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Cupids Corner: Curiosity of two girls

"This is my favorite Aretha song," said Alison, turning up the volume on the hi-fi. "I prefer it to Say A Little Prayer, don't you?"

"You haven't answered my question," said Janet sharply.

"I know," Alison replied, her voice fading to a soft whisper. "I'm not sure about the whole idea."

"But you promised," Janet protested, flicking a strand of dark hair from her face as she shifted position on the bed. She sat barefoot and cross-legged on the patterned quilt, her hazel eyes staring intently at Alison.
The two girls were alone in Alison's small room in the dormitory block, spending an easy Sunday afternoon drinking juice and listening to CDs of old blues songs. Outside on the green lawn a pair of tiny birds flitted around in the sunshine, but no students seemed to be venturing into the daylight.

"Everybody is sleeping late today," Alison observed. "I reckon the whole university has a hangover after last night." She chuckled quietly to herself, toying with her blonde ponytail as she gazed out of the window. "Hell, I never drank so much beer in my whole life. What time did you leave the bar?"

"Two-thirty," Janet replied, pulling a stray denim thread from her jeans.

"Late enough, I guess," said Alison. "Did you go back to your room?"

Janet shook her head and grinned. "No, I went back to D Block with Paul and Craig."

"You had sex with Craig?"

Again Janet shook her head, her shiny mane of black hair bobbing around her shoulders. "No, with Paul. But
I didn't enjoy it much, because I felt so distracted."

"You were too drunk to concentrate?"

"No. I was thinking about you."

Alison gave no response, though her cheeks blushed and she bit her lower lip anxiously.

"You still haven't answered my question, girl," said Janet. "I'm starting to get impatient and angry."

Alison walked away from the window and sat on the bed, wriggling her bare toes into the sheepskin rug that her parents had given as a leaving present. The red miniskirt she wore had also been a gift, bought specially by her boyfriend back home in the hope that she would not forget him when she went away to college. But she had used their parting as an opportunity to make a fresh start, sending him a "sorry – it's over" email at the end of her first week at university. She had no qualms, however, about wearing the skirt he had purchased for her, nor the matching sleeveless red T-shirt that his mother had added to the gift.

"There's no need to get angry," said Alison, after a long awkward silence. "Last night we were both quite drunk, and we said some things that maybe we now regret."

Janet gave a deep frustrated sigh and rolled her eyes towards the ceiling. "Ah, so you were lying when you said you wanted to sleep with a woman? It was nothing more than beer-talk and bullshit."

"I didn't tell any lies," Alison retorted, feeling hurt and offended by the accusation. "I meant every word of it.

I'm still curious to see what it would be like to have sex with a girl, but I'm not sure if I want to rush into anything right now."

Janet shuffled closer to her friend, so close that her denim-clad knees brushed Alison's bare arm. At first Alison seemed to flinch, but after a moment of doubt she relaxed, leaning slightly against Janet's crossed legs with her hip pressing gently against them.

"Last night we agreed to experiment together," Janet recalled. "We drained our bottles at the bar and promised each other that today we would try some girly fun, to satisfy our curiosity, to see if we might even enjoy it. Do you not remember what you told me, just before Craig and Paul appeared?"

Alison nodded slowly, keeping her eyes fixed on the sheepskin rug. "I said that you are my best friend."

"You also swore that you love me," said Janet. "And that you reckon I look sexy and cute. Then I returned the compliment. But it was you who started talking about how you wanted to sleep with a woman, and it was your idea that we should try it in your room today. But maybe I don't seem so desirable when we're both sober on a Sunday afternoon?"

Alison shrugged, lifting her head to look into her friend's eyes. "I'm really nervous about trying it," she explained. "It seems a really big step to take, just to satisfy our curiosity. Maybe we're too young to take that step. Next year we'll both be nineteen, so perhaps we could see how we feel about it after our birthdays?"

"That's a pile of crap, and you know it," Janet replied, her eyes flashing angrily. Then her tone softened, and she reached out to caress her friend's forearm. "Who says a couple of eighteen year old girls aren't mature enough to experiment with some harmless bisexual lovemaking? I can certainly handle it, and I reckon you can too."

"Oh, God!" hissed Alison. "This is all too scary for me. What if it goes horribly wrong, and we start hating each other afterwards?"

Janet continued to stroke Alison's arm, moving her fingers up to where the red T-shirt curved around the shoulder. "What can possibly go wrong?" she objected. Then, seeing the uncertainty in Alison's face, she added: "If it's such a big deal, we could maybe have a kind of compromise, to make it less scary. Perhaps we should leave our underwear on?"

Alison's expression brightened somewhat, and a relieved smile curled across her mouth. "Neat idea! We'll keep our bras and panties on, but take everything else off."

Janet clicked her tongue and frowned, trailing her fingers tenderly around her friend's neck, beneath the silky blonde ponytail. "I really do think we should be topless. I'm wearing a lacy bra, which might scratch your skin when we snuggle close together."

"OK," whispered Alison. "You undress first."

Janet sprang from the bed and stood in front of Alison, smiling down at her friend's upturned face and feeling an overpowering desire to kiss her mouth.

"Take off the T-shirt," said Alison, her blue eyes gleaming eagerly. "That's it, baby, nice and slow. You were right about that prickly bra."

Janet flung the T-shirt away and cupped her hands around the underside of her bra-cups, lifting her pert breasts in imitation of the posing models she used to see in her brother's soft porn magazines. The sight aroused Alison, who started tugging at the zipper on her friend's jeans.

"I'll bet your panties match your bra," she ventured, licking her lips in anticipation. "White lace, in a tango style, or maybe a skimpy thong?"

"Your guesses are wrong," said Janet, inhaling deeply as her jeans were pulled down to her ankles. "You got the color right, but I always wear cotton in the daytime. Lace is too itchy. And so is a thong, so I never wear one. These sporty high-legs are far more comfortable."

Alison whistled softly between her teeth, placing her hands on her friend's slim hips and hoisting up the waistband of the white panties.

"You're so gorgeous and sexy!" she observed, pulling Janet closer and gazing up into her soft brown eyes. "I can see why Craig and Paul are always trying to get you into bed. If I was a guy, I'd have a hard-on every time I saw you in these cute cotton pants. They make you look like an innocent schoolgirl."

Breathless with excitement, she parted her lips to receive Janet's kiss. The brunette lowered her head, her long dark hair brushing Alison's cheeks and tickling her neck. To Alison, the kiss felt incredible and produced so many wonderfully dizzy sensations that she almost fainted. Janet's lips and tongue had a strangely soft texture, like satin rose petals or ribbons of the smoothest velvet. Her kiss was as gentle as a rustle of butterfly wings, filling Alison's senses like a sudden gulp of strong wine.

When eventually their mouths parted, Alison took a deep satisfied breath and coughed, feeling a dryness in her throat. "You've definitely kissed a girl before," she said.

"Not true," came the reply, as Janet straightened her spine and unhooked her bra. "This is my first time."

Alison whistled softly when the lace bra tumbled to the floor, the sight of her friend's bare breasts making her head spin with desire. Curling her fingers around Janet's slender waist, she placed her hands on the cotton-clad buttocks and gently squeezed, feeling the flesh firm and warm beneath the tight white material. Then, using her thumbs, she traced the shape of the panties from hip to gusset, following the sewn trim over the curve of Janet's ass to where it vanished into the hot secret places under her body.

"Your bottom feels amazing," said Alison. "I wish mine felt so pert!"

"Let's find out how it feels," Janet replied, caressing Alison's ears and stroking the blonde ponytail. "Swap positions!"

The girls quickly swapped places, Janet sitting on the bed with her hands around Alison's waist. For a brief instant Alison felt a twinge of her former anxiety, and she bit her lower lip as though having second thoughts about the experiment. But her hesitation dissipated as soon as she felt Janet's fingers lifting the hem of her red miniskirt, and a bout of giggling seized her.

"Hey!" she cried. "Let me take this T-shirt off before you start pulling at my skirt."

"I can't help it," Janet replied, her eyes wide with fascination as she raised the hem around her friend's hips. "I'm really curious to see what color panties you're wearing." Then her smile broadened, and she laughed aloud. "How sweet!" she added. "Pink cotton, with lots of tiny blue stars! Are they from your Barbie play set?"

"Nasty bitch!" Alison chuckled, retrieving her skirt and pushing the hem back into place. "These pants were a birthday present from my grandmother."

"Which birthday?" asked Janet, still tugging at the hem. "Your ninth, perhaps?"

"My eighteenth, actually!" Alison retorted, stepping backwards a pace. "Less than six months ago. So, stop making fun of my underwear, especially as yours doesn't even match."

To reinforce her point, she pulled the red T-shirt over her head and flung it aside, revealing a pink cotton bra that did indeed match her panties. The lace-trimmed cups snugly clasped her small breasts, but the garment seemed rather undersized, and her nipples were partly visible above the trim.

"Take it off, then," ordered Janet, pulling Alison closer. "Let me see your tits."

"There isn't much to see," Alison muttered sadly, as she removed her bra. But she gasped when Janet's
hands crawled up her body to gently caress her breasts. The sensation of a girl's fingers massaging her nipples was almost too much to bear, and her knees began to quiver like balls of jelly.

"They're getting hard," Janet observed, placing a tender kiss on Alison's navel and nuzzling her chin against the front of the pink panties. "Your little nipples, I mean. I can't describe how wonderful they feel when I touch them."

"Shit! I'm falling over!" said Alison. "I need to get on the bed."

She toppled forward to crawl onto the quilt, where she turned around and lay flat on her back. Janet clambered up into a kneeling position, crouching between her friend's legs while slowly stroking the gusset of her own underwear.

"My panties are drenched," she confessed, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "It feels like a tiny dribble of piss, but I know it's definitely something else."

"Do I turn you on?" Alison inquired, smiling at the view of Janet's gentle masturbation and feeling intensely aroused when she saw a damp stain on the crotch of the white panties.

Janet nodded, her nostrils flaring as she rubbed her forefinger along the length of her gusset. "My clit is tingling like crazy and feels as stiff as a pencil," she said softly. "It's nearly pushing through the wet cotton, and it's all because of you."

"Good," whispered Alison. "But what happens next?"

Janet shrugged, shaking her black hair and lifting her eyebrows. "Dunno. I'm as much a novice as you with this Lesbos stuff. Maybe we could caress each other's pussies for a while?"

"But we still keep our panties on?" Alison queried, a hint of panic flickering in her blue eyes.

"Yes, of course. Now, you just lie there while I make a start."

"Oh God!" Alison hissed through tightly-clenched teeth. "That feels really weird."

"Just relax," whispered Janet, kneeling forward with her right hand resting on her friend's crotch. The pink cotton felt so smooth, so tight, so soft and warm beneath her palm, her fingertips detecting the bristly mat of Alison's pubic hair through the thin material. "Does that feel OK?" she added.

"It feels really nice," came the reply. "Move your hand around a bit. That's it, nice and slowly. Oh fuck! Oh fuck!"

"Do you like it when I put my finger there?" asked Janet. "Like that, nestling between your pussy lips? Can you feel it, even through your underwear?"

Alison made no response, but her head twisted aside and she buried her face in a fold of the quilt. Her cheeks burned a deep shade of crimson and her hands clawed at the bed. Wayward blonde strands trailed across her face and her ponytail curled around her neck like a straggly piece of rope.

With her right hand Janet continued to stroke Alison's vagina through the pink panties, while her left caressed her own underwear until the white cotton at her crotch felt slick and wet in her writhing fingers.

"Oh hell, I think I'm going to climax," Alison muttered, her words stifled by the quilt.

"Me too!" Janet replied hoarsely, feeling a trickle of sweat run swiftly down the left side of her face.

Alison took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, the air whistling softly through her pursed lips as the first wave of orgasm enveloped her body. The sensation seemed familiar, like the satisfaction she used to receive from her ex-boyfriend's cock, but it arrived with a strange otherworldly quality which she found surprising and puzzling. She giggled at each ecstatic pulse, her spine arching upwards when the last wave pulsed through her veins.

"God! That felt amazing!" she hissed, her limbs twitching as she sank into the bed. "Nobody has ever touched my cunt like that before. Not even me!" Then, seeing Janet still kneeling between her legs, she smiled and added: "Now it's your turn."

"Hurry up, then," Janet replied, leaning backwards to lie on the bed with her knees raised and her legs apart. "I'm absolutely desperate to come."

"I won't caress your pussy," said Alison.

"Why not?"

"Because I have a better idea," came the reply.

"Wow!" exclaimed Janet, her eyes wide with delight when she saw Alison crouching like a cat. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Alison nodded, licking her lips as she grinned. Shuffling along on her elbows, with her ass in the air, she brought her face close to her friend's crotch. Janet enjoyed the vision of Alison's neat round buttocks squirming as she moved, the panties stretching so tightly that they seemed like a thin layer of pink paint sprayed on the firm flesh.

"Sexy girl." Janet whispered, her long eyelashes fluttering when she felt hot breath against her inner thighs.
Alison stared at Janet's crotch for a while, her eyes discerning the outlined shape of Janet's vagina through the white panties. Beneath the thin material she saw the faint shadow of her friend's pubic hair, a perfect dark triangle with edges defined by a recent bikini-wax. The vision was so appealing that Alison felt a sudden burning urge to kiss it, so she pouted her lips and placed a small delicate kiss one inch above the slit, feeling the trimmed bristles prickling the tip of her nose through the white cotton.

Janet reacted by moaning softly, her hands crawling onto Alison's head to stroke the blonde ponytail. Alison inhaled her friend's scent, savoring a strong feminine odor that was like and yet unlike her own.

"Did you wear sweaty these panties yesterday?" she asked, in a gently mocking tone.

"Cheeky slut!" hissed Janet, tugging playfully at the ponytail. "Stop teasing."

"It's my revenge," Alison explained, blowing gently on Janet's mound. "Revenge for your jibe about my Barbie

Janet chuckled, grabbing Alison's head in both hands and pulling her face inwards. Alison gave a muffled giggle, before her tongue poked out to lick up and down Janet's slit. Even through the cotton Janet felt the sensation as intensely as if her cunt was bare, especially when the material became slick with a cocktail of her own juices and Alison's saliva. The blonde girl's tongue worked faster and faster, tracing quick circles around the edge of Janet's swollen labia while darting into the groove between them, pushing the wet gusset deep into the slit. For Alison, the crowning moment came when the tip of her tongue found her friend's stiffening clitoris, a nodule of firm flesh pushing upward beneath the panties. Having discovered it, she diverted all her attention to it, until Janet lay writhing and purring like a kitten.

Boldly, but only after mustering all her courage, Alison wormed a finger along Janet's gusset, exploring beneath her body to where the underwear swept around to her ass. Alison felt an overwhelming curiosity to see Janet's reaction to anal stimulation, so she pressed her fingertip into the cotton at the place where she guessed her friend's rear hole to be located. The guess was accurate, the touch bringing a quivering gasp from Janet.

"Does that feel nice?" asked Alison, briefly withdrawing her mouth from Janet's crotch.

"Amazing," whispered Janet. "It's like a lovely tingling in two places at the same time. Don't stop!"

"I won't," said Alison, quickly resuming her task.

Two minutes passed before Janet surrendered to orgasm, her climax erupting with such vigor that she yelled a muffled shriek into the quilt. Her whole body shuddered, the sensations intensifying when Alison pulled the waistband of the white panties so high and taut that the drenched gusset clasped Janet's cunt like a vice, compressing the sensitive flesh. An exquisite pain shot through her throbbing clit, doubling and trebling the power of the orgasm, making her cry out loudly.

"Hush, baby!" hissed Alison, kissing a trickle of sweat from her friend's taut stomach. "You'll wake everybody up."

As if to prove the point, footsteps sounded in the corridor, followed by an urgent tap on the door.

"You OK, Ali?" a female voice inquired anxiously.

"Yes, I'm fine!" Alison answered, sitting upright suddenly. "Just having a laugh with my drinking buddy from G Block."

The footsteps faded away into a brief silence, which the two girls quickly shattered in a mutual fit of giggling.

Janet rolled onto her side, burying her face in the quilt and curling her knees under her chin.

"Shit, that was so embarrassing!" Alison chuckled. "Your scream was so obviously sexual. I should have said I was fucking some guy."

"Or, we could be totally honest," suggested Janet, peering with one hazel eye over the edge of the quilt. Her dark hair hung in a tousled mane around her shoulders and strayed across her face.

"No way!" replied Alison. "I'm not telling anyone about this. People just wouldn't understand."

"It doesn't mean you and me are lesbians or anything," said Janet.

Alison smiled, reaching down to caress her friend's feet and toes. "Maybe that's precisely what it means," she whispered.


Preteen Dream: Part 2

Hello readers and welcome to Part 2 of ‘Preteen Dream’, a story which follows the sexual discoveries of two 10 year old girls on a sleepover. It is highly advisable you read the first part that is located at this link;

This story is also complete fiction and I do not condone paedophilia in real life whatsoever, fantasy is however, fine with me. Enjoy the story and feel free to leave constructive feedback. I always reply to comments and PM’s and I will happily take on board any advice given if it’s constructive.

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I woke to the dancing flames crackling in the fireplace. My eyes parted slowly open, the light intense and dazzling so much that I had to squint my eyes as they adjusted to the piercing light. I hazily looked around the room trying to gather my thoughts together.

My body felt warm and I could feel a steady flow of breathe against my thigh. It tickled my skin and for a moment, I was content in just letting the breath caress my body. I however, slowly looked down to see Charlotte, my best friend sleeping peacefully across my lap, her head resting on the top part of my thigh.

I smiled to myself as I watched her sleep there. Her face looked adorable and I could not help but giggle slightly at how peaceful she looked. Her body was radiating a gentle heat that mixed with the flames smothered my body in a blanket like fashion.

I gently moved my arm and stroked her soft brown hair gently, feeling the smooth hairs run like a gentle stream through the gap in my fingers. Her hair felt amazing through my touch and I felt my heart race slightly. I felt her stir slightly on my lap and she moaned slightly as her eyes began to flutter slightly as she stirred.

She opened her eyes slowly and looked up at me with a blank expression for a moment. She stared at me and I watched her lips curl into a pleasant smile as she laid their on my lap looking up at me.

“Heya” I whispered in a soft and gentle voice.

“Hey..” she replied back, smiling at me from her resting point.

“You look really cute like that,” I said as I giggled in the seat.

“Thanks” she said as she sat up and moved her body to sit next to mine on the seat. She curled up against me and rested her head on my shoulder as she closed her eyes again.

“I’m starving, when we going to eat?” she asked slowly as she rested against me.

“I don’t know, let’s go and ask my daddy” I responded as I pushed her upright. She pouted slightly and jabbed my ribs gently, which caused my body to arch as I jumped from the tickle. Charlotte began to laugh at me as she scrambled up off the chair and I immediately lunged at her and tried to grab her.

She evaded me and I fell to the floor on my front and off the chair. I let out a squeal as the carpet burned the front of my body slightly but luckily did not leave a mark. Charlotte helped me up of the floor and gave me a gentle hug. I could feel the naked skin against the front of my body. I shortly felt her pussy brush against mine and I felt tingle as feelings fluttered up my spine.

I rasped a quick intake of breathe as I felt pleasure wave throughout my body. I heard Charlotte also let out a soft and quiet moan and I grinned slightly. I let go of her and stood there simply smiling at her, we just stared at each other for several minutes in front of the fires warm glow.

I sighed as I turned around to begin walking to door when I suddenly felt a sharp slap on my bum. I let out a loud shriek as I felt the skin on my bum begin to tingle with soreness. I turned around to see Charlotte running for cover behind the furniture in the room.

I laughed as I chased after her, she ducked and dived under the table against the far wall and leaped over the chairs near the fireplace before running through the door and out of the living room. I followed in hot pursuit through the doorway into the hall.

I looked left and right clueless as I wondered what direction she had run off to. Movement caught my eye to the left in the kitchen and I quickly darted like a cheetah into the room, almost slipping on the floor. I watched her open the patio door that lead out onto the deck.

It was late evening and the sun was setting over the horizon of the town in the distance, I had to squint against the light as I followed cautiously out of the house. I could see Charlotte turning back to look at me to check if I was chasing her.

I approached slowly, waiting for her to try to evade me, this time I would be ready. I walked further out onto the deck, the warmth of the sun bathing my naked body in its beautiful glow. I could see the outline of Charlotte’s small slender body against the sunset and I could feel my heart beating in anticipation.

I continued to walk ever closer to her, cautiously taking it one-step at a time. I watched her body waiting for a sign that would tell me when she would bolt as she had done previously. I took three final steps and just before she was in my grasp, she darted to my right. I expected her to do this and so I lunged to the right and grabbed her by the waist as I pushed forwards.

She screamed as we both fell backwards through the air before crashing into the warm water of the pool. The water swallowed me whole and I felt the familiar sound of water rushing past my ears and I could see our screams been turned into a swarm of bubbles that rose to the surface.

I felt my body slow down and I began to push to the surface of the pool. I broke through the surface with Charlotte and we both coughed and gagged as the pool water trickled down our throats. I laughed while gagging and jumped onto Charlotte grabbing her with my arms yelling.

“I caught you!”

“Ok, Ok. Let me go” she spluttered as she continued to cough. I helped her to the pool edge and sat with her on the side, our feet dangling in the water. I patted her gently on the back as her last few coughs came through. I smiled at her and leant on her shoulder.

“Are you ok now Charl?” I asked casually as I watched the sun

“Yeah.., I guess, can we go back inside? I’m starving,” she responded as she breathed in deeply, catching her breathe back from all the coughing.

“Sure, come on.” I said as I got to my feet and held my hand out for her to take. She took hold of my hand, I helped her to her feet, and we walked hand in hand back into the house. We went through the kitchen and back into the living room where the fire was still crackling away.

I sighed slightly as the warmth of the fire reached my skin once again and I picked up my towel from the chair and wrapped it around my body. I sat back down with the towel around my back, my front exposed to the warmth of the fire.

We sat there in silence for a few minutes while the fire dried us off but our silence was interrupted as my dad came into the room with two boxes of takeout pizza, which had stream seeping out through the holes in the side. I licked my lips excitedly as he placed the boxes on the carpet in between Charlotte and me.

“Here you go girls, lovely take-away pizza. I’ll get you some drinks.” He said as he opened the lid to reveal a delicious deep pan cheese and ham pizza. My stomach growled a thank-you response as I leapt from the chair onto the carpet and tore off a slice. Charlotte quickly followed suit and took another slice from the pizza.

“Thanks daddy!” I said as I chomped on the pizza. I tore of the end of the slice with my teeth and watched as a string of cheese stretched between my mouth and the pizza slice. I giggled slightly as I licked up the cheese string in my mouth. My dad smiled and leant over to give me a little hug before getting up to get Charlotte and me some drinks.

He soon returned with the drinks and we all ate the pizza and garlic bread happily, talking about this and that. We did not speak about anything important because it was always a rule that in the weekend we could not talk about work because we had earned the weekend off. After the meal, I fell back on the carpet my body stretched out and my stomach felt ready to burst from all the dough.

I groaned slightly as I watched my stomach rise slowly before falling back down, I was completely stuffed and I glanced across at Charlotte who also had laid down on her back the same as me. I smiled half-heartedly at her before forcefully pulling myself up into an upright position.

I spread my legs and wiggled my toes as I let the heat continue to wrap around my body like a warm blanket. I turned back to see my daddy sitting in the couch chair with a glass of wine in front of the television that was quietly playing an episode of some TV drama. I yawned as I got up off the floor and stretched my body.

“Come on Charlotte, let’s go upstairs and play.” I said as I walked towards the door.

“Ok, thank-you for the pizza” she said to my dad as she crawled to the door. She groaned slightly as she stood up right, she seemed stuffed as well from the food.

“No problem girls, don’t stay up to late now.” He chuckled before taking another sip of his wine.

I walked out of the living room with Charlotte and we slowly walked up the stairs and into my room. I looked at a clock on my desk and saw it was 8:20pm, still plenty of time before we would need to go to sleep, though I felt worn out already and ready to sleep at any moment.

“Hey Daisy, can I have a bath? I’m all icky from the pool” she sniggered as she hovered in the doorway.

“Good idea, we can stay in my room after as well.” I replied as I walked out on the landing.

“DADDY! Charlotte and me are having a bath!” I shouted down so he would know where we were. I stood leant over the banister of the landing before seeing my dad walk into view.

“Alright, do you want me to run the water for you?” he asked as he looked up.

“Nah, I can manage on my own” I replied.

“Ok, there is no bubble bath left though, so you won’t have any bubbles I’m afraid.”

“Awwhh, fine… thanks daddy.” I said with a sigh. I loved having bubbles in my bath, it always made it more relaxing but I suppose water would have to do. I went with Charlotte into the bathroom and turned the taps making sure the water was at a nice temperature.

The bathroom was one of two in the house but the only one that had a bath. The walls were tiled with a light cream tile that had a dolphin pattern running in a ring form in the middle around the bathroom walls. The floor was made up of a clear white tile with a fluffy brown bath rug lying in the middle. The bath itself was modern with varnished wooden panels on the outside and enamel interior. It was fairly large as well and could easily hold me and Charlotte with ease.

I watched as the water filled the tub and I sat on the bath edge as I waited with my hand in the water making sure the temperature stayed hot enough. I watched as Charlotte looked into the mirror that was slowly beginning to fog up from the heat of the bath water.

I giggled to myself as I watched her look up and down her body. She always liked looking at herself in the mirror and touching herself all over, making silly poses every not and again. She also cupped her chest a lot and complained about how she wanted boobies already rather than stupid little bumps.

I always went into hysterics when she complained and I was snickering to myself even now while thinking about it. She turned around once the mirror was completely fogged up and looked at me confusingly.

“What’s so funny?” she asked me, I burst into full laughter as she asked unable to hold it in anymore.

“Oh… nothing. Just you.” I responded as I held my hand over my mouth trying to contain my laughter

“What do you mean me!? Is there something on my back?” she squealed as she span in circles trying to look at her back. I burst out laughing again and almost lost my balance which would have meant me falling into the running bath.

“No silly! I was laughing because I was thinking about time you complained about not having boobies!” I said as I gasped for breath.

“Ohh! But don’t you want boobies as well? All the big girls look so pretty with them.” She said as she walked over to the bath edge and sat next to me. I blushed slightly as I looked down on the slightly raised lumps of my chest. I could feel my body beginning to tingle all over again and I shuddered slightly as I breathed in.

“I guess, but I don’t see the big deal really.” I sighed as stared at my chest.

“That’s because you’re still a child!” she said with a massive grin across her face.

“I am not! We’re pretty much the same age!” I protested, looking at her coldly in the eye.

“Oh yeah? Then where are your boobies?” she said as she extended her arm outwards and poked me on my nipples. I squealed slightly as her finger made contact and a chill ran up my spine. Little bumps formed all over my body, as the tingling feelings grew stronger.

“You don’t have any either!” I argued as I reached over and prodded her chest. I watched as Charlotte jumped slightly as I made contact with her body. It was like earlier, the wonderful feelings flowed throughout my body.

“True… but I will soon! Anyway, Daisy… the bath?” she said while nodding at the rising water. I gasped as I franticly shut off the water before it had a chance to rise to high. I rotated my legs to the other side of the bath and let my feet drop into the water. The temperature was perfect and I quickly dropped my entire body of the edge of the bath and sat there in the clear water.

I breathed in deeply and arched my head back as the water felt great against my skin. Charlotte swung her own legs in and sat down into the water. We sat opposite each other with our legs spread, each leg resting next to the other person leg. I could feel her foot was very near my pussy and a part of me for some reason wanted it to touch me.

I decided to take a risk and I slumped down into the water a bit more and I felt Charlottes foot push up against my body and in turn, my own foot pressed against hers. She let out a yelp as she sat upright to which I just giggled. She smiled and slumped back down herself and we laid there with each other’s foot resting on each other’s pussy.

The waves of pleasure continued to flow around me just as the warm bath water did and I felt as though I was in heaven. I leant my head back against the bath, closed my eyes, and moaned slightly as I relaxed.

After a few moments I began to feel Charlotte pushing against my foot in back and forth motions. I could also hear her breathing heavily and I risked tilting my head up to look at her. She had her head leant back as I had and she was thrusting her body forwards gently, her pussy rubbing against my foot.

I sat there with my jaw hanging in shock at what she was doing but at the same time, I could feel my own pussy pulsating in the water. I bit my lip as I tried to fight the pressure but I ended up joining Charlotte in thrusting and I began to rub my pussy against the palm of Charlotte’s foot in the water.

Electricity flowed through my body as I moaned loudly. The feeling was incredible and almost felt as good as when Charlotte had put her fingers in my pussy. We both moaned and panted quietly as we continued to rub and thrust in the bath. The water sloshed slightly as it moved back and forth in waves.

The waves flowed in between the gap of my pussy and Charlotte’s foot and only added to the pleasure that I was feeling. The similar feeling of about to burst returned all to quickly and I felt myself rubbing harder than I had ever before against her foot and when I pushed too hard her big toe found its way inside.

I shot upright as a silent scream left mouth and I could feel my pussy pulsate with ferocity as it clamped around Charlottes toe. I could feel her toe moving in and out of my pussy quickly as she continued to thrust harder and harder. I crashed back against the head of the bath, which caused water to splash out onto the floor, but all I could do was lay there breathing franticly. Charlottes toe continued to rub inside my pussy and it wasn’t long before she gave a big push and she shot upright as well letting out a loud moan that echoed in the bathroom which a part of me feared my daddy would hear.

She fell back against the bath as I did but softer so water stayed in the tub. She breathed deeply and opened her eyes to look at me with a devilish grin. I returned her grin and we caught our breath back. We kept our feet pushed against each other’s pussies and every now again Charlotte would twitch her foot and send waves of tingling pleasure up through my pussy and up my spine.

After a while, one of us finally found the strength to speak.

“That… was… awesome.” Charlotte said in short breaths

“Yeah…” was all I could reply as I continued to breathe deeply.

“Why does it feel good to touch your pussy though?” she asked with a confused expression on her face.

“I’m not sure, but I don’t think this is something we can just ask people.” I said with a slight tone of fear in my voice that what we may have done was a very naughty thing to do.

“Agreed. But we should do it again, but keep it our secret right?” she asked almost pleadingly and I knew why, the last five minutes had been the best of my life by far and I was desperate to do whatever it takes to make those feelings come back and last even longer.

“Our secret.” I simply said with a smile. I moved onto my knees, leant forward, and grabbed her in a warm hug, water dripping from my body. She wrapped her arms around mine and gave me a kiss on the lips as she had done earlier and we stayed in that position for what seemed like ages.

Finally, I broke the kiss and sat back down in the bath.

“We should actually wash up.” I said as I reached for the bar of soap that rested on a shelf above the bathtub.

“Ok, but we wash each other ok?” she suggested, giggling the entire time.

“Deal” I said as I grasped hold of the soap. I lowered it under the water to wet it and began to rub it in my hands to make the soap. I rubbed my hands together before telling Charlotte to stand up. She eagerly obliged and stood before me. The water was up to her knees and I could now clearly see her swollen pussy in front of me. I wanted to tease her a little though.

I stood up as well and stepped closer to her. I began rub my soapy hands down her arm, covering them in the slippery soap. She giggled slightly as it tickled but did not stop it. I smiled happily at the experience, enjoying it immensely. I repeated the process for her other arm, making sure I had plenty of soap in my hands.

I then grabbed the facecloth, wet it in the water, and began to wash the soap from her arms slowly. Watching each drop fall back into the bathtub. Her skin looked glossy through the layer of water that clung onto her skin and her arms felt so smooth under my touch as I stroked down them with the cloth.

I then re-soaped my hands and turned her around before rubbing them down her back, covering it entirely in soap. I felt her body shudder many times under my touch and I could see her hand had begun to rub against her pussy as our foots had done. She was also moaning softly as I washed the soap from her back.

I told her to turn to face me again as I soaped up my hands once more and I could see she was still rubbing herself In front of me. She didn’t have a shred of embarrassment as she continued to play with her pussy. I felt excited as I began to rub my hands across her smooth chest in circular motions trying to avoid her busy arm.

I spent extra time rubbing her nipples with my soapy hands, clutching the tip in between my fingers and pinching them slightly. I did not know if it felt good but I guessed it did since Charlotte began to pant and moan even faster.

I removed my hands, grabbed the face cloth, and allowed it to soak up a good amount of water before I lifted it above her chest and squeezed it to allow the water to flow down on her chest like a waterfall. Charlotte gasped as her whole body began to shake and she had to clutch onto me to avoid losing balance and falling.

I laughed as I steadied her and moved her to sit on the edge of the bathtub facing inwards. I removed the last of the soap from her chest and stomach before I began to soap up her legs. Her whole body felt amazing to my touch and the skin was so smooth as well as soft.

I washed off her legs and that left only her swollen red pussy to be cleaned. I licked my lips slightly as I soaped up my hands and began to slowly and teasingly stretch my hands out towards her. She whimpered slightly, begging for me to hurry up but I was having way to much fun. This was my revenge for earlier.

I finally made contact and began to caress her pussy in my grasp, rubbing the soap around the folds of her pussy lips. I grinned as I rubbed for a long period, spreading the soap to the inside of her thighs. She parted her legs wide to make it easier for me and this caused her lips to spread slightly, which gave me the idea to insert my finger.

I cautiously pushed forwards with my long finger and I felt it begin to enter inside Charlotte. I watched in fascination as it slid effortlessly inside with the aid of the soap. Charlotte moaned ans gasped each time I went a little deeper. Within the next few seconds however I had my entire finger inside her pussy and I could feel it squeezing my tightly.

I began to move it back out again about half way before pushing it back in again, letting my knuckle reach the outside of her pussy. She rasped a sharp intake of breath each time I moved inwards and I continued to do this for some time. I could feel her trying to push back while at the same time staying on the edge of the bathtub.

I giggled as I reached down to my own pussy with my free hand and began to rub it eagerly as the intense feelings cried out. I felt as though my pussy was on fire and he everlasting waves of pleasure that flowed throughout my body showed no sign of ever subsiding. I was in pure heaven and never wanted this moment to end. However, it did with Charlotte squealing loudly and falling into the bath against me.
As her body crashed against mine I let out a moan through my open mouth, which ended up, been gagged by Charlotte’s chest as she fell against me. My pussy seemingly explored and I felt extremely dizzy as the room span around. I laid against the edge of the bath with my mouth wrapped around Charlottes nipple.

Her skin did not taste of anything really but it felt amazing to me that I had her nipple in my mouth. Instinctively I began to suck on it as though I was a baby and I could hear Charlotte’s voice in a distant haze muttering at how great that felt and not to stop.

I had no intention of stopping as the feeling of my tongue on her nipple felt amazing, even for me. I continued to hungrily suck on it like a newborn baby wanting milk and I desperately tried to stay latched onto Charlotte as she positioned her body to sit on top of my legs, which were scrunched up against the side of the bath. She sat more on my stomach with her body resting on top of mine.

I felt her hand fumble around my pussy searching for it as I continued to suck. Eventually she found it and as she began to slide her finger inside I swapped over to Charlottes other nipple and began to suck even harder. The room was still spinning and all I could focus on was how amazing I felt and how that this moment would be forever in my memory.

I continued to moan while sucking which meant my lips vibrated around Charlottes nipple which made her coo slightly and purr like a happy kitten while she continued to explore my pussy with her finger. I thrusted slowly against her pushing finger and gripped onto it tightly as it left my pussy, never wanting to let it go.

I could feel the intense pressure building up again, though it was taking longer than the first few times but soon I found myself ready to explode once more. I tried to fight the feeling as I knew if I exploded it would all end but I couldn’t hold it any longer and I bit down onto Charlotte’s nipple as I screamed in pleasure.

Charlotte also screamed with pleasure as I bit but the pain made the feelings she felt even more intense. My body fell limp and Charlotte slid off me and laid down in the water next to me with her knees’ up against the side of the bath like I was. We breathed deeply before hearing a startling knock on the door.

“Girls, are you ok? I heard a scream.” My daddy asked through the closed door. I felt my heart stop in my chest in panic. I could not answer but rather only stare at the door waiting for daddy to enter and go berserk at us for doing naughty things.

“We’re fine. Daisy just fell over and banged her arm.” Charlotte responded, her voice slightly higher than usual.

“Sure you don’t want me to come in and make sure she’s ok?” he responded with a concerned tone that showed he was worried that I had fallen.

“I’m… I’m fine daddy” I managed to reply in a broken voice.

“Alright… make sure you let me kiss it better afterwards.” He said before walking away from the door.

I sighed with relief as he left and looked across to Charlotte before bursting out in laughter. I leant on her shoulder and she then rested her head against mine as we stared at the door. We breathed calmly as we let the soapy water caress our bodies.

“It’s going to be a long night isn’t it?” Charlotte asked me with a content smile on her face.

“Sure is.” I replied. Closing my eyes slowly before snuggling against Charlotte for the second time that night.

“It sure is… and I can’t wait.”

Thank-you for reading and I hope you really enjoyed this part of the story. I am going to write a third installment of this before moving onto another project which you may find interesting but more on that at a later date.

Wish you all the best, remember to give a comment or rating on the story and even if you did not enjoy it, tell me why and I will happily work on it in the future. All the best.


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