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Authors name: Francis Dashwood (Address withheld)
Story title : LAUREN GISSAL

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Lauren Gisal   
by Frances Dashwood
   

Chapter 1 
 
Thursday 9th July 

Lauren watched the convoy of coaches winding their way
from the lush green valley a few hundred meters below.
They slowly snaked and shuddered up towards the mountain
pass, bound for Italy and the crystal clear lakes beyond.

She envied the tourists their freedom and opportunity to
explore beyond the closeted environment of the picturesque
alpine valleys. Recently, her own yearning for discovery  
had driven her to feign sickness. She had walked one
glorious summer day up through the dark, steeply sloping
forest to emerge again into the shimmering heat of the
late morning and there, lazing on the deserted mountainside,
she had gazed down at the people in their tiny villages
below. The weather had been perfect, the sun shining
brilliantly in a cloudless blue sky, reflecting off the
snowy mountain peaks, with just a hint of a breeze that
cooled her tanned face and rippled the soft down of her
arms.  
 
Andleburg, the village where her grandmother had settled
forty years earlier, was a few kilometers from Interlaken.
It possessed an air of bygone tranquillity coupled with
stunning views of the Jungfrau and the majestic mountain
range beyond. But occasionally, more so recently, she had
felt cramped and concerned that while time marched on in
the world at large, it passed over Andleburg with abandon,  
choosing to concentrate on a more receptive audience in
the larger towns.  
 
Lauren was not one of the village's prettiest girls, but
her features were distinctive, characterised by her boyish
face, deeply set brown eyes and strong nose. It was a face,
she thought, that people would find pleasant rather than
beautiful, that people would be happy to kiss as a duty
rather than as a source of pleasure. Her skin was perfect
and unblemished from the childhood ravages of chicken pox
or measles. Her wavy brown hair normally fell to her
shoulders, but was constrained presently by an elastic band
(the height of fashion, she thought to herself) and tied
back. 
 
A sharp crack brought her out of her reverie, as Lauren
realised that some optimistic team-mate had passed the
ball to her. 
 
"Lauren Gisal, for goodness sake run with the ball, look
around you!"  shouted the games-mistress, umpire and part-
time sadist Miss Connely, in her Irish-accented Swiss-German. 
 
She was a petite woman who in Lauren's estimation was about  
twenty-five. She looked like as though her body had given
up adding inches to her stature during her mid-teens to
concentrate on providing a mane of straight dark hair that
hung down to her waist, tied back in a similar manner to
Lauren's at the nape of the neck. Miss Connely wore a
tracksuit making it difficult to judge her physical build,
although the tracksuit looked only partially filled.  Lauren
remembered that she had seen her undressing in the staff
changing area a couple of weeks ago and had remarked to
Nikki at the time that she could have passed for one of the
senior girls. 
 
"I don't think so" Nikki had said, "she looks like a
virgin". Lauren smiled at the conversation, looked up
towards the goal and hit the ball resoundingly. She was
surprised to see it scythe through the grass at great speed,
and moreover, in the direction that she had wanted. The flow
of adrenaline and the rush of expectation subsided as  
quickly as it had begun, as the opposing goalkeeper gathered
the ball safely just to the side of the net. 
 
She counted herself among the more fortunate of her con-
temporaries.  She had a family who had few financial worries,
she had a brother (Lauren saw Mike only when he returned from
boarding school), she had a very comfortable house and now
had found a wonderful friend in Nikki Brugen. Although Lauren
had lived in Andleburg all of her life, Nikki had arrived only
a couple of years ago due to her family's relocation - her
father managed one of the largest hotels in the area. It had
taken only a few weeks for Lauren and Nikki to become the  
staunchest of allies, confiding in secrets and personal
tittle-tattle that is usually reserved for one's inner-most
thoughts. Nikki was a never-ending source of knowledge (on
occasions inaccurate but always entertaining) which came from
eavesdropping in the hotel. Lauren's father, who worked for
a government research department, rarely overheard gossip or
conversation that was interesting, unless of course import
quotas could be considered suitable material for the exchange
of whispered wisdom. 
 

Lauren determined that she had spent the past thirty 
minutes walking, trotting and running around the rectangle 
of grass to little advantage, the ache in her limbs 
testament to her exertion. There was a hint of shape in her 
long brown legs, accentuated by her red socks at half- mast 
and her dark blue games shorts. Recent months had replaced 
her gangly features with a recognisable feminine form. Some 
of the girls said that the exercise would help to give them 
beautiful legs in later life, but Lauren was a firmer 
believer in destiny and fate being responsible for shaping 
her legs and every other event in her life. The final 
whistle sounded, and so she spun on her heel and headed for 
the changing rooms, noting that Nikki's game must have 
ended earlier as her pitch was now empty. 

As she trudged past the goal post, she looked across the 
fence of the field and down again into the valley. She 
could see pollen and seeds flying into the summer air as 
Mr. Hubert, who owned the Chemist shop in town, cut a plot 
of very tall grass in his back garden. Mixed in with the 
grass were buttercups, daisies and edelweiss, and the scent 
wafting up to the school was rich and comforting. In 
contrast, Lauren thought, to Mr. Hubert's one and only 
little girl, Claudette, who was in the same class as Lauren 
and had recently become a thorn in her side. The animosity 
had started, as far as Lauren could recall, in this spot, 
the hockey pitch, when Lauren had accidentally swiped 
Claudette across the shins with her stick. In revenge, 
Claudette had struck Lauren on the back of her legs while 
Miss Connely was repeating commands for the linguistically 
disadvantaged. That was a week ago today, and they had not 
spoken since. 

Despite Lauren's lack of exertion, she was hot and sweaty 
from the afternoon's exercise and small beads of 
perspiration clung to her forehead. She looked forward to 
the end of term, only ten days away, when she wouldn't have 
to run up and down in the heat, and could lay by the hotel 
pool with Nikki - assuming that Nikki's father didn't 
object to them occupying "marketable real-estate in premium 
season" as he called the few square feet they needed. 

Lauren entered the main changing area for the school and 
turned into the girl's section. At the far end of the 
changing rooms she could see Miss Connely standing already 
by the entrance to the showers, waiting to catch some poor 
girl who tried to leave without showering. Noise echoed 
around the room as girls shouted, lockers slammed and the 
showers hissed. 

The rows of benches were arranged three on each side of the 
central aisle leading to the showers and could accommodate 
about one hundred girls. Presently, there were fewer than 
fifty, all in various states of undress. Lauren recalled 
how painful it was during the winter, after the freezing 
temperatures outside to undo her buttons and pull off the 
heavy hockey shirts. Today there was no such problem as she 
sat down on the bench seat to remove her boots. She knocked 
the mud off them and walked over to her locker to retrieve 
her white towel and clothes. A pair of her classmates 
skipped past her on their way to the shower, their cute 
bottoms showing a hint of shape. 

She returned to the bench and pulled down her socks, 
discarding them by her side. Despite the cacophony of 
shouting and giggling, Lauren returned to her reverie, 
remembering her fascination almost a year ago when she 
discovered two or three minute hairs growing above her 
vagina. She had wondered how long they had been there and 
that night had taken a long look at herself in the mirror 
in her parent's bedroom, striking a number of poses in a 
similar fashion to those she had seen on the Miss World 
contest. Returning to bed, her hands had explored every 
potential source of interest, finding conclusive evidence 
that her breasts were starting to form. She had pulled her 
nipples and discovered that they did indeed get hard and 
elongated, just as she had hoped they would. 

Lauren stood up and saw the steam billowing through the 
doorway of the showers. Ms Connely looked at each of the 
girls as they made their way to and from the shower stalls, 
trying to be the model of supervision and discretion. With 
a thumb either side, Lauren pulled her shorts down past her 
knees, bringing each leg up in turn to allow them to drop 
to the floor. She took hold of her shirt and pulling 
upwards, removed it in one swift movement to reveal her 
small breasts. She liked her breasts. In fact, she was very 
proud of them even though she had nothing to do with their 
shape, size or circumference. In her opinion, they were 
classically shaped, and much nicer to look at than the 
girls she seen in her brother's magazines. She hung the 
shirt on the hook above her head, and quickly pulled down 
her knickers. Lauren now had a thin layer of hair growing 
above her vagina, which scarcely concealed the lips of her 
vulva. Then came the walk she detested - past Ms Connely on 
the way to the showers and the feeling of her eyes taking 
in her shape and mentally comparing her to the other girls. 
The return journey, for some obscure reason didn't matter; 
she could look at her bum all she wanted. 

Lauren took her towel and strategically moved it as she 
walked down the aisle. Few of the other girls looked at 
her, although Lauren glanced at Annika sitting naked on the 
end of the final row. She noted that she had large breasts, 
much larger that Lauren's, and a thick mat of black hair 
between her parted legs. Annika's head leaned to one side 
as she dried her hair and talked to her neighbour, 
Claudette. Lauren quickly averted her gaze, deposited her 
towel on a hook outside the showers, and entered carefully. 

The square shower room was completely white, tiled from 
floor to ceiling in a utilitarian manner and must have been 
about twenty five feet long. It was much warmer than the 
general changing room area, and had a smell that reminded 
her of wash days when she was a child. A small three foot 
high wall ran along the centre of the room with the 
exception of about two feet either end to allow all-round 
access. Lauren took a bar of soap and moved under a vacant 
shower. Two of the girls were shrieking in the corner of 
the room as they tried to rub soap into each other's hair. 

Lauren smiled, and peering through the steam recognised 
Ruth and Alysia who had become very good friends in recent 
months. Ruth deftly moved to position herself behind Alysia 
with her arms around her waist, and rubbed a soapy hand 
across her face. Alysia screamed with delight as they 
fought. 

As Lauren watched, she realised that the whole class was 
growing up quickly, including herself, making the 
transition from childhood into womanhood. Whereas a year 
ago there were only a handful of girls who showed signs of 
development, all the girls in her class were now 
blossoming. The two girls continued to laugh and fool 
around. Lauren noticed that they both had pendulous breasts 
that swayed and bounced as they frolicked in the spray. As 
she continued to stare, she realised that she had been 
watching Ruth's hands roaming over her friend's breasts. 

She was unsure whether the girls were aware of being 
watched, but Lauren was slowly coming to the conclusion 
that while their movements would have been considered 
horseplay a year ago, it could only be described as mild 
petting now. 

Lauren turned quickly towards the wall as a million 
thoughts raced through her mind. She lathered up her hands 
and soaped herself under her arms, then reached up high to 
the shower head and to allow the water to rinse her off. 

Glancing at the two in the corner again for an instant, 
Lauren caught a glimpse of a hand between Ruth's legs 
moving quickly backwards and forwards. Ruth had closed her 
eyes and held firmly onto the wall. Unable to contain her 
curiosity, Lauren turned her back to the shower, and ran 
the bar of soap across her legs while surreptitiously 
watching the action in the corner, convinced by now that 
the mystery hand between Ruth's legs belonged to Alysia. 

The clouds of steam lent a surreal backdrop to the 
performance, as the girl's activities drifted in and out of 
focus while the showers hissed. As the water rinsed 
Lauren's legs, she took the bar of soap and let it lazily 
slide over the contours of her breasts. Unconsciously, 
she paid special attention to her nipples, running the 
corner of the bar of soap around them in small, firm 
circles. Her nipples responded, hardening and crowning her 
delicate breasts. 

Alysia's hand was moving more rapidly now, and Ruth gripped 
the shower head for support, giving her breasts a classic 
shape and preventing them from swinging so violently. The 
steam momentarily parted and gave Lauren a startling view 
of a number of soapy fingers flashing in and out of 
Alysia's vagina. As the picture faded back into steam, she 
saw Ruth's mouth slowly open and heard a low moan from the 
corner as though she had been hit in the stomach. As 
Lauren's young mind analysed the information she had 
gathered, another part of her was more concerned with 
mimicking the action she had observed, and her hand had now 
found it's way from her breasts to between her own legs 
which were parted further than necessary for standing up in 
the shower. Again, she used the corner of the soap to 
massage her vagina, while her thumb trailed behind adding 
further assistance, the whole action causing her to lean 
forward slightly. The outer lips of her vulva soon parted 
and bubbles of soap ran along the delightful virgin skin. 

With the middle finger of her right hand, she ran over her 
wispy pubic hair and down along the length of her slit, 
exploring and probing as her clitoris became enlarged and 
stood to attention. Lauren felt bubbling activity inside 
her stomach and slightly light-headed. With unconscious 
abandon, her middle finger slipped into her tight little 
hole up to the second knuckle while the palm of her hand 
rubbed over her clit. Slowly, she extracted the finger and 
marveled in the pleasure that emanated from within her 
pussy. While she had experimented before to this degree 
there was something intangible this afternoon that added an 
extra dimension of intensity. As her actions became more 
confident, her pussy lips fought to retain their hold on 
her finger each time she pulled it out, giving up their 
little prisoner with increasing reluctance. Her anus joined 
in the celebration, squeezing tightly in a seemingly random 
manner. 

"Clean enough down there for you, is it Lauren?" said Anke 
as she moved under the adjoining shower. 

"What? Oh, er, really hot games today" said Lauren, 
fumbling with the soap. 

"Yeah, I caught the tail end of their act too. Not the 
first time you know" she said with an air of 
confidentiality. 

"Oh, I wasn't watching, just dreaming." 

"Whatever" said Anke, grabbing a bar of soap as she turned 
her back to Lauren. 

Regaining some of her composure she left the showers, took 
her towel from the hook, and skirted around the ever-
watchful Miss Connely. She was aware of an unusually warm 
glow between her legs, and determined that as soon as she 
had the chance, she would play with herself and a bar of 
soap again. 

She returned to the bench and stood with her right leg on 
the seat, toweling herself as she replayed the action in 
her mind. Only as she dried between her legs did she 
realise that she was still very aroused, and immediately 
brought her leg back to the floor to preserve her modesty. 

Confused, Lauren reached for her white knickers in the pile 
of clothes and quickly stepped into them and pulled them 
up. It sounded like Ruth and Alysia were still fooling 
around as a cheer went up from the shower area. Lauren 
remembered that she had promised to invite Nikki for tea at 
her house, so she hurriedly slipped her blouse on and did 
the buttons up. She checked the waistband of her knickers 
to ensure she had not put them on the wrong way round, 
and sat down on the edge of the bench to pull on her white 
socks. She stuffed her bra into her skirt pocket and pulled 
her skirt up, zipping it at the side. Finally, she jumped 
into her shoes, grabbed her towel and school bag, and flew 
out the door. 

Turning left into the main corridor she breathed in the 
fresh, cool air. Lauren pulled off the elastic band holding 
her hair and let the brown locks fall over her shoulders. 

She took a hairbrush from her bag and quickly ran it 
through her hair giving it some semblance of order even 
though the ends were still wet. Her pleasure from the 
anticipated meeting was evident as she jumped over a small 
wall surrounding a formal flower bed. As she landed, she 
again thought that she must have dressed upside down or 
inside out or something, but decided it could wait until 
later. 


Chapter 2


Nikki was leaning against the wall of the school just 
outside the gates, watching the traffic coming up the hill 
from the bus stop. As Lauren approached, Nikki smiled and 
started to walk slowly down the hill waiting for Lauren to 
catch up. From behind, Nikki looked like another average 
schoolgirl, with flat black shoes and socks that should 
have been pulled up to her knees. Her legs had more shape 
than Lauren's, but were shorter, giving Lauren a height 
advantage of a couple of inches. Nikki's blonde hair was 
parted in the middle with a fringe over her eyes, falling 
loosely either side of her head and down to her shoulder 
blades. As Lauren caught up with her, she noted that 
Nikki's breasts were at least a couple of inches larger 
than her own, and could recall that the last time they had 
been in the showers they certainly wobbled a little. Her 
face was impish, cute and rounded with a small nose and 
bright blue eyes. And in a similar fashion to Lauren, she 
was only average in the beauty stakes.

"What kept you, I thought you were just behind me?" said 
Nikki loudly.

"Hey Nik, you'll never guess what, it was so weird" 
whispered Lauren, looking furtively about her.

"Tell me, tell me" said Nikki, genuinely excited. Given 
Lauren's usual inability to be the harbinger of gossip, 
this had to be world-class. And so Lauren recounted the 
story of Ruth and Alysia in the showers (although she would 
only say at first that it was two girls until Nikki 
demanded the truth), and mentioned that it seemed that they 
were enjoying themselves. Lauren continued the story with 
the arrival of Anke, and explained that there had been some 
misunderstanding about her washing herself.

"Hey, what's the big deal? So you did it in the showers, 
everyone's doing it somewhere or other, stupid!" said Nikki 
treating her expose as an enormous joke. Lauren didn't try 
and argue that it was a misunderstanding; Nikki knew her 
too well and Lauren realised that there was no sense 
prolonging the facade, so she just turned to Nikki and 
grinned wickedly at her. Nikki smiled and nudged her in the 
ribs like a fellow conspirator as they turned to walk side 
by side to the bus stop.

Lauren felt a mixture of relief and excitement. She was 
surprised that not only did Nikki confirm that she played 
with herself, but that she thought everyone else did as 
well. On balance she felt that more experimentation in the 
bath tonight was called for in the name of self-awareness. 

As she reflected on the nature of the conversation with 
Nikki and her light treatment of the subject, she couldn't 
help wondering why she hadn't talked to Nikki about it 
before, if it wasn't such a big deal. It would certainly be 
easier to talk to her than her mother. On balance, she 
considered herself very lucky to have such a vivacious and 
mischievous friend as Nikki.

"Oh, and I think I have some of my clothes on inside out, I 
feel strange" mentioned Lauren as they arrived at the 
newsagents. "Hang on, I need to get a mag for my mum, come 
on," she said, pulling Nikki into the shop.

"Where do you feel strange? Perhaps you've got your period" 
said Nikki, taking down a men's magazine from the shelf 
behind the stationery and books.

"It was last week. Hey, you can't look at that!" squealed 
Lauren, grabbing the magazine. She reached up to replace it 
on the shelf, causing four or five others to fall from the 
top shelf to the floor. Hurriedly, she gathered them 
together as she blushed profusely, feeling the eyes of 
other shoppers on her as she squatted on the floor. She 
stood, showed a copy of "Metrofile" to the curious girl 
beyond the counter and offered her the correct money.
Leaving the shop, they crossed the road and leaned against 
the bus stop. The daily ritual of traveling by bus meant 
that they only had two minutes to wait and then a twenty 
minute ride as the bus looped around the village before 
crossing the valley and heading back up the hill to where 
both Lauren and Nikki lived.

They boarded the bus and made their way to the back seat as 
usual, sat down and flicked through the magazine until they 
found the problem page. Silence reigned as the two girls 
read about a woman whose husband wanted her to invite 
friends to their house to watch them have sex. One 
paragraph that received prolonged attention was concerned 
with how her husband wished his wife to masturbate him, 
including orally. Lauren and Nikki were delighted that the 
letter contained graphic detail of what the husband wanted 
her to do.

"Can you imagine, having sex while people are holding you? 
I wonder what it's like?" whispered Nikki, rhetorically.
"Come on, next, next!" answered Lauren, turning the page. 

The next letter was a long one from a young girl in 
university who wanted to know why she had started her 
course a virgin and now felt it was compulsory to have sex 
with as many different boys as possible. The girl was sure 
that her requirements were abnormal and went on to say that 
she didn't think she ever orgasmed.

"Did you orgasm in the showers?" inquired Nikki 
nonchalantly.

"Of course not, I told you."

"Hey, relax, you would know if you have. I know I haven't 
ever, not if it's like it is in the films."

Now this was news to Lauren which needed investigating, but 
today was getting out of hand and making Lauren nervous. 

Her calm little world of day-dreaming had been shattered by 
revelations and conversations that were both graphic and 
personal. On the one hand, she felt uneasy with herself and 
on the other she felt reassured that Nikki was there to 
defend her emotions as required. The warm glow from between 
her legs convinced her that further investigation was 
warranted.

"What are you talking about now?" asked Lauren nervously, 
staring at the magazine.

"I was helping Dad clear up after a convention had rented 
out most of the hotel, and I found a dirty film in one of 
the VCR's that the guests can rent. I've seen it." Nikki 
mimicked one of the actors by licking her lips and 
squeezing her breasts together.

"Tell me. Now!" insisted Lauren, giggling at Nikki's acting 
as she shook her arm. For the remainder of the journey, 
Nikki related the contents of the film in almost the right 
order, leaving out some of the action that she found 
difficult to explain or where she thought that Lauren 
wouldn't believe her. At the end of the ride, Lauren's 
knickers had a tell-tale damp patch as a measure of the 
potency of Nikki's narrative.

The bus pulled up about one hundred meters from Lauren's 
chalet-style house, and the girls walked up the hill. The 
house stood back from the road, with a line of fir trees 
forming a border around the side of the ornate garden. The 
roof overhung the three floors by several feet, with it's 
ornately carved and gaily painted woodwork typical of the 
area. A wooden balcony stretched around two sides of the 
house on the uppermost floor. The red-framed windows had 
contrasting black and white wooden shutters either side. A 
small pathway led from the low garden gate up the back door 
on the right hand side of the building.

By this time, Lauren had decided that she had to get out of 
these clothes and find out what was annoying her as the 
feeling was becoming a nuisance. She opened the back door 
with her key and passed through the kitchen into the stone-
floored hallway. Traditional carvings hung on the facing 
wall with a large formal mirror at head height. The wood-
covered walls made the room dark and the large light 
hanging from the ceiling was required most of the day. To 
the left of the hallway were the stairs to the bedrooms, 
bathroom and toilet while further at the end was the 
entrance to the lounge.

Visitors could hardly miss the ornate gilt-framed 
photographs on the hallway walls of Lauren and Mike from 
early ages, playing on the mountainside and paddling in the 
freezing cold lakes. Lauren wished they could be exchanged 
for something, even more recent ones. But her mother always 
said that they were both such sweeties at that age, and the 
photos were her treasures.

Lauren bellowed "Mum" at the top of her voice making Nikki 
jump. 

They received no reply.

"Good, should be a note from her about tea somewhere. 

Whenever they collect Mike at the end of term they're 
always really late," said Lauren looking around.

Both girls dumped their schoolbags on the floor, and went 
back into the kitchen. Lauren left the magazine on the 
table for Nikki to read and found her mothers note stuck on 
the `fridge. In summary, it warned against opening the door 
to strangers, had emergency phone numbers, return times 
that night, and finally a request to take something from 
the freezer and heat it in the microwave. Lauren left the 
note with Nikki and went upstairs. Nikki filled the kettle 
and plugged it into the wall socket. She could hear Lauren 
walking along the landing above and into her bedroom. Just 
as Nikki flicked the switch on the wall, an almighty scream 
filled the house, followed by another and another. Then 
sobbing.


Chapter 3

Nikki raced out of the kitchen and bounded up the stairs 
three at a time. She burst into Lauren's bedroom to find 
her face down on her yellow bedspread, sobbing into her 
pillow. Nikki noted that she had all her clothes on (minus 
her shoes) and there seemed to be no obvious reason for her 
bewildered state. Nikki looked across the bed and noted 
that the yellow curtains round the window were open. The 
white dressing table, desk and bookcase around the room 
were all in order. The top drawer of her four drawer chest 
was open, revealing her collection of underwear.

"Lori, what the hell's wrong? Speak to me!"

"Claudette" was the only response in between sobs. Nikki 
could see tears running down Lauren's cheek. She sat down 
on the edge of the bed and put her hand on Lauren's back. 
Nikki knew only too well of the simmering feud between the 
two girls, but didn't understand how Claudette could have 
hurt her in her own bedroom. She looked down at the pale 
pink carpet around the bed as if expecting a letter, or a 
dead cat or some other token of her affection, but there 
was nothing except scattered make-up, magazines and a 
couple of T-shirts. There was apparently nothing unusual to 
be seen at all although Nikki had often joked that some of 
the posters of pop groups on the walls could have been 
changed for this year's.

Nikki's hand gently brushed her cheek. The sobbing subsided 
slowly as she ran her hand through Lauren's hair. Lauren 
raised her head and rested it on Nikki's lap, allowing a 
tide of tears to trickle onto her skirt.

"The little shit put gum in my knickers, it's everywhere!" 
moaned Lauren. Nikki looked down to Lauren's skirt and 
couldn't see anything. "I can't get my knickers off because 
of the stupid gum. That cow is going to die for this." 
screamed Lauren. Nikki had never seen her so angry, and 
maintained a look of grave concern on her face. Inwardly, 
she thought it was a clever prank that she would have to 
remember.

"What are you going to do? You'll have to get cleaned up 
somehow. 

How much is there?" said Nikki hoping to get a rational 
answer.

"How much can she get in her fat mouth? It's the size of 
the goddamn Eiger!" shouted Lauren. And with that, the 
clouds lifted and the tears slowly subsided to a drizzle - 
at least enough for Lauren to look up at Nikki and smile.

"Is it really everywhere? I mean, is it on your blouse and 
skirt as well?."

"No, I don't think so" said Lauren as she looked down at 
her clothes. 

"I hate that fat bitch! I really, really hate her!"

"OK, so take off your other clothes before it gets on them 
as well. 

Then we'll think about your knickers."

Lauren was suprised by Nikki's authoritative tone and the 
assumption that this was going to be a joint venture. 
However, there was some logic to what she said and there 
was nothing new in being half dressed in front of Nikki. 

Lauren sat up on the bed and undid the buttons on her 
blouse and let it fall, making no attempt to cover her 
naked breasts from the gaze of Nikki who remained sitting 
on the edge of the bed. As she sniffed loudly, she knelt on 
the bed and unzipped her skirt, rolling onto her back so 
she could get it down her legs and off. She then sat up 
again with her legs curled under her and looked at Nikki.

"Now what, then?"

"I don't know, let's have a look. Stand up" said Nikki, as 
she sat with both legs over the side of the bed with Lauren 
between her knees. Nikki took hold of the elastic waistband 
of her little friend's knickers and slowly pulled down. 

Whining sounds and the look on Lauren's face confirmed that 
the gum had well and truly stuck to her knickers and the 
small patch of pubic hair just above her pussy. Nikki 
looked up at Lauren knowingly.

"We'll have to cut the material off, then get rid of the 
gum with a razor. Let's go to the bathroom, there must be 
something there that your Dad uses" said Nikki, getting up 
off the bed.

"Are you crazy? cried Lauren in astonishment. She shook her 
head and looked down at Nikki, thinking hard about the 
suggestion. Again, there was logic in the idea, but having 
someone, even Nikki, so close to her pussy, not just 
touching, smelling and probing but being able to see inside 
and change the appearance of her most personal and private 
place was the most outrageous proposal.

Lauren thought quickly, hoping that there was a more 
palatable solution to her dilemma. Eventually, Nikki's 
obvious care and concern for her friend persuaded Lauren 
that on balance, she should agree - at least until it 
became too embarrassing. As she arrived at the conclusion, 
a genuine warmth was born inside Lauren for her friend, and 
she looked on her with a new degree of friendship. The 
image of schoolgirl chum and giggling little classmate 
diminished as one of companion and fellow teenager of the 
world took its place. Lauren wanted to hug Nikki, but chose 
to refrain, at least until this was over.

"Any better ideas? Perhaps your Mum could do it, or maybe 
your Dad?" joked Nikki, taking her hand as she moved 
towards the bathroom. "Come on, I've used a razor before on 
my armpits, it's no sweat" said Nikki, confidently marching 
out of the room. Lauren followed reluctantly, pleased to 
have had the decision made for her but apprehensive about 
Nikki's ability with a razor. "Where do you keep the 
scissors, and what about your Dad's shaving cream?"

"The scissors will be in the kitchen" replied Lauren as she 
reached the top of the stairs. "I'll get them and bring the 
coffee up. My Dad uses an electric razor so he doesn't have 
shaving cream, but I think he's got some razors for 
emergencies in the bathroom cabinet. Have a look"

"Lori, try and find some cream then down there" shouted 
Nikki as Lauren disappeared down the stairs and into the 
kitchen.

Lauren had to search a couple of drawers before she found 
the large blue scissors that were kept for domestic use. 

She remembered there were some nail scissors in the 
bathroom if they needed them as well. Lauren took two cups 
off the hooks under the cupboard and switched the kettle on 
again to make coffee. The chewing gum was beginning to hurt 
now, and was no doubt responsible for the itch between her 
legs. Lauren sat on one of the kitchen bar stools while 
waiting for the kettle to boil, one foot dangling towards 
the floor while the other was pulled up onto the chair, 
giving her a good view of the problem area and some room to 
scratch. She leaned back onto the kitchen worktop and 
rubbed her vagina with her hand through her knickers, 
trying to reduce the itching. She concluded after a minute 
or two that it was only rubbing the gum deeper into her 
pubic hair, so she crossed her legs tightly and tried to 
forget about it. She ran her hands over her breasts, 
feeling the tightness of the young nipples that perked up 
in response to her attention. She smiled naughtily as she 
ran her finger lightly around each breast, noting the warm 
feeling inside as she massaged the little mounds.

She hadn't really thought about wandering around the 
kitchen in just her knickers in broad daylight. She glanced 
out into the back garden to confirm that nobody was there, 
and looked through the backdoor window. She wondered if she 
had seen a curtain move in the Renzer's house, but there 
was certainly nobody was there now. That would have given 
the neighbours something to talk about, seeing a teenage 
girl with only her knickers and socks on in the kitchen 
apparently playing with herself. She hoped to see the 
children next door, Rebecca and Stefan, during the summer 
holidays because they had a pool in their garden which she 
had enjoyed when the previous owners lived there last year. 

Mum and Dad kept saying that they should make an effort to 
get to know the neighbours once they have settled in.
Lauren opened the fridge and took out a can of pressurized 
cream just as the kettle clicked off. She returned to the 
bathroom with two cups of coffee, the scissors and the cold 
can of cream to find Nikki sitting on the edge of the bath. 

She had placed a towel on the woodwork that surrounded the 
half-full basin, and had obviously found two or three 
disposable razors as they were floating aimlessly waiting 
for action. 

Nikki directed Lauren to sit up next to the basin, and 
positioned her so that her right leg dangled over the edge, 
and the other (after some experimentation) was pulled up 
onto the woodwork, much like the position she had adopted 
in the kitchen earlier. Nikki took the scissors, and after 
exchanging glances, cut the material at its thinnest points 
at her hips, allowing the underwear to fly apart, leaving a 
small heap of cloth in Lauren's lap. 

"I hate her, you know. I'm going to get her back for this!" 
said Lauren, the words hissing between her clenched teeth.
It was now easy to see the way that the gum had adhered to 
the inside of her knickers and her dusky pubic hair. 

Tugging gently at the material, Nikki was able to pull 
another inch away from Lauren's vagina before Lauren's hand 
on her shoulder told her that this was becoming too painful 
for her friend.

"OK, I think we'll have to cut from here" said Nikki, 
snipping off the material below her pussy that wasn't stuck 
too badly. This left a small patch of white cloth between 
Nikki and the very center of Lauren's sex, giving Nikki a 
close-up view of the rising mound of her vagina. Nikki 
looked closely, and noticed the little valley between her 
pussy lips through the material. If Nikki had really looked 
even more closely, she would have seen a small damp spot 
towards the bottom of the cloth, confirming that while 
Lauren had superficial control of her emotions, other 
forces inside her had a different agenda. Nikki inhaled the 
sweet stickiness of the chewing gum wafting up from her 
warm pussy until she realised that she had been staring at 
her friends pubic area without doing anything for rather 
too long. She was about the take hold of the material when 
Lauren tilted Nikki's face upwards to look at her, pushing 
back her friends hair out of her sweet face and behind her 
ear in the gentlest of manners.

"Be careful. I don't .. " Lauren trailed off. She didn't 
know if she wanted to make light of the situation with a 
joke or say thank you for being here to help or whatever. 

Nikki stood up straight and leaning forward, kissed Lauren 
lightly on the forehead. Nikki smiled and crouched back 
down to resume her work. She rested her left arm on top of 
Lauren's leg so that she could hold the cloth and scissors 
without tiring too much. Starting at the top, she pulled 
gently at the cloth, snipping between her knickers and 
Lauren's skin, releasing a little each time. After a few 
seconds, Nikki could clearly see that Lauren's pussy had 
opened to reveal the pink folds of her inner lips with the 
hood of her clitoris standing slightly proud above her 
young virgin tunnel. 

After a couple more cuts about half of the material had 
been removed, and Nikki was well aware of the young dusky 
scent coming from between Lauren's legs. Whether this was 
as a result of her escapade in the showers, or their 
discussions about the problem page, or Nikki's tale of the 
erotic video or Nikki's ministrations or even a culmination 
of all was hard to tell. However, Nikki was quite sure that 
Lauren was aware of the view she presented to her friend, 
and decided that she would make this experience one of the 
utmost pleasure, making up for the discomfort and 
embarrassment that she had been forced to suffer that 
afternoon. Nikki moved her left hand down so that her 
fingers moved over Lauren's clitoris and into the ever-
widening valley between her moist lips. She kept her 
fingers there while pretending to attack a particularly 
stubborn lump of gum. Lauren stiffened noticeably, 
involuntarily increasing her grip on Nikki's shoulder. 

Nikki quickly decided that there was still some work to be 
done, and that sitting up there beside the bathroom sink 
was not the place for a girl's first orgasm. Snipping more 
quickly now, she moved her hands back to the cloth and had 
the whole piece off within a minute.

"There, that wasn't too bad, was it? Now I'll get rid of 
the rest and you'll be back to normal. Coffee time, I 
think," said Nikki, offering one of the mugs to Lauren. 

They drank in silence, remaining in their respective 
positions. Lauren noticed that she could clearly see 
Nikki's nipples through her school blouse, and was 
convinced that she had not seen them in such an aroused 
state since they had both played with each other's breasts 
last summer. The thought vanished from her mind as Nikki 
started to shake up the can of pasteurised cream. Nikki 
squirted a little onto her hand and rubbed the cream over 
the patch of stubble above Lauren's vagina, noticing to her 
satisfaction that her state of arousal had reduced while 
they had coffee. 

"Hey, that's cold!"

With a smile, Nikki used the tips of her fingers to massage 
the cream over Lauren's pussy lips and down towards her 
anus, bringing her fingers back again between her pussy 
lips and up to Lauren's mouth.

"Have a taste" said Nikki, enticing Lauren with a 
mischievous smile.

Lauren's tongue slowly curved up as she lowered her head 
towards the cream-covered hand and licked Nikki's middle 
finger, from the bottom to the top, to the bottom, and then 
all around as she took it in her mouth. Once the finger was 
cleaned of cream, Lauren leaned back on the medicine 
cabinet and giggled in an almost drunken fashion.
"Oh God, this is so ...." She smiled, her head inclined 
slightly to the right as she looked at Nikki through half 
open eyes.

Nikki sprayed a little more cream and administered it to 
the stubble again. Taking one of the razors from the sink 
in her right hand, she checked Lauren's posture. She was 
still sitting approximately how she had been earlier, but 
Nikki pushed her left foot tightly in against her bottom to 
make sure that she had the best possible access to her 
vagina and the patch of cream that seemed to have covered 
much more skin than necessary. Lauren's right leg continued 
to dangle over the edge of the surface, while she propped 
herself up with her right hand, and again placed her left 
hand on Nikki's shoulder.

With a cautious sweep from left to right, she removed a 
swathe of cream and a little of the stubble. Lauren was 
pleased to note a number of things, namely that she still 
had two legs, she hadn't screamed and that the razor seemed 
to have cut through cleanly. 

Nikki continued for a couple more strokes until the 
majority of the upper stubble had been removed. She rinsed 
the razor in the basin and stood up to survey the scene. It 
looked as one would have expected. There was a very young 
girl with a happy face, beautiful breasts, sitting by the 
sink, legs apart with her vagina covered in dairy cream. 

Nikki saw Lauren looking down at the area where her pubic 
hair had been, and noted the sweet face with such a look of 
innocence in her eyes. The little mound of cream over the 
entrance to her vagina looked so inviting, and Nikki felt 
her own body trembling slightly as Lauren again ran a 
finger through the cream and tasted it with her tongue. She 
would have loved to do the same, but there first came a 
real test of dexterity where she had to shave the tiny 
amount of hair that usually covered the upper reaches of 
her young pussy.

Changing razors, she bent down and pulled Lauren's left 
pussy lip across her moist tunnel entrance using the thumb 
and forefinger of her left hand at the bottom and top. 

Slowly, she ran the razor down shaving the lip and turning 
it at the bottom, shaved her inner leg. She repeated the 
process for the other lip. Taking a flannel, she rang out 
the warm water and very gently placed it over Lauren's 
vagina.

"Hold that in place. Go and lie on you bed and I'll finish 
it off and clean you up," she said, watching Lauren's 
little bottom wiggle as she left the room. Nikki took a 
towel and placed it on the worktop. She opened the medicine 
cabinet and helped herself to some small scissors and a 
bottle of Baby Oil, wrapping them in the towel. She went 
quickly next door to the toilet, and lifting her skirt, 
pulled down her knickers and sat on the toilet. Looking 
down, she could see a large damp patch in the gusset, 
evidence of her afternoon of fun. She took the Baby Oil and 
dispensed the smallest amount onto her fingers, guiding 
them to her pussy and around her clitoris. She wiped 
her fingers on the toilet roll, flushed the toilet and left 
with her toys.

She found Lauren lying face up on her bed wearing a new 
blouse although she had not bothered to fasten the buttons. 
The fading sunlight of the early evening flooded the room, 
causing Lauren's tan to be contrasted even more strongly by 
the whiteness of her blouse. Her small breasts caused the 
material to rise slightly either side, and her left nipple 
was just visible underneath the fabric. Her legs stretched 
to the end of the bed, with her hairless pubic mound 
between them beckoning invitingly. Lauren's head was 
inclined towards the door, her lips were parted in the 
beginnings of a smile and her eyes looked longingly at her 
best friend. Nikki placed her towel on the bed and sat on 
the side as she had done less than an hour ago, facing 
Lauren. Glancing at her bedside table, Nikki was pleased to 
see that her small torch was as usual resting on a shelf.

"I'm going to make sure that all the little bits have gone, 
then I think we had better make sure that when I put your 
knickers back on they won't irritate you," said Nikki, 
glancing up and down Lauren's body. Her gaze rested on the 
hairless vagina of her friend, and moving Lauren's legs 
across to the far side of the bed, indicated that she 
wanted to lie down alongside her to get a closer view. 

Lauren lifted her bottom off the bed, pushing her pubic 
mound way into the air (and much higher than necessary) and 
then let herself down again, giving Nikki enough room to 
join her on the bed. She guessed correctly that Lauren's 
sole purpose for the rest of the evening was to reach 
orgasm - a desire that was growing into an obsession as 
evidenced by the natural parting of her outer lips and the 
display of her pretty pinkness. A copious quantity of 
lubrication had already seeped out of her pussy, glistening 
in the evening sun.

Taking the torch, Nikki bent Lauren's legs and pulled her 
knees apart. She flicked the switch on the torch, took hold 
of the small scissors and positioned her head between 
Lauren's legs so that Lauren had to put her right leg over 
Nikki's shoulder. She trained the torch on her newly shaved 
pussy, noting that in fact she had done a remarkably good 
job. There was no chewing gum to be seen, but she had 
missed some small hairs above Lauren's clitoris, which were 
easily accessible thanks to her aroused state. Moving 
Lauren's right outer lip to the side, she gently snipped a 
couple of hairs, making a few little noises to ensure that 
Lauren appreciated the effort involved while preparing her 
for the stimulation that she was about to receive. 

"There are some tiny bits of gum that we ought to get rid 
of if possible. Hang on, I'll see what I can do" lied 
Nikki, putting the scissors out of the way. 

Very lightly, and very slowly, she ran her middle finger 
along the outside of her labia, caressing gently her inner 
thighs, teasing with the suggestion of more intimate 
caresses to follow. Down the right hand side and up the 
left, then around the bottom. Nikki repeated the movement a 
number of times, until she was both convinced that Lauren's 
orgasm was gathering momentum and that Lauren realised that 
this was pure sexual arousal rather than anything to do 
with the gum anymore.

Lauren indeed understood what was happening, and her senses 
focused on the light touch of Nikki's young fingers as she 
caressed the smooth skin of her inner thighs. Her vagina 
felt heavenly as she anticipated that longed for touch 
between her legs. The fingers drifted slowly closer, moving 
from her thighs to just above her clitoris, moving so 
gently around the outside of her pussy as Nikki teased, 
aroused and excited her, promising to touch her very centre 
in a way that nobody had ever touched her before. Lauren 
thought she would scream any minute as her need to feel 
Nikki's fingers on her swollen clitoris overtook all 
rationality she may have possessed. She moved her whole 
body forward to engage her fingers only to sense Nikki 
move out of the way, prolonging her foreplay as she began 
to tremble slightly, her legs wobbling as her stomach 
fluttered delightfully. Nikki watched as Lauren raised her 
legs, desperate for deeper stimulation as she pulled her 
knees towards her chest.

Nikki reached beside Lauren for the Baby Oil and flipped 
the cap. She let a small quantity drop onto the fingers of 
her right hand. Resuming her position, she pulled the hood 
of her clitoris up and exposed the little bud in all its 
splendor. She allowed a drop to fall over it and again, 
delicately, massaged all around it. Taking a few more 
drops, Nikki ensured that both inner lips were coated in 
the magic potion causing them to glint in the torch light. 

Slowly, but absolutely surely by now, Nikki inserted her 
index finger between the folds of skin into her vagina, 
causing Lauren's legs to tremble once again and move 
together. She withdrew her finger and again returned to 
massaging her, waiting to discover whether this was either 
a shock or a moment of intense pleasure. 

"Nik, something's.....God, I feel so trembly..."

Nikki discovered a small, young hand exploring the area 
just above her own knee. Nikki bent her right leg, allowing 
instant access to the knickers inside her open skirt. She 
took the wandering hand and pulled it gently up, allowing 
Lauren to feel the wetness from her vagina, and run a 
finger between her own labia to give a sense of her 
arousal. Shortly, she kissed Lauren above her pussy and 
slid her legs around so that she was sitting facing Lauren, 
directly between her legs and out of the reach of Lauren.

Nikki reached over Lauren's head, took a pillow and placed 
it doubled up under Lauren's bottom. This extra-exposed 
view afforded all the access she needed. Lubricating her 
right hand again, she placed her left hand on the top of 
Lauren's pubic mound, and gently, slowly, inserted two oil-
covered fingers into the depths of Lauren's pussy, this 
time pushing firmly all the way until her little finger lay 
along the hot sweet valley of Lauren's young pussy. Lauren 
let out a gargled groan as new sensations flooded her body, 
registering the two fingers exploring deep inside her 
pussy. Nikki was convinced that Lauren needed very little 
artificial lubrication, given the thick, slick tunnel that 
she had encountered. With all the thoughtfulness of the 
caring child that she was, she allowed Lauren to grow 
accustomed to the sensations between her legs, before 
pushing slightly harder into her, increasing the rate of 
stroking with her fingers as she employed her other hand 
over her engorged clitoris. Nikki marveled at the tightness 
of her pussy, and the grip on her fingers on every stroke, 
which coincided with a now regular moan from Lauren. 

Slowly, she withdrew her slippery fingers and took a 
swollen outer lip between her thumb and finger, running up 
and down the length of it. She swapped to the other lip, 
gently squeezing as Lauren twitched on her bed.

Looking up at Lauren, she saw her running the palms of her 
hands over her breasts, tweaking the nipples occasionally 
and massaging the small cones in fevered activity. Her face 
was contorted seemingly in pain, possibly because she felt 
she might not achieve orgasm, but hopefully because the 
feeling of lust and sexual abandon had now swept away her 
modesty, inhibitions and reserve in a tide of unbridled 
desire for release. Nikki slipped two fingers back inside 
her young friend as they both reveled in the new 
experience. Nikki took a good look at Lauren's vagina, the 
position of her little brown hole, and the secret folds of 
skin that were now fully exposed to her view.

Lauren raised her bottom in time with Nikki, and although 
the syncronisation was (as to be expected from two young 
schoolgirls for the first time) less than perfect, the 
effect when they did connect served to provide deep 
penetration inside Lauren's pussy. Nikki looked down at her 
fingers moving quickly in and out of her friend, and parted 
her own legs in sympathy for her own pent-up desires. She 
felt the walls of Lauren's vagina suddenly relax and then 
contract just as Lauren screwed up her eyes and brought her 
hands from her breasts down in between her legs to rest the 
palms of her hands either side of her virgin pussy. Lauren 
grabbed her feet and pulled them wide and back above her 
body, in the process giving Nikki maximum room to 
administer her therapy.

Lauren's thrusting was curtailed by her position, but her 
whimpering gave Nikki the timing cue she needed, 
understanding from her own efforts how close her friend 
must be at that moment. Deciding to take her the rest of 
the way, she increased the depth and rate of her finger 
fucking, turning her fingers on the way in and out to 
stimulate every conceivable surface inside her beautiful 
friend. 

"Oh, Jeeze!..... Something's going to happen!" panted 
Lauren, a look of shock across her sweaty face.

She bucked violently on top of the pillow, pushing herself 
high off the bed, maximising the power of the thrusting 
fingers that penetrated her. Sensing the final hill, Nikki 
pushed deep into her and put her free hand underneath her 
bottom, grabbing her cheeks while she maintained her rate 
of finger fucking, pushing hard on each down stroke to 
enter as far as possible. Lauren started to say something, 
but no words followed, even though Nikki could see she was 
trying to speak. Her orgasm engulfed her as she felt the 
walls of her vagina pulsing and gripping the fingers 
rhythmically at first, giving way to random seizures of 
pleasure in sympathy with contractions of her vagina. After 
what seemed like eternity, Lauren exhaled loudly and took 
in a deep breath, releasing her vice-like grip on her feet 
and allowing her knees to bend slightly into a more relaxed 
position.

Nikki slowly removed her fingers, and helped Lauren to 
lower her legs onto the bed. She then pushed Lauren onto 
her side and arranged her in a fetal position. Laying now 
the correct way on the bed, she maneuvered herself 
alongside and put her right arm around her waist. Nikki 
kissed the back of her head and pulled Lauren tightly to 
her, cupping her right breast. A feint smile passed across 
Lauren's lips as she drifted into the arms of Morpheus.

Chapter 4

It was over an hour before Lauren woke up, finding Nikki 
still cuddling her and breathing gently. She carefully 
moved her arm, and slid off the bed. From a drawer she took 
a pair of knickers and slowly pulled them up and into 
place. She was relieved to discover that there was no 
particular pain or chaffing as she could have expected. She 
buttoned up her blouse, picked up her skirt off the floor 
and made her way to the bathroom. Nikki had evidently 
cleaned up before they went into the bedroom as it was 
perfectly neat and tidy. Lauren was aware that while she 
could feel her now hairless pussy, she really wanted to 
know what it looked like. The bathroom afforded no means of 
discovery, and so she padded out down the passageway into 
her parents room.

The largest bedroom was also the brightest, and even in the 
late evening sun was bright enough for her purposes without 
switching on the light. Lauren walked across to the 
wardrobe and looked at her image in the big mirror that 
covered one of the doors. As she parted her legs she 
concluded that superficially there was no difference in her 
appearance. She watched her right hand move across her 
stomach and down between her legs, searching for any new 
feelings or sensations that might be found as a result of 
her misfortunes. Lauren considered that she was very lucky 
to have been able to get rid of the gum so quickly, but 
even as this thought passed through her mind, her attention 
was grabbed forcefully by the `apres-shave' that had taken 
place with Nikki. There was definitely, in her mind, some 
rationalisation that was required with respect to their 
love-making.

While for someone ten years older the act of masturbating 
with a friend would have been a major turning point in that 
persons life, Lauren had no such considerations. She knew 
that other school friends were doing something similar, and 
moreover, there was no long-term agenda attached to their 
playing. And so her feelings towards Nikki were separated 
from the afternoon activities they had enjoyed and Lauren 
felt inwardly reassured that she was simply growing up 
rather than embarking on a course into dangerous territory.

Lauren put her thumbs into the sides of her knickers and 
pulled them down. She kicked them over into the corner of 
the room, and sat down in front of the mirror. Sunlight 
streamed through the window, illuminating her legs and 
providing her with a perfect opportunity to view Nikki's 
efforts. She bent her legs and parting them to expose her 
vagina, put her feet up against the mirror and leaned back 
on her left hand. Strangely, the first thing that Lauren 
noticed was that she had a freckle just above her clitoris. 
She rubbed her thumb over it and proved to herself that it 
was real. Looking at the view in its entirety caused her to 
grin widely. What a fabulous sight she thought, noting that 
yet again, her pink inner lips were pushing their way out 
allowing a view of the inverted V of the hood over her 
clitoris. Lauren noted that there was probably some of the 
Baby Oil inside her as it glistened still in the sunlight. 

As she ran her finger over her inner lips, she quickly 
gasped. Lauren realised that she was a little tender.
Lauren dressed and went back into her own bedroom to find 
Nikki still asleep, but now curled up tightly facing away 
from her. She put her hand on her thigh and gave her a 
little shake. Nikki stirred, and rolled over onto her back. 

Lauren didn't bother to move her hand, which was now in 
between Nikki's legs. Nikki slowly opened her eyes and 
smiled at Lauren. She followed Lauren downstairs into the 
kitchen, noting that it was now seven o'clock.

"What are you doing tomorrow evening?" asked Nikki as she 
took plates from the cupboard. Lauren was reading the 
instructions on the microwave packet for their meal that 
she had taken from the freezer.

"Don't know, nothing much. I expect I'll talk to Mike and 
find out what he's been doing. After all, I only see him 
when he comes home for the school holidays, and we had 
quite a good laugh last time he was here at Easter." Lauren 
remembered that they had exchanged confidences about their 
loves (he had many, and Lauren had none) and Lauren had 
felt that at last she could now talk to Mike without him 
treating her like his baby sister. Lauren was also pretty 
sure that Nikki had designs on her brother after the looks 
that passed between them the day they met. As Lauren 
mentally ran through her Friday schedule, it suddenly 
dawned on her.

"Oh Shit, I've got that doctor's check-thing!" squealed 
Lauren, frozen to the spot.

"So what, we've all got to have them" replied Nikki. Half 
the class had already visited the local clinic for their 
pre-teen well-woman checkup which had been mandated as part 
of the area's health policy.

"Yeah, but how do I explain what's happened down here?" 
said Lauren, pointing to her skirt.

"Relax, just say you are on the swim team, or gymnastics or 
something. That's what Elena did!" offered Nikki in a tone 
that assumed there was nothing left to discuss.

"How do you know she said that? I didn't hear about it. Do 
you think they will believe me?" 

"Of course. And what if they don't, they can't do anything, 
can they?" answered Nikki as she laid the table, clearly 
amused at Lauren's concern about her unavoidable denouement 
at the hands of the local doctor.

Lauren silently ran through the possible scenarios and her 
responses to awkward questions. She decided that if asked 
she would say that she was on the swim team and leave it at 
that. Dismissing further thoughts from her mind, she served 
the meal and the two girls sat down to eat. There was no 
mention about their previous intimacy, and the main topic 
of conversation concerned Lauren's forthcoming day as 
bridesmaid to the girl who used to be the household baby-
sitter, Anne Marie. They discussed dresses and styles, and 
eventually determined that it was worth a visit to 
Interlaken to choose a suitable pattern. The dress itself 
would be made by a friend of Lauren's mother, Kristal.

After the meal Nikki asked if she could be excused the 
washing up and leave for her house. Lauren was happy to let 
her friend off the chores and the two girls hugged each 
other on the doorstep. Lauren lightly kissed Nikki on the 
forehead and whispered `Thank You' as they parted.

Her kitchen duties only took a few minutes, and Lauren then 
went back upstairs into her bedroom with her mother's 
magazine to prepare for a bath. Stripping off all her 
clothes she raised her hands above her head and stretched. 
In the bathroom, she ran the water and added some essence 
to provide a soothing scent and a great deal of bubbles. 
She lay down in the water for a few minutes, relaxing with 
her eyes closed and running through the evenings events. 

There were aspects of their intimacy that she found very 
suprising, not least that she had allowed it to happen, but 
secondly that she had enjoyed it so much. The warm water, 
bubbles and her thoughts all served to content her to the 
point that if she had been a cat, she would have purred 
loudly.

Stirring from her reverie, she opened the magazine and 
continued to read about the problems that afflicted, it 
seemed, every reader of the publication. Of particular 
interest was the article from a woman who complained about 
the taste of her husbands cum, and her nervousness about 
allowing him to come in her mouth. The article explained 
that the husband came all over her face, hair and breasts, 
which was not a problem. But for Lauren, this was a 
revelation in that she had heard that boys produced a lot 
of sticky stuff when they orgasmed, but she was unaware 
that it could be so much. She also gleaned from the story 
the methods the woman used to bring her husband to climax 
and the most sensitive areas of his cock. Her thoughts 
drifted back to Mike, and she wondered if he had had sex 
with any girl since they last spoke. He had confided last 
time that a girl in the same town as his school had played 
with his cock but she hadn't asked about whether he had 
orgasmed. She would have to find out.

Lauren knelt in the bath, and with the soap, cleaned her 
stomach and between her legs. Her soapy hands roamed over 
the little mounds of her bottom, running between her cheeks 
and, as she parted her legs as far as the bath would allow, 
she introduced her little anus to the pleasures of a soapy 
finger. She was so surprised by the effect to the point of 
being shocked as to why she had never really experimented 
before with her bottom. Gradually, and with a finger 
renewed with soap, she slowly pushed her finger into the 
crinkled little hole. The completely new sensation was 
tempered by a feeling of acting dirty and improperly. 

However, it was clear which emotion gained the upper hand 
as Lauren stood in the bath and, holding onto the medicine 
cabinet with her left hand, she placed her left leg on the 
side of the bath.

The view between her legs would have been stunning to 
anyone who walked in at the time, the cheeks of her little 
bottom separated by the position of her legs, and her 
shaved pussy lips parted to reveal not just her inner folds 
but a wonderful view inside her as her whole tunnel opened 
as though begging for attention. Her clitoris stood proudly 
out from underneath its normally protective hood as her 
fingers slid underneath her, over her stomach and felt that 
total lack of hair between her legs. Taking the soap, 
Lauren explored every possible source for new feelings and 
sensations, again coming to rest at her anus. She dropped 
the soap into the bath and massaged the hole, probing 
slowly but further and further, deeper and deeper until she 
was sure that she was not doing herself any damage. The 
feeling of guilt subsided into one of pleasure, not as 
intense as that produced by Nikki, but nonetheless very 
satisfying. After a couple of minutes, she made her mind up 
that she would bring herself to orgasm, and so she let half 
the water out of the bath and sat down again just in case 
she fell over.

The room was warm as she leant her head against the towel 
she had placed at the end of the bath. Her fingers again 
found her clitoris and ran around the delicate little bud 
in slow, light circles. Her legs involuntarily parted to 
accommodate her attention, and she felt her anus more 
forcefully now, a warm glow emanating from her newly 
discovered source of fun. Lauren really wanted to use both 
hands, so she moved the towel to the side of the bath and 
turned to face the wall, causing her to squash up into the 
width of the tub. But now she could rub her clitoris with 
the fingers of her left hand while pushing firmly into her 
bottom with her other hand.

Her legs were straight, stretched pointing to the ends of 
the bath, and her head was right back on the towel so she 
would have had a view of the ceiling if she had opened her 
eyes. Instead, she had visions of Nikki and Mike, 
alternately, as she fantasised and masturbated wildly. She 
felt the signs of her orgasm approaching as her stomach 
muscles tightened and her face screwed up. Her finger was 
now simply pushed as far as it would go into her anus, 
while her left hand continued to flash across her clitoris 
and now and then her fingers would disappear into her 
pussy, only to re-emerge with a slight slurping noise, 
covered in thick secretions, to return to their duty. 

Her fantasy finally conjured up a picture of Mike coming 
over Lauren and Nikki's naked breasts as they both had 
their hands on his enormous cock. As the orgasm reached 
her, she had the presence of mind to keep quiet just in 
case anyone had come home without her knowing, but the 
sound she might have made with her open mouth was exchanged 
for a violent movement of her head in time with a final 
push into her anus with her finger. She lunged forward and 
back against the bath, hitting her head on the side covered 
with the towel as she grunted. Although she was dimly aware 
that she had banged her head, she was not going to stop as 
the waves of pleasure took command. She stopped rubbing her 
clitoris to roughly place her hand over her pubic mound as 
though to grab it all and squeeze it together. Her leg 
muscles ached badly, but there was a rapidly increasing 
warmth as her body spasmed in the throes of ecstasy for 
almost a minute. As they subsided, she slowly pulled her 
finger out of her anus, causing another wave of pleasure to 
ripple though her as beads of sweat formed into rivulets 
and trickled down her face.

Eventually, she turned and stretched out fully in the 
remainder of the water, soaking up the last of the magic, 
eyes closed again. For almost ten minutes she remained 
motionless in the water, as waves of pleasure subsided and 
a feeling of calm and contentment carried her to a lofty 
plateau of peace and tranquillity. At last she returned to 
reality and stepped carefully out of the bath, noting that 
she felt a little light-headed as she wrapped the towel 
around her shoulders. She saw in the mirror that her hair 
was matted and feeling the ends confirmed that it needed 
drying. As she explored her hair, she encountered the bump 
she had sustained, and marveled not at the slight pain to 
her touch but at the energy released during her orgasm. 
Lauren wondered if everyone felt the same way during sex 
and decided she would probably never know.

She dried her hair and let the hot air stream play across 
her breasts, legs and over her pubic mound. It tickled 
slightly and she stopped when she realised that it was 
making her too dry between her legs. 

Taking a little Baby Oil, she remedied the situation by 
rubbing the tiniest of amounts onto her pussy lips. 
Noticing that she was, yet again, becoming aroused, she 
stopped and after clearing up, went into her bedroom with a 
feeling that she was becoming a slave to her sexual 
desires. While this was not strictly true, it was hard for 
her to feel any other way given that today she had had the 
first orgasm of her life, followed by another, all in the 
space of a few hours. So Lauren arrived at the conclusion 
that she was in an experimental stage and there was no harm 
in finding out as much as she could, especially as everyone 
else was doing the same. It was therefore with some 
satisfaction that she pulled on only a T-Shirt that barely 
covered her bottom, and went downstairs whistling a tune.

Lauren made sure that the plates were put back in the 
cupboards, and standing again on the bottom rung of the 
stool, she reached up and put away the dishes that they had 
used. As she stretched the true shape of her legs was 
displayed through the back door for anyone to see, along 
with a perfect view of the cheeks of her bottom and the 
delightful valley of her pussy.

Switching off the light, she passed the stairs and opened 
the door of the lounge. She checked that everything was in 
order, shut the door and went upstairs to bed. She would 
talk to her mother and Mike tomorrow and get an early 
night. Indeed, it was an early night, and probably she 
slept as soundly as she had ever done before, content in 
the knowledge that she was rapidly progressing from a 
giggly schoolgirl into a blossoming teenager.


Chapter 5

Friday 10th July

Lauren woke at 7 o'clock, switched off her alarm and went 
through her daily routine of preparing for school. Over 
breakfast, she mentioned the visit to the doctors and said 
she would be a little late that evening. Her mother fully 
agreed with the medical program that was available and 
wished it had been introduced while she was Lauren's age.

School was uneventful that Friday, with the exception of 
the dinner queue, when Nikki pinched her bottom and grinned 
mischievously as usual at her. Unspoken words were 
exchanged that served to cement the bond between the two 
girls and confirm that their intimacy the previous evening 
was neither forgotten nor was it likely to be an isolated 
event.

After school, Lauren made her way past the Bus Stop and on 
down the hill towards the doctor's surgery. The cobbled 
little streets that led off the main road through Andleburg 
echoed as she strode along the narrow pavement. Away from 
the traffic, she could hear the voices of children playing 
in the courtyards behind the front doors of the apartment 
buildings. Cafes and delicatessens along the road offered 
traditional Swiss food until late at night, their aroma 
mingling in the afternoon air. Old men sat outside, sipping 
beer as they played dominoes or simply watched the world go 
by, the distinctive smell of Gauloise hanging in the air as 
the occasional dog ferreted around underneath the tables. 

Lauren hurried along, walking quickly, anxious to get the 
medical examination over as quickly as possible.

She entered, confirmed her name with the young receptionist 
and, moving the copy of Bild off so that she could sit 
down, took a seat in the corner, concerned that she was the 
only schoolgirl in the reception area. She clasped her 
hands tightly together over her crossed legs, well aware 
that she not only hated the doctors but that nobody (with 
the exception of Nikki now) had seen her most private parts 
(except in the showers), for many years. She had seen Dr. 
Bonner about two years ago for a throat infection, but 
apart from that, nothing. And so it was with some 
trepidation that she entered his room when he called her 
name.

The doctor's office was white. Everywhere. Even his desk in 
the corner was white. A bed ran along the length of the 
office on the other side, above which was a light and some 
tubes which Lauren had never seen before. There was an eye 
chart next to the door and a big poster of the blood 
system. Food and diet information alongside the poster 
completed the decorations on the walls. Dr. Bonner was 
probably 60 years old and had a great shock of Einstein-
like white hair. Lauren did note however that his shoes 
were brown as she nervously looked at the floor.
"Hi Lauren, how are you today?" he asked, motioning to the 
seat next to his desk. He tapped a couple of keys on his 
terminal and read her medical history while nodding sagely 
at the screen.

"I'm fine. How are you?" responded Lauren, immediately 
thinking that that was a really stupid thing to have said.
"Oh, I'm very well" said Dr. Bonner, smiling broadly at 
her. "Now, we're going to make sure you're OK inside. Has 
anyone explained the importance of these little check-ups?"

Lauren said that the school had outlined the process some 
time ago and so the doctor launched into his standard 
speech about female well-being, the need for regular 
vigilance and the fact that there is nothing to worry 
about. He mentioned about the actual internal examination 
that he would do, that it was very quick and painless and 
completely confidential, as was everything in the surgery. 

Lauren relaxed slightly until she heard (again) about the 
internal examination, in much the same language as she had 
heard at school, but not with the same words as had been 
relayed around the playground. Dr. Bonner proceeded to take 
her blood pressure and satisfy himself that she had some. 

Lauren stared at her white socks and little blue skirt, 
feeling the pressure of the band around her arm as she 
heard him pump up the bulb and then let out the air.

"Good, so, when you're ready, take off everything including 
your knickers, and jump up onto the bed over here. You can 
leave just your skirt on if you like. We'll have a quick 
look and have you out of here in no time" said Dr. Bonner, 
standing up and making sure there was a sheet on the bed. 

Lauren obligingly turned away from the doctor and slipped 
off her knickers. She dropped them to the floor, kicking 
them once again when she noticed signs of the day's wear 
uppermost. She removed her blouse and bra and dumped them 
unceremoniously with her knickers before climbing onto the 
bed. With her legs firmly together, she let both her hands 
rest firmly over her skirt. Dr. Bonner took his position at 
her head and slowly moved the end of his stethoscope over 
her chest. The cold end made her jump slightly and the 
doctor apologised with a smile. It was clear to Lauren that 
he was finding the whole episode as difficult as she was.

"Hands behind your head, please. Any dizzy spells, or 
feelings of nausea? he asked, listening to her breathing.

"No, I don't think so" said Lauren, conscious of her racing 
heart.

"Any feelings of cramps in your tummy, burning sensations 
when you go to the toilet?" He pulled the stethoscope from 
his ears and proceeded to feel her breasts, circling around 
the little mounds. He brushed the slightly erect nipples 
with his fingers and felt around her armpits.

"No" said Lauren, watching his fingers wandering over her.

"What about here. Any pain from your nipples, or strange 
feelings from your breasts?" His fingers probed and kneaded 
around her stomach, descending slowly towards her skirt.

"Deep breath, please. And out again. That's fine, now shoot 
down to the end here and bring your knees up" he said as he 
moved round to the foot of the bed. He felt his way along 
her thighs, and parted her legs slightly as he probed 
closer to her sex. He brought up the stirrups, placed 
Lauren's legs into them and dropped away the end of the 
examination table. She had been maneuvered into the 
position so quickly that she had little time to react and 
therefore found it to be less distasteful that she had 
imagined. Her skirt still covered much of her pubic region, 
although as the doctor adjusted the stirrups further apart, 
her skirt rode silently up her thighs until Lauren felt 
sure that even though the doctor was standing, he could see 
every intimate part of her.

"Now, I'm going to open you up a little and take a quick 
swab. It might tickle a little," he said as he sat down 
again and trained the light in between her legs. Lauren 
suddenly remembered that she had recently lost her pubic 
hair and strained her head upwards to see if there was any 
expression of disgust on the doctor's face. He continued to 
nod and chatter to himself, and Lauren assumed that he had 
probably done this thousands of times and was bored seeing 
inside women. She certainly hoped so as she stared at the 
ceiling and braced herself for the intrusion.

Dr. Bonner had a view right up from Lauren's anus all the 
way to her head, with her skirt hiked up to reveal the 
whole of her pubic region. Her pussy lips were now slightly 
open in a very mild state of arousal. He moved closer to 
her thighs and pulled on a pair of latex gloves. First he 
spread her outer lips wide apart and touched all along 
them. He gently pushed the hood of Lauren's young clitoris 
back and forth before pushing it all the way up to fully 
expose her clit. Lauren jerked up involuntarily and 
squirmed under the touch.

"Does that hurt?" he asked.

"No, just a little, er you know" stuttered Lauren, thinking 
that of course it damn well affected her.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked, returning his fingers 
to the sweet valley of her vaginal lips and the little 
treasure beyond.

"No"

Taking a tube of KY Jelly, the doctor spread copious 
amounts around her lips, ensuring that there was sufficient 
at the entrance to her vagina to be taken by the speculum 
as it entered. 

"Have you ever felt any lumps or spots inside you?"

"Er, no."

"OK, now I'd like you to just relax while I take a sample. 
This will feel just like it does when you put your own 
fingers inside you. Do you do that?" he asked.

"Er, now and again, you know" said Lauren, blushing.

"That's OK, you'll find it quite pleasant, but keep your 
fingers clean, won't you. All girls your age experiment, 
you know" he said, presenting the KY-covered device to her 
entrance and pushing it gently into her.

"Ohh" she squealed as she felt it entering her. It's steely 
hardness caught her by surprise as she closed her eyes and 
held her breath. Her hands gripped the side of the bed 
tightly as the cold device plowed into her.

Turning it, he quickly opened the speculum and looked 
inside. Lauren was not enjoying the sensation of being 
examined, but in the back of her mind there was something 
about it that fascinated her, if only she could determine 
what it was. She felt the strangest contrast between the 
warmth of her insides and the coldness of the speculum, 
much like she had felt with Nikki had shaved her. Then it 
had been the incongruity of the slick razor and the warming 
feeling that had been born within her for Nikki. She smiled 
as she remembered that the two feelings had merged together 
later in her bedroom when she came with such force that she 
thought she might have wet herself. Lauren felt a stirring 
deep inside.

"That's it. All done!" he said, releasing the device after 
a minute and pulling it out of her. He took hold of a box 
of tissues and wiped her carefully, removing as much of the 
lubricant as possible from the swollen lips of her vagina. 
He took a second tissue and wiped the area from her vagina 
to her anus, ending with a swift circular motion around her 
little hole. He peered down closely at her anus.

"Ever have any swelling here, and spots or discomfort?" he 
asked, probing her hole with his gloved hand. He inserted 
his finger very slightly, and removed it, watching the 
muscles dilate.

"No, no problems at all" replied Lauren, now sure that she 
must be obviously aroused, especially after her thoughts 
about Nikki and the attention the doctor had paid to her 
pussy and bottom.

"That's good, you can jump down now and get dressed. Use 
more of the tissues if you need them," he said, removing 
his gloves and dropping them into the bin.

Lauren swung her legs over the examination table and jumped 
to the floor. Turning away from Dr. Bonner - who was now 
busy typing into his terminal - she wiped herself clean 
with the tissues as best she could. Lauren was more anxious 
to get her knickers back on rather than completely get rid 
of the remainder of the KY jelly from her vagina. She 
pulled her knickers up and sat back down on the chair next 
to his desk.

"Right Lauren, everything seems to be fine. We'll get the 
results back from the lab pretty soon, but there's no 
reason at all to believe that it will be anything except 
negative." He paused and looked back at the terminal. 

"Lauren, do you mind if I ask why you have removed the hair 
from your vagina?"

"Someone at school put chewing gum on it" she said 
immediately, abandoning the swim team excuse.

"You should be careful that you don't cut yourself, it's 
very difficult to do it yourself" said Dr. Bonner, 
indicating that he had seen such a problem before.

"Someone helped me" said Lauren and then added, quickly, "A 
girlfriend - she was very careful." Lauren looked at the 
doctor hoping for a smile or confirmation that this was 
acceptable.

"When you shave around your vagina you must use clean 
equipment - and throw it away if you can afterwards. Any 
dirt or rusty blades could cause a very serious infection 
which might affect you all your life. You should also be 
careful not to introduce germs from your anus into your 
vaginal area - it's easily done if you're not careful. 
And you shouldn't do it too often or you may make the area 
very sensitive. Apart from that, your friend seems to have 
done a very good job. You're lucky to have someone to help 
you out like that - it could be quite an embarrassing 
situation" 

"I know. She was so kind about it. I'll repay her somehow, 
sometime" said Lauren, somewhat lost in thought.

Flamboyantly pressing a key on his terminal, Dr. Bonner 
stood up and smiled.

"Treasure her, she sounds like an angel" he said, 
indicating the door.

Lauren left the doctors office and went out into the 
street. She was confused as to how she ended up telling him 
about Nikki and what they had done. But she also felt 
reassured and comforted by his kind words. She caught the 
usual bus back home and went indoors. During tea she 
confided in her mother about the doctors visit and 
confirmed that she had been given an internal examination. 

Her mother stated that she had to have one about once a 
year and didn't like them either. Lauren felt very pleased 
that she had been able to discuss such adult matters not 
only with the doctor but also with her mother. However, she 
didn't see any sense in mentioning to her the chewing gum 
episode.

Lauren watched television for about an hour, then went to 
her room to do her homework. At about 9 o'clock, she heard 
that Mike was staying at his school friend's house who 
happened to also live in the same area, so she had a quick 
wash and went to bed.

Chapter 6

Saturday 11th July

Nikki rang the doorbell to Lauren's house at precisely 10 
o'clock the next morning, to be greeted by Lauren's mother, 
who informed her that Lauren was not yet up, but Nikki was 
welcome to take a cup of coffee up to her and throw her out 
of bed. Obligingly, Nikki made a cup of coffee and went 
upstairs. Lauren was curled up in bed, facing the window 
with the curtains still drawn. Nikki placed the coffee on 
the bedside table and pulled the curtains open, allowing 
the day's sunlight to enter the room, and causing Lauren to 
stir.

"Hey, it's three o'clock in the afternoon - time to get up" 
shouted Nikki.

"Do what?" said Lauren, squinting in the light at her 
clock. "Stupid, it's only ten. What are we going to do 
today? Shall we go to town?" she asked, stretching so that 
she touched the wall above her bed.

"Don't know, is there anything you need to buy?" asked 
Nikki, sitting beside her.

"No, I'd like to see what Mike is doing. I haven't seen him 
yet, is he downstairs?" asked Lauren drinking her coffee.

"Lori!" shouted her mother from the stairs, "Do you want to 
go swimming today with Mike - he's going to the pool at 
about midday."

"I don't know. I'll have a think" shouted Lauren, and then 
to Nikki, "Well, that answers that, shall we go?"

"Yes, definitely, it'll be a laugh, and I like the pool, 
it's better than the one at my Dad's hotel."

"OK, we'll go too" shouted Lauren.

And so, eventually, Lauren got out of bed and went to the 
bathroom while Nikki sat and looked at Lauren's attempts at 
her homework. Lauren was quite a conscientious worker at 
times, even though her head seemed to be in the clouds for 
most of the day. Lauren returned, shut her bedroom door and 
pulled off her over-sized T-Shirt that she slept in to 
reveal her naked body. Nikki looked at her and grinned.

"Bet your brother finds you a turn-on" mocked Nikki.

"You're crazy, and anyway, your tits are bigger than mine. 
I know he fancies you from the way he looks at you," 
replied Lauren, facing Nikki while she pulled on her bikini 
bottom. "Here, you'd better borrow this" she added, 
throwing a blue bikini to Nikki. While Lauren finished 
dressing, Nikki took off her own T-Shirt to reveal a small 
lace bra that had little to do with providing support and 
much to do with presenting a sexy image. Reaching behind, 
she unclasped it and dropped it on the bed. Provocatively, 
she turned towards Lauren and undid the top button of her 
jeans, followed by the zip. Lauren could see her text-book 
breasts as they bounced very slightly. As Nikki lowered her 
jeans, Lauren saw an expanse of skin which would normally 
have been covered by her schoolgirl knickers. Today 
however, she was wearing a deeply cut pair of lace 
knickers, quite over-the-top for shopping in town. Nikki 
removed her jeans and stood there in her knickers and white 
socks, with her thumbs hooked into the waistband, ready to 
pull them down. Although Lauren was trying not to look, she 
was envious of both her friend's underwear and her figure. 
Nikki pulled down her knickers to her knees and absently 
scratched her bottom as though an itch had interrupted her. 
Slowly, she moved her legs up and down while itching so 
that the knickers fell to the floor, leaving her naked. She 
took the bikini bottom and pretended to look at the 
material closely.

"What's up?" asked Lauren with a puzzled look on her face.

"Just checking for gum. You can't be too careful!" joked 
Nikki.

"Stupid. Hey, that's what the doctor told me" said Lauren 
with a grin.

"Oh, tell me, tell me!" whispered Nikki, sitting on 
Lauren's bed, still holding the blue bikini.

And so Lauren recounted her tale of the doctor's surgery, 
while using the opportunity to take a good look at Nikki's 
breasts and compare them with her own. They were indeed a 
couple of sizes bigger, probably 33 inches at least, and 
had elegant nipples which were in perfect proportion to her 
breasts. When she told her that she hadn't used the 
swimming team excuse but had told him exactly what 
happened, Nikki collapsed back onto the bed in laughter, 
staring at the ceiling and shaking her head from side to 
side. Lauren had a perfect view of Nikki's mound and could 
just see the top of the slit of her pussy lips through her 
pubic hair. Lauren stared at the sight, and found her eyes 
wandering over her protruding pelvic bones, past her ribs 
as they stuck out, up to her friend's breasts which looked 
like two little hillocks capped by her erect little 
nipples. Lauren seized the moment, much to her own 
surprise, and knelt down by the bed to talk to Nikki more 
closely. She put her right hand on Nikki's leg, just above 
the knee.

"Hey, I didn't tell him your name or anything" said Lauren 
in an apologetic voice, looking over Nikki's breasts at her 
broad smile.

"That's OK, what else did he say?" said Nikki after a long 
pause.

"Oh, that you did a good job and took a lot of care," said 
Lauren, running her fingers higher up the little girl's leg 
in increasingly larger movements. Nikki's breathing became 
deeper, more regular as she stretched out, letting her hair 
tumble down over the other side of the bed. She flexed her 
toes and fingers. Nikki waited several minutes before 
speaking again.

"Did he ask you about boys?" she said, as her stomach 
muscles rippled and her left knee moved imperceptibly away 
as she bent her leg.

"No, but I expect he got all the information he needed with 
the thing he put in" said Lauren, whose hand was now 
resting on Nikki's pelvis. Lauren moved so that she was 
above Nikki's knees and had a better view of her friends 
aroused sex. 

"I had to lie on his couch naked, and he covered my pussy 
with this jelly stuff. Then he put the speculum inside. 
God! It was really cold, and bigger than I thought!" 
explained Lauren. Her hand slowly circled around her 
stomach, using her belly button as a center and then 
wandered down, brushing the top of her pubic hair. Nikki 
murmured several sounds of pleasure as Lauren worked back 
down her legs, and then started to caress the inside on the 
way up, causing Nikki to part her legs very slightly again. 

Nikki pulled herself up to sit crossed legged and guided 
Lauren's hand with her own down to her vagina. Lauren 
gasped as she felt the soft folds of her friends inner 
lips, and felt a quivering within her own body as Nikki 
took her middle finger and ran it down through her pubic 
hair and over her clitoris.

"Lori, I think we should stop. You make me so wet, but I 
don't want you to do it yet, not while your mum's here. And 
I want to make it very special."

Lauren looked at Nikki dejectedly. "I want you to have the 
same experience. I want to know if it's as good for you as 
it was when you did it to me, that's all" said Lauren, 
feeling like an unwanted pet.

"We will, but not now. Let's get dressed and have some 
breakfast" Nikki said, pulling on the bikini bottoms. Nikki 
smiled. She seemed pleased, maybe even flattered that 
Lauren had genuine desires for her. She paused momentarily 
as though she was reconsidering her decision, but then 
continued to pull on her clothes. Once the girls were fully 
dressed, they went downstairs to find Mike eating breakfast 
with their father and reading the newspaper.

Lauren bounced out of her dejected mood when she saw her 
brother, and he came over to give her a hug.

"You look good! Hi Nikki!," said Mike with his arm around 
Lauren's shoulders.

"Glad you're home. We're coming with you today," grinned 
Lauren looking up at her brother. He had grown, again. 
Every time she saw him he seemed to be bigger. The strange 
thing was that while Lauren had wavy hair, Mike's was 
tightly curled even though it was roughly the same colour. 

He too had a naturally tanned face, accentuated by his 
obvious participation in outdoor sports. He wore a stripy 
rugby-style shirt, with the sleeves rolled up and blue 
jeans with white trainers. And for once, thought Lauren, 
they really were white rather than looking like he had had 
them for several years.

"I like that idea," said Mike, looking in turn at both 
girls. "Mum said she would drive us there before they goes 
on to Aunt Francie's place for lunch. I'm going to get my 
trunks." And so Mike bounded upstairs and into his bedroom.

"Be careful down at that pool. I'm still worried that they 
don't have any proper people looking after you even though 
that girl drowned last year," said her father, looking 
sternly.

"Come with us! It would be fun, Daddy!" said Lauren, 
holding his arm.

"Go on Maurice, why don't you go with them? asked her 
mother.

"Oh no. I'm too old for that sort of thing. Maybe when I 
was younger"

"When you were a boy, you mean"

"Yes, we did have swimming pools, you know. They're not a 
recent invention!"

Her father went into lounge and through into the dining 
room. The dining area had rarely been used, and would soon 
resemble a library rather than a place to entertain 
friends. He was a bright man, clever with words and 
possessed an agile mind. He was pleased to see that Lauren 
had inherited the same capacity for thought even though she 
rarely exhibited it due to her constant dreaming. Mike, he 
thought, received his good grades and achieved success 
through sheer hard work. 

Ever since he changed job and joined Internal Research, the 
reading and writing element of his work had increased 
without the corresponding decrease in other duties. He 
loved his job, relished the constant learning process that 
occupied his mind, and craved for the occasional detective 
work that required initiative and deep thought when 
tracking down the most elusive of clues. His investigative 
powers were sometimes turned to finding the source of 
illegal meat imports, or fraudulent users of government 
resources. He had even quite recently been asked to 
investigate vote rigging in one of the local referendums. 

He ran his finger along the shelves of books that were 
divided between work related and recreation, and pulled out 
a couple - light reading for the journey. Maybe possible 
reading material while at Aunt Francie's. Now there was a 
thought. Maurice took a look at his diary for the coming 
week and nodded to himself.

Lauren and Nikki had their breakfast in record time, and 
almost willingly helped with the dishes.

"Why do we have to dry the dishes, we could just leave them 
to dry themselves." moaned Lauren, knowing the answer.

"Because they dry all smeary, that's why. Why do you always 
ask? said her mother.

"Do we have to do the frying pan as well?"

"Just do it. Then we can get out to the pool" replied her 
mother.

"Mum, can you lend me thirty francs?"

"Lend? When will I see it again?"

"Dad will repay you from my pocket money. Oh go on!" whined 
Lauren.

"Speak to your father then. Why do you need so much?"

"Oh, just in case I see something. Or we have to get the 
bus home" said Lauren, playing the safety card.

"I'll see. Come on. let's get going. Have you got your 
towels?" She fussed around the children, pleased that Mike 
was taking Lauren out to the pool, and that Nikki would be 
joining them. She had seen the glint in her son's eye when 
he heard Nikki would also be going and hoped they could 
become friends, even though they would have very little 
time to get to know one another during the summer holidays.

All three children bundled into the car and set off for the 
pool, Mike carrying an inflatable beach ball. Lauren once 
again reminded everyone that she could not get her ears wet 
because of the headaches it caused. While her mother was 
unconvinced that this was the real cause, she agreed that 
Lauren should not go diving in at the pool. They listened 
to some of Mike's school tales during the short car journey 
and learned that he had been a co-star in the end of term 
school play.

As they passed through the white ticket hall, the girls 
descended the green and white steps into the female 
changing area as shouts and whistles echoed and locker 
doors slammed around them. Giggling, Lauren and Nikki 
stuffed their clothes and towels into a single locker, the 
latter slipping the key with the big rubber band over her 
ankle. Nikki managed to push Lauren into the cold water 
trough intended to clean their feet as they emerged into 
the daylight, squealing and laughing. Mike was waiting by 
the exit to the men's area and both girls peeked through 
the doorway hoping for a glimpse of something interesting, 
without success.

The open-air pool was 25 meters long and surrounded by 
grass with a shallow end for babies and children and a deep 
end with diving boards for those who were proficient 
swimmers. By the edge, equidistant between the two ends was 
a tower for the life-guard. 

Lauren was surprised to see a particularly attractive blond 
girl sitting there, watching the crowd through her 
sunglasses. She noted that Mike was already looking at her 
as he walked towards the diving boards, dropping the ball 
on the grass near the ladders. Lauren and Nikki made their 
way to the shallow end and walked into the water, splashing 
themselves gently to get accustomed to the temperature. 

However, the sun was beating down and the air temperature 
of 30 degrees meant that the water was very warm. They swam 
slowly from the shallow end to roughly the middle, and held 
onto the edge as they looked for people they knew.
Mike dived into the pool and surfaced on the edge opposite 
the life guard, pulled himself out of the water and walked 
back to dive again.

"Your brother looks good. He's so strong!" said Nikki, 
clearly enticed by the sight of him diving in. Both girls 
watched for a while as Mike tried out different boards. 

"Bet you're feeling hot for him" said Nikki smiling, and in 
her usual direct manner.

"Stupid." But she had to admit it, she found it hard to 
take her eyes off his swimming trunks and the cute bulge 
that was clearly evident. She must have been watching two 
or three dives when she realised that Nikki wasn't there. 
She looked around, hoping to find out where she had gone. 

Suddenly, she was pushed away from the wall, and felt one 
hand and then two around her waist. Petrified of getting 
her ears wet, she tried in vain to reach the ledge. She 
twisted and turned frantically, eventually managing to grab 
hold of the side of the pool, but not before the lifeguard 
had seen her and stood up. Lauren waved causally to the 
lifeguard and saw her sit down again. Then she realised 
what had happened. Nikki burst up to the surface with a 
maniacal grin on her face.

"Give them here or you're dead!" said Lauren, trying to 
reach Nikki without letting go of the edge.

"They're down here, inside mine" taunted Nikki, clearly 
enjoying her discomfort.

Lauren was aware that she couldn't get out without her 
bikini bottoms, nor could she chase after Nikki without 
getting really wet. And if her brother came over, he might 
see that she had nothing on down there and God knows what 
would happen.

"You can have them back if you help me" said Nikki, moving 
closer to her.

"What?" said Lauren with a heavy trace of annoyance.

"I want to see your brothers cock when we get home, that's 
all" said Nikki as though she was asking her to pass the 
sugar.

"No way! How can I help you do that?" moaned Lauren, 
although she realised that even if she said no that Nikki 
could find ways and means without her.

"Just don't say anything to anyone. I really, really want 
to see him come. In fact, I'd like to see him come on you 
and me. Wouldn't you?" Nikki whispered as though she feared 
the pool might have been bugged.

Lauren and Nikki both looked towards the diving boards and 
noticed that Mike seemed to have finished and was swimming 
slowly in their direction.

"OK, OK, just give them to me" pleaded Lauren.

"Want me to help you put them on? asked Nikki hopefully.

"Yes, please." And so Nikki held her black bikini bottoms 
for her as she stepped in, first the right foot and then 
the left. Nikki pulled them up around her waist, managing 
to run her finger along her little slit in the process.

"Wow, who's a hot little baby then?" remarked Nikki, 
feeling the slipperiness on her fingers as Mike stood in 
front of them. He threw the ball in Lauren's direction, who 
caught it and threw it back.

"Me, me!" shouted Nikki, jumping up and trying to intercept 
it.

"Come and get it then," smirked Mike, again throwing it to 
Lauren.

Nikki moved towards Mike but turned towards Lauren, waiting 
for the ball. After several throws, she showed her 
frustration by putting her hand around Mike's shoulders and 
trying to climb up onto him. Her breasts, deliberately of 
course, were just below eye-level, giving the best view 
possible. She also made sure that she wrapped her legs 
around his body to give him some idea of how uninhibited 
she felt. Lauren groaned inwardly at the flagrant 
exhibition, and was amused when Nikki slipped off and fell 
back into the water. Nikki however emerged from her fall 
delighted. Lauren guessed that on her way down she had 
rubbed against his body and feet his hard cock poking 
through his trunks. It had caught her eye almost ten 
minutes before Nikki had clambered up onto her brother.

"Why don't we go and do some diving, Mike?" asked Nikki 
wickedly.

"Er, not at the moment, I think" replied Mike, painfully 
aware that he could not leave the water for a few minutes 
at least.

And so they continued for almost an hour, playing catch, 
swimming, and watching the world go by. After another 
thirty minutes drying off in the heat of the afternoon, 
they left and took the bus home. Once there, Lauren made 
some cold drinks which started off as iced lemonade but 
ended up under Mike's guidance as Spritzer with more white 
wine than anything else. With their mother out and father 
stuck in Geneva formulating the next set of questions to 
put to the populace why shouldn't they enjoy a glass of 
wine this fine summer afternoon, they thought.
The girls headed, glasses in hand, for the bathroom to 
shower and change while Mike went into his own room to do 
whatever it is that boys do at these times.

Chapter 7

Saturday 11th July

The girls locked the bathroom door behind them, and looked 
at each other conspiratorially. Lauren was aware that Nikki 
wanted to play with her brother's cock, and had no real 
objections, but she found it difficult to commit to being a 
part of the frolicking. Perhaps she would just watch. She 
assumed that Mike would have no objections to that. She 
reached behind and undid her top, letting it fall to the 
floor. It was still damp and had made her nipples firm 
without being erect. She touched her breasts and liked the 
squeaky clean feeling that the chlorinated water gave them.

"Can you undo me" requested Nikki, facing the shower with 
her back to Lauren.

Lauren undid the hooks at the back and let go. Nikki turned 
round, holding the material over her breasts until she 
could see Lauren watching. She pulled it away to reveal her 
nipples standing to attention, crowing her breasts. She 
rubbed them with her hands.

"Oh, I think that was a bit too tight, my tits have gone to 
sleep!" whispered Nikki with a smile, aware that Mike could 
probably hear what they were saying.

"Don't be dumb. They look fine to me. Do you want a shower 
- I'm going to wash my hair as well and get the chlorine 
out" said Lauren, opening the medicine cabinet and 
retrieving a bottle of shampoo.

"Yeah, I think I'd better" said Nikki, pulling down her 
bikini bottoms and stepping out of them. She took a towel 
from the rail and placed it on the sink so that it would be 
within reach. Lauren removed her bikini bottom and pressed 
the shower control. She stepped into the warm stream and 
held out a hand to assist Nikki over the edge of the bath. 

They had to stand close to each other to ensure that the 
water washed them and much of the time therefore was spent 
holding onto each other as they tried to soap themselves 
down. Nikki asked Lauren to help her wash her hair, so 
while Nikki stood nearest the shower wetting her hair, 
Lauren leaned out of the bath and took the shampoo bottle. 
With a little in her hand, she massaged Nikki's scalp until 
it was covered in bubbles while Nikki looked at the ceiling 
in an attempt to keep the soap from her eyes. She rinsed 
her hair and again soaped it until she was happy that 
Nikki's hair was free from the smell of the pool.

Nikki returned the complement, lathering Lauren's wavy hair 
into a white ball on her head and guiding her back towards 
the shower head to rinse off. While Lauren's eyes were 
tightly shut, she watched the stream of white soapy bubbles 
flowing from her hear and over her back and breasts. Nikki 
finally guided her backwards again to rinse her hair for 
the last time, pulling it to make sure that all the soap 
had been washed away.

"There, that's our hair washed" said Lauren, putting the 
shampoo back on the sink unit.

"Uh uh" said Nikki, shaking her head slowly.

Lauren, for once, understood immediately and reached for 
the soap in the dish at her end of the bath. She palmed it 
and gently ran it up between Nikki's legs, applying a 
little pressure to the side of her leg to encourage her to 
part them more. Nikki reached round and turned off the 
shower. She held onto the shower's curtain rail and closed 
her eyes. Lauren extended her middle finger and ran it 
along the length of her slit. It felt wonderful to touch it 
at last, and she put her hand on Nikki's neck and pulled 
her closer. She brushed her lips against her friend's as 
gently as possible, delighted that there was no resistance 
at all. Slowly, Lauren introduced a finger into her vagina, 
but found the angle awkward. She settled for simply rubbing 
her fingers from Nikki's clitoris down along her now fully 
exposed inner lips and up to her anus. She gradually spent 
longer and longer probing her vagina, taking each lip 
between her fingers and feeling along the length of it, 
until Nikki turned around and leaned forward, offering her 
a perfect view. Lauren took the soap and pushed one corner 
between her swollen lips, pushing them apart and exposing 
the hint of the entrance to her vagina. She noticed that 
Nikki was helping, spreading her lips with her hand, giving 
her a perfect view of her clitoris underneath the thin 
covering of hair.

Now Nikki had her legs as widely parted as the bath would 
allow, and Lauren dropped the soap. She put her index 
finger at the entrance to her vagina and pushed firmly, 
introducing about an inch into her little passageway.

"Yes" was all Nikki said.

Lauren gradually, slowly, probed deeper and deeper, 
completely uncaring that even a week ago she would have 
found the whole idea quite abhorrent. She moved to Nikki's 
left side so that she had one leg either side of Nikki's 
left leg, and could put her left hand around the very top 
of her left thigh, giving her some leverage and support. 
She extended one of the fingers to stroke her mat of hair 
and the top of the little hood over her clitoris. Now she 
increased the rate of stroking, synchronising it when she 
remembered with the stroking of her clitoris. She was 
suprised that she knew, or felt that she knew what to do. 

It all seemed so obvious. Just then, Nikki's legs began to 
close, trapping her left hand over her clitoris. Lauren 
could feel the muscles in her vagina tightening 
perceptibly, and guessed that she was about to come. She 
exchanged her index finger for her wider and longer middle 
finger, and roughly introduced the new tool, screwing it 
around as she pushed and pulled, faster and faster, deeper 
and deeper.

Nikki came, grabbing Lauren's right hand and pulling it 
even deeper into her so that Lauren couldn't continue her 
stroking. She remained like that for some time, slowly 
relaxing first her grip on the hand in her pussy and then 
spreading her legs to allow Lauren to remove her hand. 
Nikki lay down, pulling Lauren with her. There was just 
about room for the little girls to lie in each other's arms 
without discomfort, while they gathered their senses and 
held each other closely. Nikki sat up eventually and turned 
the taps on a little. She soaped her hands and, taking 
Lauren's fingers, cleaned them for her. She turned of the 
water and stepped out, clearly still very wobbly. Nikki 
helped Lauren out and draped a single large towel around 
them both.

"That was beautiful, I can hardly walk. Let me dry you" 
said Nikki, patting the water off Lauren's breasts and 
stomach. She dried her all over and then turned to herself, 
noticing that the towel was too wet to have much effect.

"Got any more towels? she asked.

"Have a look in the cupboard in the spare room, that's 
where Mum puts them" replied Lauren, "Get two so I can dry 
my hair, can you, as there's only the big one and this 
little thing in here" she said, indicating another smaller 
towel on the rail.

Nikki wrapped the bigger towel around her, unlocked the 
door and headed for the spare room. The cupboard was easy 
to find but the towels were on the top shelf. Nikki looked 
around for something to stand on and found an old three-
legged stool. Balancing carefully, she stretched up and 
took the nearest towel. As she made a reach for the second, 
the stool moved from under her and she came crashing down 
to the floor, landing on her bottom. Suffering from no more 
than a loss of dignity, she was about to stand up when Mike 
appeared in the doorway.

"Are you OK, it sounded pretty bad?" said Mike, offering 
Nikki his hand. The towel around Nikki had come unknotted 
and although she held it against her chest, when she stood 
Mike had an enticing view of her legs and bottom. In 
between the cheeks of her bottom, Mike saw her cute little 
bottom hole and a hint of her vagina. The very sight caused 
his stomach to turn somersaults as his imagination and 
extensively tested library of fantasies took over and 
instructed his cock to rise to the occasion. Nikki stood 
and was about to thank him when she noticed a very slight 
bulge in his swimming trunks. Determined to reap the 
rewards of the encounter, she feigned a possible sprained 
ankle by grimacing and holding out her hand for support.
Ever the gentleman, Mike showed genuine concern on his face 
as he allowed her to put her arm around his shoulder and 
walk slowly round the room, still clutching the towel which 
have having less and less effect the further they walked. 

Mike suggested that she should sit on his bed so that he 
could massage her ankle, and they made their way slowly to 
his room across the passageway, leaving Lauren with her 
small towel and no knowledge of what was happening.

Nikki wasted no time. Her ankle, receiving the expert 
attention of Mike, who had never of course treated a 
sprained ankle in his life, felt fine but of course she had 
to be sure, and she let him continue to kneel in front of 
her and play with her foot. Gradually, she allowed the 
towel to slip, either down from her breasts or off her lap 
to reveal more leg than Mike had ever seen, except in 
magazines of course. 

Occasionally, she would bend over, closer to Mike than 
necessary, to inspect the damage and make sure that the 
bulge in his trunks was still there. Finally, she raised 
her foot as though to test it and allowed it to brush 
heavily against Mike's erection.

"Oh, my, what have I done?" asked Nikki innocently.

"Don't worry, I think you're OK now" said Mike, embarrassed 
by his lack of control.

"I would like to thank you" said Nikki, pulling Mike 
towards her, still keeping him kneeling in front of her. 

She edged forward on the bed and pulled him against her 
chest, letting go of the towel. She kissed him on the lips 
and ran her hand over his bottom, slowly moving round to 
the side of his trunks. Mike's eyes bulged in his head at 
this sudden change of events, and his cock jerked up even 
straighter against his stomach. Nikki pulled him tightly to 
her so that there could be no doubt that she could feel his 
cock against her chest. Mike looked down and saw her naked 
breasts and marveled at their shape and beauty. He was 
convinced that he was going to come in his trunks in no 
time at this rate, and pushed his body against hers.

She pushed her thumbs into the side of his trunks and 
pulled them down to reveal his cock. The look in her eyes 
suggested that it was far bigger than she had imagined. 

Slowly, as she watched the expression on his face, her hand 
inched closer to his shaft. Triumphantly, she wrapped her 
right hand around it to get an idea of it's size and pulled 
down roughly. Mike made a squealing sound which Nikki took 
for pleasure, so she continued to move her hand up and 
down, gripping his cock as tightly as she could, just like 
she had seen in the film. Faster and faster her hand 
traveled up and down the length of his red cock until Mike 
took her hand and made her stop.

"What's wrong? Are you OK?" she asked.

"I'm fine, it just hurts a bit like that, you know" said 
Mike, keen to ensure that she continued but at a different 
pace. Taking her hand, he placed it lightly towards the top 
of his cock and moved it up and down slowly, showing her 
how he moved his thumb over the top in a circular fashion 
now and again. Nikki learned quickly. She took her time to 
look at his cock, noting the way the skin moved over the 
inner body of it, and how it seemed to be particularly 
sensitive around the top. She also looked at his balls, 
dismissing them quickly with an uninterested look on her 
face.

Lauren meanwhile was stuck in the bathroom, waiting for her 
new towel. She had heard a crash a few minutes before but 
since then only footsteps and then nothing. She opened the 
door and looked down the passageway. Venturing further, she 
made her way to the spare room, but never got that far. The 
glimpse she caught of Nikki through the crack in her 
brother's door caused her to stop so quickly that she fell 
against the wall in astonishment. Nikki had Mike's enormous 
cock in her hand and a smile on her face. His bulging red 
weapon looked ridiculously big that Nikki could hardly get 
her hand around it. Lauren stood at the doorway, covered by 
the small towel, and watched fascinated as Nikki continued 
her rhythmic stroking. Nikki didn't really seem too be sure 
of what she was meant to do. Mike seemed to enjoy having 
his cock stroked but they didn't seem to be getting 
anywhere. Her hand appeared to be tiring and the way Mike 
moved now and again suggested that his knees probably hurt 
from kneeling for so long.

"Lauren!" shouted Mike looking towards the door to his 
bedroom. He tried to grab the sheets on his bed to cover 
his rampant cock, but only served to amuse both Lauren and 
Nikki.

"I didn't mean to interrupt, don't worry about me, I'm just 
looking for a towel" said Lauren, her eyes riveted on her 
brother.

"Lori, come and help me, please" said Nikki, pleading in 
all honesty for some assistance.

"Er, hang on, this doesn't seem right," said Mike as Lauren 
stared to enter the room.

Nikki took Mike by the hand and pulled him onto his bed so 
that he could lay down, his stiff cock still rigid and 
straight to attention. In so doing, Nikki lost the last of 
her towel and therefore lay down beside him naked. Lauren 
joined them, sitting down on the floor at the head of the 
bed beside Mike, and helped Nikki to pull off Mike's T-
Shirt. The girls noticed several small hairs around his 
nipples and down the center of his chest.

Mike's left hand moved over Nikki's chest exploring her 
firms breasts and tweaking her nipples with unnecessary 
force until Nikki asked him to be a little more gentle. 
Lauren's gaze was still fixed on the first live cock that 
she had ever seen as it bounced against her brother's 
stomach. Nikki took hold of his cock again, raising her 
right leg to allow him to move his hand from her breasts 
down between her legs. The feel of a boy's cock in her hand 
and a boy's finger over her slit had obviously persuaded 
her that it was time to let him try and enter her. But 
Lauren knew she would be concerned that he might come 
inside her as she was approaching the middle of her period.

Mike needed little encouragement, and as Nikki shifted 
herself into the middle of the bed, he took up position in 
between her legs. Trying to look like a natural-born stud, 
he plunged painfully into Nikki's bottom, followed by 
another stoke that hit her leg.

"Lauren, please, can you help him in?" asked Nikki, this 
time in desperate need of assistance.

Lauren moved down to the middle of the bed, exchanging 
frantic glances with Nikki as she questioned the request. 

"Nik, it's not right!" she protested feebly.

"Look, just guide it in, that's all. Please?"

Reluctantly, she slowly reached out and took hold of her 
brother's cock with her right hand. She marveled at its 
strength and thickness, and noticed that it was quite 
difficult to aim it into Nikki's vagina. She therefore used 
her left hand to spread Nikki's pussy lips, reducing the 
risk of Nikki's first male penetration being in her anus. 

The towel fell away from her body, revealing her small 
breasts to Mike who had, in Lauren's opinion, a stupid grin 
on his face as he slowly pushed forward under Lauren's 
guidance and let his purple knob rest just inside the 
entrance to her hot sex. Mike stroked gently for almost a 
minute, entering further each time until he had all his 
cock buried inside her. Lauren let go and rested her hands 
on Nikki's legs while she watched her brother pumping in 
and out of the girl that she had just brought to orgasm 
herself in the bathroom.

"I think I'm going to come" he said looking down at Nikki.

"Get out then and we'll do the rest" instructed Nikki and 
she shuffled up the bed, thereby releasing his cock from 
her grip. "Come on, give me your hand, sit here" she said 
to Lauren as she again gripped his cock. Lauren sat on the 
bed with her legs curled up underneath her bottom. Nikki 
sat cross legged as Mike knelt on the bed, making his cock 
about mouth level with the girls. They each held part of 
his cock and moved slowly up and down as he had shown 
Nikki, their hands gliding smoothly over his tool due to 
the lubrication from Nikki's vagina. Mike looked at his 
sister for some time before staring between Nikki's legs 
and the dark triangle of hair that covered her enlarged 
slit.

"Look, watch me" said Mike interrupting. Nikki's efforts 
had been with the best intentions, but they were both 
painful and frustrating. 

He also hoped that a brief pause for their education would 
calm him down and make him last a little longer. He took 
their hands off his cock and held himself with four fingers 
towards the top of his manhood. Rubbing up and down slowly, 
he showed the girls that gentle movements focused around 
the purple head were the most effective (for him, he added) 
and he let first Nikki and then Lauren try for themselves, 
correcting them until it felt right. While Nikki practiced, 
he sneaked a look at his sister's legs, and the hairless 
area that existed between them. His cock jerked and swelled 
involuntarily, releasing a little blob of white cum as 
Nikki let go and Lauren took her turn.

Mike then held the tip of his cock with his thumb and index 
finger, and moved the foreskin backwards and forwards, no 
more then half an inch. The little girls watched fascinated 
as clearly his cock stiffened again, turned a deeper shade 
of red and the dark veins bulged along the length of his 
weapon. He let go, and Lauren was the first to resume, 
taking hold gently of his cock and slowly running her 
finger around the head. Nikki took her cue, holding him 
further down, and began gently stroking.

Lauren could smell Nikki on her hands and took a moment to 
record the smell in her mind for her own fantasies. And 
then it dawned on her that this was indeed one of her most 
played out fantasies, that of Nikki and Mike together. 
Lauren uncurled her legs and sat cross-legged like Nikki. 
Although she was looking at his cock, she knew that Mike 
had seen her shaven slit. He placed a hand on each of their 
shoulders, steadying himself as they slowly increased in 
speed and Lauren's pussy lips parted to reveal her inner 
folds and budding clitoris.

"Is that good?" Nikki asked Mike.

"Mmm" he replied, taking Lauren's left hand and placing it 
under his balls. Lauren was surprised but didn't make a 
move to take it away. In fact, she explored a little, 
finding out that his balls were quite squishy and could be 
moved around easily. She took her right hand away from the 
tip of his cock, allowing Nikki more room to stroke him.

Mike's breathing became heavier and Nikki noticed tremors 
running through his stomach and legs. His cock looked as 
though it was getting thicker and longer, and certainly the 
head seemed to be bulging. Mike grabbed hold of his 
buttocks as his hips started to buck gently back and forth. 
His breathing became shorter and shorter. Nikki responded 
by increasing her stroking and holding the back of his 
thigh. Lauren gently squeezed his balls causing him to buck 
hard and grunt loudly as he came in a crashing orgasm. 

Lauren saw something fly over her head, and then felt 
something land in her hair. She then saw, as Nikki 
continued to pump up and down, more and more cum spurt over 
her breasts and into Nikki's face. Nikki didn't stop, but 
just kept pumping as the liquid continued to rain down on 
the little girls. Eventually, Mike took away Nikki's hand 
and moaned. He slumped back onto the bed, facing away from 
the girls. Lauren and Nikki looked at each other wide-eyed 
and giggled quietly to themselves. Both girls had cum in 
their hair, and traces were running over their breasts. 

Nikki wiped her finger over Lauren's left breast and put it 
to her mouth, shrugging her shoulders as she tasted his 
seed. She scooped a little more and put her finger to 
Lauren's lips. A tiny tongue flicked out and back in again. 
Lauren nodded, picked up her towel and made for the 
bathroom.

Nikki took her large towel, covered herself and knelt down 
to kiss Mike on the cheek. She joined Lauren in the 
bathroom where they washed quickly and returned to Lauren's 
bedroom to dress.

"Well, did you like the taste? Alysia said it was always 
salty" said Nikki.

"How does she know? It didn't taste too bad. How did his 
cock feel inside you, it looked massive!" said Lauren with 
a pained expression on her face.

"It hurt a little, but I was just worried about getting 
pregnant. I'm glad he didn't come inside me. Anyway, it was 
fun to see it shooting out." offered Nikki.

"How did you know what to do to make him come? Have you 
done it before for someone?" asked Lauren, dying to know 
the secrets.

"Don't be dumb, I saw the film like I told you from my 
Dad's hotel. They do it all the time on there" said Nikki, 
remembering some of the scenes.

"I'd like to see it. Can I? What about tomorrow, my folks 
are out at Grandma's!" bubbled Lauren, eyes wide in 
anticipation.

"I don't know. We ought to invite your brother as well, so 
that it's more fun. I bet he'd like to see it!" suggested 
Nikki.

And so Nikki mentioned, casually of course, that she 
happened to have a film that Mike might be interested in 
and would he like to join them tomorrow morning after his 
parents have left for Grandma's house because they were 
going to watch it. Not surprisingly, Mike accepted 
immediately, and even as he said the words, his cock sprang 
into life again in anticipation.


Chapter 8

Sunday 12th July

Lauren managed to make it out of bed at about 9 o'clock, 
probably a record for her on a Sunday. However, there was 
so much banging and clattering going on that any further 
sleep was impossible. Her father had returned last night 
from Geneva and was now behind schedule in loading the car 
for the trip to Grandma's house. Her parents had promised 
to go every weekend to decorate the place and get it 
finished for the winter. Once they had finished the spare 
bedroom, they intended to stay there on Saturday nights to 
look after Grandma and continue their decorating. However, 
until the room was ready, they had to make daily trips 
which was a nuisance, and as her father's workload had 
increased, so the regular trips had become fewer and fewer.

Lauren made her way to the bathroom and locked the door. 
She felt embarrassed about what had happened the previous 
afternoon with Nikki and Mike, and cross with herself that 
her morals had lasted such a short time. It was in this 
bathroom that she had determined that she would not touch 
Mike's cock, and then, half an hour later, she was in his 
bedroom, naked, holding his balls as he came on her face 
and tits.

She showered, remembering that Nikki was due round some 
time with her film. Taking the soap, she pushed a soapy 
finger into her anus, pulled it out and rinsed it under the 
jet from the showerhead. She repeated it a couple more 
times, making sure that she had cleaned her vagina as well 
in preparation for what was sure to be a naked morning. She 
had seen Mike's gaze lock on to her hairless pussy and was 
sure that he would want another exhibition. Shit, she 
thought, more morals out the window. However, she again 
rationalised her feelings by convincing herself that she 
was only experimenting like everyone else.

Lauren had breakfast with her Mum and Dad, Mike joining 
them later. They avoided eye contact to start with, until 
Mike grinned like a Cheshire cat and Lauren could only 
smile back. No harm done, it appeared, and so they both 
looked forward to the arrival of Nikki, who would no doubt 
be a fashionable fifteen minutes late.

Her father was not really looking forward to the sixty mile 
drive, especially as it involved going over the mountains 
through the tourist belt which was always slow. He came and 
went, carrying tools and decorating stuff until he stopped 
for another coffee, leaving his paintbrushes by the kitchen 
sink.

"Don't forget this suitcase, it's got our painting clothes 
in it" shouted her mother. Dutifully, her father picked up 
the case and loaded it into the car, just as Nikki arrived 
clutching a shopping bag.

"Off shopping, are we?" her father asked Nikki.

"I've got to return this video, it doesn't play properly" 
stated Nikki coolly.

"Well, we're going down through the town, do you need a 
lift?" he asked.

"No, we'll leave later I expect, but thanks" responded 
Nikki.

Lauren's parents set off an hour later than they had 
planned at about eleven o'clock. Mike peered out of the 
front window to ensure the car disappeared down the hill. 

Nikki carried the tape and coffee into the lounge, slopping 
a brown trail as she walked so that she needed to wipe up 
afterwards before she ceremoniously handed the tape to 
Mike. 

The lounge was the largest room in the house, and could 
have accommodated two sofas if required. Opposite the 
lounge door was the TV and video, pointing to the center of 
the room. On the far wall was the single, large sofa, 
pulled away from wall a couple of feet to allow the 
radiators to function properly. There was an armchair on 
either side of the sofa, and a coffee table right in the 
middle of the room.

"Probably a good idea not to get this jammed in your Dad's 
machine, eh?" said Nikki smirking.

Mike loaded the tape and drew the curtains together, 
leaving only a slight gap in the middle. He sat down on the 
sofa, while Nikki sat on the floor in front of him. Lauren 
was still in the kitchen as the credits and titles started 
to roll against a background of a very young girl walking 
on a deserted beach.

"She doesn't look very old. What's this film called? asked 
Mike not really caring but hoping that some conversation 
would help his embarrassment.

"School Daze. It's about some school that helps people get 
their memory back" said Nikki, turning to her right to look 
at Mike. 

"Oh, right," said Mike, none the wiser. "Where's Lauren?"

Nikki got up and went into the kitchen, returning after a 
while with Lauren. The young girl in the film was still 
walking along the beach and the credits were still rolling. 
The picture then faded into the scene of a car, traveling 
at speed, and then there was a scene of a badly 
reconstructed accident, involving the young girl. Then 
darkness. As the picture came back, there was a shot of her 
lying in bed with a doctor saying not to worry, her memory 
will come back. Following some obvious pictures of her 
generally mending, she was joined in her bedroom by a young 
girl and boy of about the same age, sixteen or seventeen. 

They sat either side of her as she lay in bed. The boy 
gently kissed her on the lips, pulling the covers down to 
reveal her silk nightie. The girl then leaned over and 
placed her hand over the injured girls large breast (who's 
name it appears was Jane). She told Jane to relax and they 
would start the therapy.

The boy jumped out of his jeans, and pulled his T-Shirt 
over his head so that he stood next to Jane in just his 
underpants. The camera panned round to the girl, who 
proceeded to unbutton her blouse to reveal her ample 
breasts straining against her bra. She also pushed her 
jeans down over her legs and stood in her underwear, 
showing off her hourglass figure. The both pulled Jane's 
sheets down, the nightie hardly covering her thighs. The 
camera crudely showed Jane's legs full screen from feet to 
her knickers. The boy took his partners hand and placed her 
kneeling on the bed at Jane's head, facing her feet.
Mike looked around, feeling his cock searching inside his 
trousers for somewhere to expand but to no avail. Nikki 
caught his discomfort.

"Hey, do you want me to take your jeans off?" she asked.
"Yeah, that would be good" said Mike with a grin.

Nikki sat next to Mike and undid his zip and the top button 
on his jeans, allowing his cock to burst upwards. Mike 
raised his bottom and let Nikki pull his trousers down to 
his ankles. Lauren was watching from her armchair, her legs 
pulled up to her chest giving the television a great view 
of her kickers underneath her skirt.

The film continued as the two therapists removed Jane's 
nightie and ran their tongues along her legs towards her 
vagina, the girl leaning over Jane. Jane's legs parted 
willingly to allow them to lick either side of her vagina. 

They both took hold of her knickers and tugged them down 
over her ankles. The girl returned quickly to licking the 
top of her thighs, darting her tongue momentarily over the 
entrance to her vagina, causing Jane to moan loudly as her 
clitoris popped into view. She had exceptionally long, 
shapely legs that accounted for at least some of Mike's 
throbbing erection. Jane's breasts were full, classically 
shaped orbs that rested perfectly as she lay down. The dark 
nipples were alive, responding to Jane's touch as she ran 
her hands from her breasts down over her stomach and ar