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Brenda's Conquest - 6 (Mf, ff)
by Tom Bombadil (c) Aug 1996
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Chapter 6 of 9
Disclaimer: All the standard rules apply. If you are offended by
explicit descriptions of sex or the human body, if it is illegal to
possess such materials at your location, if you are under-age by law
in your location, or if somebody else thinks you might have too much
fun reading it, stop right now and remove this text from your
computer.
This is purely a work of fiction, with all characters and actions
described by me coming straight out of my imagination. As a work of
fiction, it does not condone or condemn any of the activities or
actions described, nor does it relate to any type of real events in my
life, or known to me in the lives of any of my friends or relatives.
You've been warned.
In this chapter - the babysitter, Vicky's great love,
Vicky's punishment.
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Mary and her husband Will had had a long talk that morning about their
daughters, Vicky and Brenda, but most of it was about Vicky, what she
had hidden from her mother, how she had lied to her father and sister,
and about her behaviour the previous evening.
Apparently, Vicky had been involved in a couple of heated sexual
affairs without anyone knowing about it. Will found out about the
second one after the other girl had moved away, and been told by Vicky
about the first one. He'd found her in her room in the middle of a
crying session, and she'd told him everything. She also said that
she'd talked to Mom already, and told her the same as she'd told him,
and that she'd get over it faster if nobody said anything about it
anymore. Somewhere in the middle of their conversation, Brenda walked
in on them, having overheard enough to realize what was going on,
wanting to know the whole story and if she could help.
It ended with Will and Vicky both agreeing not to talk about this with
anyone outside the family, and also agreeing not to mention or refer
to these incidents where Vicky could hear them. She said she'd get
over it faster that way.
After listening to all this, Mary told her husband that Vicky had
never said anything to her about this, ever, and why hadn't he talked
to her about it. It turned out Vicky was somewhat to blame here as
well. During the weeks following her confession to her father, she
hung around the house a lot, and crawled into bed with them a few
times. Since nothing was said about it, Will assumed that Mary did
know what was going on, and was following the same instructions, not
to mention it while Vicky was around. After that, other matters took
on more importance, and the situation started sliding into the
background. Vicky spoke with her father a few times, talking at
length about how she felt, and how she thought she was getting over
Donna. Vicky was her old self around the house, and wasn't having any
more crying jags, so Will just let the matter slide. Until last
night.
They both realized that Vicky had gone through a hard emotional time
with this, and that if Vicky and Caitlin hit it off, they wouldn't
interfere with things too much, at least for now. Vicky did need to
be disciplined for lying, and a couple of weeks being grounded would
probably be adequate. It would do for a punishment, and give Vicky
and Caitlin some time to cool off.
Mary went over to Robert's place a little before lunch, to see what
was happening, and to bring Vicky home for a long chat. When she got
there, things were a little different than what she'd expected.
Vicky and Caitlin were still on the porch when Mary arrived. Caitlin
was reclining, stretched out in the lounger, with Vicky curled up in
her lap, head buried in Caitlin's shoulder. Caitlin had her head
turned into Vicky's neck and shoulder as well, so you couldn't see
either of their faces. It looked like they were necking, right there
in the open.
Mary sat down in the other lounger, sitting upright, looking at the
two girls. Listening carefully, she heard the odd muffled sob and a
bit of sniffling.
"Vicky, is everything all right? You seem to be upset about
something." Vicky turned her head to look at her mother, letting her
see both of their faces. They were both red-eyed, with streaks
running down their cheeks. It looked like both had done some serious
crying.
"I'm okay, Mom." She slid down a little lower on Caitlin, laying her
head down on the bigger girl's chest, hugging her tight with both
arms, looking at her mother, blinking away the last few tears.
Caitlin, her arms still around Vicky, gave her a small squeeze.
"You both look terrible. What's the matter?"
When Vicky didn't answer, Caitlin did.
"We'll be okay in a little while, it's just that we've been talking.
It seems Vicky and I have a few things in common. I take it you and
your husband had a talk about Vicky this morning?"
"Yes, but why would you be asking about that?"
"Like I said, we've both had some similar experiences. She's told me
a little bit about what's been happening in her life and what's going
on right now, and I've told her a little bit about my past. We've
been commiserating. So what have you decided to do about us?"
"What do you mean, 'do about us'?"
"Well, Vicky's already told me about how she'd lied to her Dad and
Brenda. She knows she's in trouble for that, and expects to be
punished for it. But what she's really worried about, and me as well,
is what you're going to do about us, meaning me and Vicky."
Vicky was just lying there through all this, letting Caitlin do the
talking, blinking back the tears, sniffling every once in a while,
listening, and watching her mother.
"Well, Will and I had decided on something, but now I'm not too sure
about what we'd planned." She looked her daughter in the eye. "What
I think I'd like is for Vicky to tell me the whole story, right from
the start. Okay Vicky? Ready to come home and tell me about it?"
"I'd rather stay here, Mom. I'd feel a lot better telling you about
it here than at home right now." She and Caitlin both shifted a bit,
making themselves a little more comfortable.
"All right, but let me get comfortable first." Mary stood and turned
her lounger so it was partially facing the other two. After
stretching out in it, she looked at her daughter. "Okay then, I want
to hear the whole story, right from the start, and don't leave
anything out."
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<<Vicky's story, edited, with many details filled in>>
It started a little over a year ago, when Vicky was ten. Mom and Dad
were out for the night and weren't expected back until sometime the
next afternoon. Their babysitter, a sixteen year old girl both
parents had known for a few years, put each of the kids to bed and
then curled up in their parents bed to sleep (the standard
arrangement).
You couldn't really call Robyn pretty, let alone beautiful, but she
was somewhat cute, with an air of innocence around her. She did make
the best of what she had, keeping her light brown shoulder-length hair
shiny, clean, and well done up, using only a little makeup, mostly to
enhance her grey-blue eyes (her best feature), and making sure her
pearly-whites were exactly that. She was fairly short at 4'11", and a
little chubby. Her breasts were medium sized, about a 'B' cup, and
fairly firm, considering her figure.
Sometime during the night a thunderstorm broke out. The repeated
claps of thunder and flashes of lightning woke Vicky up and frightened
her enough that she ran from her bed and crawled in with Robyn (the
babysitter). Robyn tried to comfort Vicky, hugging her, petting her,
and stroking her back. Eventually Vicky calmed down, but Robyn didn't
stop the cuddling and petting. Vicky was enjoying it in a sleepy sort
of way, so she didn't object when the petting became more intimate.
Robyn worked on Vicky for quite some time that night, eventually
bringing her to her first real orgasm. She went back to sleep lying
in Robyn's arms, still being cuddled and caressed, and feeling very
warm and cosy.
After that night, Vicky ended up in bed with Robyn every time Robyn
babysat, usually two or three times each month. Robyn brought Vicky
along slowly, never pushing, teaching her how to accept pleasure from
another woman, and how to give it in return. Vicky, at age ten, had
been brought into her sexuality.
Robyn introduced Donna to Vicky about six months after Vicky's first
sexual encounter.
Donna was a shy, quiet girl, still quite short (4'2") but starting to
sprout and develop. Her hair was a dark honey-blond, kept short in
almost a page-boy cut. Her face was very nice and well-proportioned,
showing some of the beauty that would be hers when she grew older.
Her body was also starting to develop some of the charms she would
have later, with long, slender legs, delicate, expressive hands,
breasts that were starting to cone out, and the beginnings of a real
figure, with a real waist, nicely developing hips and a well-rounded
bottom. The older boys were beginning to notice.
Vicky's parents were both required to be out of town for the night, on
rather sudden notice, and were having a hard time finding a sitter.
(Richard wasn't available that night.) Finally, after some fast
negotiations, they managed to get Robyn, but with a compromise. Robyn
was already committed to babysitting another couple's eleven year old
daughter overnight, so it was agreed that she would bring the other
girl with her to sleep over, after everyone's parents had given their
permission. Robyn herself had actually made the suggestion.
When Vicky found out that Robyn was going to babysit, but that another
girl would be coming over as well, she got into a bit of a mood.
Those special times with Robyn had become a very important part of
Vicky's life. She didn't know if she'd get any time with her friend
for their 'special' playing, because Donna would be sleeping in her
parents' bed too.
That afternoon and evening were somewhat strained. Donna was a shy,
withdrawn girl, quite unlike Vicky and Brenda, and didn't join in much
with their playing and joking. Vicky was also feeling jealous of the
way Donna and Robyn sometimes looked at each other. She recognized
that look because it was the same one her friend occasionally gave
her. When putting the girls into their beds, Robyn whispered to Vicky
"It's okay. You're welcome to sneak in later. We can still hug and
cuddle. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
Feeling better, Vicky whispered back "Yes please. I like hugs and
cuddles."
A short while later, she was peeking into her parents' bedroom. Robyn
was there, lying under the covers in the middle of the bed, with Donna
snuggled up tight to one side, arm wrapped around Robyn's waist, head
pillowed on the older girl's shoulder. Vicky was feeling a little
jealous and was very nervous about climbing into bed with the two of
them.
Vicky saw Robyn look at her and waved for her to come in. When she
saw Donna open her eyes, she saw a shy, rather inviting smile appear
on the girl's face. Seeing that, she felt a little better about
joining them for cuddles and jumped up into the bed. Worming her way
under the covers, she snuggled up close to Robyn, resting her head on
her friend's other shoulder, and putting an arm around her waist.
When her arm touched Donna's, she felt something, almost like a small
shock, run up her arm and down to her groin.
Vicky felt Robyn relax, and heard her give out a big sigh.
Robyn hugged both of them for a minute, then pulled them both up a
little bit. "Donna, this is my special friend Vicky. Vicky, this is
my special friend Donna."
Robyn then shocked Vicky by leaning over a bit to nuzzle and kiss with
Donna, like lovers, like they did together. She was just as shocked
when Robyn did that to her too, and she could see the surprise in
Donna's eyes. And something else.
There was a sort of deep hunger growing in the young girl's eyes as
she looked back at Vicky, something Vicky had never seen. It seemed
to generate a deep-seated excitement inside the ten year old that ran
right through her body. That was something she'd never felt before,
either.
For some reason, Vicky couldn't seem to look away from Donna's eyes.
They had captured her, and wouldn't let her go. She was a little
scared of this, but was also thrilled, feeling a tension building up
between them, running back and forth between their eyes, an invisible
bond that wasn't going to let either one of them free.
After what felt like hours, but was only a few seconds, Vicky saw
Donna's hand reach up and start to caress Robyn's breast. With only a
little hesitation, she copied those motions. Those eyes made it feel
like they were caressing each other's breasts. Donna then smiled,
letting Vicky know that this was what she was hoping for, and that
Donna was now in control.
Watching carefully, she saw Donna lower her head and start kissing
Robyn's cheek and neck, never breaking eye contact. Slowly and
carefully she followed suit. Vicky could almost feel Donna's lips and
tongue touching and caressing her own face.
After lifting her head again, Donna's hand disappeared under the
covers, coming out again a few seconds later, pulling up the bottom of
Robyn's negligee. Vicky felt her hand doing the same, almost by
itself, hardly needing her when following Donna's lead. With some
cooperation from the teenager, her negligee was eventually tossed to
the side. This left the brunette's breasts exposed, something that
Donna immediately took advantage of.
Vicky watched Donna licking and kissing Robyn's breast, sucking up the
nipple and teasing it with her tongue and teeth. Hardly noticing, she
was doing the same thing with the other breast. Her whole attention
was focused on the hunger and desire she saw in Donna's eyes, and on
the need being opened up within herself by those same eyes.
Deep inside her, she felt a fire erupt, running up to her nipples and
down to her pussy, finally stopping in and igniting her small clit.
This sent a wave of pleasure through her, causing her to shudder
slightly.
As she watched, Donna's eyes narrowed for a second as that wave passed
from Vicky to her, and ignited the same fires within her. Vicky
smiled, knowing then that Donna was feeling exactly the same things
she was, and they both knew it. Donna was now kissing her way down
Robyn's side, over her hip, and down the outside of her leg, pushing
the covers back as she went. Vicky was still copying her every move.
Robyn was watching this interplay between the two girls with
fascination, tinged with some of her initial nervousness about
bringing them together like this. She had hoped they'd become good
friends, and it looked like things were going to be better than she
thought they might. It was unsettling, though, the way the two of
them were staring at each other, and the way Donna had taken charge,
something she'd never done before.
When Donna got to Robyn's knee, she pulled it up and out, away from
the other leg, leaving that teenage pussy open and inviting. She then
kissed and nibbled her way down to Robyn's toes. Vicky, still staring
into the girl's eyes, was with her all the way, unable to turn away
from her gaze, still copying her every move.
For the first time since they started, Donna looked away from Vicky's
eyes. They traced a line along the inside of Robyn's leg, from just
below where Vicky was down to Robyn's waiting pussy. She looked back
into Vicky's eyes, smiling a little, inviting, daring the girl to keep
following her lead. Donna then turned away, moving herself in between
those legs, nibbling and kissing her way up from Robyn's ankle,
heading towards that damp, overheated slit.
Vicky couldn't resist the invitation. She quickly moved into the same
position on the other leg and started kissing her way up as well. She
could almost feel the satisfaction coming from Donna, as she felt
Vicky move into place.
As they both moved closer to Robyn's centre, Vicky occasionally felt a
touch from Donna's shoulder or hip or thigh, each touch sending a
thrill running through her body, setting off tiny shudders and gasps.
Feeling and hearing these same things coming from Donna made it even
more exciting, feeding back on itself, intensifying the reaction.
Those touches became more and more frequent, lasting longer and
longer, until Vicky's side was pressed up against Donna's, giving them
both an almost continuous buzz.
She felt Donna's hand slide on top of hers. Not really knowing what
to do, but not wanting the girl to move her hand away, Vicky curled
her fingers up into those other fingers, intertwining with them, and
hanging on.
Robyn was starting to feel a little frustrated by now. It was quite
apparent, despite the fact that they were both playing with her body,
that they were paying far more attention to each other than to her.
"Ah well," she thought to herself, "it's your own fault. You brought
them together, you face the consequences. I just hope they get me off
before they start in on each other."
Eventually they were both almost at the point where her legs joined.
Just before their cheeks touched, Vicky watched Donna slide up and
over Robyn's leg, reversing her body, almost moving into a sixty-nine
position. Her chest was on Robyn's stomach, and she began to lick and
nibble Robyn's mound and the upper portion of her now-dripping slot.
Vicky pushed Robyn's other leg up at the knee, wiggling her body
underneath and, lying on her side, began to lick and kiss the bottom
parts of that slit, nibbling her way up from the puckered little anus
to just above the dripping hole, pausing long enough to dip in and lap
up as much of that sweet nectar as she could. She then licked her way
back down, tickling and tasting with the tip of her tongue.
Vicky felt a light touch on her calf. Someone's hand, probably
Robyn's, was caressing her, slowly moving up the inside of her leg.
She spread herself wide, suddenly wanting someone to do something with
her pussy. As the hand moved higher, she moaned in anticipation,
needing release from the tensions developing inside her. When that
hand finally reached her aching slit, she whimpered a bit in relief.
Hearing Donna's long, drawn-out groan, she was certain that another
hand had finally reached her pussy as well.
All this tongue lashing was having an effect on Robyn. Vicky could
feel the teen's muscles bunching and relaxing and her hips starting to
jerk and twist. All of a sudden Robyn started to groan, her climax
hitting with little warning. Vicky licked and sucked at that juicy
hole, lapping up all the creamy drippings, not wanting any to go to
waste.
She left the last few drops on her tongue, pushing them high up
Robyn's slit, wanting to share with the other girl. When Donna's
tongue touched hers, Vicky almost climaxed on the spot, the electric
thrill from that contact running through her body felt soooo delicious
and intense. It was all too soon when Donna pulled back a bit to
continue her assault on Robyn's clit.
That hand playing with Vicky's pussy was finally getting somewhere.
There were ripples of pleasure running out from the finger moving in
and out of her aching love-hole, and the sweet sensations coming from
her clit as it was being massaged sent tingles all through her body.
It felt wonderful, but oh-so-slow! Right now she wanted it hard and
fast, but no amount of wiggling or whimpering made any difference to
the hand torturing her between her legs.
Moaning in frustration, she started tonguing and licking Robyn's hole
with a fast, hard rhythm. She could feel her friend quickly working
up to another climax, and then felt it hit as her tongue was grabbed
and squeezed by Robyn's vaginal muscles. More juice started flowing,
thicker and creamier than before. Vicky lapped up everything her
tongue could reach, this time saving it in her mouth for sharing.
Sliding her tongue up higher, moving to Robyn's clit, she again felt
Donna's tongue touch hers, with the same electric tingles running out
from that contact to the rest of her body. Using her tongue, she
began to spread the creamy nectar she'd saved in her mouth on and
around Robyn's clit. Donna's tongue lapped up everything, then went
travelling around again, on and in that pussy.
She could feel Robyn's body start to jerk and wiggle as another wave
of orgasm hit. This time, Vicky started working on the brunette's
clit, sliding over and around Donna's tongue, which was doing the same
thing, and driving Robyn over the edge again, and again. The hand
working on her own pussy started jerking around almost completely at
random before it stopped altogether.
The two of them relentlessly attacked that defenceless little nubbin
with their tongues, stopping only when they heard Robyn whimpering and
moaning for them to stop, please, she couldn't take any more.
Vicky's head fell back onto the bed. She was breathing rapidly, still
moaning softly, still needing release. She could hear Robyn gasping
and panting for air, coming down from the intense orgasms she'd been
put through. Suddenly there was a pair of lips on hers and a tongue
forcing its way into her mouth, startling Vicky with the onslaught.
She could still taste Robyn's flavours on that tongue, and it was
absolutely delicious right then.
Wrapping an arm around Donna's head, Vicky returned the kiss with all
the fire and passion she felt inside her, sliding her tongue into
Donna's mouth, then trying to suck that other tongue into her throat.
A minute or two later, Vicky felt the hand in her gash start to move
again, picking up the pace, quickly speeding up to a hard, steady
rhythm, one she knew would set her off. Whimpering in anticipation,
she could hear/feel Donna moaning through their kiss, probably
receiving the same treatment herself.
When Vicky's first orgasm hit, it was sudden and hard. Her hips were
jumping and thrusting, her legs closing and opening, pussy walls
clutching and grabbing the finger in there. She felt none of that,
lost in a haze of intense pleasure for those long, drawn-out seconds.
Rolling through her like a wave, it started from her groin and washed
into every muscle in her body, rising to a crest before allowing her
to slide down towards normalcy. She tried to pull Donna tighter into
their kiss, moaning and whimpering with pleasure and release. When it
subsided, that need was still there, not quite as bad, but still
almost desperately seeking release. Thank god that hand kept up its
actions.
Next was Donna. Vicky could feel it. Donna almost managed to jerk
her head back from their kiss, but Vicky held her tight. It was a
hard one - she heard/felt Donna moaning, almost screaming, crying into
her mouth, and could feel the shudders from Donna's release right
through their kiss, setting off another orgasmic wave in her own body.
This one was smaller, a short surge of pleasure through her entire
being, leaving behind a tingling sensation.
All through this, that hand in her crotch kept up its relentless
pounding action. Vicky craved it right now, wanting it to go faster
and harder, she needed release again so bad it almost hurt.
This went on for a little while longer, Donna and Vicky setting each
other off on major and minor climaxes. Just when Vicky felt like she
couldn't take any more, Donna gave a final moan and shudder and rolled
away from her. Vicky, whimpering, also rolled away, finally breaking
contact with that relentless hand. Her arm was touching Donna when
she stopped, not wanting to break contact. That deep-seated need and
desire the other girl had brought to life deep inside her was still
there, but felt dull and distant, her body being too tired for
anything more right now.
After a few minutes rest, she felt Robyn's hands on her body, pulling
her up higher on the bed, breaking her contact with her new lover.
Opening her eyes, she saw Robyn pull Donna up to her other side,
laying her down to rest. When they were both settled, Donna touched
her, reaching over top of Robyn. Vicky climbed over top of both
girls, finally settling back into bed behind Donna, fitting herself to
the girl's body spoon-style, wanting as much contact between them as
she could get.
She felt her new friend's shivers and heard her soft moans as their
bodies came together. With her free arm, Vicky reached over to Robyn,
pulling the three of them into a tighter embrace. Donna's hand
covered her own, then she intertwined their fingers in a tight grasp.
That's how they fell asleep.
Vicky was awakened very early in the morning by what felt like
tickling on her feet. Donna was no longer in her arms, so she opened
one eye. Robyn had rolled away a little during the night, over to the
other side of the bed. Her new lover was nowhere to be seen. Then
she felt the tickling on her feet again. Rolling over, she was
suddenly face-to-foot with the blonde.
Feeling the licks and kisses running all over her feet and toes, Vicky
began to return them, nibbling and sucking on Donna's toes. She then
nibbled and kissed her way down the bed, along Donna's ankles, then
her shins and knees, throwing back the covers to get at her thighs.
Finally she reached Donna's hairless mound.
This long, slow journey, feeling Donna's caresses, licks, kisses and
nibbles the whole way, re-awakened that need in Vicky. She could feel
it burning deep inside, as hot and strong as ever. When Donna's
moist, cool tongue touched her mound, Vicky gasped and shivered,
opening her legs up wide. She tried to shove her whole face into
Donna's damp snatch, sucking and licking at all the warm, sweet
nectar, driving Donna into an almost immediate climax.
When the waves of pleasure stopped rocking her body, Donna returned
the favour, nibbling and tasting Vicky's lower and inner lips and
clit, pushing Vicky to the edge as well. Vicky felt it build quickly
in her groin, growing and releasing so fast it was incredible. It
felt like small tremors erupting all over her body, echoes of the
small earthquake taking place wherever Donna's tongue was touching
her.
Vicky could feel her body tiring quickly, not yet recovered from last
night. She rested her head on Donna's thigh, wrapping her arms around
Donna's waist to hold her close. She felt Donna copying her,
preparing for a long session of very tired lovemaking.
Using only her tongue, Vicky ran the tip up and down Donna's slot,
playing with and teasing her clit. It was surprising to Vicky how
quickly and easily Donna moved up into another orgasm. Pulling back
her tongue to let the other girl recover, Vicky closed her eyes and
rested.
After a minute or two, Vicky felt Donna's tongue slide into her
dripping crack and start to tease and tickle. Feeling completely
relaxed, she just let the sensations build. She was almost shocked
when she felt herself sliding into another mild orgasm after what
seemed like only a minute or two. It was so delicious, having it wash
back and forth in her limp body, those sweet sensations tickling all
through her without any of the intense release of those from last
night.
When she recovered a bit, she tongued Donna into another mild orgasm,
receiving another herself a few minutes later. This one was even
softer, simply sliding in from nowhere, running electric tingles
through her entire body, then sliding away again. It took so little
effort, yet felt so good, she wanted to keep doing it forever. Again,
as soon as her body settled down, she gave another to Donna.
It was almost like they were trading the same orgasm back and forth,
using their tongues to pass it through one mouth into the other's
sensitive and over-stimulated clit. Everything felt so nice right
now, so warm, so comfortable, so wonderfully perfect. It was as
though she and her new lover were halves of a natural orgasmic whole,
suddenly brought together. She completely lost herself in this
delightful new playtime.
After some time, and countless small climaxes, she felt hands trying
to pull her away from Donna. She simply hung on tight to her new
friend's waist until the hands gave up. She wasn't ready to stop yet.
Robyn woke up very early the next morning and didn't feel either of
the girls beside her. Opening her eyes, she looked over to see them
both on the other side of the bed, covers thrown back, lying on their
sides in a sixty-nine position. They each had their legs scissored
apart, with their heads pillowed on each other's thighs, arms wrapped
around each other's waists, mouths almost touching each others
pussies.
They seemed to be asleep, but as Robyn watched, Vicky's tongue slid
into Donna's slot to tease and play with her clit. After a minute or
two, Donna shuddered a bit, pulling her face into Vicky's crotch,
moaning very quietly. After the shudders and moaning stopped, both
leaned back slightly, resting, seeming to sleep again. A minute or so
later, Donna's tongue slipped into Vicky's crack, repeating the
performance Vicky'd just given, bringing Vicky to a small, groaning
orgasm. After a minute or two of rest, Vicky started again.
This had apparently been going on for some time, as both girls were
covered with a thin film of perspiration. Both of their pussies were
absolutely dripping with juices, and streaks of their cream and saliva
ran down both sides of their thighs, leaving small wet patches on the
bed under them.
After watching them both go through several mini-orgasms, Robyn
thought it was about time they separated and got some more real sleep.
She tried to pull them apart, but all they did was grab on tighter,
refusing to move or let go. Neither had opened their eyes.
Sighing a bit, Robyn gave up trying to stop them. Instead, she lay
down behind Vicky, pulling the covers over them all, wrapping one arm
around them both. Every few minutes she could feel one or the other
of the girls shudder as another climax hit. She'd never heard of
anyone being able to come this often, with what seemed to be very
little stimulation. She gave up counting their orgasms after a while
and fell back to sleep.
Later that morning, but still fairly early, Robyn woke again. The
girls were in approximately the same positions, but this time they
were definitely asleep. Their arms were relaxed, bodies twisted
slightly, heads tilted to the side, mouths open, breathing softly and
steadily. She smiled to herself, seeing them like this, knowing that
they would be enjoying each others' company far more than their times
with her. Without her help, though, they would never had gotten
together.
She decided she'd better have her talk with them now, while the three
of them had some time and some privacy together. God only knew if a
chance like this would come up again. She woke them by giving them
each a long kiss, licking the insides of their lips and playing with
their tongues, still tasting of the juices from their pussies. As
they woke, they each responded to the kiss, playing with her tongue,
sucking it deeper into their mouths.
Pulling them both up beside her, heads on pillows, she let them cuddle
with each other and kiss quietly for a few minutes, caressing them
both.
"Okay you two, you're gonna have to break for a while. I need to talk
with you both." Donna turned over, putting her back to Vicky, facing
Robyn. She'd pulled Vicky's hand with her, and was now holding it
between her breasts. Vicky pressed in tight, liking the feel of so
much naked skin on skin contact with her friend.
"I've been hoping to get you two together for a while now, but didn't
know how to do it, or how you two would react to each other. This was
a real break for me, making it a lot easier, and it looks like you two
are getting along very well." Both girls blushed, but Vicky gave
Donna a kiss on the back of her neck. Donna squeezed Vicky's hand in
reply.
"You see, this is probably the last time I'll be babysitting either of
you." She listened to their protests for a few seconds before
carrying on. "Yes, it will be the last time. You see, I've found a
real job now, working in an office, and I'll be starting in two weeks.
I've also got myself a steady boyfriend, one I think may be around for
a long time. This means I won't have any more time for babysitting."
She had a hard time continuing, looking at the tears in their eyes,
and starting to cry a bit herself.
"This doesn't mean I don't love you both, because I do. It's just
that I'm getting older and need to do other things in my life. You
two are very special to me, and I'm going to miss you a whole lot.
That's why I'm glad you are getting along so well. I know what it's
like to be without a special friend, I had to go through it before.
You'll have each other now, so it won't seem so bad when I'm not there
anymore."
"I know you both go to the same school, so you'll be able to meet and
talk with each other whenever you want. One thing I thought you might
do is to arrange regular sleep-overs at each other's houses, something
your parents probably wouldn't mind. I don't know what else to say,
except that I love you."
With that, all three girls started crying, hugging each other, telling
them how much they'd miss each other.
After the crying died down, Robyn said that it was time to get up and
mobile. They did the usual things, showering, breakfast, and doing a
lot of talking. Brenda was surprised when Vicky told her about
Robyn's new job and new boyfriend, wondering how come Vicky knew about
it before she did. They spent the rest of the day chatting and
playing. Donna didn't seem nearly as shy as before, joining in with
the talking and laughing at the jokes. She seemed totally different
from the shy little girl she'd been yesterday.
Donna and Vicky never did seem to become close friends at school.
They suspected it would be better to keep their relationship a secret.
They met regularly after school and slept over at each other's houses
as often as they thought they could get away with. They enjoyed each
other's company a great deal, over and above the physical pleasure
they gave each other. Donna was one of the few really close friends
Vicky'd ever had.
This all came to an end after only a few short months. Donna's Dad
was transferred to a new office across the state, getting a promotion
and a raise as incentive. It was a shock to Donna when her Dad
finally told her, and a bigger shock to Vicky when Donna told her
she'd be moving away in a few weeks. They cried in each others arms
for a while, before deciding that it would probably be better if they
didn't see each other for the last while, knowing it would be too hard
to hide their feelings from their friends and families.
Vicky had been hurting because of the loss of her special lover for
more than three months before she found Caitlin.
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Mary was having a hard time fighting back the tears.
"So how come you never told anyone about this?"
"Well, before, I thought you'd both be mad at me. Maybe you wouldn't
let me see Robyn or Donna any more. After Donna left, I hurt a lot,
and felt real sorry for not telling you. I knew you'd be mad when you
found out, so I just didn't say anything. I'm sorry, Mom."
"It's okay, apology accepted. Just remember in the future that you
should talk to us about these things. We're not meanies you know, we
do understand how you feel. We love you and want to help however we
can."
"Okay, Mom. Thanks."
"You realize of course that you're still going to be punished for
lying to your father."
"Yes, Mom."
"We've already talked about it, and I think you should both hear what
it is. Vicky, you're grounded for two weeks, starting tomorrow. That
means the only time you step out of the house is to go to school. No
going to friends houses, and no friends over either. Is that clear?"
Vicky started crying softly, hanging onto Caitlin.
Mary relented slightly. "Vicky, dear, I said YOU couldn't invite any
friends over. I didn't say that your Dad and I couldn't invite
Richard or Caty over."
Vicky sniffled a bit, went over and climbed into her mothers lap.
"Thanks, Mom." She cuddled in her mother's arms for a while.
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<< End of chapter 6>>
Next chapter - Lunch, a busy afternoon, voyeurs, a shower
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