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The Babysitters
by Pointless (killallhippes@gmail.com)

***

What seems like a boring night of babysitting quickly 
turns into a night of sexual discovery when Cindy 
seduces her best friend Andrea with her gentle touch. 
(ff-teens, 1st-lesbian-expr, mast, drugs)

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All comments and feedback appreciated.

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It had been a normal, boring suburban day. Chilly and 
rainy with a wind that cut through you and made it feel 
at least twenty degrees colder than it really was. 
Andrea hadn't seen the sun in two days. Another 
gloomily October in Michigan. 

It was only seven thirty and it was already dark. The 
only good thing about autumn was what was just 
beginning to happen to the trees all around. Beautiful 
colors forming from the dying of the leaves.

Of course, Andrea couldn't have cared less about all of 
that. Tonight was the night she'd be planning for all 
week. Tonight was the night that her best friend Cindy 
was going to spend the night and she'd been absolutely 
giddy all day. She and Cindy always had so much fun 
just hanging out in her room with the door locked and 
the shades drawn doing stuff her mom didn't even want 
to know about.

Usually that fact would be enough to keep her happy and 
smiling all day long, but not this evening. No, her mom 
had to go and mess it all up by suddenly developing a 
social life out of the thin air. Mom's can be such a 
pain at times.

"What do you mean I have to watch Philip?" Andrea was 
now whining to her mother as she touched up her 
lipstick in the bathroom mirror obviously trying her 
hardest to ignore her daughter who had just asked that 
question a mere two seconds ago. "Why can't you just 
get Aunt Rachel to watch him?"

"Andrea, we've already been through this," her Mom 
replied, her frustration restrained but still 
noticeable, "Rachel has watched your little brother 
enough this week. Besides, you're more than capable of 
taking care of your little brother for a few hours 
until he goes to bed."

"But Cindy." Andrea started to protest only to be 
interrupted by her mother.

"Will just make it that much easier for you. Really, 
Andrea, you've taken care of your brother before. He 
likes you, he does what you say and all you'll have to 
do is give him a snack, put in a movie and then tuck 
him into bed at nine. After that you and Cindy will 
have the whole house to yourselves until two. If 
everything looks good when I get back you might even 
make twenty dollars so you and Cindy can go to the 
movies tomorrow and you won't have to rake the lawn 
until tomorrow. I really don't see why you're 
complaining about this," her mother said calmly but 
firmly making it clear that the discussion, whether 
Andrea wanted to admit or not, was over.

Andrea just crossed her arms across her chest and 
walked away in a huff to her room while her mother 
smiled softly to herself. It really had been awhile 
since she'd actually been able to go out and have fun. 
Lately it had been all work, parent/teacher 
conferences, grocery shopping and doctor appointments. 
When her old college roommate and best friend had 
called her out of the blue earlier with an invitation 
to a night of drunken debauchery she just had to 
accept. She hadn't had more than two beers since the 
divorce had been finalized two years ago. She was well 
over do. 

That, and she really missed the fun she and Tiffany 
used to have back in college. That girl had taught her 
so much about sex and having fun and she was still the 
same old Tiffany from back in the day. Wild, crazy and 
flirtatious. She just knew they'd end up in a hotel 
room like the last time she'd been in town. Just the 
thought of it made her wet.

As Andrea reached the top of the stairs and found her 
way to her room she found it hard to resist slamming 
the door behind her. Deep down inside she knew she had 
no real reason to be pissed. Her mom was right. 
Watching Philip would be easy. For a five year old he 
was actually quite even tempered and he did listen to 
his big sister. She was actually the one who finally 
got him potty trained when her mom had all but given it 
up thinking it an impossible task. Watching her little 
brother would be cake.

Still, like any normal American child of the twenty-
first century she would've preferred to have had her 
cake and eaten it too. A house to herself was a blessed 
event. A house to herself and her best friend would 
have been pure bliss. The loss of that rare opportunity 
was reason enough to pout for next fifteen minutes 
alone in her room while she waited for Cindy to be 
dropped off by her brother, so that's just what she did 
after she had finished flinging herself on her bed in 
dramatic fashion and rolled over to stare at the 
ceiling in weak anger.

It seemed like it was only seconds later that she was 
startled awake by a loud knocking on her door. She had 
apparently dozed off and it took her a few seconds to 
remember enough to ask who was there. The door swung 
open almost instantly to reveal Cindy standing in her 
doorway with her usual sarcastic smile firmly set on 
her cute, slightly tanned face.

Cindy and Andrea were different as night and day in so 
many ways it almost boggled the mind to think that they 
were friends. Andrea was the usual product of suburbia 
with her perfect dirty blonde hair in shoulder length 
cut framing a small cute, dimpled face with a delicate 
nose set below and between brightly innocent looking 
blue eyes. Her clothes always looked new and freshly 
cleaned as if she had a new outfit made everyday just 
for her. 

She was short and would probably always be, but her 
body was already showing the signs of smooth, gentle 
curves that would make her the envy of her classmates 
for years to come. Her breasts were small, but well 
shaped. At her age she was already finding herself 
turning down guys almost twice her age. Not that she 
had a problem saying no. She reveled in the attention, 
but, frankly, she just had no interest in the 
attentions of the opposite sex regardless of age.

Cindy, on the other hand, always wore clothes that 
seemed to be handed down from her two older brothers 
and her sister, because the vast majority of them were. 
They all had that well worn quality about them. Often 
they even had holes or permanent stains. Her hair was 
black as the night and went seemingly wherever it 
pleased without appearing to be too messy or nappy. Her 
skin had the light brown tone she'd inherited from her 
father's side of the family and her eyes deep brown 
from the same side.

Her body was a little more firmly planted on the side 
of womanhood than her slightly younger friend. Her 
breasts were a little larger, her butt a little fuller 
and her hips a bit more pronounced. She was the envy of 
all the young girls from the trailer park where she 
lived and spent most of her free time avoiding. Cindy 
had no problem admitting her hatred of her roots. The 
only thing her parents were good for was easily stolen 
money and booze. Even at her young age Cindy was more 
than acquainted to the joys of alcohol among other 
things.

It wasn't all economics and physiology, though. Andrea 
was the cheery optimist to Cindy's dark cynic. When 
they had first met Andrea had been firm believer in the 
artistic value of bubblegum pop while Cindy spent most 
of her time stealing what passed for punk CD's 
nowadays. Cindy had managed to wean Andrea off of the 
worst of CD collection with a mixture of Sleater-Kinney 
she'd borrowed from her sister and some Dead Kennedy's 
she'd "liberated" from the local music store. Cindy was 
all about the old school. It was one of the benefits of 
having siblings up to twelve years her senior. 

"What's up, sleepyhead?" Cindy teased as she shut the 
door behind her and walked over to Andrea's bed to have 
a seat.

"Nothing," replied Andrea as she rubbed her eyes, "Just 
waiting for you to get her to tell you the bad news."

"You mean the babysitting?" Cindy said with a frown and 
an eye roll as she shimmied her backpack off and onto 
the floor. Andrea just nodded and sneered in response 
as she sat up on her elbows.

"Yeah, my mom is going out with her old roommate or 
something. She won't be back until two."

"Old roommate, huh?" Cindy said with a wicked smile and 
raised eyebrows causing Andrea to giggle.

"Shut up," Andrea said as she got up from her bed, "Not 
everyone's a pervert like you."

"Moi?" Cindy responded doing her best to look innocent 
and failing miserably. Andrea giggled again. Cindy did 
that to her. For some reason she always felt so giddy 
around her.

"Yes, you. Like you didn't know, you lesbo," 

"I wouldn't talk, missy. You didn't seem to mind my 
fingers in your." Cindy started, but was quickly 
interrupted by a gentle, yet firm push from Andrea.

"Shut up! I was drunk and you know it. That doesn't 
count. You took advantage of me, you slut." Andrea said 
adamantly, but somewhat unconvincingly to her still 
smirking friend.

"Like you didn't like it," countered Cindy calmly.

"That's beside the point. I'm no lesbian and you know 
it. Just remember that," Andrea said and then smiled 
meekly. Cindy's smirk was still there on her cute, 
deceptively angelic face. She knew the truth. All she 
needed was time and a little luck and Andrea would be 
hers.

The girls were forced to end their little game of hard 
to get by the sound of Andrea's mother yelling from 
downstairs. Andrea yelled her response and then 
returned her gaze to Cindy. Both girls frowned knowing 
that it meant that the most boring part of their night 
was about to begin. 

As they made their way downstairs Andrea noticed her 
mother standing by the door looking at her watch and 
frowning. She was shocked by how beautiful her mother 
looked in her sleek, low-cut black dress that had been 
hanging in her closest since her last big date with the 
asshole cop she'd dated right after the divorce. It was 
absolutely amazing. This wasn't the same woman that had 
fixed her supper only a few hours earlier. This was a 
thirty-five year old goddess.

From the whistle she heard coming from Cindy she knew 
she wasn't the only one who thought so. For a second 
she thought that maybe Cindy had been right about what 
was going to happen tonight between her mother and this 
old roommate. She quickly let that thought exit her 
mind though. Her mom was no lesbian. Was she?

"Nice dress, Miss Evans. You look awesome," Andrea 
heard her friend say as they reached the bottom of the 
stairs. Her mother just smiled broadly and thanked 
Cindy politely before returning instantly to her role 
as mother to give Andrea her instructions for the 
evening. It was all stuff Andrea had heard a thousand 
times before.

"And remember," her mother finished, "If everything 
looks good and I don't hear anything bad from your 
little brother or," and she placed emphasis on this 
part and looked at both girls with a stern expression 
on her face, "from the neighbors there'll be some money 
in this for you both. Understand?" Both girls nodded 
their agreement.

"Don't worry Mom," Andrea said in her best reassuring 
tone, "everything will be fine."

"Good, now your brother is the living room watching 
Finding Nemo. Once it's over I want him in bed, so you 
might get working on that snack. Now, give me a kiss 
and I'll see you in the morning if you're not up, which 
you'd better not be." Andrea kissed her mom on the 
cheek and said good-bye as her mom went out the door.

"Someone's going to get some pussy." Andrea heard Cindy 
say in a sing-song voice behind her. She turned around 
to see her friend smiling a knowing smile and Andrea 
just rolled her eyes at her.

"Come on, let's go make that snack. We only have an 
hour and then we can have fun."

For the next hour the girls tended to the minimal needs 
of Andrea's younger brother. Well, Andrea did while 
Cindy made herself at home on the couch and enjoyed the 
movie and chatted with Philip about his day at 
kindergarten when he wasn't staring blankly at the 
screen watching computerized anthropomorphized fish do 
their thing. Not that Andrea cared. Throwing a bag of 
popcorn in the microwave was hardly a two person job.

Finally, nine o' clock rolled around. The cute, little 
clown fish was reunited with his father and all was 
right on the reef and Phillip was already yawning and 
having trouble staying awake. As the final credits 
rolled on the screen Andrea picked up her little 
brother and carried him upstairs to his bed. She tucked 
him in and gave him kiss goodnight. He was out before 
she even got to the door.

"He's asleep," Andrea said as her bare feet hit the 
cool tile of the breezeway to Cindy who was standing in 
front of the entertainment center DVD in hand.

"Awesome," Cindy said as she bent over a bit and put 
the disc in the player. "Now I can watch you piss your 
pants in fear."

"Please. Like I've never seen a zombie movie before," 
came the flippantly indignant reply from Andrea as she 
planted herself on the couch. She was quickly joined by 
Cindy who sat down right next to her despite the 
abundance of room on the massive sofa.

"Don't try to act all brave like I don't know any 
better," teased Cindy as she snuggled up to her friend 
and pulled an afghan off the back of the couch and 
threw it over both of their legs. Cindy's arm quickly 
found it's way around Andrea's shoulder. Andrea's head 
found it's natural spot on resting on Cindy's shoulder 
with a resigned sigh.

"Oh, shut up," Andrea replied quietly as she made 
herself comfortable leaning against Cindy's soft body, 
"the movie's starting."

As they watched the movie the girls remained close only 
shifting when it was necessary, but never losing 
contact with each other. Andrea would never admit it, 
but loved the feel of Cindy's body touching hers. The 
soft skin, her warmth, her smell. It was all so 
comfortable and right. 

It was weird. She was hardly a touchy feely person. Far 
from it in fact. She hadn't hugged or kissed her mother 
in ages. She'd lost every boyfriend she'd ever had (all 
three of them) because she'd just never been 
comfortable enough with them. Sure, she made out with 
them, one even got as far as feeling up her breasts, 
but it just never felt right. 

Not that she was lesbian. At least she didn't think she 
was. She was just curious. Besides, fingering a girl 
didn't make her a lesbian. She was just returning a 
favor anyway. It was more like a drunken experiment 
than actual sex, right?

That night had been a lot like this one. Cindy had come 
over to spend the night while Andrea's mom had gone out 
with her girlfriends for a drink. Philip had been 
spending the night at his dad's like he did a couple of 
times a month. They didn't have the same father. Not 
that it mattered to Andrea. He was still her little 
brother.

The plan had been to watch a couple of movies then go 
to bed and wake up the next morning and go to the mall 
so Cindy could help Andrea spend what was left of her 
birthday money on some CD's. Andrea was getting bored 
with the teeny bopper crap she'd been listening to and, 
though she hated to admit it, Cindy had great taste in 
music and had knowledge of bands that Andrea had never 
even heard of. The girl knew her pop culture. 

The plan had gone great for awhile. They watched the 
first movie, some boring teeny movie Andrea had picked 
out on a whim much to Cindy's dismay. Then they watched 
the second one, a sad, sappy movie of Cindy's choosing 
which also sucked.

It was half through the second movie that Cindy had 
brought out the bottle of Irish Cream and had 
nonchalantly took a swig and passed it to Andrea.

"What the hell is this?" Andrea asked as she sniffed 
the bottle. It smelled sweet and definitely alcoholic. 
She'd smelled her mom's rum before. This wasn't half as 
bad, but it was definitely booze.

"Irish cream," Cindy said, still playing it cool, 
"Drink it. It's good. You'll like it. It might help 
make this movie interesting."

"But isn't this alcohol?" Andrea asked quietly as if 
she was afraid of being caught despite the absence of 
an adult presence.

"Yeah," Cindy had replied a little sarcastically, "Just 
drink it, Andrea. It ain't gonna kill you or anything. 
It tastes good. You'll like it. Trust me."

That did it. If Andrea had one weakness it was peer 
pressure. She couldn't stand to be viewed as a wet 
blanket ruining anybody's fun. It also helped to know 
that regardless of whether she drank any or not Cindy 
was going to get drunk. She actually seen her drink 
before and she'd tried to talk Andrea into joining in 
then too. Luckily (or unluckily) Andrea had had to go 
home early that first night so she had an easy out. She 
didn't have that luxury that night.

So Andrea swallowed her fears as she took a swig from 
the bell shaped bottle of sweet liqueur and gagged. 
Cindy laughed at her and urged to take another swig. 
Andrea looked at her a bit incredulously, but obeyed. 
This time she took a smaller drink and avoided smelling 
it. To her surprise it actually tasted pretty good 
after you got past the slight tinge of alcohol. Like a 
sweet chocolate milk, but entirely different. Without 
being urged she took another swig before handing it 
back to back to a smiling Cindy.

"It's good isn't it?" Cindy asked before taking drink 
herself. Andrea just nodded as she grabbed the bottle 
from Cindy and took another gulp. The girls kept 
passing it back and forth until they emptied the bottle 
of every last drop of it's contents. By the time they 
were done Andrea had downed more than her share, but 
Cindy didn't seem to mind. In fact, she just pulled 
another bottle from her bag and the girls managed to 
finish it off before the credits rolled on the second 
and, as it turned out, final movie.

By the time they were done drinking both girls were a 
loud, giggly mess. Andrea was spouting off anything 
that came to her mind and Cindy wasn't any better. 
Andrea still wasn't quite sure how the subject of sex 
had come about, but she knew that once it was brought 
up it became the sole subject of discussion.

Cindy did most of the talking considering that between 
the two of them she was the only one with any real 
experience. Andrea remembered her friend going into 
great detail about the time she let her oldest 
brother's best friend eat her pussy because she was 
bored. Her love of detail caused Andrea to giggle like 
a fool. Apparently he was rather unimpressive.

When Cindy started talking about her experiences with 
girls Andrea stopped laughing. Instead she listened 
with rapt attention to every detail they came from 
Cindy's expressively dirty mouth. Even at her young age 
Cindy had had quite a few experiences with girls. Many 
Andrea knew and more then a few came as quite shock. 
One in particular caught her attention.

"You fucked Becky Silverman?" Andrea had asked in 
disbelief.

"Hell yeah, she was good too. Why? Did you know her 
something?" Cindy had responded.

"She was my best friend back in seventh grade. I can't 
believe you fucked her. She was always such a prude. 
She wouldn't even masturbate in front of m." Andrea 
suddenly stopped herself, but it was too late. Cindy 
had her and pounced upon her admission.

"You, little miss virgin prude, have masturbated in 
front of people? You're fucking kidding me!" Cindy 
nearly yelled as she smiled broadly. Andrea just 
blushed and froze. She'd never told anybody about that 
and she had never planned on it. 

"Oh, come on. Don't be all embarrassed," Cindy chided 
her. "I just told you a bunch of shit and you can't 
talk about the one time you masturbated in front of 
some girl? Don't be a pussy, Andrea."

"We didn't do it," Andrea said quietly distressed by 
the fact that her past was now the focus of the 
conversation.

"Well, why not?" Cindy had pressed on, "Come on don't 
be shy. I was just teasing you. I'm your best friend. 
I'm not going to make fun of you."

"I don't know," Andrea sighed, "She didn't want to."

"But you did, huh?" Cindy asked. 

"Well, yeah," Andrea admitted openly, "It was my idea."

"Did you do it anyway?" Cindy pushed the questioning 
further. The subject intrigued her and turned her on.

"No!" Andrea said loudly. "What do you think I am, a 
perv?"

"Apparently," Cindy cracked and Andrea blushed causing 
Cindy laugh gently at her friend. "Oh, come on. If 
you're a pervert for wanting to watch a girl masturbate 
when I actually had sex with her what does that make 
me?" Cindy said as she leaned over slightly as she put 
her hand on Andrea's arm. 

Andrea just kept blushing. She didn't know why she even 
mentioned it. She had never told anyone about that 
night before. She had really wanted it to happen. 
Andrea couldn't have admitted it then and still 
wouldn't now, but she had been attracted to Becky like 
she had never been attracted to anyone else before. 
She'd cried the next morning after Becky had gone home. 
Not just because she'd failed to see her friend 
masturbate, but because she knew that it meant the end 
of their friendship. It did. Becky made herself scarce 
soon after that.

And now here she was hearing how her new best friend 
had sex with her old best friend. It was weird and 
confusing to say the least. Damn it, she was jealous 
even though she knew she shouldn't be. The booze was 
definitely getting to her head. 

While Andrea sat there blushing and worrying about her 
sexual identity Cindy's drunken mind was forming a 
plan. She knew exactly what was going on in Andrea's 
head. She witnessed it several times and, like a lot of 
girls of her persuasion, she had moments like these 
herself. She'd been able to work it out, but not 
everyone was able to. Some people needed a little help. 
Cindy was in a helpful mood.

"Come on," Cindy said as she got up and looked down at 
Andrea. Andrea just looked at her friend confused.

"What?" Andrea said after a pause that seemed to last 
an eternity. Cindy just responded by grabbing her 
friends hand and pulling her to her feet.

"Come on," She said as she began to lead her upstairs, 
"I have something to show you."

Andrea followed wondering what exactly was going on. If 
she had known at the time she probably would've ran the 
other way and regretted it for the rest of her life. 
When they got her room and Cindy began unbuttoning her 
pants Andrea almost did just that. The only thing that 
stopped her was fear of missing out on something she'd 
wanted for so long.

"What are you waiting for?" Cindy asked as she pulled 
off her jeans and panties in one tug, "Get undressed."

"What... what are you doing?" Andrea asked in a shaky 
voice even though she knew exactly what Cindy was going 
to do. The butterflies in her stomach were going crazy 
even as her pussy began to tingle and moisten at the 
sight of Cindy's trimmed sex. The butterflies nearly 
flew out of her stomach when Cindy stepped up to her 
and grabbed her hands again before placing a soft kiss 
on her lips.

"I'm going to show what you missed out on, silly," 
Cindy said with a wink as she reached down to help 
Andrea rid herself of her cargo pants. Andrea was lost 
in her thoughts. She was both scared and unbelievably 
aroused. She wanted to move, to either run out of the 
room or help Cindy remove her pants; she wasn't sure, 
but she was frozen.

Cindy didn't seem to notice as she finished unbuckling, 
unbuttoning and unzipping and began to tug Andrea's 
pants and panties done in the same manner she had her 
own. As she lowered herself down to her knees to help 
the clothes on their way down she found herself staring 
at Andrea's beautiful pussy. The scent filled her nose. 
She could almost taste her friend's arousal and she 
almost did, but she kept her urges under control. No 
need to scare Andrea away by being too forward. With 
any luck there would be plenty of time for that later.

"Come on," Cindy said as she took back up and smiled 
softly at Andrea. She grabbed her friends shaking hand 
and led to her own queen size bed and guided her to 
take a seat against the headboard. Andrea allowed 
herself to be led and positioned almost as if she was 
in a trance. Really, she was. She was simply entranced 
by the sight of Cindy's pussy.

Once she was comfortable Cindy simply spread her legs 
and began to slowly massage her pussy as Andrea gasped 
and stared at her friend in awe. She somehow hadn't 
expected Cindy to just start touching herself like 
that. She'd almost thought it was all just an elaborate 
joke, but the sight of Cindy's long fingers slowly 
sliding between her already slick pussy lips as her 
other hand caressed her breasts through the thin 
material of her t-shirt proved to her that this was for 
real and, more importantly, this was beautiful.

Cindy's eyes were closed as she patiently began to work 
her fingers over her sex. She was obviously a girl who 
knew what she liked. Her trimmed fingers took their 
time rubbing her swollen lips as her thumb made slow, 
tight circles around clit. The moisture of her sex 
glistened in the soft light of Andrea's room as she 
softly moaned letting Andrea know she was enjoying 
herself immensely.

While Andrea's eyes were glued to the sight of Cindy's 
exhibition her own hands lost their lethargy and began 
to almost unconsciously began to work their way to her 
pussy. As her fingers grazed her clit Andrea let out a 
hissing sigh and a shiver ripped through her body. She 
closed her eyes for a brief second as the pleasure of 
the mini orgasm coursed through her, but once it faded 
her eyes instantly returned to the sight before her.

The pure beauty of Cindy's fingers working in and 
around her pussy as her hips slowly gyrated against the 
stimulation was absolutely spellbinding. Andrea did her 
best to mimic her friend's movements. When Cindy Rubbed 
her clit Andrea did the same. When Cindy slowly dipped 
her index fingers into her depths Andrea followed her 
lead and let out a quavering moan. The smell of the 
mutual arousal filled both girls' nostrils. 

Cindy's eyes slowly opened as she felt herself approach 
her first orgasm. Her eyes went from Andrea's fingers 
madly pumping away at her tight, slick flower up her 
tight belly that was exposed by Andrea's arm as Andrea 
savagely molested her tiny breasts under her thin t-
shirt to her exquisitely contorted face obviously 
focused on Cindy's sex. The sight made her want to come 
that much more. Beauty, pure beauty.

"Oh god, Andrea," Cindy panted to her friend causing 
Andrea to remove her gaze from her handy work to 
Cindy's face, "I'm going to come, baby. Come with me. 
Oh God, come with me."

Andrea just groaned as she redoubled her efforts to 
obey Cindy's command. She'd never been this aroused. It 
was unbelievable. At the moment she realized that Cindy 
was the best friend she had ever had and ever would.

And with that thought she felt her orgasm begin to 
build and her breathing came in quick pants until she 
felt her whole being enveloped by a surge of pleasure 
unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. She 
screamed with ecstatic joy as bliss shredded her mind 
and her body tensed up and became rigid.

The sight of Andrea coming was more than enough to push 
Cindy over the edge as she came with a shivering squeal 
as her eyes squeezed shut. She saw stars as Andrea's 
screams of joy echoed through her brain. It was 
glorious.

Neither girl's hand left their work as they came down 
from their orgasm. They were too keyed up to stop now. 
Andrea's fingers were still wantonly pounding away at 
her wet, throbbing pussy. It was now Cindy's turn to 
stare in amazement. Cindy, however, was not content to 
just watch.

Andrea nearly screamed when she felt her fingers being 
joined by her friends, but her scream was silenced by 
Cindy's mouth on hers. The feeling of Cindy's fingers 
working her pussy and her soft lips against her own 
left Andrea weak. Any desire to protest quickly melted 
away. 

Cindy's fingers were like magic on Andrea's pussy. She 
was pure putty in her friend's skilled hands. She 
didn't even notice at first when Cindy began to guide 
her left hand to the moist junction of Cindy's thighs, 
but once she felt that slick fur touch her finger tips 
she wasted no time in getting to work.

The girls shifted position until they were on their 
sides facing each other, bodies close together as they 
kissed and did their best to bring each other to 
another glorious orgasm. The scent, the feel, 
everything was so perfect. Cindy's tongue felt so right 
in Andrea's mouth. Her warm body felt so good pressed 
against Andrea.

Cindy's thumb was making tight circles around Andrea's 
clit as she worked her index and middle fingers in and 
out of her friend's tight sex. Andrea did her best to 
keep up with Cindy as she tried to keep her head, but 
as Cindy hit spots she didn't even know existed she had 
a hard time just keeping her fingers inside of Cindy's 
sticky hole.

Not that Cindy minded. She was so turned on that even 
the clumsy ministrations of her inexperienced friend 
were enough. She ground herself against Andrea's palm. 
Her main task was bringing Andrea to her second orgasm 
of the night anyway. Her own pleasure could wait.

Andrea was getting close. Those glorious fingers were 
driving her mad. Her moans easily escaped the deep kiss 
she shared with Cindy. Her pelvis pounded wildly 
against Cindy's hand as she felt it building and then 
with another scream she came again.

"That's it," Cindy whispered into Andrea's ear as she 
quivered against the invading fingers that were now 
thoroughly soaked with girl come, "Come for me. You're 
so beautiful. So beautiful."

Andrea's hand came out from Cindy's pussy as she 
wrapped her arms around her best friend and kissed her 
hard while Cindy continued to play with her through the 
entire orgasm. 

"Oh god! That was gr..." Andrea started to say as she 
finally came down from orgasmic high and broke the kiss 
with Cindy, but the sound of the garage door opening 
suddenly made her realize that she and Cindy weren't 
the only people in the world.

"Oh shit." Andrea said as she shot up from the bed, "My 
mom's home! Get dressed!" 

Cindy did as Andrea told her and the girl's pulled on 
their pants in record time and ran downstairs just 
before Andrea's mom came through the door. Cindy barely 
had time to sneak the empty Irish cream bottles back 
into her backpack before Miss Evans rounded the corner.

"What are you girls doing up?" she said as eyed the two 
flushed, panting and messy haired girls trying their 
best to look innocent on the couch.

"Umm," Andrea said trying to buy time for an excuse. 
Her still buzzing brain was of absolutely no use 
however. Cindy was on the ball however.

"We were just about to go to bed, Miss Evans. We fell 
asleep watching the movie. We'd probably still be 
asleep if you hadn't parked in the garage," Cindy was 
good at making excuses. Andrea's mom accepted it 
gladly. She was obviously a little drunk herself. She 
made some chatter and excused herself to go to bed and 
the girls followed her lead.

And that was the end of their fun. Andrea had wanted to 
finish up, but Cindy had just said, "Don't worry. You 
owe me one," and they had just gone to bed.

When they woke up neither one of them even mentioned 
it. They just smiled at each other knowingly and that 
was that. It had been a fun night, but Andrea had 
managed to file it away as a freak occurrence. Still, 
she wouldn't really mind if it happened again.

These were the thoughts that running through her head 
as she nodded off to the sight of some bitchy girl 
getting her arm ripped off by some zombie in a dark 
alley for some reason. She didn't care she was just so 
comfortable.

"Hey, sleepyhead. Wake up," Andrea heard as she became 
aware of the fact that she was being nudged somewhat 
roughly by a hand on her shoulder.

"Wake up," Cindy repeated as she pushed Andrea of her 
shoulder, "The movie's over and my shoulder's asleep, 
lazybones."

"What time is it?" Andrea asked as she finally came 
back to life and removed her head from Cindy's 
shoulder.

"Ten," Cindy said as she started to rub her shoulder.

"The movies over already?" Andrea asked as she started 
to yawn.

"Nah, it just sucked, so I turned it off."

"Oh, it wasn't that bad," Andrea said as she got up and 
stretched. 

"How would you know? You were out fifteen minutes after 
it started," Cindy teased as she got up and folded up 
the afghan and put it back on the couch

"Was not," Andrea protested as she turned around to 
face Cindy's as she flattened out the afghan trying her 
best to make it look perfect. Andrea suddenly 
remembered the promise of money and started picking up 
the living room a little herself.

"Please, I heard you snoring right after the dumb bitch 
was ripped to shreds," Cindy teased as finally finished 
her small task to see Andrea carrying the popcorn bowl 
into the kitchen. Her eyes were instantly drawn to 
Andrea's cute, little butt in her tight jeans. She was 
a little more interested it was between those thighs, 
but it was still a nice view.

"I don't snore," Andrea said from the kitchen as she 
put the popcorn bowl in the dishwasher and turned it 
on. She yawned again as she turned around. Why am I so 
tired tonight? she thought to herself as she made her 
back to the living room. Cindy was standing by the 
entertainment center again this time turning everything 
off.

"So," said Andrea after Cindy finished her small task, 
"what do you want to do now?"

"Let's go listen to some music up in your room. I feel 
like getting out of these clothes and getting 
comfortable," Cindy said as she pulled on her on second 
hand soccer shirt and grimaced.

"Fine by me. I'm thinking about going to bed anyway," 
Andrea agreed.

"No sleep, music," Cindy said in a mocking, parental 
tone as she pointed authoritatively at Andrea. Andrea 
just yawned again.

"We'll see."

The girls wasted no time getting changed once they were 
upstairs. Not that it was hard considering their usual 
sleep attire was a pair of panties and a t-shirt. Cindy 
merely unbuckled her belt, unzipped her cargo pants and 
let them slide down her leg to the floor revealing a 
pair of incongruous pink, floral panties. 

"Hey!" Andrea said as she noticed what Cindy was 
wearing on her cute butt, "those are mine."

"I wondered where these came from," Cindy said as she 
ran her fingers along the inside of the waistband, 
"They're too cutesy for me."

"Cutesy?" Andrea replied as she allowed her pants to 
fall to floor. "They're panties. What else are they 
supposed to look like?"

"Umm, ever heard of thongs?" sneered Cindy as she sat 
down on the bed on pulled her CD book out of her 
backpack. Andrea noticed this and immediately began to 
protest.

"No punk," she said as she sat down next to Cindy and 
began to pull off her socks.

"Okay, okay," Cindy said as slipped a couple of CD's 
out of the book and got up to put them in the CD 
player. She put in one from Andrea's pathetic selection 
to keep the peace and hit shuffle and play before 
sitting down at the head of the bed.

As the music began to work it's magic the girls started 
talking about the usual subjects of gossip. Andrea 
focused on cute guys somewhat convincing while Cindy 
centered more on bitchy girls she obviously had a thing 
for. They also talked about the next day, clothes, the 
music that was playing and so much more. 

As time clicked by Cindy started to talk more and 
Andrea started to talk less. The music Cindy had 
selected was extremely relaxing and Andrea was again 
having a hard time staying awake. She tried to fight it 
off, but as Cindy was describing the difference between 
British punk and American punk Andrea nodded off. 

Suddenly she became aware of the fact that she was 
being beat across the head with a pillow. She grunted 
in protest and put up her hands to block the offending 
bag of goose down only to get across the stomach.

"Stop it!" she finally shouted, "I was sleeping!"

"I know you were, you dumb ass. That's why I was 
hitting you," Cindy responded matter-of-factly as she 
whacked Andrea one more time for good measure. Andrea 
just rolled over and buried her in her pillow. Cindy 
had just about had enough.

"Come on, Andrea," she said as she gently punched 
Andrea's shoulder as she feigned sleep. "It's only 
eleven thirty five on a Friday. You can't go to bed 
now." 

"Why not?" Andrea groaned in response, "I'm bored. 
Let's just go to bed, we will do something tomorrow."

"Get up!" Cindy yelled as she reached out and the one 
thing that pissed Andrea off more than anything: she 
started to tickle her ribs. 

"Stop it!" Andrea screamed between bursts of laughter 
as she squirmed her way off the bed and away from 
Cindy's teasing fingers. When she landed on the floor 
with a thud she could hear her best friend giggling 
wildly. 

"Bitch," she said as she got back on the bed. "You're 
going to wake my little brother."

"Oh, he's not waking up for anything." Cindy replied 
dismissively. "So. what do you want to do?"

"Go to sleep. What else are we going to do?"

"Oh, I have few ideas." Cindy replied in her best 
impression of a sexy voice as reached out and gently 
stroked Andrea's thigh. 

Andrea giggled and brushed her hand aside. Cindy knew 
she loved it. She only needed to lose these annoying 
little girl inhibitions. Last week all it taken was a 
little bit of Irish cream. Sadly, she didn't have any 
booze with her tonight. Luckily, she had another plan 
that she knew Andrea would enjoy and, more importantly, 
might just make it easier for her to enjoy Andrea.

"Come on, Andrea," Cindy said as she allowed her hand 
to be removed from that soft, thigh. "If you stay up 
I'll make it worth your while."

"I already told you, I like boys, Cindy. I don't want 
to." Andrea started to protest nervously. 

Now was the time of decision. She couldn't appear over 
eager or she wouldn't even get a chance to witness the 
beautiful sight of Andrea bringing herself to a sweet, 
self inflicted orgasm. Andrea may have been willing on 
the inside, but she had will power like no one else 
Cindy had ever met. Cindy respected that will power 
even if it was the one road block to her plans. She had 
to be smooth.

"Oh, hush," she said as she lightly slapped Andrea's 
knee, "I have something else in mind, you prude."

"Prude?" Andrea responded, mildly offended. "Lesbian."

"Shut up, prude. You know you liked it when I fingered 
you last week." Cindy came back teasingly. She wasn't 
about to let Andrea get away with a statement like that 
without a comeback.

"Shut up yourself!" Andrea whispered loudly. "You 
promised."

"Oh, stop it. I already said it didn't involve sex you 
weirdo. Don't you want to know what it is?" Cindy said 
as smirked knowingly at her friend.

"What is it already? Is it Irish cream?" Andrea's eyes 
lit up as this thought crossed her mind. 

"Nope," Cindy answered, her smirk getting bigger, " 
It's even better, but you have to promise not to freak 
or tell anyone."

"What is it?" Andrea asked, intrigued. What could 
better than alcohol?

"Promise." Cindy repeated as her face became serious. 
Andrea thought about it briefly before answering firmly 
in the positive. They sealed the deal with a pinky 
swear and Cindy got up and went to her back pack. 

Andrea couldn't help but check out Cindy's body as she 
stood and then bent over right before her eyes. Her 
eyes examined the soft curves of Cindy's ass barely 
hidden by the thin material of the stolen floral 
panties and the smooth, silky still markedly girlish 
legs that extended downwards from below those cute 
cheeks. The little bit of Cindy's back that was 
revealed when Cindy bent over and her short white t-
shirt rode up also caught her eye. Andrea was 
definitely turned on by the mere presence of her 
friend. She was just unwilling to admit to herself what 
was obvious to Cindy from the first day they met.

When Cindy got up and turned around palming a plastic 
bag and lighter which she quickly hid behind her Andrea 
allowed her eyes to quickly glance over the small, but 
definite swells of Cindy's young breasts under the thin 
cloth. Cindy stood still well aware of the examination 
and frankly enjoying it.

Suddenly, Andrea's bothersome conscience finally kicked 
in and she turned away blushing slightly. Cindy smiled, 
but kept her mouth shut as she took the few steps to 
the bed and sat down on cross-legged in front of 
Andrea. The "surprise" was still hidden behind her 
back. 

"Well." Andrea said after recovering from her 
embarrassment, "what is it, freak?"

Cindy simply brought her hand out from behind her back 
to reveal a plastic baggy containing three fat joints. 
Andrea thought she knew what it was, but she wasn't 
sure. Cindy obviously wasn't going to tell her.

"Is that." Andrea began and stopped not wanting to ask 
a stupid question.

"Weed?" Cindy finished for her as she watched Andrea's 
eyes light up with intrigued astonishment. "Yep."

"That's illegal, Cindy. Where the hell did you get 
that?" Andrea asked with a mix of fear and curiosity. 
Like any normal, American kid she'd heard of marijuana. 
She knew it was supposed to be bad and evil and all 
that. She half expected it to jump out of the bag and 
steal her soul despite the fact that it was just three 
little cigarettes in a thin plastic bag.

"So?" came the flippant response from Cindy as she 
opened the bag and pulled a joint out.

"So? We'll get in trouble!" Andrea said in worried 
whisper. Cindy just smiled knowingly at her naive 
friend.

"Only if we get caught," Cindy said in her usual 
unworried tone, "Just open the window a little bit and 
stick a blanket under the door. It's just weed. It's 
not like you're going to go crazy and stay up all night 
seeing demons flying around your head. At worst you'll 
fall asleep. Don't be a sissy, Andrea. It's not like 
your mom is going to come busting in the door. She 
isn't even home."

Cindy knew which buttons to push to get the desired 
reaction from Andrea. Andrea's look of fearful shock 
was quickly replaced by defiant anger at the idea that 
she was a sissy. Just because she was from the suburbs 
didn't mean she was some pampered, sheltered bitch.

"I'm not a sissy." Andrea said.

"Then let's smoke this," Cindy responded, knowing she 
won.

"Fine, but you have to open the window," Andrea 
conceded. 

"Ok. No problem. You have to jam something under the 
door," Cindy said as she got up to open the window. 
"Oh, I have some incense, too. That'll help with the 
smell."

Both girls completed their minor tasks. Cindy cracked 
the window just a bit feeling the cool breeze against 
her skin. She then placed a stick of incense in the 
incense holder and lit the stick of nag champa. Andrea 
just shoved as much of her comforter as she could into 
the space under the door. She was still pushing on it 
with her feet trying to get it perfect when Cindy said 
"Good enough, let's light this thing."

Cindy wasted no time lighting the joint once Andrea 
joined her on the bed. Andrea watched her friend 
closely as she touched the fire to the tip of the 
rolled smoke and it caught fire for a second as Cindy 
puffed it once letting the smoke roll out of her mouth. 
She brought the burning end close to her mouth and blew 
out the flame with a cloud of white smoke before 
returning the unlit end to her lips and taking a long, 
slow drag and then handed the joint to Andrea. 

"How do you. you know. smoke it?" asked Andrea shyly as 
she held the joint like it was bloody knife or an armed 
hand grenade. Cindy almost laughed and was forced to 
exhale hurriedly to avoid a coughing fit. She stopped 
herself when she saw the hurt look on Andrea's face.

"You just suck on it, kind of like a straw and then you 
inhale the smoke in your mouth. Don't suck on to long 
or you'll get too much smoke and you cough your ass 
off," said Cindy. 

Andrea did as she was told. The weed had an odd, skunky 
smell to it which, if Andrea had ever smoked before, 
would have told her that this was fairly decent smoke. 
It tasted funny, not bad, but nothing like she 
expected. She puffed and then she inhaled.

"Now hold it in for a minute," Cindy said as soon as 
she noticed Andrea had inhaled. "This is something you 
have to savor."

Andrea again did as she was told as she passed the 
joint back to Cindy. She held the hit as long as she 
could. Just as Cindy was finishing up her hit Andrea 
exhaled with a series of coughs. Cindy held the joint 
out to her as she started to recover. For her first 
time smoking Andrea was doing quite well.

"Good job," Cindy said as she slowly exhaled her second 
hit, "First time I smoked I coughed so much I puked. 
You're lucky this is good smoke."

"Really?" Andrea said as she held the joint in her hand 
and examined it. 

"Well, it isn't the best, but it's better than some," 
Cindy said as she watched Andrea examine the joint as 
it slowly burned. "Hey, don't study it. Smoke it."

"Huh?" Andrea said before she suddenly remembered what 
she was doing. She was already starting to feel the 
effects of the pot. "Oh, sorry."

The girls continued to pass the joint back and forth 
until it was down to a tiny, little roach that Andrea 
dropped on her bed after it burned the tip of her 
fingers. Cindy picked it up and set on the incense 
holder as Andrea started laughing like a moron at 
nothing in particular. Cindy knew what this meant: 
Andrea was stoned.

"Feeling pretty good?" Cindy asked she laid down on her 
side, her right arm propping up her head as she stared 
at Andrea's back with a wicked smirk on her face. 
Andrea turned and noticed Cindy laying on her side and 
decided that looked comfortable and laid down on her 
back still chuckling softly. She knew she'd just been 
asked a question, but she'd already forgotten what it 
was.

"I guess that's a yes," Cindy said softly as she 
reached out and began to gently run her fingers along 
the soft skin of Andrea's arm. It felt so good just to 
touch her friend anywhere. She was already getting wet. 
She just couldn't take waiting much longer. 

"What?" the gentle skin contact on her arm brought 
Andrea back down just enough to remember that Cindy was 
talking to her. The fact that she was all touching her 
didn't bother her so much. In fact, the contact felt 
nice.

"Do you like the weed?" Cindy asked as she continued to 
allow her fingers to trace little circles on Andrea's 
skin.

"I guess," came the wary response from Andrea. "I feel 
a little. I don't know. weird?"

"Good weird or bad weird?" Cindy said as she casually 
scoot a little bit closer to her friend and allowed her 
free hand to land on Andrea's smooth, t-shirt covered 
tummy. Andrea didn't react. She just smiled as she kept 
eye contact with Cindy.

"Good weird, definitely," she giggled as she rolled 
over on her side too facing Cindy as Cindy's hand went 
with the flow until it rested on Andrea's waist just 
above her hips. The girl's faces were less than a foot 
apart as they stared each other down. Almost 
subconsciously Andrea brought her hand up to Cindy's 
panty clad before absent mindedly allowing to slide 
down and forward pulling up Cindy's t-shirt just a 
little bit as her fingers dragged across it.

"I'm glad you liked it," Cindy said, her voice getting 
quieter as she began to find her harder and harder to 
keep herself from jumping on top of Andrea. Her hand 
was now beginning to slowly meander under the bottom of 
Andrea's t-shirt to softly caress the soft skin they 
lay underneath. Again Andrea barely seemed to notice. 
Andrea, for her part, was playing with the edge of 
Cindy's t-shirt with her fingers occasionally brushing 
against Cindy's belly. 

The light touch was almost too much. It both tickled 
and aroused Cindy. She just couldn't take it anymore. 
Andrea had been staring at her with that cute, little 
smile on her face for what seemed like an eternity even 
though it had only been a hand full of seconds. She 
just had to do something. So she kissed Andrea.

It was a quick kiss. Just a light peck on the lips. A 
test, if you will, to see if she was reading the 
situation correctly. This was nothing new to their 
friendship, but she knew how sensitive Andrea was to 
her advances. Some days she could do no wrong, others 
it was best to keep her hands to herself. But after 
last weekend she just had to have more or she'd die.

"What was that?" Andrea said in almost a whisper. Her 
smile was still there, but she had a scared look in her 
eyes. She always had that look when Cindy did these 
kinds of things. 

"Nothing. I just think you're beautiful. Did you like 
it?" Cindy asked as her began to work a little higher 
up Andrea's side pushing the up along with her.

"Yeah, it was nice, but." Andrea started to say.

"Good," Cindy said before she kissed Andrea again. This 
time she added a little more passion. Andrea was stuck 
between knowing she shouldn't be letting this happen 
and knowing that it felt so right. It always felt right 
when Cindy kissed her. That's what scared her so much. 
She knew that for some reason she wasn't quite sure of 
this. It was supposed to be wrong. But it wasn't. It 
was oh so right.

While Andrea's mind debated the issue briefly her body 
had already made it's mind. When Cindy's tongue gently 
begged her lips for entrance her lips parted with 
asking permission from her brain. When Cindy's body 
shifted as if she wanted to lay atop her Andrea's body 
again acquiesced without a conscious thought. The feel 
of that soft, warm tongue dancing with her own, the 
soft, warm body pressed tightly against her own. It was 
the stuff of dreams.

Andrea's hands began to slowly, then more urgently 
explore the silky skin of her friends back and butt 
cheeks. She squeezed and stroked the softly yielding 
flesh as Cindy did the same to her. Both girls were now 
openly moaning into each others mouths. Their passion 
was quickly getting the better of them as pushed and 
pulled against cloth to grab more skin.

"God, we got to get out of these clothes," Cindy said 
as she broke the kiss and sat up quickly. With almost 
violent urgency she quickly discarded her t-shirt 
revealing her thin, sleek frame to Andrea's adoring 
eyes. With equal speed she worked her panties off and 
threw across the room. She grabbed the waist band on 
Andrea's panties and pulled them down with an equal 
urgency.

"Sit up, sweetie," Cindy said to Andrea and Andrea 
obeyed in a daze. Cindy made quick work of Andrea's t-
shirt and in an instant the girl's were again locked in 
sweet embrace. Now there was nothing in the way and 
both girls instantly felt the difference.

Hands continued to explore as tongues intermingled 
between the girls open mouths, but soft, firm bellies 
slid against each other as legs intertwined and breasts 
pressed against each other, hard nipples electrified by 
the contact.

The small room was alive with the sounds of bedsprings 
squeaking and the girls impassioned groans as the 
girls' thighs found their way between each others' 
legs. The feel of Cindy's firm thigh pressed up against 
her now sopping wet pussy and throbbing clit was better 
than Andrea could've ever imagined as she began to 
instinctively grind her sex against the soft muscle. 
Cindy did the same to Andrea's now slick leg and soon 
the bed springs were squeaking even louder than before 
as the girls began to fuck each other like animals.

This had not been the plan, but Cindy went with it, 
enjoying the feeling of the friction as she began to 
sweat from exertion as she humped Andrea's thigh 
wildly. Even though the girls mouths were locked 
together in a lusty kiss their moans still filled the 
room with sound of their lovemaking, but as the 
friction began to build and the feeling began to 
overwhelm both girls the kiss was broken and nothing 
could block the sounds any longer.

"Oh god," Cindy grunted as grabbed Andrea's hands and 
pinned them behind her head while she pounded her cunt 
against her friend's thigh. Andrea couldn't even form 
words as her own hips gyrated wildly against Cindy. She 
was already beginning to feel her orgasm building 
inside of her. She'd never felt any like this before. 
This intense, this violent, this good. She was totally 
out of control. Her body was doing it all for her and 
she couldn't care less.

"I'm coming, Andrea," Cindy said between panting grunts 
as her thrusting hips somehow managed to kick it up 
another notch. "Oh fuck! Oh fucking." She stopped 
talking as the orgasm finally reached the surface and 
her body was filled with warm ecstasy. Her animal grunt 
was like music to Andrea's ears as her back arched and 
she felt her own rush of pleasure course between her 
body and mind while Cindy still held her pinned to the 
bed.    

Cindy's mouth found its way to Andrea's again as Cindy 
collapsed on top of her best friend as her first orgasm 
subsided. She released Andrea's arms and they instantly 
found their way to Cindy's backside to knead the soft 
flesh as both girls attacked each others mouths with 
renewed hunger. 

This was going much better than Cindy could have 
possibly dreamed. Things were moving so fast she almost 
worried that it was a dream. If it was she had no plans 
of waking up anytime soon. Not until she got a chance 
to eat the sweet, wet pussy that was still softly 
grinding against her now slick leg. First, she had to 
slow this down a bit before it became too much.

Somewhat reluctantly she broke the kiss and began to 
work her way down Andrea's sweat slick body placing 
sweet kisses and bites of every inch of skin she could 
all while Andrea moaned her approval. A few kisses on 
Andrea's thin, long neck, some bites on her shoulders 
and then back to nibble on those cute, little ears. She 
wanted to taste every bit of her.

Slowly her back down again until she reached Andrea's 
beautiful, small breasts and teasingly kissed the 
valley between them before slowly working her lips and 
tongue up one and then the other carefully avoiding the 
already painfully hard nipples. Andrea groaned her 
disapproval as she looked down glassy eyed at Cindy. 
Cindy giggled lightly before gently blowing on one the 
taut buds causing Andrea to groan again as her back 
arched in torturous pleasure.

Cindy giggled again before taking pity on Andrea and 
gently nibbling on the poor girl's nipple. Andrea 
continued to groan as Cindy began to suck on the taut 
bud. Andrea's hands found their way to Cindy's head to 
run her fingers lovingly through her black hair and to 
make sure she didn't change her mind. She loved the 
sensations that were coming from Cindy's gentle 
suckling.

Gently biting down on Andrea's nipples Cindy reveled in 
the reaction she got from her best friend. Andrea 
wiggled and moaned so deliciously with even the 
slightest manipulation of her sensitive body. Every 
swirl of Cindy's tongue, every light caress on her back 
it all brought a reaction from Andrea. 

Patiently Cindy kissed her way over to her friends 
other breast to give it the same loving treatment. She 
could smell the hazelnut body wash that Andrea cleaned 
herself with everyday mixing with the salty taste of 
her sweat. Like candy only so much better. 

"Fuck, Cindy," Andrea said between pants in a weak 
voice, "That feels so good."

Cindy just groaned in response not wanting to break 
away from her loving attentions on Andrea's nipples for 
even second. Not yet at least. 

For Andrea this was an entirely new experience. No one 
has ever paid this much attention to her breasts. The 
few times she had made out with boys it had always been 
a lesson in adolescent male clumsiness. All hands, no 
concentration. This was entirely different. She felt 
like she could just lie there in her bed and let Cindy 
devour her breasts until the end of all time without a 
single regret. If she died right now she'd die happy.

With another gentle bite on Andrea's tender nipple 
Cindy finally began to work her way down once more. 
Andrea groaned, almost disappointed that her poor 
breasts were no longer the center of attention until 
she realized where her friend was heading. Her own 
fingers quickly found their way to her breasts to take 
Cindy's place as she watched with great anticipation as 
Cindy kissed her way down Andrea's body.

Patience guided Cindy's every movement as she kissed 
her down Andrea's waifish body. Licking gently at her 
rib's as Andrea exposed them by arching her back. Going 
down further, she kissed and nibbled at the soft, 
sensitive skin of her friends belly eliciting little 
laughing squeals from Andrea. She received the same 
reward as she licked around the cute, little belly 
button she found in the middle of that smooth tummy.

Andrea's eyes widen as saw Cindy work her way closer 
and closer to her center. When Cindy softly bit the 
sensitive skin of her inner thigh Andrea let out a long 
groan. It all felt so good. She couldn't even imagine 
what that mouth would feel like on her pussy. 

Cindy had finally found her way to her final 
destination and wasted no more time. With a long lick 
she got her taste of Andrea's tangy pussy. Both girls 
moaned in unison as Andrea's hips bucked involuntarily. 
Cindy grabbed on to her friend's thighs to spread them 
wide as she began devouring Andrea's pussy in earnest.

Andrea's body jerking involuntarily as Cindy's tongue 
swirled around her throbbing clit and then licked down 
her slit before delving into Andrea's depths. Cindy's 
mouth seemed to engulf her entire sex. Her soft, warm 
tongue and sucking lips showed no mercy. Andrea was 
finding it struggle to keep herself from screaming out 
in joy as her fingers tweaked her nipples hard and she 
stared down at Cindy as she quickly worked her towards 
her second orgasm of the night.

"Oh, Cindy," Andrea panted as she brought one of her 
hands down to hold Cindy's head, "Oh god. so good. 
Don't stop. Don't fucking stop!"

Cindy had no intention of stopping now. Not even god 
himself came threw the door and condemned to hell. 
Nothing mattered right now besides making Andrea scream 
her name as she covered Cindy's face with her sweet, 
sticky nectar. It was quickly becoming apparent that 
she wouldn't have much longer to wait.

"I'm gonna. I'm gonna.," Andrea started to pant out 
before her body suddenly went rigid, her hips raised 
off of the bed and a long bellowing groan escaped her 
lungs as she came harder then she had ever believed 
possible. She nearly passed out as all sound went dead 
and stars flashed on and off before her eyes while 
Cindy made sure she didn't miss a single lick. Andrea's 
hands helped her out with a grip Cindy would've thought 
impossible from someone so small in she hadn't known 
better.

Andrea was feeling a level of bliss she had never 
dreamed possible before tonight. Just as she was 
feeling herself coming down she felt that warm rush 
fill her being one more time. This time there was no 
holding on to Cindy's head, no attempt at speaking. She 
was just quaking pile of girl jelly. Nothing but pure 
bliss filled her soul as she passed out.

When she awoke seconds later Cindy was planting sticky 
kisses all over her face as she lay on top of her 
friend laughing gently. The look on Cindy's face as she 
noticed Andrea had returned to the land of the living 
showed her pride just as Andrea's weak smile showed her 
gratitude. The girls kissed and Andrea tasted herself 
for the first time on Cindy's lips and tongue. It was 
divine.

The girls kissed and tenderly explored each others 
bodies for awhile as Andrea regained her senses. This 
feeling was so right. There was no confusion, no fear 
left in Andrea. Cindy's sweat soaked body pressed 
tightly against her own as they shared a passionate 
kiss was the most natural thing in the world. She 
didn't quite know if she was a lesbian, but she was 
absolutely certain that she wasn't straight.

With minimal effort Andrea rolled Cindy onto her back 
without breaking the kiss. She knew she wanted to 
return the favor Cindy had granted her, but she wanted 
to enjoy their kiss just a little bit longer. Those 
soft lips that warm tongue meshing with her own felt 
too good. She felt like she had all the time in the 
world.

Finally, she broke the kiss and started to work her way 
down Cindy's body. She tried her best to imitate the 
patience of her loving friend, but the knowledge of her 
task was too much for her over stimulated mind to bear. 
Still, she tried her best and Cindy was more than 
satisfied with the results.

A few gentle kisses on Cindy's long neck and wet trail 
of licking kisses down her friends chest and Andrea was 
planting gentle kisses on the soft mounds of Cindy's 
breasts. Cindy's hand quickly found it's way to the 
back of Andrea's head to stroke her soft blonde hair as 
she cooed her appreciation when Andrea placed her first 
tentative kiss on Cindy's diamond hard nipple.

"That's it, baby," Cindy encouraged as her breathing 
came quicker, "Don't be afraid to bite it a little." 
Andrea did as she was asked and received a delighted 
squeal as a reward. That and the soft touch of the 
fingers stroking her hair was all the encouragement she 
needed.

Cindy's hands did more than just pet the hair of her 
inexperienced friend. They guided her softly, almost 
imperceptibly, from one breast to the other enjoying 
the soft caress of Andrea's lips and the light nips of 
her teeth. They longer she urged her friend to linger 
the more proficient Andrea became. Cindy's soft moans 
gave way to louder, more wanton ones as her body began 
to respond to the attention.

"Suck `em," Cindy began to pant as Andrea really 
started to get into it, "Oh fuck, Andrea. Come on. Suck 
my nipples."

Cindy winced and whimpered as her commanded was obeyed 
with enthusiasm. Andrea's confidence was increasing 
with every positive response from Cindy. As she 
released the nipple from her teeth she kissed it gently 
before beginning her trek downward to a treat she'd 
only dreamed of tasting in her deepest, most secret 
thoughts.

Again, Andrea tried her best to emulate the treatment 
Cindy had given her. She did her best to lick, kiss and 
nibble every sweat streaked centimeter of Cindy's 
flesh. The salty taste of Cindy's skin, the piquant, 
intoxicating scent of Cindy's arousal, was enough to 
make Andrea's mind reel with the possibilities that lay 
less then a foot away down the smooth, flat belly she 
was now softly nipping.

Cindy's hand had never left Andrea's soft hair as she 
sat up on her elbow to watch her friend approach her 
pussy. She didn't mind Andrea's lack of patience. She 
was beyond foreplay now. There was nothing Cindy wanted 
more than the feeling of Andrea's mouth on her pussy.

Down Cindy's belly, planting wet kisses on the belly 
button as she slowly dwelled on that intriguing bit of 
skin, Andrea quickly approached her destiny. Cindy's 
hand gently guided her down, pushing to her friend to 
make good on her unspoken promise.

No more urging was necessary as Andrea took the hint 
and dove right into her task. Her long, thin tongue 
snaked out of her mouth and finally tasted the tangy 
essence of Cindy's sex. Her pure ambrosia. So unlike 
anything she'd ever tasted. She had to have more.

Cindy let out a long groan as Andrea latched her mouth 
on her cunt and began to lick away every ounce of 
Cindy's self control. Cindy legs spread wide to allow 
Andrea complete access and made full use of the 
opportunity. Her tongue lapped up every drop of Cindy's 
essence as she brought her hands up to help her in her 
task.

As her tongue penetrated the soft, swollen folds of 
Cindy's aroused pussy Andrea's thin fingers massaged 
her friend's throbbing clit under it's hood. Andrea's 
inexperience didn't show as she caused her friend to 
writhe on her now damp bedding. Andrea couldn't help 
but feel pleased at her work.

"Fuck, Andrea," Cindy panted as she finally removed her 
hand from Andrea's head to play with her almost 
painfully aroused nipples, "Suck me. Make me come. God 
damn it, baby. Make me fucking come."

"Come for me, Cindy," Andrea replied between licks, 
"You're so beautiful. Come on, baby." 

"Stick your fingers me," Cindy begged. Andrea obeyed 
easily slipping her fingers into Cindy's snug hole. 
First one, then a second as Cindy bit her bottom lip to 
avoid screaming. Her free hand returned to Andrea's 
head as she guided her back her task. She allowed 
herself to fall back flat on the bed while Andrea 
worked her pussy.

The feeling of her building orgasm filled Cindy's body 
and soul with a warm glow. She was quickly losing 
control of herself as Andrea's fingers and tongue drove 
her to the breaking point. It was so good. 

Suddenly, the pleasure burst throughout her entire body 
as she screamed and went rigid. Her hands grasped at 
the comforter trying to hold on to something as her 
mind flew to the stratosphere while Andrea continued 
her relentless attack. One long, continuous stream of 
profanities escaped her young mouth as they sensation 
just seemed to keep building and building. One wave 
followed another until Cindy was left almost 
unconscious from pleasure.

As She came down from her unbelievable high she felt 
Andrea lying on top of her kissing her softly on the 
neck. Cindy just left out a groan and enjoyed the 
feeling. She had waited a whole week to get another 
chance at this. It was such a short wait, but it had 
seemed like an eternity. She just wanted to lie back 
and enjoy it.

"That was beautiful, Andrea," Cindy said with a sigh as 
she stroked, almost petted, Andrea's sweaty head while 
she continued to suck gently on her neck.

"You're beautiful," Andrea replied between kisses. 
Cindy sighed again and brought her hands to Andrea's 
head. Andrea didn't resist as she felt her friend 
guiding her into a kiss. It was a sweet, lovingly slow 
thing that could've lasted forever. Of course, it 
didn't.

"Where are those fingers that felt so good inside me?" 
Cindy asked as she somewhat reluctantly broke the kiss.

"These?" asked Andrea with a mischievous grin as she 
brought her hand up to Cindy's face. She giggled 
lightly as Cindy wrapped her lips around the sticky, 
wet digits sucking off her juices with a hungry moan.

""Mm, I love these fingers," Cindy said as she kissed 
them one more time while Andrea continued to giggle.

"You just love the taste of pussy, you lesbo," Andrea 
said before kissing Cindy's still sweaty brow.

"Do you?" Cindy replied, a serious look on her face. 
Andrea's smile got bigger as she looked into her 
friends eyes and so the desire for her there that she 
had somehow missed so many times before. She almost 
felt like a fool for not noticing it before now. 

"Of course I do," Andrea replied, still giggling. She 
just couldn't help herself. She was so happy in that 
moment. "Especially yours." 

With that the girls kissed one more time before they 
heard the old familiar sound of the garage door 
opening. Andrea looked at the clock.

"Wow, it's already three thirty," Andrea said in a soft 
voice.

"Who cares?" Cindy replied in an equally soft voice, 
"At least them she came home after we were done instead 
of while we were doing it."

"Done?" Andrea replied, "Who said we were done?"

"Do you think you can keep it down?" Cindy said as she 
smiled up at her brazen, young friend.

"Hmmmm, I don't know. I guess you'll have to find a way 
to keep me quiet, now won't you?" Andrea replied as she 
kissed her friend again. She was right. They weren't 
done. They made love until sunrise trying their best to 
keep quiet. Judging from the looks they got from 
Andrea's mother when they awoke late the next afternoon 
they weren't exactly successful. Miss Evans didn't seem 
to care too much though. In fact, she seemed happy for 
some reason.

Andrea was glad, because this definitely felt like the 
beginning of something beautiful. Cindy did too.

And they were right.

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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