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Two Leslies - 3 
by Leslie Moore (leslietoo2@gmail.com)

***

My cousin/lover and I get caught putting on a show. 
(FF-teens, inc, mast, exh)

***
 
It was another special afternoon at Annie's that 
Saturday. We had gone her room to listen to records and 
she had a new outfit she wanted to show me. We couldn't 
resist kissing one another as soon as her door was 
closed and locked. Annie was a teen-ager then and I had 
reached puberty. 

I had my own small breasts with tender nipples and 
downy pubic hair on my little pussy. I would be 
starting junior high school in the fall and would do 
all the lady-like things Annie had done two years 
before. Annie had given me my first orgasm, long 
before, and we had discovered so many ways to please 
one another. 

We really enjoyed brushing the hair on each others 
pussies. We would lie on the bed, on our sides, facing 
each other, head to toe, with one leg bent our twats 
exposed, grooming each other. The thin sparse hair on 
my little pussy wasn't enough to brush, but I loved the 
feeling of the soft bristles of Annie's brush. It was 
as if that one brush was made just for my delicate 
little twat. It was so soft, and Annie used it so 
gently. 

Our grooming would usually evolve into gentle caressing 
and fingering and maybe kissing of thighs and tender 
parts. That was before we had discovered cunnilingus. 
We had heard of it, but neither of had the worked up 
the nerve to go beyond a little pussy kiss.  

That Saturday, we kissed and fondled each other for 
several minute. I had my tongue in Annie's mouth and my 
hand on her cute little ass when she pulled away. "You 
haven't seen my new outfit," she gasped, and ran to the 
closet. She pulled out a cute little skirt and blouse 
that she had bought to wear the first day of school. 
She tossed them on the bed and started to get 
undressed. 

I put on a record and Annie started to dance as she 
took off her clothes. She was putting on a little 
strip-tease for me. She danced and slowly shed her 
clothes until she was in just her pink, cotton panties, 
dancing to the music and driving me insane. I thought 
she was the cutest girl ever. She was the essence of 
sexy to me.

As Annie danced around in the afternoon sunlight I got 
more and more aroused. She danced closer to me, took me 
by the hand and pulled me to my feet. I danced with my 
Annie and she began to undress me. I followed her lead 
and did the strip-tease just like she had done. Annie 
danced past the window and we heard a whoop from the 
yard. It was her brother Phillip. She pulled me near 
the window and Phillip's twin let loose a loud wolf 
whistle. I was thrilled to think of a boy getting 
excited at the sight of my body. 

We danced away from the window and back again, glancing 
at the boys, Phillip, Henry and my own brother, Teddy, 
gawking and elbowing one another. Annie moved to the 
window and shook her cute little butt at them, then 
urged me to do the same. When I got to the window, I 
saw the boys running away. I froze. Annie looked at me, 
bewildered, she danced to the window. She looked me in 
the eye and fear gripped her as we heard the footsteps 
approaching.

The sound of Darlene's stomps on the wooden floor 
belied her small stature. One might have thought a 
large man was advancing toward Annie's door. We 
snatched up our clothes but weren't able to even begin 
to get dressed before Darlene burst through the door, 
the flimsy lock meant nothing.

Darlene was screaming at the top of her lungs from the 
moment she entered the room. She said that were acting 
like all sorts of despicable women; whores, sluts, 
jezebels, temptresses and the like. We were better than 
that. Darlene snatched Annie's clothes from her hands 
and threw them on the floor, as she slapped Annie and 
shoved her to the bed, where I sat, clutching my own 
clothes, trying to cover myself. 

Annie sat beside me, fighting to hold back her tears. 
Annie looked more angry and defiant than fearful. Tears 
streamed down my face as I sobbed, consumed with fear 
and shame.

Darlene stood before us and continued to lecture and 
deride us, while I kept weeping and Annie kept up her 
defiance. "I'll tan your hides," she screamed, "The 
both of ya. That'll teach ya!" She stomped out. Neither 
of us budged. A single tear trickled from Annie's eye 
as she gathered a ragged breath. I was a mess. I 
struggled to catch my breath between sobs. We both knew 
what was coming.

Darlene burst back into Annie's room, wielding a man's 
leather belt. We had both had enough whippings to know 
what to do. We knelt on the floor, beside the bed and 
leaned forward. Darlene showed some mercy, having 
received her share of whippings as a girl. Darlene 
never struck us above the waist. That might not seem 
all that merciful, but she didn't hit us across our 
backs. She whipped our butts and the backs of our legs. 

I shrieked and cried after only a few lashes. Darlene 
soon relented and turned her attention to Annie. Annie 
felt she had to show tough she was and refused to cry. 
Darlene took that as a challenge and the result was 
brutal to witness. 

I knelt beside Annie, crying for her, as Darlene 
delivered lash after lash, before Annie finally 
succumbed and let out a sob. Darlene stopped. I'm sure 
she was relieved not to have to continue. Darlene left 
the room, dragging he belt on the floor. 

I threw my arm over Annie's shoulders and pulled he 
close to me. Annie cut loose and cried, but only for a 
minute. We knelt there and cried and shivered for 
awhile before Annie stood up and got dressed. I put on 
my own clothes and went home, without saying a word.  

I tried to take a bath but I couldn't sit in the tub, 
so I just went to bed and lay prostrate, naked across 
my mattress. I cried myself to sleep.

It was shortly after dark that I felt my bed moving and 
I heard a gentle voice whisper, "Are you alright?" It 
was Teddy. "Les?" He said softly, "Are you OK? I'm 
sorry. I didn't mean to get you in trouble."

"Teddy?" I asked.

"Yeah Les. It's me. I'm sorry."

"None of this your fault, Teddy," I whispered, "You 
don't have to be sorry about anything."

"If we didn't make so much noise, Darlene wouldn't have 
known and..."

"S-h-h," I said, "You didn't do anything wrong. It was 
Annie and me that..."

"I love you Leslie," Teddy interjected.

"I love you too, Teddy."

"Does it hurt?"

"Yeah," I said, "It burns. Will you blow on it?"

"OK," he said and moved down near my thighs and began 
to gently blow on my wounds. It was so soothing.

After a moment, I said, "Kiss them Teddy, please." He 
never hesitated. He bent down and tenderly placed his 
lips against a wound just above the back of my knee. 
His lips lingered for less than a second. There was a 
sting and then relief. It might have been my 
imagination, but it felt better after Teddy's kiss. He 
continued, one welt after another, gently kissing each 
red, burning stripe on my flesh, stinging my skin for a 
fraction of a second and leaving behind his soothing 
relief. 

He worked his way up the back of my thighs until he 
reached the delicate flesh of my butt. He paid special, 
delicate attention to those wounds. His lips barely 
grazed them, gracing them with the magical, healing 
powers, I imagined that he had. As imaginary as his 
healing powers might have been that night, they 
couldn't have been more real to me. 

"Teddy," I whispered, "Will you put some ointment on 
me?" Teddy knew which ointment I meant. There was a jar 
in our medicine chest, made of blue glass, that our 
family used for wounds of the flesh. Teddy fetched it, 
in an instant.

When Teddy returned with the jar of ointment, he 
positioned himself between my naked legs and applied 
the first dab to the wound just above my knee, the one 
he first kissed. It was cool and comforting. His touch 
could not have been more gentle. He spread the salve 
smoothly across the welt. I sighed, softly. He 
continued his healing work in silence. He spread the 
soothing salve on each and every burning stripe along 
the back of my legs.

When Teddy reached by butt, he paused, and we both 
contemplated our situation. I scooted back, raising my 
butt up to him. He went back to his healing practice, 
applying generous amounts of his balm to my bum. He 
spread the salve and gently worked it into my wounded 
flesh as I touched and massaged my dripping pussy. What 
had begun as a healing process had turned into a very 
encounter. 

Teddy smoothed the ointment into the wounds on my butt 
as I fingered my pussy and manipulated my clit. Within 
minutes I began to tremble and shake as the throes of 
orgasm overtook me. I collapsed in ecstasy and 
completely relaxed. Once I caught my breath, I asked 
Teddy to lay by me. He did. I don't think he ever 
understood how powerful his healing powers were that 
night.    

***

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