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Karen and Laci - 4
by Letoria (letoria69@yahoo.com)
***
The relationship between Karen and her teenage lover
Laci deepens, as they confront the obstacles to their
need to be together. (Ff, ped, mast, oral, rom)
***
PART 4: Conflicts
"The door is open come on outside."
"No I can't come out today."
It's not the wind that cracked your shoulder
and threw you to the ground.
Who's there that makes you so afraid
you're shaken to the bone?
and I don't understand
you deserve so much more than this
So don't tell me why
she's never been good to you
don't tell me why
she's never been there for you
don't you know that why
is simply not good enough
so just let me try
and I will be good to you
just let me try
and I will be there for you
I'll show you why
You're so much more than good enough
~From "Good Enough" by Sarah McLachlen
Laci dreaded opening the door to the apartment she
unwillingly called home. There was no way of knowing
what might be waiting behind it. She'd gone to the
city's library to do her homework rather than come
here a minute sooner than she had to.
Last night, her first night away from Karen since the
blizzard, hadn't been too bad. The apartment was quiet
then. Her mother Sandra and the nameless boyfriend du
jour were passed out. Before going to bed for the
night, Laci and Karen talked on the phone about...
stuff. Nothing earth-shaking or overly sexy, just
pleasant things that left Laci feeling loved and warm.
Later, Laci woke up during the night to hear her
mother and the boyfriend grunting and snorting like
pigs in the other bedroom, a sound that left her
feeling cold and disgusted.
Now, she took a deep breath and stepped inside. The
place was as she'd left it this morning. The same
dirty dishes piled precariously in and around the
sink. A mass of trash that hid the kitchen table.
Empty beer cans, a scratched bong, and liquor bottles
were strewn about the living-room floor. Her mother, a
disheveled, weary-eyed woman of thirty, was on the
threadbare sofa vaguely watching TV and slurping from
a beer can.
"Where the fuck you been, you fucking little slut?"
she snapped at Laci when her bloodshot eyes spied the
girl.
Laci cringed, then flared. "What the hell do you care.
Out!"
Sandra's lip curled. "Yeah, you been out fucking my
boyfriend. Haven't you, you little whore? I seen him
looking at you, don't think I didn't notice."
The thought instantly made Laci feel sick to her
stomach. Her anger flashed out. "God, you're
disgusting!" she cried. "You are one sick fucking
bitch! You call me a slut? If I'm a slut, where the
fuck did I learn it from?"
Sandra got up from the couch on shaky legs, eyes
gleaming with bitter anger. She was high, probably on
meth or coke, and spoiling for a fight. "That's right,
a no good little cunt, and a goddamned fucking thief!
You stole forty bucks from me, you cocksucking whore!"
"Fucking drug money, you bitch!" Laci hollered. "Money
to buy fucking drugs instead of food! That's what you
think of me, drugs are more important."
"Yeah, well maybe I need to get high just to put up
with you, you little piece of gutter trash!"
Laci clenched her fists, dimly aware that she was on
the verge of losing control. "What the fuck did I ever
do to you?" she screamed. "Why do you have to treat me
like garbage? What the hell did I do for you to hate
me?"
At one time, as a teenager, Sandra had been fairly
attractive girl, attractive enough that she was
pregnant with Laci at fifteen, though not completely
sure who the father was. Now she was scrawny and worn,
her skin muddy and pockmarked with scars, hair a
stringy, greasy rat's nest. All her upper teeth were
missing and she didn't bother with dentures. Her
breath, her whole body, smelled like an outhouse. "You
were fucking born," she laughed derisively. "How's
that for starters? You been a pain in my ass since the
day you was born! I knew I shoulda got a goddamned
abortion!"
It was a cruel, low blow. "So that's it. You shoulda
abortioned me, but you wanted the fucking welfare
check instead! I've been a fucking welfare check since
the day I was born! That's all I am to you, a way for
you to buy drugs and booze!" Laci spat, her arms
flailing. "I bet you hate me even more 'cause I ain't
been knocked up yet to bring in more welfare money!"
"That's all you're worth! That's the only thing that
makes you worth anything, you rotten little whore!"
Laci cried out, "You ain't gonna be happy until I'm as
fucked up as you are! Well, let me tell you, bitch -
that ain't gonna happen! I'm gonna do something with
my life besides stick a fucking needle in my arm! Some
goddamned mother you are! What the fuck did I ever do
to make you want to ruin my life?" Hot tears welled
up, but she fought them, not willing to give her
mother the satisfaction.
Sandra had moved dangerously close to Laci. "For
starters, trying to steal my boyfriends! You think
you're such a hot fucking little slut! You think I
forgot about that time when you was seven? Caught you
trying to suck my boyfriend's cock? What kinda
daughter does that, tries to take her own mother's
man? And now, trying to steal Gerry? You think you're
a hot bitch, you think you can just wiggle your ass
and get what you want. But oh no, not here, you no-
good little cunt."
It took time for the full implication of those words
to dawn on Laci. Even incompletely registered, they
were enough to push the teen over the edge. "You!
Make! Me! Sick!" she screeched. "You make me wanna
puke!" She shoved her mother back with both hands,
making Sandra stagger. Laci grabbed an empty liquor
bottle from the counter and flung it, hard. It
shattered against the wall.
"That better not've still had booze in it," her mother
growled darkly.
"Fuck you!" Laci screamed. She hurled a dirty glass, a
plate with dried on food, a cup. Each shattered
against the wall with a crash. "Anyone who'd fuck you
is a worthless loser who can't get a real woman!"
"Oh, you hateful bitch!" her mother hissed. She took
two steps toward Laci, eyes ablaze with rage.
Laci snatched a knife from the counter. It was only a
butter knife, but simply grabbing it had the desired
effect. "Don't even think about it!" she cried.
Her mother stopped in mid-step, her face twisted in a
snarl. "You little cunt. I'll get you for this. I'll
get you back good, you'll see." Sandra turned and
moved unsteadily back to the couch.
"Go ahead and try, you disgusting piece of shit!"
Laci screamed after her.
It dimly registered in Laci's mind that her mother
must be high on smack or oxycodone today. If it had
been meth or coke, the fight would have turned violent
the instant Laci went for the knife. Instead, it was
over. Her mother would forget all about it by morning,
probably wouldn't even know how the dishes had been
broken.
Laci stormed off to her room, her mother flinging a
parting "Slut!" after her from the living room.
Laci was shaking when she double-locked the door and
flopped on her bed. She clenched her hands into fists
and pounded the pillow, again and again.
She was still tense with fury when she looked at her
cheap watch. Almost ten o'clock. Karen would call
soon, and she needed to calm down before then.
Laci looked around her room. It was a haven in the
tempest of her life. She gave her mother credit for
one thing, at least: she rarely tried to enter when
the bedroom door was closed.
Laci was naturally neat and orderly, and her room
reflected it. Her clothes were all folded and put
away, or hung up in her closet. Her little desk was
tidy and the posters on her walls, mostly supermodels
and pop idols, were neatly arranged.
Opening her window, Laci lit a cigarette to calm her
jangled nerves before Karen called. It had only been a
day since Karen finally dropped her off after the
blizzard. They'd be back together Friday, the day
after tomorrow, but yesterday seemed ages ago, while
Friday was an eternity away. Karen's phone call before
bedtime was the only thing that kept her going.
Laci let her thoughts drift back to the weekend. It
had been magic, start to finish. When they awakened
Sunday morning, the power was back on, the wind had
died down, and the snowfall had eased enough that the
trees on the other side of the street were visible.
The landscape was a brilliant white, and the road was
plowed, creating monster snow banks on each side.
She and Karen had luxuriated in a hot bath together,
lazily making love as they soaked, then washed each
other's hair, giggling like little kids all the while.
They spent the rest of the afternoon on the sofa,
cuddled together, Laci drinking hot chocolate and
Karen tea, watching DVDs and basking in the joy of
doing nothing at all. Later, Karen spent half an hour
gently stroking Laci's sex, slowly building and
stoking a fire inside the girl until it burst forth in
a blast of pure heat, Laci mewling frantically as she
came in her lover's arms.
Sometime around dusk, a commotion started outside.
Karen jumped up to peer out the window, heaving a sigh
of relief when she saw a man on a snowplow with his
crew, come to dig them out. Four men with snow blowers
and shovels carved a path through the huge bank thrown
up at the driveway entrance by the city plow, so the
truck could get in and clear the dooryard. Karen
quickly dressed, put on a pot of coffee and brought
each crew member a steaming mug. Within an hour, they
were done, each crew member leaving with a 'thank you'
and a generous tip from Karen.
Giddy in their relief, Karen and Laci retreated to the
bedroom and spent the evening snuggling in bed, making
love. Laci couldn't get enough of Karen's caresses and
kisses and the sweet surges of pleasure they gave her.
Nor, it seemed, could she get enough of exploring
Karen's sex with her own fingers and tongue, marveling
at each newly discovered facet and intricacy of a
woman's body. At last, they slept, warm and content,
their bodies nestled together.
On the next day, Monday, the sun was back, and it
reflected from the snow like a million dazzling
searchlights. After breakfast, Karen dug out some of
Amy's old winter clothes for Laci, and they went out
to romp in the snow. Laci waded deep into a virgin
patch of snow only to retreat, squealing, when it
swallowed her up to her tummy. It was too powdery for
snowballs, but fine for scooping up in handfuls and
throwing at each other in gauzy puffs. They shrieked
and laughed and smooshed snow in each other's faces
and licked it off and threw more. They chased each
other around the cleared dooryard, climbed the snow
banks and kissed, laughing and out of breath, atop the
artificial hills. Finally, wet and chilled to the
bone, they went inside to luxuriate in another hot
bath.
It was only just before drifting off to sleep that a
sense of loss crept over Laci, so intense that she
ached inside. Tomorrow was Tuesday; time to return to
school and the squalid life she so longed to leave
forever. She bravely kept her composure, even that
next morning when Karen dropped her off in front of
school. It was agony, and her tears threatened to
fall, but she choked them back.
"I know kitten," Karen soothed, desperately wanting to
kiss the girl in public, knowing she couldn't. "I'll
call you tonight. Every night. And we'll be together
again this Friday. Hold onto that, honey, okay?"
Her lower lip trembling, a hard knot throbbing in her
midsection, Laci nodded and climbed out of the
vehicle, dashing into the school before succumbing to
her tears.
Laci sighed as she took the last puff from her
cigarette, squashing the butt in a small glass
ashtray. She closed the window and undressed,
stripping off everything but her panties. The cold air
made her little nipples stand out and she caressed
them, marveling at the delicious tickly feeling it
sent through her. She was self-conscious about her
small breasts, but reminded herself that Karen liked
them just fine. Posing in front of the small mirror on
the back of the bedroom door, Laci thrust her mound
forward and tried on her best shyly flirtatious look.
She bit on her finger and stuck out her lower lip in a
cute pout while shifting her hips side to side. Karen
would shiver at a look like that and call her a
naughty, sexy little muffin. Wasn't it awesome that
she could make a grown woman feel that way?
Smiling to herself, Laci turned away from the mirror
and dug out her pink nightie with the kitten on it,
the one that Karen had given her to take home. She
buried her face in the soft material, inhaling deeply.
It still smelled vaguely of her pussy from when she'd
masturbated that morning, a scent that gave her a
pleasant thrill.
Laci shook out her hair as she went to the closet to
retrieve her most prized possession. Before leaving on
Tuesday, Karen gave her a small, faded white Teddy
bear, one she said had been hers when she was a little
girl. Karen had once intended to pass it on to her
daughter Amy, but...
Now it was Laci's, and last night she'd held it close
while burrowing beneath the blankets. But there was
something else she treasured, something even Karen
didn't know about.
She had a photograph from last summer, a shot of Karen
with her arms thrown over Laci and Amy's shoulders.
All three were smiling. It had been taken out by the
pool, not long before Amy had her emotional meltdown.
"Me and my girls," Karen said when she gave a copy to
Laci at the time.
Last night Laci had taken her scissors and carefully
snipped Amy out of the photo. Now it was just her and
Karen, smiling and happy. She tucked the picture
between the Teddy bear's arms, then hugged the stuffed
toy to her when she flopped on her bed.
She held her phone in one hand while she pressed and
massaged the lower half of her tummy with the other.
The ugly scene with her mother had faded, tucked
safely for the moment into the mental closet where she
put bad things.
Her phone trilled just before 10 o'clock. A jolt of
excitement surged through her. She was already smiling
when she answered it. "Hi, Karen! Oh God, I miss you!"
***
Karen leaned back in her swivel chair and stretched,
then glanced at her watch. Almost eight o'clock. She'd
put in fourteen hours both yesterday and today, just
to keep busy. Good as it was to stay active, there
came a time when she needed to go back to the empty
house, if only to sleep and shower. More important,
she had go home to phone Laci, so they could reach
across the ether to caress and be caressed by each
other's voices.
Karen shut down her computer. Slipping on her wool
coat and her gloves, then grabbing her purse, she
turned off all lights and armed the security system,
then stepped into the night.
It had been brutally cold ever since the blizzard, so
chilly at night that taking a normal breath was
painful. Making her way to the car as quickly as she
dared through the iced-over parking lot, she scrambled
inside, shoved the key into the ignition and started
it. Karen stared in disbelief at the temperature
display on the dash: five degrees below zero. "Shit,"
she muttered. Another electric blanket night. Having
her girl-lover sleeping alongside would have been so
much nicer.
When Karen got home she hurried into the house,
relieved that she'd had the foresight to leave the
thermostat at 70. She hung up her coat and pulled her
boots off before relaxing with a cigarette. That done,
she busied herself with mundane chores to fill the
hours until ten o'clock, when it would be time to call
Laci.
Switching off the downstairs lights, Karen went
upstairs to get ready for bed, her mind returning once
again to the beautiful little nymph who had become her
lover. It had been only a day and a half since she
dropped Laci off, but it felt like weeks.
As she undressed, Karen contemplated the way things
had changed for her in such a brief few days. She was
head over heels in love with a vulnerable thirteen-
year-old girl, and coming to understand that she
needed Laci to live with her, for the two of them to
be together always. Even these brief separations of a
few days were increasingly painful to endure.
Suddenly she remembered Adele and the partnership
offer she made late last summer; perhaps it still
stood. That would be a great way of getting the two of
them out of town, away from Laci's beast of a mother
and into a whole new life. She admonished herself to
stop dilly-dallying and call Adele.
Karen spat toothpaste foam into the sink and rinsed.
It was quarter of ten, almost time. She slipped a
short flannel nightie on over her naked body and
padded off to the bedroom. Clicking on the electric
blanket, she lit one final cigarette, then pulled an
outfit from the closet for tomorrow. In spite of the
continued cold weather, she decided on a skirt for
easy access. She'd halfheartedly tried to masturbate
in her office that afternoon, but the pants suit she
wore made it too difficult to attempt with any sense
of discretion.
Her cigarette finished, Karen crushed the butt in the
bedside ashtray, then slid under the warmed sheets,
portable phone clutched tightly in her hand. Her heart
began to accelerate, fingers trembling as she punched
Laci's cellphone number.
Laci answered on the first ring, her voice tense yet
relieved. "Hi, Karen! Oh God, I miss you!"
A wave of dizziness washed over Karen, as if she were
about to faint. "Oh baby girl, my little love!" she
whimpered. "I miss you too. I love you."
"I love you too! I wish you could hold me."
Karen sighed. "I need to hold you, too. Soon, honey
girl, I promise. I'll hold you and kiss you and make
love to you. You're my beautiful, sexy sweetheart."
Laci's smile came through in her voice. "Not as
beautiful and sexy as you."
Karen relaxed and closed her eyes. "I'll take your
word for it, but I think you're deluded," she teased.
Then, "So, how's school? What are you studying?"
"It's okay, I guess," Laci said. "Let's see. In
English, we're learning to break apart sentences into
clauses and stuff, and how to use punctuation. Oh! I
got my vocabulary quiz back and I got a hundred on
it!" The pride in her voice beamed through.
"Excellent, baby! I knew you'd do it! You're not only
sexy, you're extremely smart, too. It would be a shame
to waste your intelligence. We're going to find your
natural talent, and then I'll make sure you have the
chance to run with it."
"You think I do? Have a natural talent, I mean?"
"Of course you do."
"I like art class a lot, it's my favorite. And I like
English. Wow, I never knew I'd enjoy reading and
stuff!"
"Maybe you'll be an artist. Or a writer. Whatever it
is, I'll make sure you have the chance to work at it."
"I won't let you down."
"Oh sweetie, I know you won't. So... what are you
doing right now?"
A tinkling little laugh. "Talkin' to you."
"I mean beside that," Karen smiled, her voice low and
seductive.
Laci said softly. "Not much. Touching myself a
little."
"Only a little?" Karen teased.
Karen could hear Laci's smile. "Yeah, just a little.
It feels nice. Not to make myself come or anything,
just 'cause it feels nice to hear your voice. Should I
do it harder?"
"If you want to. We can just talk for now. Whatever
feels right, kitten."
"Are you touching yourself, too?"
"Of course. It's impossible not to when I'm talking to
you." Indeed, Karen was trailing the tips of her
fingers up and down the cleft of her sex. "I'm not
doing it to make myself come, either. Sometimes I just
caress myself because it feels good and relaxing. I
don't need to get off every time."
"Are you at home or still at work? Did you work late
again tonight?" Laci asked, taking a slightly scolding
tone.
"I'm home, but yes," Karen admitted. "I worked until
eighty-thirty, nine o'clock."
"Why do you work so much? It can't be good for you."
Karen chuckled at Laci's gentle reproach. "There's a
lot to be done, honey. Besides, it helps to keep me
from thinking about you too much. If I do it drives me
crazy."
Laci sighed. "Yeah. Friday seems, like, forever away."
"How are things at the apartment?" Karen refused to
call where Laci lived 'home.' "Are you being left
alone?"
"I had a fight with my mother tonight," Laci said
casually.
"What?" Karen said, perking up. "About what? How bad?"
"Oh, the usual, she hates me and blames me for all the
problems in her shitty life. She screamed at me, I
screamed at her, I got wicked mad. It started when she
figured out I took that forty dollars of drug money to
take the taxi to your house. It wasn't the worst fight
we ever had. She's passed out now – I think. Bet she
won't even remember it tomorrow."
"God damn it," Karen hissed. "Are you okay? Are you
safe, at least?"
"Oh yeah," Laci said casually. "It's not that bad, she
isn't gonna try to, like, stab me or anything. She's
just a nasty, gross bitch. We fight like that all the
time."
There was an unpleasant knot in Karen's stomach.
"Damn, honey," she muttered. "You say that like it's
normal, but believe me, it isn't." She sat up and
reached for her cigarettes. Stress, enough stress for
half a dozen women. Hardly aware that she was about to
say it, Karen blurted, "Laci, honey girl, I need to
see you tomorrow or I'll lose my mind."
"Tomorrow?" Laci's voice rose excitedly. "Oh Karen! Do
you mean it?" She popped up like a startled cat, all
thought of masturbating gone.
"I can't go another day not seeing you. And it makes
me sick to think of you... there. Alone."
"Oh Karen," Laci moaned. "I need to see you too, m-
more than anything!"
"Okay, kitten. Here's what we'll do. I'll take a
supper break at five when everyone else leaves the
office, and come pick you up then. We can at least
have a couple of hours together."
"I wish it could be more."
"We'll have the whole weekend together, at least."
"I wish it could be more than a weekend. Like for
always."
Karen smiled. She understood that feeling. "Soon, Laci
love. I promised we'd be together, and I keep my
promises."
*****
Laci was perched on the library steps in the dim glow
of the streetlight when Karen pulled up. The girl's
heart leapt in her chest, and she found herself
bouncing on her toes like a little kid at the circus.
Clapping her mittened hands, she grabbed her back pack
and scampered to the car. The very sight of her
grownup lover made Laci's head spin.
She opened the car door and practically dove inside.
"Karen," she whimpered. "Oh, Karen!"
Karen leaned over and cupped Laci's face in her
trembling hands. A soft, trembling moan escaped her
just before she kissed the wide-eyed child. Their
parted lips pressed together, tongues meeting in a
dance of love. Laci's pulse hammered in her head as
she squirmed, trying to push herself into the warmth
and safety of her lover's embrace.
It caused Laci actual pain when Karen broke their
kiss. She bunched her fists in frustration while her
insides screamed, desperate for more.
"I know baby," Karen said, still holding Laci's face
in her palms. "I need you, too. But not here."
Laci slumped back, staring blankly at the roof of the
car. She whispered, "I know, I know. But I want you so
bad!" she cried, turning to gaze pleadingly at Karen.
"Let's go where we can hold each other." Karen shifted
the car into drive and pulled out.
"It's not fair," Laci proclaimed. "We can't kiss, even
though we're in love! It's not fair!"
Karen reached over to give Laci's thigh a reassuring
squeeze. "No kitten, it's not fair. We don't make the
rules. But we'll make do however we have to. One way
or another, we'll be lovers."
"I know, but it still sucks." Laci buckled in with a
sigh, and looked over at Karen with a sad smile. "Can
I have a cigarette?"
"You know you don't have to ask."
Laci took a cigarette, lit it, and had a drag before
handing it to Karen. "Where are we going, by the way?
To your office?"
"Yup. Is that okay with you?"
Laci laughed. "I wouldn't care if we were in the back
of a parking lot, as long as we can be together... at
least for a while."
"How did school go today?" Karen squeezed Laci's thigh
again.
"Good, really good. The art teacher told me I had a, a
knack for understanding colors and how they work
together," Laci proudly announced.
"Yeah, I can see that. From the way you dress, and how
you do your make-up." Karen wheeled the car, tires
squeaking on the frigid, dry snow, into her parking
spot outside the office. "Here we are. Now let's get
inside before we freeze our tushies off."
It was even colder than when Karen had left the office
half an hour ago, and she shivered as she disarmed the
security system and led Laci inside. "My office is
over here," Karen said, taking the girl's hand in
hers. She flicked on the lights.
Laci looked around. "Wow," she said. "Pretty cool."
The office was simple, though hardly spartan. Karen's
large oaken desk was in the middle of the comfortable
room, flanked by chairs for the clients. Laci shrugged
off her jacket, and Karen hung it on the back of the
door. "No one else is here?"
Karen removed her own coat, draping it over Laci's.
"No, honey, just you and me. Now... where were we?"
Smiling, they came together in a deep embrace. Karen
swayed with Laci in her arms, her nose buried in the
girl's hair, drinking in the fresh, clean scent. "Oh
God, these last two days were the longest of my life!"
Karen groaned.
"I wish I never had to leave you," murmured Laci. "It
feels so good and warm when you hold me."
Karen's eyes drifted shut as she rested her cheek on
top of Laci's head, breathing in the sweet scent of
her lover's hair. Yes, Laci was right – it felt warm
and lovely in their shared embrace.
She allowed her arms to slacken and, when Laci looked
up, kissed the girl. Laci responded immediately, her
tongue darting into Karen's mouth, and their kiss grew
deep and passionate. Laci rose up on her toes to wrap
her arms around Karen's neck while Karen slid her
hands down to cup Laci's taut butt, pulling her even
closer. Their tongues sparred and tangled in a loving
dance that sent a delicious shudder through Karen's
frame.
Gently breaking their kiss, Karen gazed down at the
young girl's upturned face. Was it possible for anyone
to be more achingly beautiful and desirable then this
angelic nymph? "You kiss so beautifully, little one,"
she murmured.
With an adoring smile, Laci went up on tiptoe again,
pressing her parted lips against Karen's mouth - and
once more, the two lovers swapped tongues back and
forth, this time lacing their fingers, doing a little
dance with their hands until they broke apart,
giggling. Karen moved to kiss Laci again, but the girl
playfully moved her head back, making Karen pursue
her. "Naughty girl," Karen whispered into Laci's mouth
as their lips met. "Teasing me like that."
With a glad sigh, Laci accepted Karen's tongue.
Leaning back against the desk, Karen slipped a thigh
between the girl's legs, pressing it firmly against
her mound. Laci gasped with pleasure at the sensation
and began to rock her hips, riding her older lover's
thigh like she might a bicycle seat, her body moving
restlessly to an inner rhythm.
The fact that Laci was dressed at that moment seemed
maddening to Karen. She burned to have the girl naked,
to feel her lover's creamy skin, but the clothes stood
in the way.
Laci felt a wet patch form in the crotch of her jeans
as she ground against Karen's leg with a growing
urgency, her breaths growing ragged.
Feeling a crazed impulse to take Laci by force,
sensing it would excite her, Karen buried her hand in
the twelve-year-old's hair, taking a fistful of her
honey-colored tresses and slowly pulling her head
back. Laci's cheeks were flushed, her eyes glazed with
lust. Karen crushed her mouth to the girl's in a hard
French kiss, tongue-fucking her. With a moan, Laci
relaxed in Karen's arms, letting the older woman
possess her however she wanted.
Breaking their kiss, Karen roughly seized Laci by the
hips, grinding hard against her young lover's mound, a
choked cry escaping the preteen's lips with each
thrust. Finally, unable to wait for even one more
second, Karen pushed Laci away, her hands fumbling
with the button on the girl's jeans, wrenching them
open with a sharp tug.
"Yes!" Laci croaked. She thrust her pelvis forward.
"Th-that's what I need. Take my pants off, Karen. I
wanna be naked for you..."
Instead, Karen thrust a hand into Laci's panties,
wriggling down into into the tightness between the
girl's vulva and the crotch of her jeans. Laci was hot
and damp, and her body jerked at her lover's firm
grasp. Cupping Laci's sex, Karen used her fingers to
pry Laci's labia apart, already slippery with thick
nectar.
"Ohhh, yes, like that," Laci whimpered.
"Oh, my baby... you are so wet, so fucking hot!" Karen
nudged her fingers further down to moisten them, then
smeared the fluid over the girl's bare vulva.
Laci squirmed and panted, thrusting her pelvis against
Karen's hand and her assertive touches, crying out
loud when two fingers found her clitoris. Karen buried
her face in the crook of Laci's sweaty neck, nipping
lightly at the soft skin while she fondled the nub of
Laci's clit.
Arching her back, Laci clasped her hands around
Karen's neck to hold herself up. Her mound throbbed
violently, a hot core that seemed to pulse in time
with her pounding heart. "Oohhh, Karen!" she cried,
the words spilling out without a conscious thought.
"Oh M-Mommy yes, that feels so, s-so—"
But Karen suddenly withdrew her hand from Laci's
pants, leaving a stunned Laci to cry out, "Oh no,
Karen, please..." her face contorted in frustration.
Karen had heard Laci call her "Mommy," but the word
had failed to register in the heat of the moment. Now
she took a clumsy step backward to stare hungrily at
her young lover, still perched on the edge of her
desk. "You know how I want you," the woman said, her
voice low and demanding. "You know exactly how I want
you, child."
With that, Karen placed a hand upon Laci's chest and
pushed, firmly nudging the girl backwards until she
lay sprawled atop the desk. An awed Laci gazed up at
her lover, eyes wide and eager, lips parted in mixed
excitement and anticipation. She didn't want Karen to
be gentle, not right then. Karen had called her a
naughty girl, and naughty girls needed to be handled
firmly.
Karen grasped the heels of Laci's boots and yanked
them off, casting them aside to hit the floor with
twin thunks. Then she grasped Laci's jeans and panties
and drew them down to the girl's ankles and over her
feet in a single steady tug, Laci lifting her butt to
assist.
Now nude from the waist down, Laci tossed her hair
back, breathing hard and tense with desire as she
spread her legs wide apart for Karen. Her pussy and
inner thighs glistened in the fluorescent lights, the
delicate channel of her labia flushed and swollen.
Propping herself up on one elbow, she began to
masturbate, eyes still fastened on those of her
grownup lover. "Fuck me, Karen," she whispered
hoarsely. "Do whatever you want to me... I'm ready!"
The sight of the beautiful young girl openly fondling
her cunt, offering herself up as if she were a
possession to be given away... it drove Karen wild.
She knew that, as little as a week ago, Laci wouldn't
have dreamed of being so deliciously brazen.
Her own cunt was on fire, gone from sticky-wet to
dripping; thighs moist, her panties a lost cause. "Oh,
shit, Laci!" she gasped. "Are you trying to drive me
crazy?"
Laci only laughed shakily and rubbed herself even
harder. "Oooohhhhh yes!"
Dropping to her knees between Laci's legs, Karen
pushed the girl's hand aside, feasting her eyes on the
wondrous sight. Laci's sex was glistening with
wetness; the scent of her rich and thick. The girl's
clit was exposed, engorged, crying for attention.
Karen gave the tiny nub just that, firmly tapping it
with her fingers a few times, each tap making Laci
shudder and squeal.
Taking a deep breath, Karen moistened her lips. This
was it – the prize she'd been dreaming of for days,
obsessing on each and every night...
Delicately spreading the smooth sex open with two
fingers, Karen buried her face between the young
girl's thighs to claim her love's treasure, humming
joyously as she licked and sucked at Laci's cunt. She
probed the still-ripening folds with her tongue and
poked the tip at Laci's piss hole, coaxing a fresh
welling of nectar from the whimpering girl.
Laci draped her legs over Karen's shoulders, tilting
her pelvis toward her lover's busy mouth as her
fingers entangled themselves in Karen's hair. Despite
the intensity of the pleasure she felt, Laci fought
the urge to close her eyes; watching Karen blissfully
wallow in her sex added another level of sensory
delight to the experience. Oh, how wonderful it
felt... so, so wonderful!
Karen used her thumbs to hold the young girl's slit
open, massaging her larger outer labial ridges as she
licked inside the exposed flower until Laci was
quivering in ecstasy. Then Karen shifted her focus to
Laci's clitoral hood, taking between her lips to
suckle and flick her tongue over the girl's
exquisitely tender bud.
Her body suddenly becoming tense, Laci let out a
growl-like cry as she came. Her vaginal muscles
throbbed and spasmed as delicious orgasmic waves
washed over her.
These surges rolled on and on; not sharp and intense,
but like swells on the open ocean, each swell causing
her vagina to tense and release. It seemed as if she
could enjoy these sensations forever but, lovely as it
was, this gentle rapture had to end. Yet Laci wasn't
spent, not even close, when Karen kissed a path up to
her pubis, the girl's sex still tingling from the
pleasure she'd been given.
"Oh, Karen," she whimpered. "Oh my God! It just gets
better every time!"
Rising to her feet, Karen smiled down at her girl-
lover, her hands cradling Laci's hips. "I could lick
you all night long, baby girl," she sighed happily.
Laci was eagerly receptive when Karen bent to kiss
her, with lips moist from her cunt. The young teen
licked at the woman's wet chin as her arms twined
around her grownup lover's neck. She smiled joyously,
all but glowing with adoration.
Karen gently helped her sit up, then held Laci's face
in her hands so they could continue kissing, their
tongues twirling together. "My turn," Karen purred as
she broke away. "My pussy needs love, too. Tasting you
and making you come... oh, angel, it gets me dripping
hot."
Karen kicked her ankle boots off while Laci slid off
the desk. They brought their mouths together in yet
another kiss while both were tugging at Karen's pants,
working them down to her feet. Finally Karen kicked
them aside, and Laci wasted no time dropping to her
knees.
In her heat, Karen marveled at the fact that she and
Laci were fucking right in her office. A week ago,
even dreaming of such a thing was... unimaginable. Yet
here they were, doing exactly that. Karen's body
tensed slightly as she waited for her preteen lover to
send her into orbit.
Karen's panties were visibly wet, and Laci took a
moment to breathe in the rich aroma of her love
partner's musk. Hooking her fingers in the waistband
of Karen's panties with a smile, she slowly, teasingly
worked them down inch by inch.
Karen groaned. "God damn it, Laci! Don't torture me."
Laci giggled, delighted to see that her adored lover
wanted this so badly, knowing at the same time that
her own need to taste Karen was every bit as strong.
As she tugged the silken panties down to Karen's
ankles, the woman stepped out of her underwear and
stood with legs spread. Her breathing was deep and
heavy. With trembling hands, Karen used two fingers to
spread herself open, wanting Laci to see and know
every part of her cunt.
The girl stared hungrily at the fiery pink flesh
inside Karen's vagina for a couple of heartbeats, then
wrapped both arms around the older woman's ass as she
moved in to take her first lick, drawing the flat of
her tongue up and over the exposed slit, ending with a
flick against Karen's clit. Karen yipped as Laci
licked her the same way a second time, then seized
handfuls of Laci's hair, thrusting her pelvis into the
girl's face. "Don't stop, baby... don't stop, oh no
don't you fucking stop!"
Laci trailed her tongue over Karen's opalescent bud,
sucked it into her mouth, nursed at it, humming with
delight as she pleasured her lover.
Karen struggled to hold back her orgasm, wanting to
bask in this lovely feeling forever, but it was no
use. Relentless waves of ecstasy suddenly washed over
her, and she let out her held breath in a choked
scream. Head spinning crazily, she had to lean back
against the desk, gripping its edge to support
herself. "Oh fuck, Laci! Oh G-god, yes! Oh, oh, oh,
ohhhh baby!"
Gazing up at Karen as she panted for breath in the
aftermath of her climax, Laci smothered Karen's vulva
with gentle kisses, then moved upward, burying her
face in the woman's tummy, nuzzling its softness.
Karen was utterly dazed and shaky on her feet, and her
face gleamed with sweat. They made a rare sight... a
woman and a young girl, both naked from the waist
down, their upper bodies fully clothed, embracing as
though they were holding each other up.
At last, Karen guided them both over to her chair and
whispered, "Sit with me."
Laci crawled into Karen's lap and curled up there,
feeling a sudden need to be held like a little girl.
The glow of her arousal slowly drained away, leaving
Laci filled with sudden anguish. By the clock on the
office wall, it was eight-thirty, and that meant they
would have to leave each other soon. In that most
vulnerable time, just after their loving, the child's
emotions were dangerously close to the surface. Tears
suddenly welled up in Laci's eyes, and she began to
sniffle.
Karen frowned. "Baby love, what's the matter? Why the
tears?"
"Because I love you and I don't wanna leave," Laci
sobbed. "I don't w-wanna go back there. I w-w-wanna
stay with you."
Karen rocked Laci, stroking the girl's hair as if she
were petting a cat. How could she possibly separate
herself from Laci tonight? The answer was simple: she
couldn't.
"Don't cry, baby. Shhhh... don't worry. You're not
going back there to that awful woman. On a night like
this, we belong together." She kissed the top of
Laci's head. "You're staying with me tonight."
Laci looked up, startled. "I am?"
Karen nodded quickly. "Uh huh... you sure are, angel."
The tearful girl half-sighed, half-groaned, and sank
into Karen. The sense of elation and pure relief was
palpable, almost like the feeling she got from the
first hit on a joint. She wiped at her face with the
back of her hand, wanting to Karen see how happy she
was.
***
Karen put the car stereo on, its radio tuned to a
familiar pop station. It played the kinds of music
Laci liked best – perky, danceable, familiar; the kind
of songs she and Amy would listen to for hours on end.
As Karen held the wheel with one hand. Laci took the
other between both of hers and brought it to her lips.
She kissed it, caressed her face with it, nuzzled the
tender palm. She couldn't keep herself from saying the
words again, no matter how many times Karen had
already heard them. "I love you," Laci whispered
hoarsely. "I love you, Karen."
By the time they reached Karen's home and stepped into
the warmth of the darkened house, Laci's tears of
relief had passed. She had settled back to her usual
sweet playfulness, and was already eager to make love
again. The pulsing knot in her sex had returned, and
her heart skittered with excitement.
Karen hung their coats up, and Laci impulsively
scampered up to her lover and hugged her from behind.
Rubbing her cheek against Karen's back, she slid her
hands up to squeeze the woman's mature breasts through
her blouse, then stood on her tippy-toes to kiss the
back of her neck and nibble at her ear.
Karen sighed blissfully a shiver rippling through her
as she scrunched her shoulders. "You're feeling frisky
tonight," she said with an amused titter.
"You make me feel all hot an' sexy inside," Laci
purred.
Karen twisted around to face her delectable lover.
"You are so beautiful," she said, her eyes flickering
over the girl's smiling face. They came together in a
playful yet powerful kiss. Moaning with refreshed
sexual hunger, eyes closed, they snaked their tongues
back and forth. At last, Karen pulled back and,
nuzzling Laci's cheek and neck, whispered "Let's go
upstairs to bed."
Laci smiled impishly. Suddenly, she slipped from
Karen's embrace. "Race you!" she cried gleefully and
scampered for the stairs, her boots clacking on the
floor. Karen laughed and set off after her, though she
wasn't nearly as agile as the teen.
Laci reached the top of the stairs well ahead of
Karen. "Can't catch me! Nyah, nyah," and stuck her
tongue out. She waited until Karen was two steps from
the top before darting for the bedroom. Beside herself
with laughter, strangely turned on by Laci's childish
game, Karen ran close behind, careful to catch the
girl only when they were at the bed.
Seizing Laci, Karen wrestled her to the bed, growling
like a playful cougar. Laci squealed with glee and
squirmed in the older woman's arms. Pushing her down,
Karen straddled the giggling preteen on all fours.
"You naughty, naughty girl!" she said. "Making me work
for my loving!"
Laci's playful eyes sparkled like dark emeralds. Her
nostrils flared, a small smile playing on her lips as
she gazed up at Karen. She flung her arms around her
lover's neck, drawing her down for a kiss, thrusting
her tongue into Karen's mouth.
"Oh my," Karen said softly, finally breaking away.
"We're a feisty little kitten tonight, aren't we?"
"I like being naughty. It makes me hot. Makes you hot,
too. I can tell."
Karen dipped down to briefly flick her tongue between
Laci's parted lips. "You sure do," she cooed. "Now I
guess I have to fuck you, since you're making my pussy
all dripping wet."
"It's sexy when you talk naughty like that. You should
fuck me for being a bad girl. That's what I totally
wanna be for you, Karen."
"We need to get naked," Karen whispered in Laci's ear.
"Come, sit up."
They struggled upright and tugged at their clothes,
peeling them off layer by layer and casting them
carelessly to the floor. They pulled each other's
boots off, then took turns tugging their pants down.
Once they were down to their underwear, Karen rose.
"I'm going to go get our nighties first, so we don't
have to get up after. We're going to need them
tonight."
Laci pouted. "Well, hurry up." Her lips curled into an
puckish smile. "I'm ready to play right now."
Karen kissed Laci firmly. "Finish undressing. I want
you bare-ass naked when I get back."
She padded to the bathroom, stripping off her bra and
tossing it aside, then grabbed her own nightie and the
one Laci used over the weekend from the hook on the
back of the door. She balanced on one foot to strip
off her panties, kicking them away. Karen's heart was
jackhammering in her chest, a taut sense of urgency
gripping her. This new aggressiveness of Laci's was
breathtakingly exciting. So sweet, yet so wanton,
Laci's passion emanated from her like heat from a
radiator. Best of all, the girl was only just starting
to understand and tap into her own sexuality. It was
only the beginning of their relationship as lovers,
and the very idea that it was only going to get better
made Karen weak-kneed.
She was about to receive her next delightful surprise.
When she got back to the bedroom with their nightwear,
Laci was propped up on the pillows with her legs
splayed out, vigorously masturbating. Her eyes were at
half-mast, lips parted. She worked her smooth sex with
two fingers, stroking her wet slit, then probing
inside her vagina before extracting her fingers to
smear fresh honey over her mound. She manipulated her
clit with enthusiasm; up and down and in circles,
dipping back down occasionally to lubricate her
fingers. Clearly, when it came to sexuality, Laci's
naivete was a thing of the past.
Karen was rooted to the spot, staring in surprise and
awe at her girl lover. This was different from their
sex games from earlier, back at the office. Now Laci
was being deliberately provocative. The sight of the
young girl masturbating so intently sent a rush of
heat through Karen's body that left her feeling shaky
and fuzzy when, in that split second, the memory of
hearing Laci masturbate in Amy's room that Sunday just
a few weeks earlier came roaring back. Now the girl
was fondling herself yet again – only this time, Karen
would get to watch as well as listen.
"I couldn't wait," Laci moaned, with a quick half-
shrug. Her small but sultry smile belied any
innocence, but the arousal in her eyes was genuine.
Carelessly dropping the nighties she held to the
floor, Karen quickly climbed on the bed. "Don't stop!"
she demanded, straddling the girl on all fours.
Laci gazed up at Karen, her fingers rapidly skating up
and down her slit, the wet, squishy sounds of her
pleasure mingling with the sharp stabs of Laci's
quickening breath and the occasional whimper. With a
sudden cry, her hips rose up and she stiffened.
"Ooohhhh, Karen!" she mewled.
"Keep going, don't stop," Karen hissed as Laci's first
orgasm rippled through her writhing body. Karen's own
sex throbbed hotly, already leaking the nectar of her
arousal. She could already feel warm fluid moistening
her inner thighs.
Hovering over the masturbating girl, Karen slipped a
hand between her legs and began her own frantic self-
exploration. Lying down by Laci's side, she kissed her
young lover greedily. Their tongues grappled and
tangled while they fingered themselves.
It was lovely, taking pleasure this way, but Karen
suddenly wanted more. She wanted to be the one to make
Laci come. Something especially hot, that they hadn't
yet tried...
The answer came in a flash. Karen wanted to laugh in
delight at how perfect an idea it was. Instead, she
withdrew her hand from between her legs and reached
out to grab Laci's wrist, putting a stop to the girl's
masturbation. She instinctively knew from Laci's
movements and cries that her little lover was right at
the precipice.
"Ooohhhh!" Laci gasped in surprise and frustration.
"Karennnn! Don't make me stop," she cried.
Karen, breathing hard, smiled wickedly at the
frustrated preteen. "Bad girl..." she growled softly
before kissing Laci hard.
Laci squirmed, still at the tantalizing verge of
orgasm. It was a feeling that was at once agonizing
and wonderful. "Please!" she whimpered. "Please let me
c-come, Karen..."
"Bad girl," Karen repeated, "starting without me. You
don't think I'm going to let you come that easily, do
you?" She brought Laci's hand to her lips and sucked
the girl's fingers into her mouth, then licked them
like a Popsicle. "Mmmmmm," she purred. "You taste
good."
Every nerve in Laci's body seemed to crackle and hiss.
Karen's teasing seemed to drive her need even higher,
making her even more desperate for release. "Karen,
please..." she whimpered.
Staring deep into the young girl's pleading eyes,
Karen murmured, "Are you ready for me to fuck you,
then?"
"Yes!" Laci cried. "P-please!"
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me! Make me come!"
Releasing Laci's hand, Karen swiveled her body around
on the bed, positioning herself between the girl's
thighs. She grasped Laci's ankle, then raised her leg,
spreading her lover open. Laci gaped at Karen in utter
incomprehension while the woman slid toward her, until
their sexes were nearly touching. Then, panting for
breath, sensing the nearness of her own climax, Karen
forced her mound against Laci's. Karen doubted that
the twelve-year-old had any idea of what tribbing was,
but suspected that she would immediately understand
how to respond.
"Ooooohh!" Lacy squealed, startled by what Karen was
doing; astonished at how good it felt. "Wha-what are
y-you – ohhh!"
Karen rolled her hips and twisted her body, trying to
get the best contact possible. Their slits met,
pressed together, and opened to kiss each other. "Rub
against me!" Karen blurted.
Laci caught on quickly, just as Karen had hoped,
instinctively moving herself so they could grind
together, labia to labia, slit to slit. The hot, moist
friction they generated, their clits occasionally
meeting in a blinding rush of ecstasy, left them both
gasping and crying out. Their dripping sexes squished
wetly as Karen pressed harder, thrusting herself
against Laci. Only barely aware of it, the two lovers
were moving as a unit, fucking one another in a mutual
rhythm until...
They came together. For Karen, there was a brief
moment where she seemed to be hovering weightlessly,
as though she'd swung out on a rope hanging above a
pool of water and released it without dropping,
suspended motionless in midair. Then she was grinding
even more frantically against Laci, sensing her young
lover's orgasm feeding on and driving hers.
When the waves finally subsided, the woman and the
girl were both panting as if from a race. Their bodies
were glistening wet from their lower tummies to their
thighs, pussies still engorged and open, lightly
touching.
Disengaging herself, Laci moved to embrace her grownup
lover, wrapping both arms around Karen's neck,
giggling crazily. In a tangle of bodies and legs, they
rolled about together on the bed. Laci didn't try to
contain her delight, laughing with breathless elation.
"Karen! How did you know to do that? I never even
heard of such a thing! And you can come from doing it,
too!"
Karen joined in Laci's giddy laughter. "Oh, baby
love," she replied. There is soooo much you don't know
about yet... and I'm going to love every minute of
teaching it to you." She kissed Laci tenderly, then
relaxed with the sweaty young girl in her arms.
Smiling, bodies entwined, Karen and Laci shared
whispered vows of love and devotion in the dim light
of the bedside lamp, pausing occasionally for kisses.
To be continued?
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
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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