I went over, sat almost opposite & watched her. She never even looked my way. I finally say hi to her. She looked my way & said hi & went back looking straight ahead. I lied & told her I had not seen her in here before. She said she had seen me. She showed no facial or tone emotions. She was a strange one alright.

"My name is Beverly" I said, as I held my hand out towards her. I couldn't believe it when she took my hand & with a smile, said" I'm Nancy."  We struck up a conversation. The more I learned about her, the more intrigueing she bacame.

She came from a small farming town where her father & mother owned a grocery & feed store. She was the oldest of nine children. When she got big enough, she was left to look after the others until they could look after themselves. Their house was right next to the store, so if there was a problem, she could quickly get her mother or father. There was only time for school, studying & looking after her siblings. Boyfriend, no. What were her plans? The sciences. To get her PHd & teach at a college or university. Boyfriend, sex, marriage. Never crossed her mind. Study, study, study. Little did she know I had other plans for her. A true virgin for the taking.

I finally convinced her to go out for dinner with me one Friday nite. We sat, talked & even shared a bottle of wine. She said that was the first time she had ever had a drink of anything but pop. When I asked her how she liked the wine, she said it was nice, but made her light headed. I said it made me feel the same way. We laughed the more we drank & even got to the point of being giddy. I invited her back to my place & never hesitated about saying yes. I took her hand & then placed my arm around her waist, as we walked back to my place. She placed her arm around me. I held her close. We took turns laying our heads on each others shoulder. "Did she have an idea what lay ahead or was she just too happily drunk to care" I thought to myself.

When we got back to my place, I told her to kick off her shoes & sit on the sofa while I got us a drink. She didn't say no to a drink, so I poured each of us a good big glass of wine. When I came back into the livingroom, She was sitting with her back against the sofa, arms at her side & legs slightly spread. She looked very at ease & very desirable with her nice firm boobs pushing her blouse out. As I got closer, I could see her nipples pressed against her bra. I handed her, her drink & sat beside her. "Cheers" I said, raising mine. She raised her & we clicked glasses.

We sat there talking & looking at each other about whatever was on our mind at the moment. Her eyes twinckled. Her lips so kissable. Her face so innocent. Well almost all. I don't think she was thinking about sex, whereas I was. Sex with her.

I ran my fingers throught her hair. She looked into my eyes. "Does that feel good" I asked her. With a slight purr, she said the only other person to do that beside herslf, was her mother. "Do you mind if I do it" I asked. "Not all all" she said. As I played with her hair, the looked in her eyes became far away. "Where was she at that moment" I thought. She let her head fall onto my shoulder. I let my hand fall onto her shoulder & pulled her close to me. She just lay there silently. I sipped my wine. She just held her glass.

"Do you want to watch a video" I asked. "Sure" she said. The one I had in mind, was not one most people would have in their house. It was of two girls making out. I got up, fetched the video out of the drawer in the wall cabinet, turned on the video, opened the door & slipped the video in. As I walked back to the couch, I pointed the remote control toward the machine to close the door. As I sat back on the couch beside her, the video loaded. I put my arm around her. She laid her head on my shoulder. When it said play on the scree, I pushed the play button.

She gasped when she saw what it was about. I was expecting her to get mad. Instead of that, all she said was, "I've heard of these things but never seen one." "Do you mind or would you like to see something else" I asked. "Is it just about two girls" she asked, "or are there guys in it too?" "Just girls" I said. "Then lets watch this, as I've heard about girls having sex together, but always wondered what they did, as neither has a cock." She floored me.

She raised her head. I Pushed her long hair aside & continued to run my fingers through it. I started to nibble on her ear. The kiss & lick her neck. She let out a slight moan. I took my other hand & lighltly ran it up & down her throat. Then across her chin & face, but made sure I didn't block her vision. I ran my fingers across her lips. She opened her mouth & started to suck on my fingers. She moaned more & more. I looked at the video. The girls were carressing each others boobs. 

I let my hand slip down & do the same to the same to Nancy. She put her hands on mine & encouraged me. She undid the buttons on her blouse, pulled the end out of her skirt, reached behind her, undid her bra & took them both of without taking her eyes off the TV. Her boobs were firm. Her nipples the size of an eraser on a thick pencil. I ran my hand over her boobs, stopping momentarily to rub her nipples between my thumb & forefinger. She moaned loudly. "Do you like me doing that" I asked. "Please do it more" she asked. I squeezed them harder & pulled on them at the same time. "More, more" she moaned. "Did you use to play with your nipples" I asked. "Yes" she replied. "Did you play with your clit too?" "I had to pleasure myself somehow" she said. "Did you make yourself have an orgasm" I asked. "I wanted to very badly" she answered & added she couldn't, as she shared a bed with on of her sisters. "Well I would like to play with your clit & make you have an orgasm, so why don't you slip your panties off." She lifter her butt, slipped them down till they were around her knees, lifted her legs up & slipped them off over her feet.

"Now be a good girl & spread your legs so I can see how wet you are & how swollen your labia & clit are too." She spread her. I slipped my hand up under her skirt till I reached her crotch. She was very wet. Her labia & clit swollen. She let out a long moan, as I started to play with her clit. "Does that feel good" I asked. "Yes" she said with a moan & smile on her face. "Do you think we should have more sex then what we are having" I asked. "Please" she asked. "Do you want me to give you oral sex after I give you an orgasm with my fingers." "I want to do whatever girls do to girls, as long as it's not gross" she replied. "Well my sweet, we will do it all after the video is over" I told her.

I kept playing with her clit, then slipped one finger in, then two & slowly began to slip them in as far as I could & the out again. She slipped down till her butt was on the edge of the sofe cushion. "Did you ever do this to yourself" I asked, as I fingered her. "No But I wanted to" she answered. "So you wanted to masturbate then till you had had an orgasm" I asked. "Oh fuck yes." "This girl is coming out of herself" I said to myself & right here in my place. I watched the video as I fingered her & hoped I could give her that orgasm at the same time one of the girls on the video was fingering the other till she had an orgasm. This was my lucky nite. Nancy had hers at the same time the other girl did. When she finally came down from her height of ecstacy, I slipped my fingers out, stuck them in my mouth & savoured her wonderfully tasty virgin juice of total joy.

We went into my bedroom, stripped & climbed into bed. She did as asked. She gave me oral sex till I had an orgasm. For a first timer, she did well. Then I did her. Then we did each other in the sixty-nine position, over & over again. I got up went into the closet, found my strap-on toy of joy & walked back out. "What do you mean girls don't have cocks" I asked, as I wiggled it around with my hand. When she looked, I thought her eyes were going to come out of their sockets.

"My fuck" she said, "that is big." "Bigger then any guys & will give you lots of pleasure" I told her. I got back on the bed. She knew what to do. As I positioned myself between her spread thighs, she took ahold of the shaft & guided it home. She put a hand over her mouth. As I gently eased it in, she arched her back. "Does that feel good" I asked, as I glanced down at my new found virgin. She shook her head up & down.

We became instant lovers. She moved in with me. I had thought about joining the lesbian community at the college, but there was no way I was going to let some other lesbian get close to Nancy.

Lately I have been spending a lot of time on the computer reading erotic stories, especially about lesbians. I have found some lesbian chat rooms and joined in the sex talk. One girl sent me a picture of herself, she was a cute white girl named Joy. She asked me to describe myself and I told her that I was a black woman 26 years old, was 5'10” tall, had 38DD bust, was very dark complected, had black hair and dark eyes. I was astounded and very aroused when she begged me to send her a picture of myself and informed me that she wanted to worship my black body with her tongue and eat my pussy until I came all over her face!

Finally I sent her a picture of myself wearing sexy lingerie. Joy responded by offering herself to be my sex slave and willingly obey my every command. It was tempting but I explained my circumstances and asked her to give me more time before we even thought about meeting. Joy said that she was disappointed but understood and told me that when I was ready she would be there.

There were all sorts of women on the web site, some just looking for a fling, some wanting a commitment, some wanting just to talk but what excited me the most was the ones that wanted to be submissive. There was another black woman that seemed to have quite a few woman lusting after her, she went by the name of Mistress Wanda. I asked her what her secret was and she told me that some women just like to be dominated and that is what she loved to do. It turned out that she lived about 35 miles away and told me that whenever I wanted she would have some of her slaves over to her place and we could have a party. My pussy was flooding at the thought of having other women eat me out.

I had a session with my vibrator, showered, and went shopping. While at the mall I decide to get a bite to eat but my mind kept thinking about submissive women and my pussy was still wet. The sweet young thing that took my order was a redhead, she had a beautiful face, big green eyes, and a charming smile. She introduced herself as Debbie and I couldn't help but notice that she kept staring at my big black tits. It was July in Pennsylvania and extremely hot and sticky so I wore a tank top and shorts. During the course of my meal Debbie stopped by often and told me. “If you need anything, anything at all, just ask.” Her young pretty face blushed as she gazed at my body and it made me horny as hell.

After paying the check and leaving a generous tip I decided to go for it and asked Debbie, “When do you get finished work? Perhaps we could go for a drink and get to know one another better. You are so nice and I really enjoyed your company.”

She gushed, “Oh, I would love that but I am only eighteen. My shift will be oven in 45 minutes though.”

“Great, I will be back to pick you up and we can have a few drinks at my house. I won't tell anyone if you don't. It will be nice, what do you say?”

“Sounds great, I will meet you out front.” I window shopped for about forty five minutes but my mind was on sex the whole time. I couldn't believe how bold I had become but I was also nervous because I hadn't had sex with anyone but Brad in a long, long time. Still, the thought of seducing this white girl was so arousing. As I approached the restaurant she was standing there looking so adorable. I asked Debbie where her car was parked and she answered, “Oh, I don't have a car yet, I take the bus.”

“Good, then you can ride with me.” We walked to my car together, chatted, and we both remarked how hot it was outside. As she got in my car her skirt rose and I got a glimpse of her creamy white thighs. Debbie told me that her parents were divorced and she lived with her mom. I told her what happened to my husband and she put her arm around me and expressed how bad she felt for me and asked if there was anything she could do. The warmth of her young body was driving me insane with lust and I answered, “What do you have in mind? What would you like to do for me?”

Debbie turned crimson, looked at my body and shyly said, “Oh, I don't know; anything you want me to do. I guess.” I couldn't believe that I was actually doing this! I was actually taking this white girl home to seduce her and looking forward to getting into her pants with wild anticipation. By the time we got home my crotch was drenched.

As we entered the house Debbie exclaimed, “Your house is so beautiful; what do you do for a living?”

“Nothing, nothing at all. My husband had lots of insurance and I am well taken care of. Early in our marriage I did some lingerie modeling and exotic dancing but my husband did not approve and made me quit. Please have a seat and tell me what you would like to drink?”

“I don't know. You choose something for me.” I got behind the bar and poured us both a stiff rum and coke. I put on some music and sat on the sofa very close to her and whispered in her ear that I was so glad for her company and that I had been very lonely. Debbie openly admired my voluptuous frame saying, “A woman so beautiful and sexy as you should never be lonely. God! You are a the most alluring creature that I have ever seen.”

After a few more drinks she started slurring her words and could not keep her eyes off of my breasts. I chuckled and told her, “You seem to like looking at my tits. Would you like to see more of them?”

Debbie seemed to be under a spell of some kind and simply muttered, “Yes.” Her big green eyes opened wide and she licked her lips as I took of my top and tossed it aside boldly displaying my ample black melons for her to admire. All she could say was, “Wow! They are so big and oh so beautiful.”

I told her, “Don't be shy little girl, come nurse on these big motherfuckers; you know that you want to don't you baby girl? Much to my delight she wasted no time putting her sweet lips on my stiff nipples and sucked like a little baby. I hand-fed them to her and she eagerly nursed on both of them. While she was slobbering all over my tits my fingers went up her skirt and found her love tunnel, it was soaked and ready to accept my long black fingers. Slowly at the start but then more rapidly I finger fucked her fuming cunt. One finger at first but soon there were three fingers stuffing her hungry hole. She squealed with delight and her cum covered my pumping fingers. I pulled her sucking mouth off of my tits and told her, “Let's take this to the bedroom and get nude and lewd!”

We went upstairs and started stripping. She had a nice body with medium sized breasts and I liked her freckles. Debbie stared in awe at my plush pubic hair and big pussy lips as I admired her thin lipped love box and sparse red pubic hair. I pushed her down on the bed and kissed her full on the lips. Then I fucked her mouth with my tongue and was pleased when her tongue licked mine. I kissed down her neck, then lingered for awhile on her tits and marveled at her pointy red nipples. I then went to her navel and sucked it, then to her thighs, I licked and kissed my way to her smoldering little pussy and inhaled her aroused scent She cooed and sighed as my tongue found it's way up her honey-hole. Soon she was fucking my face with passion as I devoured her pussy and drank up all of her juices.

I sat up and let her come back down to earth. I told her that I loved the contrast between her creamy white skin and my black skin. She said, “So do I and not only that but your big tits with black nipples and your fat pussy with the forest of black curly pubic hair just drives me wild. Your lips are so much fuller than mine and your tongue is much longer. You are incredible and you drive me insane with desire.”

My ebony body moved over her white frame and my tits rubbed hers before they met her lips. I went back down her body and fucked her pussy with my tits. She screamed out in ecstasy and had another orgasm on my breasts. I brought them back to her mouth and she licked her own juices off my breasts. I asked, “Do you like the taste of your own cunt little girl?” She nodded her head 'yes' then I asked her if she would like to taste mine. Once again she just nodded.

I put my knees on either side of her head and lowered my dripping pussy to her sweet lips. She eagerly started licking and sucking my hot cunt. I said, “Whoa baby, take it easy. Kiss my pussy lips, then lick them, then gently nibble on my big fat pussy lips, suck my clit for awhile then you can stick your tongue up my cunt and suck it dry.” Debbie followed orders perfectly and gobbled up everything. I swear her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner. She licked and sucked me dry; I lost track of how many orgasms that I had while fucking her pretty white face. It was the most fantastic sex of my life and I decided then and there that I was going to seduce and fuck as many white women as I could.

I stroked Debbie's long red hair and told her that she looked so sexy with my cum and pussy juices all over her face. We got dressed and I drove her home. She lived in a modest apartment and invited me in to meet her mother but I told her maybe another time. I really did not feel like meeting the mother of the girl I just fucked. She gave me her phone number and pleaded with me to call her, saying, “I love you and am willing to do anything you want me to do. I just want to be with you.”

I told her, “I have just had sex for the first time since I lost my husband. It was great and so are you but now I want to fuck as many white bitches as I can. I like you and want to see you again and will call you soon but no commitments, do you understand? It may sound harsh but it is better to be truthful now than to deceive you and hurt you later.”

“You don't have to make a commitment; I just want to be with you again. I will even introduce my friends to your luscious black pussy. I will bring you all the white girls that you want. Latisha I just want to be with you and will do anything and everything to please you.”

I kissed her goodbye and told her that I would call her soon. I went home and relaxed while thinking of Debbie's face between my legs and dreaming of other white women worshiping my big tits and hot cunt. I was startled by a crashing sound outside, looked out, and saw the prim and proper Ann Blake getting out of her car and surveying the damage. She had hit a parked car and was looking around to see if anyone saw the accident. I rushed for my camera and started taking pictures. When she felt that no one had seen what happened she hopped in her car and took off.

Ann lived down the street and was a snob. She always walked around as if she were better than anyone else. I know she didn't like black people and rarely talked to me. When she did she always talked down to me like I was dirt beneath her feet. I considered calling the police but had a better idea. I decided to give her a call and see how far she would go to keep the photos from the police. Ann answered the phone and when she realized who was calling she impatiently asked, “What the hell do you want?”

I responded, “Now, now, Ann, you should be nicer to me being that I have pictures of you fleeing the scene of a crime.”

There was a moment of silence then she asked in a much more subdued tone, “What is it that you want?”

“Well Ann, come over here in an hour and we will have a few friendly drinks and talk it over. If you fail to show up I will call the police and give them the pictures I have of you at the scene of the accident. The choice is all yours.”

Without hesitation she agreed to come over. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and wore nothing but a red satin robe. Ann was prompt and drank scotch on the rocks while I had another rum and coke. After taking a sip of her drink, Ann with anger in her voice demanded, “All right what is it you want. I do have some money but this is blackmail you know.”

The 37 year old mother and housewife displayed a mixture of anger and fear when she asked, “How much?”

I replied. “I don't want your money Ann, I just want us to become very good friends. I am sure that would be better than facing the police for a hit and run charge or do you hate black folks that much?”

I poured her another drink and could tell she was lying when she said, “I don't hate blacks or anyone else for that matter. If you want to be friends then fine. The only reason that I ran away was because I have too many points on my drivers license already. It was stupid I know but the fear of loosing my license clouded my judgment.”

I let my robe slip open so that she could get a good view of my luscious ebony body. She would look and then quickly avert her eyes only to return her gaze on my sexy frame. She was uncomfortable and nervous but did not want to say anything to offend me as I had her fate in my hands. Ann was downing her drinks fast and I was quick to refill her glass. The more she drank the more she stared at my breasts. She tried to make some excuse about having to get home but I sternly told Ann that she could not leave until we became special friends. She slurred, “ I...I don't think uh that I know what you mean. You are not suggesting that we um, ah, have sex, are you? That's disgusting, I am straight and that is out of the question. I ah, have to go now.”

I put my hand on her leg and she froze. She had a horrified look on her face as my hand slowly went higher up her leg and into the blond mother's panties. She was panting as I fingered her moist cavern. Becoming more emboldened by her arousal and submission I made my first attempt to totally dominate and humiliate another woman. I scolded her saying, “You are a fucking liar. How dare you lie to me and say that you don't want to have sex with another woman? Your pig cunt is flowing like a river! You want it and you want it real bad, don't you pig slut? Answer me whore and tell me the truth this time.”

“Yes, yes, I want it.”

“Not good enough slut. Tell me exactly what you want.”

“I want you to keep fucking my pussy; I want to cum!”

“I know you do bitch but not yet.” She looked so disappointed when I withdrew my fingers from her sopping pussy. I took off my robe and discarded it and saw the desire and lust in her blue eyes as she gazed at my nakedness. I put my fingers to her lips and told her to taste herself. She licked and sucked my fingers with fervor. I pulled Ann to her feet and sat down on the chair and told her, “You think your pig cunt taste good just wait until you feast on my hot black cunt. Have you ever licked a black pussy?”

“No, never. The only experience I have ever had with another woman was with my roommate in college. She was a blond too.”

“Well bitch this is your lucky night. By the time I get through with you your vile racist thoughts will be a thing of the past. Now I want you to slowly strip for me, do it sexy and watch me play with my tits and finger my cunt as you take it off.” Ann lifted off her dress and slowly and temptingly discarded her panties and bra. She was slender and quite fit for her age. She had a blond bush but her tits were nonexistent. I ordered her to keep dancing and mocked her. “You have the tits of a little boy! Why do you even bother to wear a bra? No wonder you could not keep your eyes off of my big black tits! You want to fondle them and nurse on them don't you Ann? Come sit on my lap.”

Ann willingly complied and sat on my lap. Without being told she tried to contain them in her tiny white hands. Ann wore a look of total amazement as she, lifted, dropped, squeezed, and lovingly fondled my boobs. I stuffed three, then four fingers up her slushy cunt. I decided to fist fuck this white bitch and send her over the top. I had to tell her not to bite too hard on my nipples as she reached one orgasm after the other. My arm was in her half way up to my elbow. I could feel her pussy expand and flood; it amazed me that such a small woman could take so much up her pussy. With a loud swish, plop, my arm withdrew from her stretched cunt. Her pussy was now a gaping gooey hole. Then my submissive slut was made to lick my hand and arm clean.

When I was satisfied that it was clean enough I commanded, “Good girl, now for your treat, get on the rug, on your knees and and enjoy your first taste of a superior black woman's pussy. Worship my black cunt with your lips and tongue. Do it now!” Much to my delight the former racist, prim, and proper white wife attacked my clammy cunt like a starving man would a juice steak. I mean she put everything she had into it, she sucked and slurped for over an hour. I lifted my long black legs and told her that some cum leaked down into my ass-hole and that she should stick her tongue up there and lick it all out. She not only did that but she kissed my ass-hole and all over my black buttocks.

We were both totally spent and relaxed in each others arms. I told Ann that she was a good little slut, that I wanted to have her come over every time I called, that she was now my property and would do whatever I wanted her to do. To my surprise she thanked me and said she hoped that I would call her soon. I said, “You are a real slut, you loved my arm up your sloppy cunt, and I could tell that you had orgasms while you ate my black pussy and ass. How does it feel to be a black woman's pussy slut and cunt lapper?

“I never would have guessed it Latisha but submitting to you and having you degrade me was by far the most spectacular sex in my whole life. Yes, I am your white fuck-slut and loving it!”

“Good Ann, how old is your daughter and what is her name?”

Ann was trembling with fear and her face got even whiter as she mumbled, “Her name is Sharon and she is 18 but you can't be thinking about her that way, can you?”

“Oh yes, I can and I am. She is a younger version of you and just as flat-chested. Sharon would just love to play with my big tits and feast on my blackberry-pie. Don't be so selfish; why should you have all the fun? Think what a turn-on it would be to watch each other pleasure me. Don't be such a prude; after what just happened how could you possibly put on that goody-goody act?”

“But she is my little girl; I just couldn't.”

I grabbed a fistful of her blond hair, pulled her head back, and plunged three fingers into her sopping pussy and told Ann, “You are lying to me again, your filthy cunt is soaked. You love the idea of watching your little girl nurse on my big tits, lick my whole body, and getting down and dirty with my juicy black cunt and her watching you debase yourself with me, don't you slut?”

She was shaking and meekly uttered, “God forgive me but yes it does turn me on! I don't understand why such a depraved and vile thing as involving my little girl with you is so arousing but it is. Latisha how should we go about it?” I kissed her goodbye and told her to leave that to me. I was astonished that she was willing to offer her own daughter up to me but loved the thought of having both mother and daughter together. I was so proud of myself for seducing two white women in one day that I decided to go on-line and boast to Mistress Wanda. She was proud of me too and told me all about her strap-on dildos, hand cuffs, whips and chains and other sex toys. I was not interested in the other stuff but the idea of strapping on a big black cock and fucking a white woman senseless was exciting and I decided to get one the next day.

After a much needed good night's sleep I decided to drive to Philadelphia to purchase some sex toys. I did not want to go to one of those seedy places that have the peep shows and perverts hanging around so I went to a lesbian sex shop. I was overwhelmed by the huge assortment of lesbian sex products. They had everything that I could imagine and then some. As I browsed around the shop a seductive Latin lady in her late thirties approached me and offered to be of assistance. It turned out that her name was Vanessa and she owned the shop. I explained what I was looking for and she led me to a shelf that had dildos of all sizes, shapes, and colors. While watching my confusion she asked, “You are new to this aren't you?”

I felt comfortable talking to the attractive woman and sensed that she was a lesbian also. Then it hit me; for the first time! I was no longer straight or even bi-sexual; I was a confirmed lesbian that loved to dominate other women sexually. I smiled at her and boldly stated, “I am new to this but have seduced a couple of white woman and now I want to strap on a big black cock and fuck them into total submission.” Vanessa showed me the ones that massaged your clit so that you could cum while you fucked the bitches. I picked two black ones, a 12” and an 8” strap-on. I inquired about the long thin ones and was informed that they were for butt-fucking. I immediately got hot at the thought of fucking them in the ass and realized that I still had a lot to learn. I bought a couple of them as well.

While at the check out counter Vanessa said, “You know, we have a lot in common. I live with a roommate but we are just friends. We often go out and pick up a bitch or two and bring them home and double-team them.” She pointed out a busty young blond girl that was helping a customer and said, “I didn't hire her because she was the sharpest knife in the drawer but because the moment she applied for the job I knew that I had to have her. When she started here she thought that she was straight but now we spend most of our lunch time in the back room. Now she begs me to fuck her in the pussy and ass. After she sucks on my toes and licks and kisses every inch of me, sucks my pussy, drinks my cum, and says please then I fuck the shit out of her. She has helped my business beyond my wildest dreams. All kinds of women come in the shop to hit on her and now that the word is out that she is a willing submissive they come in droves hoping to get lucky. It is a win-win situation. The best move I ever made was hiring her. Sales are way up since she started working for me. Say, we should get together sometime and share our bitches with each other or maybe go out and get some fresh meat.”

I said, “Yes that sound like fun.” She gave me her card and wrote her home number on the back and wished me luck. When I got home I called Debbie and asked her if she had talked to any of her friends about joining us and she said she had a few that were interested. I suddenly had a brilliant idea and inquired, “You don't happen to know Sharon Blake by any chance, do you?

“Yes she is a friend of mine but she is straight and I don't think she would go for it.”

“Listen slut, you will be at my place with your friends, including Sharon, at eight tomorrow night or forget about ever tasting my delicious black pussy again. Do you understand me?”

“Yes mistress, we will be there. I will bring her to you no matter what it takes. I would do anything for you and you know that. See you at eight and I can't wait.” I told her not to disappoint me and hung up the phone.

I got on-line and told Wanda of my plans to involve Ann's daughter. Wanda told me that she has had many of mother and daughter teams together and that it was fantastic. We conversed for a couple of hours and she even told me how she bound and whipped her slaves. She told me that when she was a teenager her father left her and her mom alone and her mother took a job as a live in maid for a successful white woman. She loved living in the mansion and having her own room. One night she got up to go to the bathroom and heard strange noises downstairs. She peeked down to see what was going on and was shocked to see her mother on her knees with her face buried between the white woman's legs. The woman held her mom's face tight to her pussy and said, “Yes, that's it, suck my pussy you dumb black whore!” After the woman was through she kicked Wanda's mom to the floor and strapped on a dildo and fucked her pussy and ass. Then she roughly tugged on her mom's tits and spanked her. What really shocked Wanda was that after they were finished her mom thanked the white woman for letting her be her pussy slut.

The woman of the house had a daughter a couple of years older than Wanda. One day Wanda told the older girl what she had seen and they conspired to watch together. About a week later Wanda heard them at it again and woke the other girl to see for herself. After watching the woman totally dominate and abuse Wanda's mother the girls went to Wanda's room and played the same game but soon Wanda took control and made the white girl her pussy licking slut.

One day Wanda told her mother that she knew what was going on and told her mother that she didn't have to put up with it anymore. She told her mom how she had been dominating the woman's daughter and she should do the same with her boss. Her mother looked down and said, “You don't understand; I love being humiliated and made to submit to her perverse demands. I have never been happier and don't want to change a thing!” Over the next couple of years Wanda witnessed her mother service not only her boss but the woman's friends as well. The rich white woman's daughter bought Wanda the house she now lives in and even though she has since married and had children she still comes to visit Wanda to be used and abused. When I told her that I loved seducing white women,especially blonds, she told me that race didn't matter to her and that her slaves came in all different colors.

After talking to Wanda I found myself getting wet again and tried out the dildos and found that I liked the smaller one better. The big fat one would be good for someone like Ann. I thought about Wanda beating her slaves and found that to be a turn-off. I really didn't want to hurt anyone; I only wanted to dominate them sexually and as long as they liked it, what the hell, why not?

I felt all hot and horny and decided that I could not wait for tomorrow night with Debbie and Sharon. I dressed in a see-through blouse and short skirt and for the first time in my life I was going to go out not wearing any panties. I dismissed the idea of going to a lesbian bar because I wanted to seduce a white woman that was straight and introduce her to the joys of my black pussy. I recalled seeing signs advertising a luncheon for women of a new local church. The poster said that members and anyone interested were invited to come. I felt exhilarated at the prospect of seducing an innocent church-goer.

Stares of shock and disapproval greeted me as I entered the room dressed so seductively but many of them could not take their eyes off of me. As I moved about the room some ignored me but others were friendly and welcomed me to the church function. I was not hungry and there was no booze so I drank a tall glass of lemon aid. There were over a hundred women in the banquet room and I noticed a stage that was elevated so I decided to sit up there knowing that any woman that looked up would get a full view of my long dark legs and exposed hairy pussy. One woman came over and told me quite indignantly that my privates were exposed and walked off in a huff when I simply smiled and told her not to worry about it. Most of the woman were chatting and glancing up at me; no doubt telling each other how disgusting I was and how outraged they were but there were a few that kept staring and I could see the desire, lust, and hunger in their eyes. There was a slender light-brown haired woman going around the room greeting everyone but she kept looking up at me. Finally she approached me and introduced herself as Cathy Murphy, the reverend's wife. She said that she would like to see me at church services. I noticed her embarrassment as her big blue eyes went from my exposed pussy, my breasts, and face. She didn't know it yet but I did; she wanted me! I said to her in a seductive tone, “Come home with me and tell me all about your church. We can get to know each other better and perhaps you can convert me.”

“Oh, I don't know but the function is about over and if I can recruit you it would be a blessing.”

“Good, it is settled then. You can follow me to my house and do your duty as a missionary.”

“OK, but I can't stay long. I do hope that I can help you along your path though.”

“Cathy I have no doubt about it. I am sure that you can help me a great deal.” She smiled and went to talk to the other women in the room. When everyone else had left we walked to the parking lot and she followed me home. Once inside my place she sat on the sofa and I made us both a rum and coke. She looked so pretty in her pink flowered dress and it was a surprise to hear that she was 44 years old. She looked so much younger.

I served the drinks and sat down next to her. When she sipped her drink she said, “Oh my God, this has alcohol in it! I never drink, it is a sin.”

“Nonsense, drinking is not a sin unless you get drunk. You should know that.” She agreed and told me all about the functions of the church. I got us another drink but this time I sat in a chair across from her. My short skirt hiked up and she got a ringside view of my exposed pussy. She became very flustered and downed her drink rather quickly. She couldn't keep her mind on our conversation or her eyes off of my now moist cunt. I quickly gave her a refill and resumed my position across from the sweet-thing.

Sensing that the time was right; I stood up and walked over to the frightened woman. Before she knew what was happening I removed my blouse and skirt and stood in front of her in nothing but my stockings and high-heels. My dripping pussy was only inches from her pretty face. She stuttered, “Wha..what are you do..doing?”

“I am just giving you a better view of what you haven't been able to keep your eyes off of. Go ahead and touch it, I know you want to.”

“No, it's not right. I am married to a minister, it would be adultery and I couldn't do that to him.”

All the while she longingly gazed at my aroused sex. I reassured her by saying, “It is not adultery with another woman only if you fucked another man. Just touch it baby, don't be so shy.” Her hand slowly reached out and made contact with my hairy black cunt. I brought her other hand to my boobs and she lovingly squeezed and fondled them. I demanded, “Put your fingers in there so you can explore it properly.” She complied and put two fingers in my smoldering love hole. As she increased speed the lust was written all over her face and in her eyes. Then I told her, “Kiss it baby and taste how good it is.” Cathy shyly looked up at me with her big blue eyes and then kissed my pussy lips. I told her to put her tongue in it and lick it all up. It was so erotic watching this minister's wife eagerly making love to me with her mouth that I soon grabbed a fistful of her hair and shoved her face tighter to my steamy cunt and covered her face with my cum and pussy juices as she lapped it all up and fondled my tits.

I pulled Cathy to her feet and reached under her dress and discovered that her pussy was flooding. I grabbed her by the hair again and pulled her into my bedroom. I ripped off her dress, white panties and bra. She looked good naked. Her tits were about a 34C, she was lean and built for speed. She looked good enough to eat so that is exactly what I did. In no time at all her body shook uncontrollably as she reached a screaming orgasm . I sat on her face to quiet her down so the neighbors wouldn't think that I was killing someone. We engaged in a wild and wicked sixty-nine. This woman learned fast and devoured my cunt as I ate her out.

After several more mutual orgasms we relaxed and tried to regain our composure. We basked in the afterglow of our torrid sex. I told her that I never heard a woman scream so much before. Her face turned beet-red as she replied, “I never ever did that before but then again I never had such an intense orgasm before either. You were fantastic I only hope that I did it right. This all new to me so you will have to excuse my inexperience.”

“You did just fine baby and don't worry because I intend to give you plenty of practice.”

Cathy smiled and cooed, “I would like that Latisha.” I then used a pair of my panties to blindfold her; and stuffed another pair in her mouth, I took them from the hamper so that the preacher's wife could smell my scent. She was instructed to get on her hands and knees and was told that she was going to get a big surprise.

I strapped on the 8” dildo and entered her tight pussy from behind. I couldn't get over how tight her pussy was and thought that her husband must have a small dick. I didn't need any lube however because her little white pussy was oozing. I pulled her hair back and pounded her pussy. She fucked back wildly and my clit was being rubbed so hard that I came before her. I told Cathy not to move because I had another special surprise for her. I opened the box and mused at the name, 'Anal Intruder'. I put it on and inserted in her pussy first to lube it up. As the long thin dildo entered her puckered little brown hole she was screaming but my panties muffled her screams rather well. She was tense at first but soon she began to relax and pumped back at the intruder. I marveled at her response and stopped for a moment but she continued fucking back at me feverishly. I laughed to myself as I realized that I had taken her virgin ass and she was loving it.

Before she left she adoringly worshiped my black cunt with her mouth and tongue. I told her that she was eating pussy better already. She blushed and said, “That's because I love to taste you and you made me feel like a woman for the first time in my life. I never knew that sex could be so great. I loved everything we did. At first when I felt that thing in my ass it hurt and I was frightened but then it started to feel so good. I can't wait for you to do it to me again. I was supposed to show you the path and be your teacher but it looks like it was the other way around.” She wanted to know when she could see me again. I told her that it would be soon and that I had many more surprises for her.

After Cathy left I relaxed with a drink and realized that my feelings for Cathy were strong. It was more than just sex with her; everything about her was fantastic. I even considered seeing just her but soon dismissed the idea. I thought about the next night and how I was going to seduce Sharon along with Debbie and have Ann hidden to watch the seduction. Then my plan was to humiliate and debase Ann in front of her daughter, Debbie and her friends; then getting a little orgy going, including incest. I had lots of plans for Ann, including my friends, Debbie's other friends, strangers, Wanda, Vanessa, and perhaps even Cathy. There were way too many adventures ahead to even consider settling down with Cathy; besides, I didn't want to brake up her marriage. Then I remembered Joy and made up my mind to meet her soon and then include her in the mix. I thought about them and all of the women that I had yet to meet and seduce and smiled wickedly. I had changed into a different woman. I was no longer a faithful wife but had became a predator, seducer, and dominator of other women. I felt exhilarated and so alive; once again I had a reason to get up in the morning. I eagerly anticipated my next sexual encounter and all of my future seductions. Life was good again!

THE END

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I looked at her, "Well, I was sunning, hope you don't mind." I said and dropped my robe and laid on the other lounge chair and streaching out and spreading my legs to catch the sun all over. "Oh shit." she said. "Wow, you are really beautiful." she said. "Thanks." I told her, I bet you are too but you keep covering it all up." I said. "Why not join me." I said. She stood up and I stood up too, "Well, I am not sure I should." she said. "Why?" I asked. "Well, I don't know you." "You knocked on the gate Hun." I said.

"Yes, you got me there." she said. "Well, look, I am going for a swim so what do you say. Skinny dip?" I said and jumped into the pool. She stood on the egde and slowly took off her shirt and jeans and slipped into the water and I was warm all over seeing her. She had a flawless figure, a little plus size but a perfect hour glass body, close shaved red hair on her pussy and her nipples stood out erect as she came into the water. She moved towards me and said, "I have been wanting to come over her for a while." "I am so glad you did." I told her. I was only a few inches from her now, our tits maybe 6 or so inches apart. "So why have you wanted to come over?" I asked her. "I, I, I, well, I am nervous...really nervous. I wanted to see you." she managed to get out. I was now almost touching her chest with mine. "Well, now that you see me, should I take the next step?" I asked her. "Yes," she gasped and so I moved till our bodies were touching my tits against hers. She moaned and I took her face and kissed her slowly, licking her lips and then my tongue into her mouth. She just let me do it and responded as she warmed up.

I broke the kiss and she looked at me, "Oh that was great!!" I took her nipples into my mouth and sucked them hard and a little biting too make her jump. My hands moved her legs apart under the water and suddenly she opened her legs all the way. I sank my fingers into her and she moaned, "Oh yes, oh damn yes." "Let's go to bed Helen' I told her. and we got out of the pool to my bedroom, still wet. She laid on the bed and spread herself out. I laid on her and we had the most wonderful two hours of love-making ever. She was laying next to me and she said, "Can I try something a little kinky?" she said. "Well, I guess so." I said and she went out and got her jeans nd took out a scarf, it was about 2 feet square and red like her hair. She asked me to sit up and said, "Let me put this on you." and I pulled my hair back. She put it around my neck then instead of tying it in a knot or such she began twisting it, getting it tight as she kissed me hard. It got tighter and soon I began to struggle against her but passed out. I woke up some time later and she had me tied to the bed now with four red scarves, spread out and she stood over me. She laughed and began slapping my tits and pussy hard. It hurt but I like that kind of sex so I was getting wetter. She saw that and laughed again, "I thought the little slut was into pain." I looked at her, "AS long as there is an orgasm involved I am into a lot of things."

She opened a bag and pulled out an assortment of whips, dildos, and other things that I did not recognize but soon found soon that there were lots of things to do to the body that bring pain and pleasure. Helen was my forst woman that really knew how to heighten pleasure by using pain at the same time. That was the first day of a wonderful Summer. She began the lesson by depriving me of breathe and doing dildos at the same time. Just as I passed out my orgasm came and felt more intense than ever.

Love you all.

More later.

Teresa

The next month we put our plan in action. She stayed in the living room as I took care of the men that came to fill me up. All night long I made them hard and then made them soft as they took turns filling my pussy with cum. I so wanted to suck them off but needed all the cum in my pussy instead. My time was over and the next week I had the men ready for Linda. I was understood that they would do nothing to carress her anything. All they would do is give us their cum in her. I made love o her from the front and she even told me many times to put my cock deeper in her. Of course my pussy was soaked and she had to eat me to take care of my needs after. Towards the end of the month I began feeling sick and threw up several times and then Linda did too. We were both happily pregnant. We made love more often than usual and I began to get hot so easily. My tits swelled and a couple of months later I was leaking all over. I began having to massage them the way Linda showed me to relieve pain. Linda swelled too but since she had 3 kids she had more breast already there to fill up before she needed to express them. Usually we sat together naked and massaged each other's tits and of course that made us very hot and then we ended up all over each other.

My Aunt Claire came over all the time and made love to whoever was there, me or Linda and Dale, Jean's Mom came over to help us too. My tits went from 38DDD to 40EE in 6 months. I felt so hot all the time and loved massaging them all the time making milk soak my bra and often my blouse. I public I did not care for the attention that I got. I mean, I enjoyed it and did not care if others saw it. We went to a club one night, both 7 months pregnant and wore as little as possible. The lesbians ther all gathered around us and kissed and hugged us and we both felt more than one hand massaging our bodies. I found myself neked and kissing one woman that had taken me in her arms. "Oh someone please make love to me, please." I was naked on the table and found three women around me, kissing me and eating me and I was squirting their faces with my pussy through orgasms and my tits sprayed their faces as they sucked the nipples and sprayed them.

Well, nine months came and we both began labor almost at the same instant. We went to the hospital and they asked us if the fathers would be there. "We don't know which of 10 men is the father. We love each other and we are all we need." we told them. Jade was my girl and Denise was Linda's. They were so sweet and we both enjoyed them. I loved getting pregnant and having a baby. I have had 10 children since. Wach time, I found the experience made me so much a woman that I found I wanted another and another.

Love

Teresa

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In no time my panties were off and my pussy now dripping wet as I laid back on my bed, propping my head up with the soft, cool pillows. I spread my legs wide making my wet pussy lips spread apart. Putting two fingers around my red swollen clit while pinching my erect nipples with my other hand. I started rubbing my fingers against my hard clit causing waves of pleasure to run through my whole body. The first wave starting at my clit, shooting all the way up my spine, then back down and out through my fingertips, causing my body to start shaking in ecstasy.

I released my hard pink nipples and gripped the bed while sliding two fingers into my tight wet pussy. My pussy was tight around my two fingers and was hot with cum. I thrusted my fingers in and out of my cunt slow at first and then moving faster and faster dripping thick cum all over my thighs and fingers. I moaned in pleasure as my pussy gripped my fingers and I started to cum.

Laying still in my bed for awhile with my fingers still deep in my tight dripping pussy I sat up and licked the hot sweet cum off my fingers ,“Heh you didn’t expect me to waste it did you?“ I looked at the clock by the side of my bed and ran to the bathroom. I had lost track of time and it was 5 minutes before Chrissy was meant to arrive.

Quickly throwing my clothes back on I heard the doorbell ring. I was grabbing the clothes and I realized I had dripped cum on my bed. It was clearly visible and I had no time to deal with that now. Damn. While running to the door I finished putting on my pants. I opened the door and saw Chrissy standing there I looked her over trying to catch my breath. She was wearing a short school-girl looking skirt and a white tank top. Realizing I was staring I said “Cool outfit” and then invited her inside.

“My parents are out Chrissy, so I thought we could have a little a fun,” I said pulling two beers out of the fridge.

“Haha Katherine you know me to well,” she said while taking the beer from my hand.

We plopped down on the couch. “Is anything thing on”, she said. I rolled my eyes and replied “No unless you enjoy watching the Ashley Simpson Show.” We both started laughing and sipping our beers. After ten minutes of surfing the television I gave up and turned off the TV. “Crap, Crap, and more Crap”, I said. We finished our beers and I got up for the second round. When I came back Chrissy suggested we play Truth or Dare.

I looked at her, ”Don’t we need more people to play?”

“No you idiot we can play with just two.”

I laughed ,”Whatever you say Chrissy, I‘ll go first then”

“Truth or dare ,Katherine?”

I sat there for a second Sipping my beer thinking of which to choose. After a quick second of thought process I was bold and chose dare. She gave me an evil smirk and said “Your dare is to kiss my ass.” She could barely contain her laughter. After chrissy revealed my dare she was practically rolling on the floor laughing. Kissing a girls ass isn’t usually the first thing on my list off things to do today but I definitely didn’t want to lose that quickly. “Ok Chrissy.” Surprised she stopped laughing and looked at me. Without saying a word she got on her hands and knees. I leaned over and kissed her ass.

Chrissy turned around and said “Wow I didn’t think you would actually do it.”

I giggled, ”What you think I’m going to let you win that easily?”

I sat there looking at her body her full firm tits they had to be at least C cups and her long legs that led up to her pussy. Sitting there not realizing I had zoned out again I grinned and looked into Chrissy’s eyes.

“Truth or Dare?” I said.

She paused for a moment biting her lip looking as though she had drifted away like I had just a few minutes ago. Then she came back, “Dare.”

I giggled knowing there was no way she would do what I wanted her too. Looking into her eyes again I said French Kiss me. Their was a silence I was smiling from ear to ear for me it was a win/win situation. She surprised me by quickly leaning over and kissing me like she had wanted to her whole life. Rubbing our wet tongues together, our lips where locked for what seemed like hours. Until she finally pulled away from me.

I was stunned by how much I had just enjoyed that kiss from my best friend. We both sat their in silence and something told me this was going to be the beginning of a new beautiful friendship.

After that wonder kiss everything started going back to normal and I began to feel dismay wondering if I would ever taste that sweet tongue again. We sat watching Television for awhile all my mind kept swimming with thoughts of my new found love for my best friend.

I glanced at her every so often wondering what she was thinking about and if she to felt the same way about our kiss. I knew one thing for sure, that one kiss wasn’t good enough I wanted more. Scanning her body again getting a glimpse up her skirt seeing that she was wearing cotton white panties and I couldn’t believe my eyes when I noticed a wet cum stain on them. Knowing now she too felt the same way about her kiss I got extremely hot I wanted to just rip off her panties and suck on her gorgeous clit .

I looked up into her eyes I saw her looking at my tits, I looked down, I didn’t realize my nipples had gotten so hard. They were clearly visible through my red spaghetti strap shirt. Looking back into her eyes she knew I had seen her staring at my perky tits. We both blushed and smiled at each other. Looking at the time it was now 11:3o and I suggested we go to bed. She agreed and we headed up stairs both of us feeling the effects of the alcohol as we started moving about.

I fell onto my bed and ripped up my covers not bothering to change at all. Chrissy started setting up her pillow and blanket on the floor. After hearing her shuffle her things about I thought she had finally fallen asleep when I heard her voice say, “Katherine are your awake?”

I rolled over so I was facing her,” Yeah I’m still awake”

“Hey Kat can I sleep on your bed its uncomfortable down here on the floor”

I said,” Sure I don’t care my beds big enough for two”

She crept up onto my bed and put her pillow right up next time mine, our faces only an inch or two away from each other. Without thinking or saying a thing she leaned in and kissed me cupping and rubbing one of my breasts. I couldn’t believe this was happening it was like a fantasy. I pulled away from her and sat up I slid off my top.

My nipples were rock hard now after being fondled my best friend. I sat her up next to me taking her top off as well now she was just left wearing that sexy little school girl skirt. She liked what I was doing and thrust her big tities into my face. I took one of her nipples into my mouth while pinching and pulling the other with my fingers. Chrissy let out a moan, ”Oh yes Katherine bite and suck on my nipples.” This was the point of no return.

 

   We floated in a group until some of the more rambunctious ones decided to race. Away they went in a flurry of splashing paddles as they giggled and threw enormous amounts of water on each other in the process of learning how to synchronize their strokes. Eventually they got the hang of it and smoothly outdistanced us by a quarter of a mile or so.

 

   Angie and I were alongside Sandy’s canoe as we threw baited lines in to try to catch some fish. The twins trolled their little hands in the smooth water making little ripples run by as we moved down the river. It was so peaceful and quiet that I was almost asleep when Angie shouted, “Look out!”

 

   The low hanging limb caught me on my shoulder and threw me into the river. I surfaced and looked around to see the canoe fast disappearing around the bend as I swam toward a little sandy beach. Angie yelled back that she would come get me when the float was over, and I waved to show I was okay as I stumbled out of the cool water onto shore.

 

   I was soaked from head to toe. I looked around and saw that I was all by myself, so I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my cutoffs down and off and laid them out on some branches to dry. The hot sun on my bare skin felt wonderful and I stretched and ran my hands over my nipples and they jumped up on my swelling breasts, hard as rocks. As I fondled my body all over I looked around at my surroundings and saw a small trail leading back up into the thick undergrowth on the river bank.

 

   I could see footprints in the soft dust and they looked like a girl’s sandals, since they were too small to be a man’s. I decide to explore a little while I waited so I headed up the almost overgrown trail into the woods.

 

   I had only gone a short ways when I heard voices coming down the trail, so I ducked behind a big tree and peered out to see who was coming. If they saw me naked I would really be embarrassed. I trembled as I saw a young girl appear around the bend and then another followed right behind her. They were older than I was, about Sandy’s age, and I looked them over and panted when I saw how sexy they both looked.

 

   They wore tiny little string bikinis that barely covered their perky breasts and the bottoms were nothing more than thongs, leaving their firm buns open to my lusting gaze. They had beautiful golden skin and I couldn’t see any tan lines so I assumed they must use the beach often to skinny dip.

 

  I stepped out after they got around the bend and followed at a discreet distance as I listened to them talking and laughing. “Ohmigod!” I thought, “They’ll see my clothes hanging on that tree and know there is a naked girl somewhere close!” I started shaking, but was also getting really turned on knowing I was naked and couldn’t get to my clothes without walking out on the beach in front of them.

 

  I hid until I was getting sweaty and then decided that I was going out there, no matter what. I was too hot standing in the woods, and the sweat was rolling off my nipples and down the crack in my rear end. I took a deep breath and stepped out onto the sand as they whipped around to stare at my naked little body gleaming with sweat and my hair plastered to my face. I grinned sheepishly as I headed over toward my clothes on the tree branch.

 

  One of them stepped in front of me and was raping me with her eyes as she licked her lips and ogled me up and down. The other one also came over and stared at my naked breasts and smooth little rear end, and she, too, was panting and licking her lips, with lust written all over her face. I started shaking really bad and could feel moisture seeping out of my hot little vagina and slowly dripping down my legs. I was so aroused by their gazes that I gasped and panted as I tried to speak.

 

   “H-h-h-hello. M-m-m-my name is J-J-J-Jan,” I stuttered, as I tried to cover myself in vain.

 

     “Well, well, well.” the one in front said, “And aren’t you the cutest little thing! And that body is to die for, right, Kasey?” she chuckled, as she reached up and tweaked one of my nipples gently. Kasey moved behind me and reached down and grabbed a handful of my tight little buns and squeezed and kneaded the skin until I was gasping and jerking from her touch.

 

      “You got that right, Liz; she is really a sexpot for sure! And she hasn’t a stitch of clothes on, and her cunt is dripping so she must really be a hot little number besides. Are you turned on by us fondling you little one?” She panted, as she ran her fingernail up my crack and poked gently at my little puckered hole.

 

     I jerked when she did that, and then Kasey grabbed both of my nipples and tugged on them until I was ready to cum all over both of them. I just stood there with my head back and my eyes closed loving every touch and caress as they worked me over. I trembled as Kasey ran her fingers up and down my quivering stomach and slid one pink painted nail into the wet opening of my cunt. She kissed my panting mouth lightly as I moaned and threw my arms around her neck and tried to shove my hot little mound against hers. She slid another finger in and started finger fucking me in earnest as I bucked my hips back and forth on her hand.

 

     By now I was losing it big time, and was jerking and twisting my cute little butt on Liz’s fingers as Kasey shoved in and out and stuck her tongue deep into my gaping mouth. I opened as wide as I could and let her run in and out around my teeth as I panted into her sweet mouth between her soft puffy lips. God, she could kiss so fantastic! I almost came when she sucked on my tongue, but I held on just a second longer as I felt Liz’s fingers pressing against Kasey’s through the thin membrane in my hot little cunt wall.

 

     “Oh God!” I screamed, as the orgasm shook me,and I spurted all over Kasey’s hand. They kept fingering me furiously as they grinned at each other enjoying the royal fucking they were giving me. I felt so completely dominated by the two strong athletic looking girls that my orgasms took on more intense feelings as they rocked me over and over and I gave my body to them totally.

 

     Then Kasey threw me down on the hot sand and thrust her tongue up my cunt as Liz grabbed my head and sat over my open mouth and shoved her dripping cunt down on my parted lips. I licked and sucked as the next orgasm flew up my body and Kasey thrust her tongue way up into my cunt and sucked on my clit with her soft lips while fucking my leg, until I screeched and jerked around on the sand, delirious from the orgasms wracking my sweaty little body. Over, and over, the surges ran up and down my flexing tummy as I gasped for air and hung onto Liz’s firm rear end tight and sucked her cunt for all I was worth.

 

                 Then the light faded as my ravaged body shut down and I fainted away as I heard them gasp out their own climaxes and shudder over me.

 

                 When I came back into the world I looked around and they were gone. I was spread eagled on the warm sand and felt the breeze drying the moisture left between my legs and on my face from Liz’s juices which she had sprayed all over me when her orgasm hit. I staggered to the waters edge and cupped my hands and threw water on my face and body. Then I waded out and submerged myself as I ran my hands all over my swollen breasts and cunt until I was clean again. The cold water left little goose bumps all over my body so I ran out of the stream and lay back down on the sand to warm up and bask in the suns hot rays.

 

                  I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew Angie was shaking me and giggling as the twins stared at my naked body. I leaned up on my elbows and stared up at them confused for a minute until I realized where I was.

 

                  “How did you guys get here so fast?” I asked.

 

       “What do you mean, Jan, it’s been three hours since you fell out, and we just drove up to get you in Sandy’s truck when we docked at the end of the float” Angie laughed, as she looked at my startled face. The twins were nodding as I felt them run there eyes over my naked body lying in the sand in front of them. I could feel their panting and their lust filled minds as they ogled me, and they were talking to each other, and to me, telling me all the things they were going to do to me. I gasped, and moisture ran out of my cunt again, and my nipples swelled as Angie stared in disbelief at my shuddering body.

 

       “What’s happening to you, honey?” She asked, with concern all over her cute little face. “You look like you do when we are about to have an orgasm together.”

 

       “It’s these twins, Angie, they are raping me again in their devious little minds, and I can feel it all as if they were sucking and fingering me right now!” I gasped, as I jerked and bucked my hips up off the sand as a big orgasm hit me. “Oh, God!” I screamed, as they kept raping me over and over with their minds. I hugged Angie down on top of me and kissed her frantically as the waves continued to surge through me. My legs were trembling and I kept spurting over and over as Angie sucked on my tongue and fucked her own little body up and down between my legs on my hot cunt lips.

 

     “My God, Jan!” She panted in my mouth, “I’ve never seen you this hot. What are they doing to you now?”

 

      I suddenly felt them leave me, and saw Angie’s eyes glaze over as she shuddered and twitched on me. Then she moaned as the twins evidently had turned to her to do the same thing that they had just done to me. She jumped up and frantically tore her clothes off and shoved her fingers up her cunt as they told her to do. She yanked on her swollen stiff nipples and fingered herself faster and faster as sweat poured off her trembling little body.

 

     They moved over and pulled Angie down on the soft sand and fell on her in a flurry of lips and fingers until Angie screamed with delight and shuddered from her intense orgasms. I watched in awe at the little girls devouring my lover, and I came again just looking at them. Then I felt the twins invade my subconscious again and felt moisture seeping out as they told me to suck on Angie while they fondled her. I rolled over on top of her and licked slowly up and down her wet cunt lips until I felt her big clit swell and poke into my mouth.

 

     I nibbled and sucked on it until Angie was fucking her hips hard against my face. She stuck her long big fat tongue up my cunt and sucked me furiously until we were both gasping and panting, while the girls were caressing every inch of our sweaty little bodies and kneading and pulling on our nipples.

 

     “Oh, God , Angie, suck me harder.” I panted, as she ran her tongue in little circles in my slit. I pulled her clit up with my teeth and she groaned and jerked as her orgasm hit. She shuddered and twisted from side to side and sucked me so hard I thought my cunt would explode. Then it did, and I shot cum all over my little lovers face and into her panting soft mouth, as I felt her warm juices flow over my own tongue, and I licked them up as fast as I could. She tastes soo sweet.

 

      I raised my head and looked at the two little girls beside us. They were now naked and kissing each other and finger fucking each of their tight little cunts and moaning constantly. I could feel them in my mind as they fucked faster and faster and then their orgasms hit Angie and me so hard that we both jerked in the air and screamed as they wracked our sweaty sand covered bodies.

 

      I turned around and stared into my lover’s eyes as she gasped and shuddered over and over under me. She hugged me tight as the twins came again and the electric shocks coursed up and down our straining bodies. It was the most thrilling feeling having their climaxes pounding our cunts and nipples. They continued to fuck as we panted and screamed with them, over and over, until we all collapsed in a heap on the hot sand.

 

      We finally staggered into the cold water and revived, as we played and splashed each other. Then we walked up on the little beach and retrieved out clothes and headed up the trail to the pickup. We climbed up into the cab with the twins between Angie and me, and she drove up the dusty road toward camp while we talked and laughed about the fun time on the sand.

 

      When we drove into the camp everybody was waiting out in front of the lodge. They all gathered around us chattering about the float, and asking if I was all right, and giggling, as we related the horsing around in the water. Naturally we left out the juicy parts, but I saw several of the girls looking at each other and giggling with knowing looks on their faces.

 

      We all went into the lodge for dinner. The twins kept looking over at me and then at Angie and nodding to each other as they talked about us in their minds. After dinner we all gathered around the big bonfire to sing and do skits, and give out the awards for the best fish caught, and the fastest canoe team. Sandy was sitting up on the back row of the four inch risers that surrounded the back side of the fireplace. We had all changed into our dress up clothes for the ceremony and all the little girls were really cute in their little dresses. Angie and I and Sandy were also dolled up in our short summer outfits and more than one girl scoped out my little butt  as we walked around the circle of logs, that the scouts were sitting on, to present the awards.

 

      Angie giggled when she saw me flush at the obvious attention.

 

      “Getting a little wet there, horn dog?” She whispered, as she ran her hand up the back of my very short little dress and grabbed my wet cunt lips. I gasped and slapped her hand away as Sandy stared at us. We climbed up the tiers and sat down in front of her and she pulled me back between her legs so my arms were resting on her smooth thighs and my back was against her mound. She held me tight as the girls did their acts on the little stage on the other side of the fire pit, and I shivered when I felt her hands pressing into the sides of my breasts through the thin material of my little sundress.

 

      As the fire slowly died she pulled a blanket out from under her and spread it out over my shivering body. It felt really cozy under there with her holding me back so my head rested between her firm large breasts. I wiggled back even closer as she slowly slid her hands around to my breasts and tugged lightly on my hard little nipples. Angie looked at me and grinned as she, too, pulled the blanket over her and snuggled in close for warmth.

 

       I felt Angie’s fingers searching up my leg to find my quivering cunt lips, and she slid them into my wet cunt as I gasped and moaned softly. Sandy slid her hands back up and released the tie at the back of my dress and the material loosened and then slid down off my breasts and my nipples swelled as she once again began playing with them.

 

      Angie tugged as I raised my hips and slid my dress completely off, so I was now naked under the blanket in front of twenty little girls who had no idea what we were doing. They sang as I bit my lip to keep from gasping really loudly, and I groaned through my clenched teeth from the delightful feelings coursing through my hot little cunt. I grabbed Sandy’s legs below her knees and shuddered as an orgasm ran up my body.

 

      She ran her hands up and down over my sweaty little tummy as Angie finger fucked me, faster and faster, until I was thrashing around under the blanket, and gasping and panting, louder, and louder, despite the close little girls. I just couldn’t restrain my emotions as the orgasms kept surging up my cunt and nipples making them swell bigger and bigger until I thought they would burst, they ached so badly!

 

     Sandy leaned forward and sucked on my ear as I gasped over and over,” Unh, unh, unh, unh! Oh God, you’re making me cum so many times! Oh God, here it comes again!” I groaned, as I jerked up off the bench and grabbed Sandy’s legs driving my nails into her soft skin.

 

     Angie fingered me harder and harder as I closed my eyes and turned to suck on Sandy’s fingers which she was running in and out of my panting mouth. Then it got to be too much and I tried to scream as Sandy held my mouth tight so I wouldn’t scare the little girls singing around the fire, who were so involved with harmonizing that they hadn’t a clue that I was being mauled under the big soft blanket.

 

      I jerked over and over from the contractions running up and down my tummy and I sucked and bit Sandy’s fingers as I shuddered and trembled between her hot thighs clamped tightly around my upper body. I slid back and forth on the now wet seat as Angie fingered me constantly through more climaxes until I gasped and passed out from the pure pleasure.

 

     *** 

 

     I guess they had dressed me, because when I came to I was sitting all prim and proper under the blanket with my little sundress back on.

 

      Sandy kissed my hair and Angie laughed as I looked from one to the other with a huge grin on my face. I whispered thanks to both of them and then got up and went over to the counselor’s tent to clean my swollen cunt lips off and throw some water on my face. I came back out and sat back down by my little lover and she put her arm around me and held me as she stared into my eyes with those hauntingly beautiful eyes of hers, until I was so overcome with love that I began to cry softly. She kissed me as the little girls looked at us in alarm.

 

    I quickly sat back up and wiped my eyes and told them all I was alright, just crying for happy, and they all giggled and grinned at me. We joined in the goodnight segment and then we walked our groups down the dark trail to our tents. Angie went in as I escorted my girls into the big tent house and bedded them down in their soft flannel night gowns, and then I kissed each one on the head and said goodnight. They were out as soon as their little heads hit the pillows, so I went out front and sat down to listen again to the night sounds, and relax after the hectic night at the bonfire.

 

       I closed my eyes and heard a group of bats swish by as they darted around looking for bugs and flying prey. Then the dove cooed and I slowly fell asleep in the lounger with my sleeping bag over me for warmth.

 

       “Oh Jan. Oh, Jan. Where are you Jan?” I heard in my mind as through a dream. Then I saw the twins in their beds grinning at me and making sucking sounds with their soft little lips. I felt my tongue wetting my soft little girl lips and my hands were fingering my little underage naked smooth cunt.

 

       Then I felt a finger in my own cunt and snapped my eyes open to see Lisa bending over me with a grin on her face. I gasped and tried to sit up but she pushed me down and sat on my thighs and kissed me while she tugged on my swelling cold nipples now exposed to the mountain night air.

 

      “Where did my dress go?” I asked, puzzled by my nakedness.

 

       “I took it off while you were thrashing around in your sleep.” She giggled, as she ran her fingernails over my stiff nipples and then down over my quivering stomach. I gasped and moaned at her touch. My body responded, as usual, and I was beginning to seep moisture again from my hot little cunt. I reached up and gripped the top of the lounger while she ran her hands on down to my mound and then over my swollen cunt lips.

 

      “Oh God, Lisa! Please fuck meee!” I moaned, as I pushed my hips up against her hands.

 

      She grinned and sucked on my tongue, and then licked my throat and sucked on my neck as she panted and humped my thighs through her overalls. I jerked up as she sank her fingers up into my wet cunt and began to finger fuck me, while pushing on my clit with her thumb.

 

     She got up and yanked her coveralls off and then threw herself on me in a furious attack, squeezing my breasts hard and fucking her fingers up me in hard rapid strokes! I jerked and shuddered as orgasms raced through me, and she pummeled me mercilessly until I was jerking all over the chaise under her. I gasped over and over from the pain mixed with the pleasure. It felt awesome being totally under her control and having her dominate me. I surrendered to her every whim as she bit and sucked and licked and fingered me until I was shivering and trembling and gasping for air,

 

      “Oh God, Lisa! Fuck meee!” I pleaded, as I jerked continually up off the lounger. “Give it to me! Harder! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Hurt me! Fuck me! Suck me! Oh God, I’m cummiiiing!” I whimpered, as the orgasms ripped through my quivering body, and I tasted blood from biting my lip to keep from screaming. My body tensed and relaxed and tensed and relaxed as if it had a mind of its own and I was entirely out of control. Then I snapped up and strained as I felt like my insides were exploding, and I gushed and gushed all over Lisa’s fingers and hand and the chaise webbing! I couldn’t breathe and suddenly I saw stars and rockets go off, literally, as I blacked out arched in the air under Lisa.

 

        “Jan. Jan. JAN!” I heard from the twins in my head. “What happened to you? We thought you were about to die and go to heaven you felt soo wonderfully satisfied and happy. Did someone just fuck you or what?”

 

         I giggled as I opened my eyes and stared up into the green eyes looking down at me. Lisa looked at me questioningly as I laughed out loud.

 

        “What’s so funny?” She asked.

 

         “Oh, it’s nothing, I just am so happy from you making love to me that I can’t help myself.” I giggled again. She hugged me and kissed me tenderly as I held on tight, not wanting the feeling to ever go away. I wrapped my legs around her and pulled her naked sweaty body down harder against me as I sucked on her tongue and panted into her open mouth. She moaned and began to hump my mound, sliding up and down on my slippery skin lubricated by her own juices.

 

          Then she stiffened and let out a little cry as her own orgasm shook her body from head to toe. I ran my tongue over her swollen little lips and she purred like a cat as she caressed me all over and slid up and down on me. Another shock wave ran through her and she gasped and gritted her teeth to stop the scream welling up inside her hot little body. Then she collapsed on me and I rubbed her sweaty back and kissed her eyes as she smiled, and nuzzled my ear, and tried to catch her breath.

 

      “How do you like them apples?” I laughed in my mind at the twins. “We loved every second of it!” They giggled back, and then said, “Goodnight, mother.” in unison, and then I felt them leave again as my mind cleared.

 

       Lisa got up and pulled her overalls on and stole away into the night like a shadow. I flopped back on the lounger and rubbed my sore nipples and grinned to myself as I fell sound asleep.

 

Next time camp ends, and Jan and Angie say goodbye and leave for the Northwest and the new school year.       deedeeo18@hotmail.com  

 

 

 I looked over to Amanda and smiled, "Wow, it's really warm out, today."

She shrugged, "Yeah, but it'll do a good number on our tanning."

I nodded, "True - I am kind of tired of looking like casper."

We both laughed and then quickly went back to silence. I noticed that she began to pull at the straps of her bikini, and slipped it off slowly. I sat up quickly, pulling my glasses from my face a bit. I couldn't believe it! Her boobs looked amazing. Perky and firm, not to big, and not to small - definitely enough to grab onto, though. I tried to pull my eyes away, but couldn't help but stare.

"Amanda! What are you doing?" I asked, trying not to sound anxious and surprised.

She giggled, "Well, I don't want to have weird tan lines. It looks weird having lines on your chest, when you're wearing a tube-top, right?"

I nodded in agreement, "That's true." I slowly sat back in my chair, and tried not to focus on her breasts. This was crazy, I couldn't help myself - they're so perfect, just like her. I finally started to relax again, then quickly noticed Amanda poking and prodding at her boobs. I rose an eyebrow, and watched her.

"...What are you doing, now?" I asked.

"Mmm, my boobs look weird." She giggled.

I couldn't take this anymore, I had to get away from her before I ended up jumping my best friend! I tried to think of an excuse to leave, then finally decided I needed a "drink". 

"Hey, I'm going to go get a glass of water, I'll be back in a minute!" I ran quickly to the door, slid it open, slipped inside, and quickly slid it shut. I took a moment to regain my breathing, and then sat at the table quietly, thinking of ways to get her out of my head! I heard the door from the deck into the house close with a light thud, and Amanda walked into the kitchen. She smiled, and gave me a strange look.

"Lydia, I know you're attracted to me. Don't worry about it - I'm attracted to you too, and have to try and keep my mind off of you." She smiled, her perky boobs still visible for the world to see.

 I didn't say anything, I was awe struck. I got up, and walked slowly towards her. I pulled her in slowly, kissing her lips tenderly, and caressing her body. I felt her tongue slip into my mouth, and let my tongue dance the tango with hers. "Mmm.." I could hear her moan lightly. I slipped my hand down her hip, across her leg, and let it sit on the inner part of her thigh.  We stood there for a moment, holding each other as our kiss came to an end.

 I grabbed her wrist, and guided her out onto the deck where we were previously. I felt her warm hands on my back, and they began to undo my bikini top. She turned me around as she slid it off, and caressed my breasts lightly. Squeezing them, and rubbing her fingers lightly over them. I shivered at the feeling of her touch, and reached for her bikini bottoms, and slid them off - tossing them to the side. She did the same to me.

 We both stood there, naked. Staring one another down, waiting for the next move. She walked up to me, and guided me to lay down on the lawn chair. I did so, and she climbed on top of me, straddling me. She began to kiss my neck, and nibbling on my ear. I moaned ever so slightly, and let my hand slide from her hip, to the opening of her vagina. I moved my hand up slightly, and began rubbing her clit gently. She moaned, and quivered a bit, overwhelmed by my touch. She began to kiss me, letting her tongue slip into my mouth once again, as I continued to rub her clit. She moaned, and moaned - her vagina was now dripping wet.

 She stood up, and sat down on the deck, proceeding to take me with her. She lay down on the deck, and I climbed on top of her, and began sucking and pinching her nipples, making them extremely hard. She moaned, and sighed as I did so. I flipped myself around so we were in the 69 position, and I began licking her clit, and probing her vagina slightly with my finger. I let half of my index finger slide into her vagina, and then pull it out again - almost teasing her. She moaned, and began sucking on my clit. We moaned together, as we both began to get more into it.

 I continued to lick her clit, now sliding my whole index finger into her vagina, curving it slightly, pushing gently on what is known as a G spot. She moaned louder this time, and bucked her hips gently. She slid a finger inside of me, and began picking up speed with each thrust. I moaned loudly, loving each moment of this. I nibbled on her clit, and circled it with my tongue, continuing to finger her - I felt her vagina tighten around it, and she began to moan uncontrollably, "Mmmm, ohhhh, yeahhh..."  she moaned, and was almost at climax.

  She was now pounding away at my vagina, shoving a second finger in, curving her fingers as she did so, I felt that I was ready to orgasm. I could feel my muscles tighten, and a jolt of pleasure filled my entire body, right to the tip of my toes. We both began to cum together, and it felt so good. I collapsed beside her, panting, heart beating uncontrollably.  We just lay there, staring into each others eyes....

Could possibly be continued....

Brittany sits on the coach, in between Rachael and Ann, as Linda and Amy get into position. It was really hot, seeing these two beautiful girls like that.

"On the count of three," said Rachael. "1..........2...........3!"
The Humping was on.

Each girl was grinding their pussy into their oponents like there was no tomorrow. It was one f the most erotic things Brittany had ever seen. It was making her horny, watching, and hearing each of these two girls grunt and moan. She looked to her left, and there sat Ann, fingering herself, watching her sister in an argasm war. All of a sudden, Ann turns to Brittany, pushes her on her back, and starts eating her out. Rachael looks over at them and smiles.

"You look content Brittany. How about you suck me off while your there." And with that, rachael lowered her pussy onto Brittany's face, and she started eating.

As the sounds from both fuck sessions started to get louder, each girls sense of pleasure increased. No one remembers who won the orgasm war, after it ended, each girl more or less went to sleep, drenched in sweat and pussy juice.

The next morning, they awoke, and took a nice, long swim in the pool to clean off, then went home.

I wonder what monday will bring.

~~Thanks so much for all the comments on my stories. Its going to be an interesting story now, I have a nice amount of ideas. They might not all be pure lesbian though. =/
Please keep the comments coming, really wanan hear what all you guys and girls think
XxX Victoria

 

“Jan, did you take your bra off at the pool tent?”

 

“Yes. Little one, I did, why?” I replied, as I felt my nipples start to swell.

 

“Because I can see your breasts through the cotton and the ends look like they are getting bigger. Are they growing or something?” she panted.

 

“No honey,” I giggled nervously, “My nipples are just getting excited from you two staring, and they swell up when that happens is all.” I whispered back, as I clenched my legs together tight to put pressure on my clit.

 

Candy had stopped dead in mid bite as she listened in on our conversation, and was staring at the front of my blouse where two bumps were steadily rising in the material. I panted softly, and then jerked when I felt Candy’s hand touch my bare knee under the table. Then Nicky reached over and placed her hand on my other knee, and shivers ran up and down my spine!

 

The rest of my charges were eating and jabbering excitedly, oblivious to the sweet agony I was going through at my end of the dinner table. However Angie, who is always monitoring my every mood, was grinning at me from the next table as she looked underneath mine at the two pairs of hands kneading my legs.

 

Candy and Nicky looked across the table and smiled at each other as they touched finger tips over the space between my shaking legs. Then I felt them grab onto each thigh and pull gently until I couldn’t resist anymore. I let my legs spread open so both my knees were touching the insides of the little girls wide open soft thighs. Now they had me locked open while they edged their hands ever upward toward my now moist cunt lips.

 

I was concentrating so hard on the pings of pleasure surging up from my sensitive nerve endings that I didn’t know Sandy was approaching my chair until I felt her hands rest on my shoulders, and squeeze gently into my collar bones. I leaned my head back and turned to see her looking at me and smiling.

 

She leaned down and whispered, “Jan, don’t you have your bra on?”

 

I shuddered under her touch and shook my head numbly. “No, I left it in the counselor’s tent. It hurts too much to wear it for very long. I’m sorry. Do you want me to go get it?” I stammered, as the little fingers finally found the frayed edges of my cutoffs and probed gently under the hem to brush across my outer cunt lips.

 

“No, it’s okay. I noticed it right away as you walked to the lodge, and you made me wet myself when I saw your breasts bouncing under your camp blouse as you marched along with your girls.” she panted in my ear, as she ran her hands out to the ends of my shoulders and back, so her fingers dipped daringly close to the upper slopes of my now swollen throbbing breasts!

 

All of a sudden I noticed the chatter had stopped, and all the little girls were staring at my flushed face and heaving chest, as two little hands were reaching up to undo the top button, and slide the zipper down on the front of my cutoffs! Luckily the camp uniform blouses, which we wore on the outside of our shorts, were long enough to cover my hips when I was sitting down, so when I raised up slightly to let Nicky and Candy slide my shorts down and off it wasn’t visible to all the wide eyed staring little Scouts. Sandy, however, had a birds eye view, and gasped when she saw the white skin at the top of my smooth clean shaven vagina suddenly come into view, where the table cloth was pushed back under the edge of the camp table!

 

She looked at each of my little girls and nodded to let them know she knew what they were doing, and that it was okay to continue.

 

Angie created a diversion just in time, as I bit my lower lip, and shuddered, when Candy pushed her long little bunched up fingers up into my now sopping wet cunt. The little girls burst into song as Angie stood leading them in a round type camp jingle.

 

Sandy kept edging closer and closer to my nipples as the two girls fingered me under the table. By now I was a bucking jerking mess, totally in my own world of pre orgasmic sensations, with my head resting back against Sandy’s stomach and my shaking knees pressed hard into Nicky and candy’s legs!

 

Then it hit me so hard I stiffened, and jerked my hips up under the table, and squirted my juices all over the little girls fingers, as Sandy finally grabbed my nipples hard and yanked them through the fabric of my now almost transparent top, soaked in my sweat from the extreme exertions I was being subjected to. Then she just as quickly let go, and yanked her hands back, as a couple of the girls turned to look again in my direction.

 

Sandy clapped her hands and told the girls to listen up, as she walked around to the front of the hall, giving me breathing room, and a chance to reach down and pull my shorts back on and button up. My two little rapists just sat there grinning from ear to ear as I smiled back, and winked at them, so they would know I had enjoyed their attention.

 

Then a group of girls got up and did a skit that they had prepared, and we all laughed at their antics until it was time to call it a day. Tomorrow we would have the big campfire, but tonight they were all beat from the bus ride and all the activities that they weren’t used to doing. Angie and I escorted them through the dark trees to the tents and helped them undress and put on their flannel nightgowns, and then we tucked each one in with little pecks to the cheek and ‘nighty nights.’

 

I went back out onto the porch that ran across the front of the tent house, and sat down in the lounger by the door to savor the pine scent and the soft warm breeze blowing gently down the valley. Angie came out later from her tent and waved over at me as she, too, sat down to rest from the hectic day.

 

 I decided, finally, to crash, so I dragged my sleeping bag out to the far corner of the porch closest to Angie’s side, and rolled it out on my air mattress. My little buddy did the same, and we waved again, and whispered good night across the short gap between us so we wouldn’t wake the kids.

 

I unbuttoned my blouse and felt the wind across my nipples, and they jumped up to attention as I rubbed them gently. I heard a soft gasp from Angie who was already stretched out on top her own bag in her cotton nightgown, propped up on her elbows and staring at me. I cupped both of my breasts and pushed them out at her and she giggled softly. Then I pushed my cutoffs off and folded everything and set them by the pillow at the top of my sleeping bag.

 

I stood back up and looked up at the bright moonlight and ran my hands all over my body luxuriating in the nice feelings I was getting from my touch. Angie was still staring at my moonlit naked body as I pulled my little teddy over my head and smoothed the satin down over my breasts and stomach.

 

“Shit, Jan! Stop it before I cum, you little slut!” Angie whispered, as she tugged on one of her own nipples through her gown.

 

I giggled softly, and then stretched and pirouetted in front of her gaze, with my short little gown pulled up so she could see my stiff nipples, until I saw a little shudder vibrate through her body.

 

Angie gasped again as another wave hit her, and I bucked my naked hips at her in my best bump and grind imitation.

 

“Take that, lover!” I whispered, as she panted to catch her breath. “Made you cum, didn’t I?”

 

“Yes, you nasty little bitch!” she giggled, as she flipped me off and laughed softly.

 

I finally lay down and gazed up at the stars shining around the eaves of the porch. It was so peaceful, with the night owls hooting softly, that it wasn’t but a few minutes before I drifted off to sleep.

 

***

 

Something caused me to awaken a short time later. I felt a small body slipping into my sleeping bag and then snuggling up to me. I turned and pulled Nicky’s little frame tight against me as she nuzzled my neck and mewed softly.

 

“Can I sleep here with you, please? “She whispered.

 

I held her close and whispered back, “Sure, little one, I’d like that, but you have to go back in before the others get up in the morning, okay?” She nodded as she closed her eyes, and I heard a little sweet snore come from her parted lips when she dozed off. I could feel the heat from her warm body and I couldn’t help but start to get turned on as she pushed her little mound against my thigh in her sleep. I reached down and slowly edged the hem of her nighty up her smooth little body. She rolled over and lifted her arms to let me take it completely off, then she snuggled back against me still half asleep.

 

My short teddy did little to hide the pressure on my nipples from her little raspberry nubs pushing against them. I slid my shoulder straps off and untied the little bow in front so I could press my naked body against the sweet thing in my sleeping bag. As we lay there intertwined I felt her hips begin to move very slightly as she evidently was having an erotic little dream. Gradually she increased the movement until she was humping my thigh, and panting and moaning over and over, as she sucked one of my nipples gently between her tiny little teeth.

 

She came wide awake then, and reached up and kissed me with her little puffy lips, as she clenched her legs around my wet thigh and jerked from the little orgasm wracking her body! She panted, “Unh! Unh! Unh!” constantly, and then stiffened when a second wave broke inside her. She clung to me and gasped, over and over, as I felt the undulating ripples run up and down her flat little stomach.

 

“Ohmigod, Jan! That was awesome!” she whispered, as I tenderly kissed her eyes and all over her feverish little face. I threw the flap on the sleeping bag open to let the breeze in so we could dry off from the sweat pouring off our bodies. Then I began to slowly kiss my way down Nicky’s white little stomach as she shivered. I pushed her legs open wide and slid my tongue up and down the tiny slit between her legs, and then darted in and out of her wet little cunt with my tongue.

 

“Oh Jan!” she panted softly, as she grabbed my hair and forced my face harder against her little vagina opening. “That feels sooo good!”

 

I slid down so I was lying on the wood deck, half off the sleeping bag and between Nicky’s thighs, staring up at the blissful look on her little face, as I lapped up the sweet little girl juices now pouring from her pink little hole. As I licked I humped my swollen clit against the hard boards, faster and faster, as my own orgasm began to erupt!

 

I caught movement over on Angie’s porch and could see her sitting back on her heels, with her gown up around her waist, driving her fingers in and out of her cunt while watching me eat out the little girl spread eagled on my bag. With one violent jerk Nicky threw her head back and arched her body high in the air up against my face, as her little girl cum splashed over my eyes and nose and into my wide open mouth. I looked over at Angie shaking and gasping loudly, as her orgasm raced up and down at the same time as my own cunt spewed moisture all over the hard wood deck of the tent house porch!

 

Finally Nicky collapsed back down on the sleeping bag and I slid up over her slick little body and kissed her on the mouth as she flicked her tongue around licking at her own juices covering my lips, while panting over and over into my mouth. I checked Angie once again, and she was lying flat on her stomach, and gasping for air as she came down from her orgasm.

 

I wiped Nicky off with my blouse and spanked her rear as I shooed her back into the tent. She grinned back over her shoulder and gave a little wave as she went through the canvas covering the doorway.

 

 I whispered, “Goodnight, Angie!” She waved weakly with one hand, and then curled up inside her bag and fell asleep.

 

*** 

 

Next morning I awoke to see a bunch of little faces all gathered around staring down at me as I slowly stretched and smiled up at them.

 

“Good morning girls.” I said, as I pulled my clothes on inside my sleeping bag.

”Good morning mother!” They all chimed together, and then broke out in gleeful giggling.

 

“Okay, get your little butts into the shower while I roll up my sleeping bag.” I ordered. They all giggled again, and then headed around back to the outdoor showers behind the tent house.

 

I waved to Angie as she herded her bunch around, too. She waved back and grinned as she mouthed a kiss at me, and pointed at my girls, and grabbed her mound, and stroked her hand up and down real fast. I frowned back at her and giggled as I grabbed my breasts and jiggled them at her!

 

The kids all stripped down and lined up on the hardwood slats as I turned on the overhead shower nozzles. The water came out cold at first, and they all yelped and hugged themselves, and said “brrrrrr!” through clenched teeth. Then it got warm and they all horsed around and soaped each others little naked bodies until they were squeaky clean again.

 

 “Aren’t you going to shower with us?” They all shouted, as the water cascaded over their delightful little white buns.

 

I decided it was now or never and stripped my ‘Nicky’s sweat’ soaked blouse off, and pushed my cutoffs down over my hips onto the slick boards. You could have heard a pin drop in the silence that followed. All the little faces were staring at my body and I felt everything start to swell under their hot little gazes! I stepped under the spray as my nipples stiffened into little mountains on my aching breasts. The water coursing over my mound hid the fact that fluid was running out of my turned on cunt like a river!

 

Finally my charges snapped out of their trance and they came closer in a bunch and watched me run the soap bar all over my firm little figure. They helped me wash my back and the little soft hands made my cunt leak even more as my knees threatened to give way completely. As they worked lower I held onto the shower head to keep from falling to the floor. One little hand moved down my rear end crack and soaped my anus which made me jerk and spread my legs wider automatically. When the same hand reached up between my legs I lost it completely, and hung onto the shower head tightly, as I jerked from a huge orgasm!

 

They all stood there transfixed as I screamed and twitched over and over again! When I finally calmed down I turned and smiled  and reassured them all that I was okay. They grinned sort of uncertainly, and then grabbed the towels to dry their wet little bodies. I helped them and then we went back into the house to get dressed in clean camp outfits. I formed them up out front and once again we skipped down the pine needle covered trail to the lodge for breakfast.

 

As we sat down to eat Sandy came over and placed her hands on my shoulders again as she asked my table if everybody had a good night’s sleep. They all replied enthusiastically that they had, except Nicky, who giggled uncontrollably in her seat at my side. Sandy looked at her questioningly as Candy looked back and forth between Nicky and me to see what was going on.

 

I frowned at Nicky to cool it and she blushed as she realized she had almost let the cat out of the bag. Candy wasn’t about to miss out on anything though, so she leaned over and whispered,

 

 “Did you and Nicky do something last night that I should know about?”

 

 I blushed, and then whispered back, “Not now, Candy, I’ll tell you when there aren’t so many ears listening, okay?”

 

“I want to know, now! Did you two fuck each other while I was asleep? I know that look on Nicky’s face. I’ve seen it too many times in my girlfriend’s eyes to not understand what went down behind my back!” She whispered urgently.

 

“Yes, we did! Are you satisfied now, you prying little pervert?” I hissed, as Sandy whipped her head around at the outburst.

 

“I knew it! Well tonight is my turn, understand, Jan?” she replied, as she squeezed my knee hard under the table.

 

I nodded to keep the fight from escalating, and Candy simmered down. We continued to eat breakfast, and chat about the coming days programs, as Nicky fought off another round of giggles with her hand over her mouth, and Candy glared at her across the table.

 

 

     To be continued in part three… deedeeo18@hotmail.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At least that’s what Shirley told me was s’posed to happen. I laid back in the bed with Shirley. We made sure the doors were closed and my step-brother Manny was out of the house playing ball down the road. She pulled down her panties, and we both giggled. I looked at her bare cooter.

"I’m gonna touch it, okay?" I said.

She giggled. "Okay, I’m ready."

"Where do you think the dick goes?" I asked her.

She spread her legs real wide. "Here," she said, and poked her finger inside the folds of skin.

"Where’s the pee come out? Around here, right" I poked my finger about where I thought her pee came out.

"No, here, I think." Shirley redirected my finger.

"I wanna watch you pee." I said.

"I don’t have to go right now."

"Well, I do." I jumped off the bed. "C’mon!"

She pulled her pants up and we went into the bathroom. "You can’t giggle too loud," I said, "or Mama’s gonna come in here to see what we’re up to."

I pulled down my pants and sat on the toilet. Shirley crouched in front of me to watch. I spread my legs wider, but I just sat there. I couldn’t pee with her right there watching.

"Hurry up!" she urged.

"I’m trying."

I was trying, but what if I misshot and sprayed her right in the face? She was my best friend. What was she going to think if I peed on her?

I closed my eyes so I could concentrate, and I felt something brush across my skin. Down there. "Hey!" I yelled, bolting backwards and almost fell sideways into the hole in the toilet seat.

Shirley pulled her hand away.

"What’re you doing?"

"Just touching it."

"I’m trying to pee, here!"

"I know."

"Well, I don’t wanna pee on your hand."

We heard footprints coming down the hall towards the bathroom.

"Shhhh!" I glared at Shirley.

"Ladies." Mama said, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, Mama." I said sweetly. Shirley held her hand covering her mouth, but I could still hear her giggle.

I gave her a look.

In my nicest I’m-not-doing-anything-wrong voice, I said, "Mama, it’s too hot.. Is it okay if Shirley and I take a bath in cold water?"

Mama opened the door. She had that "what are you two up to" look on her face. Shirley stood up real fast. I squeezed my knees together and bent forward to get toilet paper. "Well, don’t make a mess. Keep all the water inside the tub."

"Can we use bubbles?"

"That’s fine." She closed the door. "And keep all of the water inside the tub."

"We will," I assured her.

 

I looked at Shirley and hopped off the pot. "Okay, then. Let’s take a bath. Last one in is a rotten egg!"

I rushed to turn on the water. I wanted it cool, but not too cold. Shirley was peeling off her clothes and tossing them on the floor behind me. I had my pants halfway off, so I kicked off my flip-flops and dropped my pants on top of them. I pulled off my shirt.

We scrambled into the tub about the same time.

"Where’s the bubbles?"

I opened a bottle and poured a capful under the faucet. Mama said one capful was enough. I gave the bottle a little extra squirt for good measure. Then we got in the water and sat there naked, looking at each other, listening to the water run, waiting for the tub to fill. Shirley looked different than me naked. Her titties were kind of pointed where mine were boring. Her pussy was fleshy, where mine was flat.

"It’s too cold," Shirley complained. "Let’s warm it up."

"Okay, but not too hot."

Shirley grabbed the shower head. We had one of those adjustable nozzles. "Have you ever used this to spray your cooter?" She asked me.

I shook my head. Frankly I’d never thought of such a thing.

She stood on tip-toe to take the shower head away from the wall. I didn’t even know it came off the wall!

"Don’t break anything." I said.

"Don’t worry. I’ve done this before."

"We better close the curtain. You heard what Mama said."

I pulled the orange and white shower curtain closed.

Shirley flipped the lever on the faucet to make the water shoot out of the shower head. "Make the water a little bit warmer."

I did. She tested it on her wrist. "Okay," she said, "open your legs."

I held my legs open, but the water had filled up almost to my knees, so the water from the shower head just sprayed on my legs.

"Move up and sit with your back against the wall. On the edge of the tub."

I got up and perched on the white porcelain.

"Spread your legs."

I opened my legs and Shirley directed the spray of water right on my cooter. The water was slightly warm. She twisted the dial on the shower head a little bit and the water pulsed against my pussy. Suddenly, it felt like my pussy was the most important thing on my body. It felt nasty. I covered myself with my hand, blocking the spray. "God, Shirley. Where’d you learn that?"

"I watched my sister in the shower one time. She didn’t know I was watching. She held the spray there, and kinda closed her eyes. I didn’t know if she was washing herself or what."

Shirley’s sister, Wendy, babysat sometimes. I tried to imagine her naked, holding this up to her cooter in the shower.

"Do it again." I told Shirley, moving my hand.

We took turns, sitting next to each other, the shower curtain closed, spraying each other’s bare pussies.

The tub started to overflow with water, so we had to stop that game. We turned the water off. There weren’t too many bubbles.

I wanted to see Shirley’s cooter up close. It was a little puffy. More puffy and pinker than mine. Suddenly I felt all dirty and wicked.

"Can I touch you there?" I whispered.

"Go ahead."

I put my hand on the bald pussy and rubbed, not daring to venture inside the crack. Her pussy was so smooth and covered with fine blonde hairs.

"Where’d you say the dick goes?"

She stood up and leaned forward. She peered down past her belly button. "It goes right here." She inserted her forefinger inside where one of the folds opened up. There was an opening there, but it didn’t look like much. I didn’t remember feeling anything like that down there before. But then I didn’t do much but wipe it off after peeing. I’d never really thought about it. I opened my legs. I poked my finger down where she was poking hers. Oh, it felt good!

"Wow!" I murmured.

"Definitely."

Shirley sat down with her knees flat on the bottom of the tub and her knees wide and kept rubbing herself. "I like it right here," she said, rubbing a tiny button that was right out front. I watched her open her legs wider and flick her finger across the fold that was there.

I rubbed my own button. It felt like there were sparklers going off inside.

"I think I’m gonna pee." I said, after a minute.

"Go ahead."

I stood up to go sit on the toilet.

"No, silly, just pee right here," she said, "I wanna watch."

"That’s sick!"

But Shirley held my legs and leaned in to look at my cooter. I felt her breath.

I felt so wicked. I wanted to do it...but... I couldn’t just stand there and piss on my friend.

Could I?

"Do you really want me to do it right here?"

She put her finger inside of my crack and started rubbing that bump.

"I’m gonna pee." I whispered. "I’m really gonna."

She kept rubbing, watching my face.

Where did she come up with this stuff?

I felt the little slip of pee start to come out and once it started, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I watched the yellow stream come out and start to squirt everywhere. All over her hand, all down my thighs, into the bathwater.

Some of the bubbles sizzled and disappeared.

I couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt. Just to stand up and pee like a boy, to not care where the pee went, to just let it spray down, all over the tub. Even to just pee on her hand. God.

"Rub me some more." I told her. I didn’t need to pee anymore, but I kinda felt like I did. I felt like I wanted to pee some more. Rub me some more.

Shirley rubbed my cooter for a minute, then she stood in the tub and whispered in my ear. "Jennie, I wanna tell you something."

"What?"

"You can’t tell anyone, ‘kay?"

"I won’t."

"You promise?" She had a solemn look on her face.

"I promise."

"I mean it. You can’t tell anyone. No matter what."

"I promise, Shirley. Cross my heart and hope to die."

She swallowed. What she wanted to tell me must be pretty important.

"What is it?" I urged. "It can’t be that big a deal."

"One time a boy wanted to lick me there."

Omigod. I couldn’t believe it. "Lick you? How? Whaddya mean?"

"He wanted to put his mouth on me and lick my cooter. Can you believe it?"

She had a dark, serious look on her face. I knew she was telling the truth.

"Did he do it?"

"Omigod, no. Of course not." She giggled, and put her hand down to cover herself. "But I think I would let you. Do you wanna try?"

"I don’t know."

I suddenly felt very embarrassed and started to sink all the way underneath the water. Then I remembered I just peed there.

I got out of the tub and pulled the plug. There was a gurgle as the water started to spin down the drain.

"We better go."

I grabbed a towel and started to dry off. I made sure to cover my cooter. Suddenly I didn’t want her looking at me there anymore.

"Hey, you’re not mad are you?" she said.

"No."

"Well, why aren’t you talking?"

"Do you wanna go jump rope?" I asked her. Last time she was here, I almost skipped doubles. I thought maybe we could try that again. Or play Trouble. We both liked board games. "We could go play Trouble."

"Okay." She said, pulling her clothes on.

Truth is, I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t have a clue of what I was supposed to say. Shirley thought about letting me lick her down there.

Later that night, after Mama sent me to bed, I laid with my hand against that button she showed me, and I rubbed it a little, but not enough to feel too good, and I thought about what she’d said. To tell the truth, I couldn’t get the thought out of my head. Some boy wanted to put his mouth down there? Whatever for?

Joey was eighteen and a senior in high school, her parents were very rich and Joey lived in their large, luxurious home. Most of the time her parents were away, conducting various business deals that paid for the extravagant home. Joey and her family hadn't moved out west much before this and she was easily bored and lonely. For the next two weeks they were to have a Russian exchange student staying there and, as neither of her parents were around right now, it was Joey's job to pick her up at the airport in San Diego. Joey wasn't really overly bothered by this, in the long days at home on her own she'd often get bored and she was looking forward to the distraction of the two hour drive to the airport and the company that she hoped Natalya Elkova could provide over the next two weeks.

Joey grabbed her handbag from its place hanging over the stairs and slammed the door behind her, her mom hated her doing that but she wasn't around to object and Joey enjoyed this petty act of teenage rebellion. Outside, the day was incredibly hot for October and Joey was pleased she'd chosen to wear only a T-shirt. Getting into her little red Ford, Joey turned up the air conditioning and put the car in gear. She really loved that car, her parents had bought it for her eighteenth birthday, it was small and easy to handle and by now driving it was almost second nature for her. She leant over to turn on the radio that would provide her only company on the two hour drive and turned out onto the main road to San Diego.

As she drove to the airport, Joey thought about how little she knew about the girl who was going to stay in her house for the next two weeks. Natalya Elkova was a girl of Joey's age who was learning English at her school in Russia and wanted to spend some time in America to help her become more familiar with the language. Joey's parents knew Natalya's parents through their business dealings and had agreed to take in Natalya during her stay in the US. That was all Joey knew about her. As she pulled the car into the airport car park she began to worry about this. What if she had nothing to say to Natalya? How would they spend the two-hour journey home from the airport? How would they spend the next two weeks together if they had nothing in common? Joey could see weeks of awkward silences stretching out before her. Or worse. After all, she knew nothing about this girl; she could be a drug addict or a kleptomaniac or anything. Joey told herself not to be ridiculous but she could feel her nervousness growing within her as she dropped her car keys attempting to lock the door. Her hands were slippery with sweat as she picked the keys up and locked the car, and this wasn't just from the heat. She wiped them off on the seat of her jeans and strode across the car park to the airport terminal, her sneakers squeaking loudly on the floor.

There was still an hour until Natalya's plane arrived. An hour more of nervous waiting which Joey decided to take up with shopping, one of her favourite passtimes. Joey always found shopping could calm her down and take her mind off other things. She spent a good twenty minutes in a perfume store before buying something musky and sensual that she would probably never wear. Still, she was killing time. Finally she felt her legs tire and she headed for a cafe to await the arrival of the flight from St. Petersburg.

Joey ordered a milky coffee and, after a moment's consideration over her stomach, a jelly donut and sat on her own in a corner to eat it, her legs dangling from the cafe's high stool, not even nearly reaching the floor as she swung them back and forth. Joey was 5'6", but she doubted even someone a foot taller could have sat reaching the floor in that stool.

The coffee was too hot; it burnt Joey's lips leaving a little red mark. It was cheap grey coloured stuff in a crappy plastic cup. She left it to one side and bit into the sticky donut, the jelly inside spurting its warm liquid into her mouth. Finishing the donut her lips were sticky with the sugary glaze and she wiped them clean with her napkin, worrying about what that single donut could do to her waistline.

Joey sipped at her coffee, more out of habit than out of any desire to drink it. Now she looked down at her watch and saw the flight should be arriving in five minutes. She looked at her half drunken plastic cup of coffee and decided, after a moment's thought, to leave it that way. She picked up her handbag and the classy paper bag that contained her perfume and hurried to the arrivals lounge, her sneakers continuing to make an annoying squeaking sound on the polished, shiny airport floor.

Standing and waiting for people to emerge from customs Joey's nerves began to return again. The flight had landed ten minutes earlier, according to the screen above her, but she knew it would take a while for the Russian passengers to be allowed through customs. Joey began to chew nervously at her fingernails which, as a result of this habit, were pretty short and messy, and to finger the spot where the coffee had burnt her lips. She remembered the conversation she'd had with her parents a couple of days earlier over her worries about Natalya Elkova.

"So, do you know Natalya?" she had asked her father as he spooned soup into his mouth.

"Sergei Elkov is one of our most important and wealthy clients," he had replied between mouthfuls, "And your mother and I have spent some time with him and his wife."

"But do you know Natalya?" Joey had persisted.

"We've never met her before," her mother cut in, "But I'm sure you'll get on just fine, her parents are very keen she gets a good home while she's in America."

"But what if we don't get on? What can I do if it's just us in the house and I've got nothing to say to her?"

"Don't be silly, there's plenty to do around town. You won't even need to be here that often."

"There's not plenty to do in River Falls," Joey was becoming annoyed. Clearly her parents didn't really care about her nerves and were just trying to humour her.

"I'm sure you'll find something in common," her mother had said, trying to sound reassuring but actually just infuriating her daughter more, "Now can we talk about something else."

And that was it, her parents had never even met the girl that was going to stay in their house for the next two weeks. That was hardly reassuring, and neither was the fact that they didn't really seem to care how Joey and Natalya got on with each other. As passengers emerged and walked passed Joey she couldn't see anyone who looked like the eighteen year-old daughter of a Russian businessman. Most people had already left but there was still no sign of her. Worries begun to fill Joey's mind again. Had Natalya missed her flight? Had Joey got the wrong place or the wrong flight to meet her from? What if Natalya had decided not to come at all? Joey could understand that, she herself could never spend a couple of weeks in a stranger's house in a strange country. Then Joey saw her.

Joey didn't know how she knew this was Natalya, maybe it was because she was almost the last person to emerge from customs, she just knew it. A good four or five inches taller than Joey, she had jet black hair and legs to die for. Her dress sense and style made Joey feel greatly self conscious in her jeans and sneakers. Natalya was wearing a little shiny grey top which covered little more than her breasts and left her midriff bare and a short black jacket. Almost the whole of her legs were shown off by a tight black mini-skirt while over her shoulder was a little leather handbag. Her black stiletto sandals made her stand even further above Joey. Designer sunglasses were perched on her head, pushing her straight black hair out of her dark eyes and pale face.

She walked almost as if in slow motion, swaying her hips and tossing her long black hair. She walked with a confidence and sassiness that Joey wished she could display, let alone feel. She turned towards Joey and walked over. Joey felt herself blush pink and become sweaty again, anxious at the impending meeting and slightly embarrassed by her lazy appearance.

"Hi, I'm Natalya Elkova," said Natalya, coming over and extending her perfect white hand, Joey could see an expensive scarlet manicure which made her a little self conscious about her own chewed nails, "You must be from Mr. and Mrs. Stiller."

Joey gave a little cough, clearing her throat which had become clogged up as she waited, and took Natalya's hand, feeling it soft and well moisturised, "Yeah, I'm Joey."

"You are Mr. Stiller's daughter, no?" Natalya said, speaking in a noticeable Russian accent and raising her arched eyebrow a little as if perhaps she'd expected some servant or flunky of Joey's father.

"Yeah," Joey said and paused uncomfortably trying to think of something to say, "Welcome to America."

Joey smiled, she'd been told that her smile was her best feature, that it lit up her face. Obviously this helped a little as Natalya's arched eyebrows turned into a smile of her own. Joey took one of Natalya's snakeskin suitcases and carried it towards the car park, attempting to make small talk on the way.

"So, how was your flight?"

"It was not so good. You see usually I fly First Class, but this time no," Natalya replied.

Joey didn't really know what to say to this, she'd only asked out of a need to make conversation. She bit her lip again, still nervous, and drew a dark spot of blood. Natalya noticed.

"You should not do this Jody . . ."

"Joey," corrected Joey.

". . . you will make yourself bleed."

She took a pristine white handkerchief from her handbag and reached over to wipe the blood from Joey's lip. Joey smiled in appreciation but said little else until they reached the car park.

Natalya raised her eyebrows a little sceptically again when confronted with Joey's old Ford.

"My parents won't have me driving anything flashier as I've only recently got my licence," Joey felt the need to explain as she helped load Natalya's luggage into the trunk.

"I am impressed Joey that you can drive. My parents will never let me do this, I am driven everywhere."

"I don't think it would be very easy to drive in those heels," Joey tried a feeble joke as they got into the car, to which Natalya just looked confused.

Joey backed the car out of its space and headed out of the airport. The two-hour drive went a lot quicker than it had on the way out here with Natalya for company. Conversation didn't exactly flow but Joey wasn't as completely stumped for things to say as she'd feared. Natalya, Joey was relieved, spoke excellent English and beneath her strong Russian accent was a curious hint of an American one. By the time they reached River Falls Joey knew that Natalya attended a prep school in St. Petersburg and had learned English since she was five. Her parents were among the very richest people in St. Petersburg and she lived in a large mansion with a number of servants. Joey's initial impression of Natalya as being a little stuck up and selfish began to disappear as she heard Natalya talk more enthuisiastically about her home and family.

"My parents do not spend a lot of time in the home. They have a lot of business to do in other parts of Russia," she said and Joey instantly felt sympathy for her.

"I know what you mean but at least you have all those servants to keep you company."

"Sometimes I would like to have some brothers and sisters," Natalya continued and Joey felt further agreement with her.

Joey drove through the centre of River Falls, not particularly because it was the quickest route, but to show Natalya what the town had to offer. It was a tiny town and the roads were mostly quiet. The town was surrounded by scenic green hills through which ran the river and series of little waterfalls that gave the town its name. Joey felt that her guest would at least be impressed by the scenery, even if the town was a little dull. The cloudless skies on this hot sunny day made the place look even more appealing. The centre of town was made up of little more than three or four streets. There was a little supermarket and a few other stores, the only one that interested Joey sold CDs, videos and teen clothing where most of River Falls' teenage population hung out in the winter. To do any real shopping you had to take the couple of hours to drive to San Diego where there were all the shops anyone could want.

Apart from the shops, the main thing that dominated River Falls was the high school which was surprisingly big as it didn't just serve River Falls but also a number of other towns in the area which meant Joey's friends were scattered all over the place and she didn't see them as often as she'd have liked outside school. Most of the streets were empty but every so often Joey would drive passed kids on skateboards or sitting idly on the sidewalk. One thing River Falls did have in abundance was wide open spaces and in one park by the river Joey could see some of the guys from school throwing a football around. Brock Stewart, the captain of the football team, had the ball raised above his head in a classic quarterback pose as he waved the other guys further away. Brock's chest muscles rippled beneath the sweat soaked white vest that he was wearing. Joey had sat next to Brock for a year in math class, they sat them alphabetically, and he was your classic dumb but still quite easy on the eyes, and he knew it. Brock would spend most of class smoothing back his gelled hair to make sure it was just right.

"I know some of those guys a bit," said Joey noticing Natalya watching the football game, "I can introduce you some time if you want," she smiled, eager to please and happy her town had something to offer Natalya.

Natalya was impressed again at the sight of the super popular Sinclair twins walking down the sidewalk to their home in the centre of town. Both tall, blond, beautiful and popular, Jesse and Jessie Sinclair were the envy of the whole of River Falls.

"Now those people it's not even worth bothering to get introduced to," Joey said, "They're like royalty round here."

The Stiller house was a little way out of town in an even more quiet and secluded spot, after all Joey's parents had moved there a year earlier for the scenery and ad chosen a property with full appreciation of it. Their nearest neighbours were almost a mile away along a winding road up the hill. Joey pulled into the long driveway beside her dad's Mercedes and looked over to see what Natalya's view of the house was.

"I like your house Joey, it is very cosy," she said to Joey's amusement, to Joey on those lonely empty days the expansive house seemed far from cosy.

As Joey got out of the car, she was struck again by the heat of the day, while driving she'd had the air conditioning on full so hadn't been able to fully appreciate how hot it was, but now a warm breeze blew over her face.

"I bet it's not this hot in the fall in Russia," said Joey.

"No, in St. Petersburg it can be very cold at this time of year."

Joey helped Natalya with her expensive looking snakeskin suitcases and unlocked the door into the stylish, expensively decorated entrance hall to the Stiller house.

"Come on, I'll show you your room," Joey said, carrying one of Natalya's bags upstairs.

Clearly Natalya was unused to to carrying her own stuff as she struggled up the stairs with a relatively small bag as Joey showed her into the spare bedroom.

"OK, I'll let you unpack and get settled," Joey told Natalya, leaving the room, "I'll just be downstairs."

Joey went into the living room and opened a couple of windows and was just sitting down and reaching for the TV remote when the phone rang.

"Hi Joey," came the faintly squeaky voice of Joey's free spirited best friend Hannah Monroe.

"Hiya Hannah, how's things?"

"Fine, your Russian arrived yet?"

"Yeah she's just upstairs unpacking,"

"Are you sure you trust her alone?" Hannah said laughing, Joey had told her friend about her silly worries and Hannah's laughing at it now made Joey feel a lot better.

"I'm sure it's fine, her parents are like millionaires or something," Joey replied, "She's got a mansion and servants and everything."

Joey and Hannah chatted happily for a while. Joey was pleased to be able to unload all her worries and private thoughts to her friend who lived on the other side of the country in Boston since Joey's family had moved to California. Hannah would call Joey up most weeks and they could chat for a while like old times.

"Listen, I'd better go," said Hannah after about twenty minutes, "My parents don't like me using the phone bill for these long distance calls."

Joey hung up and, not for the first time, felt a pang of regret that her best friend was so far away and they were reduced to a weekly twenty minutes on the phone. Back east Joey and Hannah had spent almost every waking minute together since they were twelve and Joey had never felt lonely or alone then as she often did now in her isolated house in River Falls. To comfort herself Joey flicked on the TV onto MTV, a Madonna video was blaring out as Joey heard Natalya come down the stairs and into the room.

The first thing Joey noticed was that Natalya had changed her clothes. The designer sunglasses were gone and now her black hair was tied back from her white face. She was now wearing a flimsy floral print summer dress which still allowed Joey to see all of her smooth pale legs, and flat pink sandals. When Natalya came and sat beside Joey on the couch conversation didn't exactly flow.

"Who's that?" asked Natalya

"Madonna," Joey replied, a little surprised that Natalya wouldn't be aware of this.

"No," said Natalya, pointing, "him."

The living room looked out onto the Stiller's yard and swimming pool. There were large glass double doors with one way windows which allowed people in the living room to look out without those outside looking in. Despite the heat Joey hadn't opened the doors and they remained locked. Natalya was pointing to where, in the yard, Luke the pool guy had come to clean the Stillers' pool.

"Oh, he cleans our swimming pool," explained Joey.

Natalya licked her lips at the sight of Luke and Joey had to admit that Luke was a kind of hunky guy. He was twenty five and had a strong muscular physique with messy dark hair and stubble that gave him a hunky rebellious look. Because of the heat of the day his brow was dotted with sweat, as was his bare muscular back as the heat had caused him to dress in nothing more than a little pair of shorts. Joey felt herself caught up in staring at Luke's muscular toned body, but at a gasp from Natalya she turned round.

Natalya sat back in the sofa, her eyes focussed on Luke's body. Her summer dress was pulled up even further so Joey could see the red lace panties below. Joey was shocked to see Natalya's pale hand inside her panties, furiously rubbing her pussy. She let out another gasp of pleasure. Joey stared speechless before,

"What are you doing?" she asked incredulously.

Natalya glanced over briefly as if she'd only just remembered Joey was still there.

"Come on Joey, it's fun. You could do it too and nobody would know."

Joey's eyes widened in surprise at this, but still she found herself unwittingly feeling very aroused, both by the sight of the pool boy's hot sweaty body and the sexy Russian on her sofa. As if not fully in control of her own movements she sat beside Natalya and, before she fully realised what she was doing, she had unbuttoned her jeans and her own hand was stuck inside her panties. Her fingers slid easily into her pussy, already dripping wet with her arousal, and she began to frig her own cunt in time with Natalya.

Both girls sat side by side on the couch, eyes focused on the sexy pool cleaner outside, enthusiastically masturbating. It was the Russian girl who came first, Natalya threw back her head, let out a little scream and filled her lace panties with her juices. At the sound of Natalya's orgasm Joey couldn't hold herself in any longer and felt her body convulse with pleasure as she came into her own panties. Natalya looked across and smiled reassuringly at Joey.

"You see Joey, that was fun, don't you think?"

***

This strange act of voyeurism and communal masturbation seemed to lighten things up a little between Joey and Natalya, and Joey was pleased to notice the change in their relationship. Natalya never brought up the incident in conversation again or suggested that they do it again and Joey began to just put it out of her mind.

For whatever reason, after this Natalya treated her American host less like a servant and more like a friend. Joey discovered that Natalya, although still a little arrogant and haughty, had a wicked sense of humour and Joey often found herself laughing out loud at some characteristic she'd never even noticed before about some of the people of River Falls.

Joey discovered that she and Natalya had a lot more in common than she'd first feared. Both girls enjoyed to shop with a passion and Joey spent hours going round shops with her Russian guest. Joey was impressed at how Natalya didn't seem to think anything about spending any amount of money on expensive designer clothes and jewellery, while Joey herself spent ages pondering over whether to spend her money or not. Here Joey discovered another good point about her Russian friend, Natalya wasn't just relaxed about spending money on herself but could be very generous with it too.

The day after Natalya arrived was a Sunday and Joey drove herself and the Russian into San Diego to go shopping. It was on that day that Joey discovered both their shared passion for shopping and her new friend's generosity. The first shop the girls headed for, at Natalya's request, was a very expensive clothes store that Joey had never been in, it didn't exactly cater for her usual jeans and T-shirt style wardrobe. However, stylish Natalya wanted to go in and Joey felt there was no harm in trying out what she would look like in some of these fancy clothes.

If anything, this October Sunday was even hotter than the day before and Joey's clothes clung sweatily to her body. She was wearing a powder blue vest and denim cutoffs that left her arms and legs bare in the bright hot sun. It probably wasn't the sort of outfit people who shop here normally wore, Joey thought as she stepped into the store and was relieved by the cool blast of air conditioning blowing against her bare legs. Joey let out a sigh as the cool air brushed against her skin and looked across at Natalya, grinning.

Natalya turned and flashed her teeth, as white as her pale skin, back at Joey. She was dressed far more appropriately for somewhere like this in a black halterneck dress whose plunging neckline showed off the curve of the Russian's rounded breasts. Her legs were, like Joey's, bare in the hot sun because of the dress' short skirt. She wore the same black sandals as the day before and Joey could see her toenails painted a sensual scarlet colour. Her designer sunglasses were also the same as before and, as they walked into the store, she once again pushed them back onto her forehead. Despite Natalya's immaculate appearance Joey could tell the heat was getting to her, beads of perspiration dripped off her pale forehead and often she would fan herself with her hand.

"I think this would suit you very well, Joey," she said, holding up a pink top with three quarter length sleeves that laced across the bodice, it wasn't the sort of thing Joey would normally wear but she decided to try it anyway.

Natalya came over with her to the fitting room and came in with her. Joey thought perhaps this was a little forward, but then they were friends. Besides, Joey reminded herself, the other girl was from a different country and maybe they did things differently there.

Joey turned her back from Natalya and pulled the blue vest over her head and put it down on the floor of the fitting room. Joey was now dressed in just her short cut-offs and a plain white bra and, despite the heat, she felt conspicuously cold and naked, especially standing like this in front of a girl she'd only met the day before. She felt a little comforted about her semi-naked body when she turned round and Natalya smiled at her.

"You know Joey," Natalya said, placing a hand on Joey's smooth bare shoulder, "You have very nice breasts, you should not keep them so covered up."

Joey felt oddly comforted by the closeness and re-assuringly light touch of the Russian girl and she smiled her attractive grin back at Natalya. Natalya held out the pink top for her friend and Joey slipped her arms into the pleasantly thin nylon. Natalaya loosely tied the laces across Joey's chest and once again, unseen by her Russian friend, Joey allowed herself to smile at the close, gentle touch of the other girl.

Turning to look at herself in the fitting room's mirror, Joey had to admit to being impressed by how the top looked on her. The pink was a dark, almost maroon, colour and it went well with the mousy brown of her hair and the colour of her freckled, slightly tanned skin. It clung to her figure far more tightly than what she normally wore, in a way that Joey thought made her body look more curved. But, most significantly, across her chest, where Natalya had loosely tied the laces, the size of her breasts was far more apparent in the way they jutted out from her body, despite the heat firm and erect. The laced neckline of the top gave her a cleavage that she was proud to think put Natalya's to shame.

"You see, Joey," Natalya said, "You have nice breasts and you should be showing them to the world."

Joey was certainly very pleased with the top and seriously considering buying it as she stripped out of it and put her powder blue vest back on. That was, until she saw the price tag.

"$120!" she shouted incredulously, realising why she never shopped in places like this, she shrugged to Natalya, "It's nice but I really can't afford anything like this."

"Do not worry Joey, I will buy it for you."

Joey was a little taken aback by this offer, "Oh no," she said, "I couldn't let you spend so much on me."

Natalya smiled, "It is my father's money, Joey, he doesn't care how much I spend. Anyway I want to thank you for being so welcoming for me in your country."

Joey tried her best to argue Natalya out of it, but deep down she knew she really wanted that top and was quite pleased when Natalya refused to be convinced out of buying it. Natalya went to pay for the top with a shiny gold credit card and Joey felt a twinge of envy that Natalya's father gave her all the money she wanted while her own father gave her less than a lot of the other kids at school. However, Joey quickly supressed this envy when Natalya turned to her, grinning, and handed her the bag containing the top. Joey smiled back and then surprised even herself by throwing her arms around Natalya and kissing her on her smooth white cheek. For a fleeting moment their bodies pressed together, Joey's breasts pressed into her Russian friend's body before they broke away and turned out of the shop and into the rest of the pristine white shopping mall.

***

Throughout that day there was no mention from either girl of the incident that had occurred watching the pool boy. Although embarrassed by it, Joey was, at the same time, quite pleased that it had happened as it had been a surprisingly perfect ice breaker for her and Natalya, and now Joey felt she had a special bond with her new friend.

On Monday, Joey, dressed in her new cleavaged pink top, took Natalya into school with her. Before the bell rang and ushered them into their respective classes Joey took the opportunity to introduce the Russian exchange student around her friends. Joey had been new to the school fairly recently and, although well liked generally, had no really close friends. The group she gravitated towards to introduce Natalya to was a group of four or five people who'd joined the school around the same time as her, that was their only real similarity and they were quite different people really.

"Wow! Your breasts . . ." was the first thing Claire Lancaster said to Joey that morning, not thinking of any way to finish the sentence.

Claire was only sometimes part of Joey's group. On arriving in River Falls she had quickly decided to join the cheerleading squad and, as a result, was a part of their elite, privileged and popular group as well. Joey didn't really like Claire very much, she was very loud and brash and often unaware of whether people were offended or hurt by things she did. She wasn't intentionally a bad person but Joey didn't like her much anyway. Joey was also slightly jealous of Claire's blonde, all-American cheerleader looks. However, despite being tall and blonde, Claire was not, in fact, particularly attractive, she was very thin and bony, with quite small breasts and a thin, pointed face.

Joey didn't really know what to say to Claire's opening comment so she just turned to the group in general and introduced Natalya. Her introduction was met with a set of "hi"s, "hello"s and "pleased to meet you"s from the others, but little else. As the bell rang, sporadic conversations sprung up as they walked into the imposing building of River Falls High School.

"Is that top new?" said Katharine Taylor, still looking at Joey's breasts.

Katharine was probably the one person at River Falls that she could really see herself being good friends with. She was barely over five foot tall and people often mistook her for someone about fifteen or sixteen. She had a bit of a tendency to drift off into thinking about other things in class, but was a genuinely nice and caring person. So far, Joey hadn't really succeeded in becoming good friends with Katharine but they were still able to have the occasional friendly chat.

"Yeah, it cost $120," Joey replied, holding the large door open for Natalya behind her, Katharine stopped in her tracks and her eyes widened in surprise.

"How can even you afford that, Stiller?" this wasn't from Katharine who was temporarily struck dumb, but from Robbie Biaggi, the only guy in Joey's group.

Robbie's family had moved to River Falls from New York at the same time as Joey's had moved from Boston and Joey was well aware that Robbie had had a crush on her since they started at River Falls High on the same day, but the idea of getting together with Robbie almost made Joey laugh out loud. Robbie was a nice enough guy but Joey hoped for more than his greasy black hair, thick rimmed glasses and the huge braces on his teeth. He walked in an odd loping fashion that also put Joey off a bit. In all, Robbie was blessed with a classic geeky appearance, but, despite all the hints that she'd dropped, Joey couldn't get him to stop being interested in her. By now it kind of flattered her and she realised that Robbie wasn't doing any harm, in fact she could often take advantage of his willingness to do anything for her.

"Natalya bought it for me in San Diego, she's even richer than I am," Joey laughed, turning to Katharine with a smile, but Katharine was no longer paying any attention to the conversation.

Robbie seemed to notice Natalya for the first time and Joey could see the look in his eyes, it was the same look that he often reserved for her. Joey smiled inwardly at the thought that Robbie could transfer his affections so easily and at the thought that Natalya would have to deal with him now.

True to her word, that lunch break Joey took Natalya and introduced her to the guys from the football team who they'd seen in the park on the day that Natalya arrived. Joey noticed with a smile that, as they left the building, Robbie's awkward steps fell in with hers and Natalya's. Seniors at River Falls had the opportunity to leave the school during their lunch break and, at least while the unseasonal warmth held out, most people tended to hang out in the park. Joey knew this was where they would find Brock Stewart and his friends, probably throwing around the same football as before.

Sure enough, beneath the glare of the mid-day sun, Joey could make out the shapes of three figures and a small round shape flying between them, this time not a football but a luminous orange frisbee. Around them sat, in the necessary shade of the trees, a number of groups of people just lounging in the sun, some of them making use of their lunch break to eat some lunch but not many. As they approached, Joey waved to Katharine, sitting dwarfed by a huge tree. She didn't wave back, her attention was elsewhere and, following her gaze, Joey saw that Katharine's eyes were fixed on the clowning of Chris Hudson as he twisted his body in an attempt to catch the frisbee between his legs, succeeding only in tripping and completely missing the catch.

Joey pitied Katharine for a moment, she'd have to wait her turn for Chris. There were a number of girls at the school who'd had their hearts broken by his tanned, surfer looks, and matted blond dreadlocks. With the guys he was known to be a bit of a clown and was always involved in some sort of trouble in lessons, however Joey was aware that he had a very different relationship with girls and she knew Katharine's wouldn't be the only eyes on his elastic limbed performance. For some reason, possibly her diminutive stature, Joey felt a little protective of Katharine and had often warned her to look for other guys, it didn't seem to have worked.

Joey's own eyes, however, were drawn to another of the frisbee throwers. Greg Grant pushed his floppy brown hair out of his eyes and gave Joey a brief lopsided grin as she walked into the park. If she could just shake off Robbie then Greg was the sort of guy she'd go for.

"Hey Robbie, Joey," Greg grinned at them, "Hey, nice outfit, Joey."

Joey flushed red, but Greg didn't notice as, after this throwaway compliment, he turned to talk to Robbie. That was the odd thing about the two guys in her life, often when together, they'd pay more attention to each other than to her. Greg was failing in French and had got Robbie to tutor him. As a result, the two of them had discovered a shared passion for re-vamping old cars, which Joey couldn't understand at all.

"Hey, Grant, get back in the game," came Brock's shout. He was waving the luminous orange disc at Greg, as had been the case on Sunday, his muscles stood out and rippled and, although he was now topless in the heat, the vest he'd worn before was obvious in the difference between the tan of his arms and chest.

"Hey guys," said Joey, waving briefly to attract their attention, "I'd just like to introduce you to Natalya, she'd gonna be staying with me for a couple of weeks."

Robbie was no longer engaged in a discussion of engines with Greg and had turned back to Natalya, his mouth hanging open to show the metal across his teeth. Chris came elastically jogging over to meet the gorgeous, pale skinned Russian. Joey turned to see Brock give a sigh and put the frisbee down on the yellowing grass with an exaggerated gesture, as if to show his weary acceptance that the game was over, and came over as well. Brock, Chris and Robbie now crowded around the immaculately dressed Russian girl whose designer sunglasses concealed any thoughts that her dark eyes may have revealed as the three guys took her by the arms and led her over to the shade of another tree. Or, at least Brock and Chris took her over to the tree, while Robbie loped after them, tolerated because he offered no threat to their dominance.

Finally given her moment alone with Greg, Joey turned to talk to him, for a moment seeing a cold look of jealousy in Katharine's caring eyes as she stared at the attention Chris lavished on Natalya. That look of jealousy would find itself in Joey's deep green eyes moments later as she saw the tall bony figure of Claire Lancaster draped over Greg's arm. Claire, fortunately, was too wrapped up in herself (and Greg) to notice but Joey felt herself flush red again, this time with anger.

"Are you alright Joey?" Greg, of course noticed.

"Of course, she's fine," Claire re-assured him in her brash loud voice, "Arent you, Jo?" Joey hated to be called Jo, and Claire knew it.

"It's just the sun," Joey mumbled, "I think I'll go sit in the shade."

As she went over to sit with Katharine she felt annoyed by the whole situation, she didn't know what relaxed, calm Greg saw in loud Claire and that annoyed her. Normally she could take comfort in Robbie's continued devotion to her (although she was aware of the similarity between Greg's rejection of her and her attitude to Robbie) but he was obssessing over Natalya, and that annoyed her too. Natalya coming in and instantly drawing all the attention of River Falls' men where Joey had failed for far longer annoyed her as well and, looking at Katharine, Joey saw she wasn't alone in this feeling.

"Your American guys certainly are very pushy, Joey," Natalya said to her as Joey drove them back to her house after school, "I have been given five telephone numbers today," she laughed and waved the paper with the numbers on at Joey.

Joey laughed too, her anger and jealousy of earlier had gone by now, the enjoyment that she got from Natalya's company, although the Russian girl could still be a little superior, made up for the attention guys lavished on her.

"I think your new outfit was noticed too," Natalya continued, "Your Greg seemed to like it."

"Not as much as he liked Claire," Joey said, slightly sulky, not wanting to talk about it, but grateful to her friend for making the effort to care, "Are you going to use any of those numbers?" she said, trying to change the subject.

Natalya laughed again, "They are just silly little boys," she said, screwing up the piece of paper and dropping it out of the open car window.

Joey smiled for a moment, although Natalya seemed to enjoy the attention, she didn't really care about any of the guys, it seemed to Joey that Natalya considered Robbie on the same level as she did Brock. Joey thought that, although the Russian girl had accurately uncovered Joey's taste, she had no idea what kind of guys Natalya went for, except Luke the pool guy, but that wasn't mentioned for the rest of the week . . .

***

It was Saturday, and the weather continued in its unseasonal heat wave, if anything this Saturday was even hotter than the one before. Natalya had now been staying with Joey for a week and Joey now wondered how she had ever managed the dull evenings alone before Natalya. They had a lot of fun together, watching movies or just sitting and chatting. At school Natalya continued to laughingly enjoy the attentions of most of the guys, especially Robbie who followed her everywhere, which Natalya also just laughed about. She'd flirt a little with most of the guys but never anything more. Joey's parents were to return that evening from their latest business trip and Joey and Natalya enjoyed their last day of having the house to themselves by swimming in the Stiller's pool and afterwards lounging beside it, drying off and getting a tan, although Natalya's white skin, despite days in the sun, was just as pale as when she arrived.

Once again Natalya wore her sunglasses and Joey wondered for a moment if she ever took them off. Aside from this she wore nothing but a stylish black bikini which contrasted with her pale skin so that Joey had to admit she saw what all the guys in River Falls were attracted to in this exotic Russian.

They lay there in the sun, not speaking, for what seemed like hours. Joey could feel her skin burning up a little. Natalya was obviously thinking the same thing as she turned to look at Joey:

"Do you have any sun cream Joey?" she smiled, her teeth as perfectly white as her skin.

Joey walked over to the living room and found a half full tube of sun cream which she brought out into the garden. She squeezed the tube between her fingers and some of the thick, white lotion spurted out over her hands. Natalya turned her back to Joey and lifted her jet black hair to show her back and long neck. Walking over, Joey began to gently rub the white lotion across her friend's back, running her hands over the pale, unblemished, perfect skin of Natalya's shoulders. Natalya turned and smiled at her, taking the tube of sun cream from Joey she turned to face Joey's back. Gently she untied the bow that tied the back of Joey's pink bikini top to bare all of Joey's back. Joey gasped for a moment as the cold lotion made contact with her hot, sun kissed back, but then gave a sigh of appreciation over the gentle touch of Natalya as she slowly rubbed the lotion over Joey's back.

Joey felt almost as if the Russian girl was giving her an expensive massage such was the feel of Natalya's soft touch across her shoulders, Joey lost herself to her fantasies as Natalya's pale, well manicured hands brushed across her back. Joey licked her lips with the pleasure of her fantasies but was brought out of it with a start as Natalya said:

"There you are Joey, you're ok now."

Joey was about to lie back down in the sun when both girls heard the sound of the gate as Luke arrived again to clean the pool. Suddenly, Natalya grabbed Joey by the arm and dragged her quickly into the living room, shutting the big one-way glass doors. Some instinct inside her made Joey lock the doors as Natalya stood looking out at at Luke, once again sweaty and topless, come into the Stillers' yard.

As the two girls stood staring out the window, Joey saw Natalya's hand reach down and heard a sigh of pleasure which she assumed came from Natalya's mouth and only a realised after a few seconds that it came from her. Looking down, she was slightly surprised to see Natalya's right hand was not inside her own bikini bottoms, but Joey's. Joey opened her mouth, intending to say something questioning about this but all that came out was a moan of pleasure as Natalya inserted first one, then two of her perfect slender fingers into Joey's pussy which was already surprisingly dripping wet.

As Natalya expertly and skilfully stimulated Joey's pussy, Joey felt her own hand, almost independent of any will of Joey's, feel its way across the soft white skin of Natalya's midriff. Both girls' eyes were still glued to the sweaty, muscular form of the pool cleaner outside and Joey found her way across Natalya's body by feel. She felt her way beneath the elastic waistband of Natalya's bikini bottoms and slid her finger into the other girl's wet, lubricated pussy. Without thinking about the strangeness of the situation, Joey began to frig Natalya's pussy as if it were her own, whilst her own was equally well stimulated by the other girl, all the while both girls' attention was fully focused on Luke outside the one-way glass doors.

This time it was Joey who came first, the combined stimulation of her earlier fantasies, the sight of the hunky pool guy, and the stimulation of Natalya's skilled attention to her pussy was too much for her and, with another deep moan of pleasure, she felt her knees buckle beneath her and her orgasm spread through her body. As she felt her body racing towards its climax, Joey's own hand began to rub Natalya's clit with a greater, more forceful urgency and, sure enough, moments later Joey heard a gasp from Natalya as the Russian girl filled her panties and soaked Joey's fingers, which still lingered there, with her juices.

Finally, Joey removed her wet fingers from Natalya's soaking pussy and turned away from Luke to look at the Russian. Natalya smiled encouragingly at her. As Joey had reached her climax she had bitten her lip again in the ecstasy of the moment, and now a drop of dark red blood appeared on her bottom lip as it had a week earlier at the airport.

"Joey, you are bleeding, didn't I say you shouldn't be biting your lip like that?" Natalya said.

Natalya leant towards her and Joey thought she was going to wipe the speck of blood from Joey's lip. Instead, the Russian girl leant closer and, before Joey realised what she was doing, planted a brief kiss on her American host's lips. Before Joey had a chance to react at all, Natalya had turned and headed for the door.

"I am going to get dressed before your parents come home," she said, perfectly naturally as if she was just going to change out of her bikini after sunbathing.

With that Natalya left the room and Joey heard her feet running lightly up the stairs, leaving Joey to muse on what had just happened. Joey could still sense the feel of Natalya's soft lips as they pressed against hers for just a split second, as the Russian girl's hand brushed across Joey's shoulder and for that one enchanted moment their eyes met before Natalya turned to leave the room. The kiss had really shook Joey up, when Natalya had bought her the $120 top she'd kissed Natalya's cheek and the contact here was little more than that, yet Joey stood there contemplating the moment, dressed just in her bikini in the living room, fo some time. Joey licked her lips, as if to savour the taste Natalya had left on them, then she too slowly left the room and went to change into a more acceptable outfit for her parents' return.

Joey was suddenly desperate to talk to Natalya privately, to say something about the kiss, to ask what it was for, what it meant to Natalya. However, as soon as Joey felt this urgent desire to talk to her, it seemed impossible to find a moment's privacy with her Russian guest. For the last week they had spent hours alone together, but now, when Joey really felt she needed to talk to Natalya alone, they were suddenly denied that privacy. It was infuriating.

As it was, Natalya didn't emerge from her room until Joey's parents returned a little later. Joey, now changed into her denim cut-offs and a navy blue T-shirt, sat on the couch watching TV, her bare legs stretched out in front of her. She paid little attention to the images on screen as her mind was still racing. She didn't here the front door close and was startled to look up and see her parents come into the room. Richard and Karen Stiller were dressed respectably in almost matching grey business suits, they looked so right together that Joey couldn't imagine a time before they were a couple.

"Where's Natalya?" Her mother asked as soon as the perfunctory small talk about their trip had been pushed aside.

"Oh, she's just getting changed upstairs we, er, swam earlier."

With that the door swung open and Natalya herself entered the room. For the first time she was free of her favourite sunglasses and her jet black hair fell naturally to frame her snowy white face. She was dressed in an elegant and glamorous black velvet dress which was a total contrast to Joey's outfit. The dress' low-cut neckline not only showed off her cleavage but also her long, swan-like neck. She smiled nervously at Joey's parents and extended her hand to Joey's father.

"Joey has told me lots about you," Natalya told them in her attractive foreign accent.

"All good things, I hope," Joey's father laughed feebly at his own feeble joke.

Natalya's appearance was very serious for a moment, "Of course, she is a very generous person."

They all ate dinner together that evening. It was rare for Joey's mother to fit cooking into her busy schedule, however tonight she managed it and the results were excellent as, when she could be bothered, Karen Stiller was an excellent cook. Natalya, tonight the model of a charming and complimentary guest, was duly grateful and praising of the meal and seemed to enjoy being the centre of attention as Joey's parents plied her with questions about her family and St. Petersburg. Joey herself was unusually quiet at the meal, lingering slowly over the food as she still thought she could feel the imprint of Natalya's lips against hers. Natalya went to bed early that night so Joey continued to be unable to talk to her alone.

The next day, Joey's parents insisted on driving Natalya out to show her the surrounding countryside so Joey was still unable to find a moment alone with her Russian friend. The scenery around River Falls was, admittedly, very beautiful. The valley through which the river flowed was filled with all kinds of lush vegetation, but today Joey couldn't keep her mind on it. Instead, she kept trying to glance over at Natalya, to catch her eye, as if they could communicate wordlessly. But the Russian girl's attention was constantly drawn to something outside the window of Joey's father's Mercedes.

That evening, Natalya excused herself and went to bed early again, and Joey, not really in the mood for conversation with her parents, decided to follow soon after. That night she had one of the most vivid dreams she had had in a long time. It started out familiarly as she turned into the park by the river where Greg Grant stood waiting for her. Greg gave her his lopsided smile and she walked towards him, it was a dream she'd had before. But as she walked closer, Joey saw that it wasn't Greg that waited for her beneath a tree, but Natalya. The Russian girl was dressed in just the black bikini of the day before and she smiled her perfect white smile as Joey approached. As they stood alongside each other Natalya leant over to her and again, as she had the day before, brushed her lips against Joey's. But this time Joey caught Natalya's head in her hands and stopped her from pulling away again, locking the Russian's lips in a much longer kiss, she explored the inside of her friend's mouth with her tongue while their bodies pressed against each other.

Joey awoke with a start, hot and sweaty, and not just because of the continued heat outside. She was surprised to find her fingers inside her pussy, gently rubbing it as she had dreamt. And now she came to realise why Natalya's kiss of the day before had so played on her mind. She realised that what she thought had been an experience of voyeurism over Luke the pool cleaner hadn't been that at all, but rather she had been attracted to her glamorous Russian friend. For the first time Joey's conscious mind began to realise that she was really attracted to Natalya. She'd never felt sexually aroused by a woman before, but there was something about the Russian girl that made Joey long to take her in her arms and kiss her as passionately as she had in her dream.

***

Joey got up early on Monday and, for the first time in a long while, decided to really make an effort with her appearance to impress her Russian guest. She decided to wear the expensive pink top Natalya had bought her, the one that clung to her curves to show off her breasts, Natalya had complimented how she looked in it, so Joey figured that this was the top that would best impress her. Rifling through her wardrobe Joey managed, with some effort, to find herself another impulse buy that she never wore, a knee length denim skirt. It had been some years since Joey had stopped wearing skirts and started wearing jeans instead, but she felt this would be the right thing to impress Natalya. She also decided, for once, to wear a small amount of make-up and shiny pink lip gloss. Admiring herself in the mirror, Joey was pleased with the feminisation that this outfit gave to her normal tomboy appearance. To top it all off she lightly sprayed some of the expensive perfume from the airport across her neck.

As Natalya came down for breakfast Joey flashed her a smile and was pleased to see Natalya smile back. Joey's parents seemed to busy to notice the change in their daughter's appearance, in a way that was probably quite fortunate, Joey didn't know what they'd think if they knew the reason for it, but she was quite sure Natalya had noticed and wondered if she realised that it was all for her benefit. Finally, Joey thought, she would be able to have a minute to talk to Natalya alone as she drove the two of them to school.

Or so she thought. There was a ring of the doorbell as they were about to leave and Joey opened it to find Robbie standing on the doorstep. He'd obviously gone to a similar effort as she had with his appearance. The braces had been taken off his teeth and the thick glasses had been replaced with contacts, his black hair was properly washed and brushed and he even dressed better. Joey had to admit Robbie didn't look too bad once he'd cleaned himself up a bit.

"I was just in the neighbourhood and wondered if you'd mind giving me a lift to school," he said.

Joey looked at him a little sceptically, her house was miles from anywhere, there was no neighbourhood. Still she couldn't just abandon him, he was her friend after all, so she knew she had to give him a lift even if it prevented her from getting a moment alone with Natalya. Besides, she felt an odd bond with Robbie because of his desperation to make an impression on Natalya.

"You are both looking nice and dressed up today," Natalya said as she joined them in the car, making no further comment about Robbie's sudden appearance at the Stiller house, "You two show me up very badly."

They both blushed at this, although it clearly wasn't true. Natalya was dressed, as usual, with a stylish elegance far beyond Joey and Robbie.

At school, the first thing they saw when they entered the building was a loud argument between Greg and Claire which resulted in Claire storming off angrily. Natalya turned to Joey and smiled at her, obviously interpreting Joey's effort with her appearance as a result of her desire for Greg.

"It seems your Greg has not such a great relationship after all," she said encouragingly.

During their lunch break that day, Joey finally managed to shake off Robbie and have a moment to speak alone with Natalya. All day she had struggled to concentrate in any of her classes as her eyes and her mind were constantly drawn back to the girl sitting next to her, Joey's eyes were constantly drawn back to the perfect smooth lines of Natalya's long pale legs and however hard she tried not to keep looking at her friend, she kept finding her eyes pulled back with an even greater attraction. So, finally, after a day of waiting, Joey had a chance to unload her feelings to Natalya.

"Can I talk to you a minute?" she said.

But as soon as those words left her lips she saw Greg approach and wave to her and knew again that she would be kept from having her talk with Natalya.

"Can I talk to you a minute, Joey?" Greg said as he came over, using the exact same words that Joey had used to Natalya moments earlier.

Without waiting for an answer Greg took her arm and drew Joey into a corner while Natalya stood back at a respectful distance. While Greg spoke to her Joey didn't really listen, she kept looking back aross towards Natalya, the Russian girl continuing to hold her attention. She couldn't concentrate on anything Greg said, but his gestures obviously showed it was something important:

"So, I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me this Thursday, to see a movie or something?"

Joey's attention snapped back to Greg in an instant, he was asking her out, she'd waited all year fot this moment, she bit her lip nervously. She realised in an instant that she may have waited so long for this but suddenly it wasn't what she wanted, she wanted Natalya, desperately, passionately wanted her, in a way she'd never wanted Greg. Joey glanced over to where Natalya was studiously examining her scarlet fingernails and trying to ignore Joey's conversation with Greg.

"I'm sorry Greg," Joey replied finally, "I'd really love to, but I'm kind of seeing someone at the moment."

Greg's face fell and for a moment Joey felt a pang of pity for him and felt about to reconsider her rejection until she looked back up at Natalya and realised that this was the way she wanted it.

Joey rejoined Natalya as her Russian friend was talking to Robbie, who'd found them again. Joey's moment alone with Natalya was gone and she felt for a moment annoyed, at Robbie and Greg for spoiling her moment alone with Natalya and at Greg for making her feel guilty. Robbie spent the rest of the day with them and came back home with Joey and Natalya, hanging out with them for a couple of hours until Joey's parents came home and then dashing off. It seemed fate was conspiring against Joey's desire to be alone with Natalya. The frustration of it all only served to deepen Joey's desire for the stylish Russian and her determination to win her over.

However, just when Joey thought fate really was conspiring against her and Natalya, Joey's parents accepted a sudden dinner party invitation at Claire's parents' house, telling the girls not to wait up and that they could be back quite late. Finally, Joey was given the opportunity she craved. And yet, as she and Natalya stood, alone and quiet, in the living room, hearing her dad's Mercedes leaving the driveway, Joey's mind went blank. She couldn't think of any of the things she had been wanting to say to her Russian friend over the last couple of days.

"What is the matter, Joey?" Natalya asked, obviously noticing that Joey looked a little put out, "You have seemed a little concerned recently. You wanted to tell me something today before Greg appeared, I think. You have some reason for rejecting Greg and this is what is worrying you, right?"

Joey nodded, Natalya was right to a certain extent, she did have a reason for rejecting Greg and that was bothering her, but still she couldn't work out what to say to her friend of the deeper feelings she was experiencing.

"It's not just that," Joey began, stuttering as she tried to find words to express what she felt, "There's something I wanted to talk to you about, something about me and you."

"Was it Joey?" Natalya said, smiling but looking a little concerned, "I hope I have done nothing to offend you."

Joey was standing in the centre of the room, looking at Natalya who stood directly in front of her, looking beyond her friend's luxuriant long eyelashes and into her dark eyes. Joey smiled back, "No, no, nothing like that. In fact what I wanted to tell you was . . ."

Finding no words at all to express what she felt and what she needed to say, Joey paused for a moment, looking into those deep eyes, before she took Natalya's head in her hands. Slowly, as in her dream, she bent towards Natalya, bringing the other girl's head towards hers until their lips met, Joey savoured the feel of Natalya's soft lips against hers as, to Joey's joy Natalya's lips opened to allow Joey's tongue in and be caressed by Natalya's own tongue. Joey ran her hands through her friend's shiny, smooth, black hair as she felt Natalya's hands across her shoulders, running down her back and over her spine. The other girl's touch and the soft kiss sent an electric thrill running through Joey's body as their breasts pressed together.

Finally they broke from their passionate embrace and Joey looked again into her friend's eyes and saw a tenderness and affection that filled her with a warm glow of pleasure. There was a smile on Natalya's beautiful red lips, none the less beautiful for the lipstick smeared across her cheek. Joey smiled back, aware of the smudging of her own lipstick.

"That's what I wanted to tell you," Joey smiled as she leant over to press her lips against Natalya's once more.

Breaking from the kiss once more, Natalya pulled her top over her head and let her skirt fall to the floor, exposing her full pale body to Joey, dressed just in stylish and sensual black lingerie. The sight of her friend's gorgeous body in just the skimpy underwear sent Joey wild. She practically leapt on top of Natalya, kissing not just her beautiful soft lips, but planting kisses all over her long, swan-like neck as her hands fumbled at the clasp of Natalya's bra, finally releasing it to let free her friend's pert, erect breasts. Joey's lips gradually moved down from Natalya's neck, planting further kisses down towards her breasts which, although not huge, were perfectly formed like the rest of her body. Natalya pushed Joey's head away from her chest, and Joey was disappointed for a moment until she saw Natalya's fingers inside the elastic waistband of her panties, slowly sliding them down her long, silky smooth legs until she stood naked before Joey. Her dark, black pubic hair was shaved short into the shape of a heart. For Joey, a girl who had never felt desire for another woman before, it was achingly enticing.

Joey could almost feel herself drooling at the sight of her Russian friend's perfect, pale body as she, almost violently in her lust for her friend, pushed Natalya to the floor and continued to explore with her lips every inch of the Russian's gorgeous body, planting sensual kisses across Natalya's firm, pert breasts, licking at the Russian girl's nipples in a way that made Natalya groan with deep sensual pleasure. As Joey continued to explore her friend's perfect body she felt a thrill of excitement she'd never known before in her life, a joy that she felt could never be equalled.

Her hands now ran across Natalya's breasts as her lips languished leisurely over Natalya's soft, smooth thighs, slowly working her way towards the hidden delights represented by Natalya's pussy. Joey paused for a moment, looking at Natalya's swollen pussy lips, she licked her lips as if to delay the moment of ecstasy just that little bit longer. Natalya looked down at her almost impatiently.

"Please Joey, I need you to relieve me,"

Smiling, Joey dived in, planting her lips against Natalya's pussy, she kissed it gently, which caused another moan of pleasure in her Russian friend, who was now playing with her own firm breasts as Joey occupied herself with Natalya's pussy. Joey began to lap with increased urgency at Natalya's pussy beore finally sucking hard on her friend's erect clitoris. Natalya's pussy was already dripping wet with her juices that Joey savoured on her tongue, and soon the attention Joey was paying to her pussy caused her whole body to convulse as she ejaculated, squirting her juices into Joey's mouth before collapsing, exhausted, on the floor.

Joey stood up and Natalya smiled up at her, getting up herself, her naked body looking even more perfect than before, her cunt still dripping with the products of her orgasm. Natalya leant over and kissed Joey on the lips, as they kissed Joey could feel Natalya's hand straying inside her top. Joey stood back and pulled the top over her head and unclasped her simple white bra. Her breasts were larger than Natalya's but neither so perfect nor so pert, Natalya still looked impressed as she knelt down and began to kiss Joey's breasts and across her toned midriff while she reached to unzip Joey's denim skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Joey knew her pussy was already soaking wet and crying out for relief from the experience so far so she quickly stripped out of her white panties. Her body shuddered with pleasure as she felt Natalya plant a kiss against her pussy.

Joey took Natalya by the shoulders and pushed her back onto the floor before mounting her, Joey's tanned legs astride Natalya's smooth white ones as she lay against her friend's perfect body and kissed her again on the lips, her breasts pressing into Natalya's. Joey felt between her legs and found Natalya's pussy with her hand and inserted two fingers into it slowly as she kissed her again. Natalya's face lit up with surprise and pleasure as she felt Joey insert her fingers into her cunt and Joey felt Natalya's hand seek out her pussy and soon she felt the Russian girl's fingers inside her as hers were inside Natalya. In time with each other, the two girls rubbed each other's pussies while Joey continued to kiss Natalya's beautiful face until, almost simultaneously, both girls felt their orgasms come on. Joey felt it was the greatest pleasure of her life thus far as her body tensed up for a moment, her pussy tightening around Natalya's fingers, before she let go and her body convulsed with the thrill of her orgasm. Joey let out a scream of joy that surprised even her as both girls continued to cum for some minutes, finally collapsing in an exhausted heap of naked flesh. For the first time in ages Joey felt content and happy in the arms of this beautiful naked Russian girl.

***

The next week Joey would always remember as going by so quickly in the joy she continued to experience not only in her Russian friend's company but also in her gorgeously perfect body. By now the news of her rejection of Greg Grant was all around the school and nobody could fail to notice Joey's more feminine look and how she appeared to be floating on a cloud of happiness. This naturally led to some speculation that she was having some secret relationship, but nobody came close to the truth.

"It's Robbie isn't it?" Claire said one day, she wasn't the first to suggest this as Robbie's "new look" was as obviously apparent as Joey's.

Joey looked at Natalya who was standing next to her and made eye contact, the two girls shared a secret smile that nobody else seemed to notice.

"Maybe," Joey's green eyes sparkled, she thought it best to encourage this speculation about Robbie so nobody would suspect anything about Natalya, "Do you really think I'd tell you anyway, in five minutes it would be all over the school."

With that Claire left, fairly satisfied that she'd managed to get some admittance from Joey that she was having a secret relationship with Robbie Biaggi. Of course Robbie's bewildered denials of something that, at least a week earlier he'd have been delighted to think of did nothing to discourage this opinion. Everybody knew that Robbie had a crush on Joey and that Joey had a new guy, it wasn't difficult to work it out. Amidst all this speculation, Joey was able to carry on with her new relationship with Natalya, telling Robbie he should probably keep his distance at school to get rid of the rumours about the two of them.

All week, Joey sneaked moments alone with Natalya whenever she could. This was almost as difficult now as it had been a couple of days earlier, Joey's parents going out on Monday evening was a one off event and for the rest of the week they insisted on spending evenings at home and having meals together. As a result of this, and Robbie's continued insistence on riding to and from school with them, Joey's relationship over that week she was so happy was based on stolen glances, her hand on Natalya's smooth thigh beneath the desk while nobody was watching, the quick kiss in a hidden space behind the lockers when they managed to dodge the others for a while.

On Friday she and Natalya cut class for the last lesson of the day, quite a rare occassion for the studious and hard working Joey, but she desperately needed more time with Natalya before she left the following day. Giggling like little girls, Joey took Natalya's hand and led her into the toilets and into the farthest stall from the door. Joey pushed the door shut and slid the lock into place as she pushed Natalya back against the door and wrapped her arms around her friend, placing a passionate kiss on Natalya's lips that she had been desperately waiting to give all week. Natalya, pressed against the door of the toilet stall, smiled back at Joey and Joey pulled Natalya's dark red top over her head. Joey was just unclasping Natalya's black lace bra when they heard the door open to the toilets and the footsteps of two girls coming in. Joey and Natalya pressed back against the back wall, holding their breath and hoping not to be discovered. In the moment of tension Joey could feel her arms tightly, and protectively, clasped around Natalya, pressing the Russian girl against her body as close as she could.

"Why are we cutting class, you know we could get in trouble for this," it was Katharine Taylor's quiet, faraway voice.

"Joey Stiller's cutting too, I saw her and her Russian going the other way from their English class," came Claire Lancaster's loud reply, Joey let out a little gasp to know Claire was looking for her and Natalya put a finger to her lips to tell Joey to keep quiet, "Now's our chance to find out about her mystery new boyfriend, don't you want to know that, it could be Chris."

Finally, after what seemed like an age pressed against the wall, and each other, Joey and Natalya heard Claire and Katharine leave to look for them. After a couple of minutes of silence, Joey relaxed and let out a loud sigh of relief at avoiding being discovered. Releasing Natalya from her tight embrace, Joey sat herself down on the toilet. Natalya, her jet black hair a little dishevelled from being pressed so close to Joey, got down on her knees, her pert breasts now freed from her bra.

Joey unzipped her skirt and pulled it and her panties down to reveal to Natalya her pussy and a bush of brown pubic hair into which Natalya buried her face while Joey spread her legs wide to let her in. This moment was nothing like as intimate or romantic as it had been on Monday, the tiny, dirty toilet cubicle was hardly the most romantic setting for it. Nevertheless Joey felt again the electric thrill of pleasure run through her whole body as Natalya's soft and gentle lips brushed across her pussy. Joey tried to cry out quieter than before as her orgasm shook through her body so as not to attract any attention, however, as the moment of ecstasy hit her, she couldn't hold back and her whole being seemed shook up by the intense pleasure of it.

Joey quickly pulled her panties and skirt back on while Natalya re-confined her breasts to her bra and top and the two girls cautiously left the stall to check on their appearance in the toilet's mirrors. Quickly re-applying smudged lipstick and brushing dishevelled hair, the girls crept from the toilets, not wishing to draw attention to themselves, so they could avoid Claire and Katharine and so there was no speculation about what they'd been doing together. They successfully managed to slip out of school unnoticed and a few minutes later, when Claire and Katharine found them, they were lying on the grass in the park by the river, soaking up the continued unseasonal sun and warmth.

***

Joey was not surprised the next morning when Robbie arrived to accompany her and Natalya to San Diego airport to see Natalya off. Joey felt a momentary annoyance that she would not be able to enjoy the two hour journey with just Natalya, however she realised that she couldn't exactly do a lot while driving. Besides, Joey thought, if circumstances had been different and Robbie had been the one who had won Natalya's affections and she'd been the one quietly pining after her then she'd want one last chance to say goodbye.

The unseasonal heat wave that had existed over the past two weeks ended as abruptly as it had begun that morning. The weather was now far more appropriate for October. It was not too cold, the sky was still bright although mostly grey rather than the brilliant blue of the day before, yet there was a chilling breeze. Both Robbie and Joey were dressed in jeans and sweatshirts as they helped load Natalya's snakeskin suitcases into the trunk of Joey's Ford. Natalya too was dressed with less bare skin than the weeks before, her sunglasses were no longer perched on her head, she was dressed in black leather pants and a dark red top with a black leather jacket that she wrapped around herself to ward off the breeze as she emerged from the house having said goodbye to Joey's parents.

The drive went by far quicker with Natalya and Robbie's company than it had two weeks earlier when Joey had nervously driven out to San Diego airport to pick up the strange new Russian exchange student who would be staying in her house for two weeks. Inside the car with the windows up and wrapped up warmer, they could still feel as if the heat wave continued and they kept each other amused with chat, jokes and laughter, although inside Joey felt sorry that this would be the last time she would share a joke with Natalya. As they left River Falls, past the park by the river where there were no longer any guys throwing a football or a frisbee, Joey could sense in her friend a feeling of regret at leaving this little Californian town.

At the airport there was little to do except sit around waiting for the departure of the flight to St. Petersburg to be announced. Joey and Natalya and Robbie went around a couple of the airport shops but Joey could feel her heart wasn't really into shopping and for once it couldn't lift her spirits. It felt odd and wrong to Joey that her week of such fun and happiness should be ending on a note of such emptiness, but that was how she felt as she stood beside Natalya while Robbie walked off to check the departures board. They heard Natalya's flight announced and the Russian girl turned to go.

There was no sign of Robbie at that moment and so Natalya placed a hand on Joey's arm, leant over and planted a soft kiss on Joey's lips. It reminded Joey of the kiss that they'd shared a week earlier, staring out at the pool in the sun, their lips connected and Natalya's tongue brushed against Joey's for a moment as their bodies and breasts pressed together. For a moment Joey could feel herself and Natalya joined, united forever in their kiss. Natalya turned and broke the spell, she waved and walked off towards her flight gate out of Joey's life without turning back. For a week they had shared an exquisite and secret pleasure, and now Joey felt a part of herself had departed on that flight to St. Petersburg.

She fought back a tear she could feel growing in her eye and turned to see Robbie at her elbow. He too looked a little distressed, but Joey knew he couldn't truly comprehend how she felt at that moment. Still, as he took her by the arm and smiled re-assuringly at her, Joey felt comforted by his presence as they walked back to her car, she was grateful for him coming with them now, she didn't want to face the journey back alone.

"Come on," she smiled at Robbie as he smiled back, "Let's go home. . ."

THE END