Message-ID: <2517eli$9707302209@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: cmndr@nym.alias.net.NOSPAM (Commander Jameson) Subject: {ASS} RP: "Lauren Gisal" by Francis Dashwood (ch. 1-11 complete) (ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <33e49bb5.3111586@207.14.113.2XCJ> Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (1/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 17 Jul 1997 16:43:25 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Lauren Gisal Chapter 1 Thursday 9th July Lauren watched the convoy of coaches winding their way from the lush green valley a few hundred meters below. They slowly snaked and shuddered up towards the mountain pass, bound for Italy and the crystal clear lakes beyond. She envied the tourists their freedom and opportunity to explore beyond the closeted environment of the picturesque alpine valleys. Recently, her own yearning for discovery had driven her to feign sickness. She had walked one glorious summer day up through the dark, steeply sloping forest to emerge again into the shimmering heat of the late morning and there, lazing on the deserted mountainside, she had gazed down at the people in their tiny villages below. The weather had been perfect, the sun shining brilliantly in a cloudless blue sky, reflecting off the snowy mountain peaks, with just a hint of a breeze that cooled her tanned face and rippled the soft down of her arms. Andleburg, the village where her grandmother had settled forty years earlier, was a few kilometers from Interlaken. It possessed an air of bygone tranquillity coupled with stunning views of the Jungfrau and the majestic mountain range beyond. But occasionally, more so recently, she had felt cramped and concerned that while time marched on in the world at large, it passed over Andleburg with abandon, choosing to concentrate on a more receptive audience in the larger towns. Lauren was not one of the village's prettiest girls, but her features were distinctive, characterised by her boyish face, deeply set brown eyes and strong nose. It was a face, she thought, that people would find pleasant rather than beautiful, that people would be happy to kiss as a duty rather than as a source of pleasure. Her skin was perfect and unblemished from the childhood ravages of chicken pox or measles. Her wavy brown hair normally fell to her shoulders, but was constrained presently by an elastic band (the height of fashion, she thought to herself) and tied back. A sharp crack brought her out of her reverie, as Lauren realised that some optimistic team-mate had passed the ball to her. "Lauren Gisal, for goodness sake run with the ball, look around you!" shouted the games-mistress, umpire and part-time sadist Miss Connely, in her Irish-accented Swiss-German. She was a petite woman who in Lauren's estimation was about twenty-five. She looked like as though her body had given up adding inches to her stature during her mid-teens to concentrate on providing a mane of straight dark hair that hung down to her waist, tied back in a similar manner to Lauren's at the nape of the neck. Miss Connely wore a tracksuit making it difficult to judge her physical build, although the tracksuit looked only partially filled. Lauren remembered that she had seen her undressing in the staff changing area a couple of weeks ago and had remarked to Nikki at the time that she could have passed for one of the senior girls. "I don't think so" Nikki had said, "she looks like a virgin". Lauren smiled at the conversation, looked up towards the goal and hit the ball resoundingly. She was surprised to see it scythe through the grass at great speed, and moreover, in the direction that she had wanted. The flow of adrenaline and the rush of expectation subsided as quickly as it had begun, as the opposing goalkeeper gathered the ball safely just to the side of the net. She counted herself among the more fortunate of her contemporaries. She had a family who had few financial worries, she had a brother (Lauren saw Mike only when he returned from boarding school), she had a very comfortable house and now had found a wonderful friend in Nikki Brugen. Although Lauren had lived in Andleburg all of her life, Nikki had arrived only a couple of years ago due to her family's relocation - her father managed one of the largest hotels in the area. It had taken only a few weeks for Lauren and Nikki to become the staunchest of allies, confiding in secrets and personal tittle-tattle that is usually reserved for one's inner-most thoughts. Nikki was a never- ending source of knowledge (on occasions inaccurate but always entertaining) which came from eavesdropping in the hotel. Lauren's father, who worked for a government research department, rarely overheard gossip or conversation that was interesting, unless of course import quotas could be considered suitable material for the exchange of whispered wisdom. Lauren determined that she had spent the past thirty minutes walking, trotting and running around the rectangle of grass to little advantage, the ache in her limbs testament to her exertion. There was a hint of shape in her long brown legs, accentuated by her red socks at half- mast and her dark blue games shorts. Recent months had replaced her gangly features with a recognisable feminine form. Some of the girls said that the exercise would help to give them beautiful legs in later life, but Lauren was a firmer believer in destiny and fate being responsible for shaping her legs and every other event in her life. The final whistle sounded, and so she spun on her heel and headed for the changing rooms, noting that Nikki's game must have ended earlier as her pitch was now empty. As she trudged past the goal post, she looked across the fence of the field and down again into the valley. She could see pollen and seeds flying into the summer air as Mr. Hubert, who owned the Chemist shop in town, cut a plot of very tall grass in his back garden. Mixed in with the grass were buttercups, daisies and edelweiss, and the scent wafting up to the school was rich and comforting. In contrast, Lauren thought, to Mr. Hubert's one and only little girl, Claudette, who was in the same class as Lauren and had recently become a thorn in her side. The animosity had started, as far as Lauren could recall, in this spot, the hockey pitch, when Lauren had accidentally swiped Claudette across the shins with her stick. In revenge, Claudette had struck Lauren on the back of her legs while Miss Connely was repeating commands for the linguistically disadvantaged. That was a week ago today, and they had not spoken since. Despite Lauren's lack of exertion, she was hot and sweaty from the afternoon's exercise and small beads of perspiration clung to her forehead. She looked forward to the end of term, only ten days away, when she wouldn't have to run up and down in the heat, and could lay by the hotel pool with Nikki - assuming that Nikki's father didn't object to them occupying "marketable real-estate in premium season" as he called the few square feet they needed. Lauren entered the main changing area for the school and turned into the girl's section. At the far end of the changing rooms she could see Miss Connely standing already by the entrance to the showers, waiting to catch some poor girl who tried to leave without showering. Noise echoed around the room as girls shouted, lockers slammed and the showers hissed. The rows of benches were arranged three on each side of the central aisle leading to the showers and could accommodate about one hundred girls. Presently, there were fewer than fifty, all in various states of undress. Lauren recalled how painful it was during the winter, after the freezing temperatures outside to undo her buttons and pull off the heavy hockey shirts. Today there was no such problem as she sat down on the bench seat to remove her boots. She knocked the mud off them and walked over to her locker to retrieve her white towel and clothes. A pair of her classmates skipped past her on their way to the shower, their cute bottoms showing a hint of shape. She returned to the bench and pulled down her socks, discarding them by her side. Despite the cacophony of shouting and giggling, Lauren returned to her reverie, remembering her fascination almost a year ago when she discovered two or three minute hairs growing above her vagina. She had wondered how long they had been there and that night had taken a long look at herself in the mirror in her parent's bedroom, striking a number of poses in a similar fashion to those she had seen on the Miss World contest. Returning to bed, her hands had explored every potential source of interest, finding conclusive evidence that her breasts were starting to form. She had pulled her nipples and discovered that they did indeed get hard and elongated, just as she had hoped they would. Lauren stood up and saw the steam billowing through the doorway of the showers. Ms Connely looked at each of the girls as they made their way to and from the shower stalls, trying to be the model of supervision and discretion. With a thumb either side, Lauren pulled her shorts down past her knees, bringing each leg up in turn to allow them to drop to the floor. She took hold of her shirt and pulling upwards, removed it in one swift movement to reveal her small breasts. She liked her breasts. In fact, she was very proud of them even though she had nothing to do with their shape, size or circumference. In her opinion, they were classically shaped, and much nicer to look at than the girls she seen in her brother's magazines. She hung the shirt on the hook above her head, and quickly pulled down her knickers. Lauren now had a thin layer of hair growing above her vagina, which scarcely concealed the lips of her vulva. Then came the walk she detested - past Ms Connely on the way to the showers and the feeling of her eyes taking in her shape and mentally comparing her to the other girls. The return journey, for some obscure reason didn't matter; she could look at her bum all she wanted. Lauren took her towel and strategically moved it as she walked down the aisle. Few of the other girls looked at her, although Lauren glanced at Annika sitting naked on the end of the final row. She noted that she had large breasts, much larger that Lauren's, and a thick mat of black hair between her parted legs. Annika's head leaned to one side as she dried her hair and talked to her neighbour, Claudette. Lauren quickly averted her gaze, deposited her towel on a hook outside the showers, and entered carefully. The square shower room was completely white, tiled from floor to ceiling in a utilitarian manner and must have been about twenty five feet long. It was much warmer than the general changing room area, and had a smell that reminded her of wash days when she was a child. A small three foot high wall ran along the centre of the room with the exception of about two feet either end to allow all-round access. Lauren took a bar of soap and moved under a vacant shower. Two of the girls were shrieking in the corner of the room as they tried to rub soap into each other's hair. Lauren smiled, and peering through the steam recognised Ruth and Alysia who had become very good friends in recent months. Ruth deftly moved to position herself behind Alysia with her arms around her waist, and rubbed a soapy hand across her face. Alysia screamed with delight as they fought. As Lauren watched, she realised that the whole class was growing up quickly, including herself, making the transition from childhood into womanhood. Whereas a year ago there were only a handful of girls who showed signs of development, all the girls in her class were now blossoming. The two girls continued to laugh and fool around. Lauren noticed that they both had pendulous breasts that swayed and bounced as they frolicked in the spray. As she continued to stare, she realised that she had been watching Ruth's hands roaming over her friend's breasts. She was unsure whether the girls were aware of being watched, but Lauren was slowly coming to the conclusion that while their movements would have been considered horseplay a year ago, it could only be described as mild petting now. Lauren turned quickly towards the wall as a million thoughts raced through her mind. She lathered up her hands and soaped herself under her arms, then reached up high to the shower head and to allow the water to rinse her off. Glancing at the two in the corner again for an instant, Lauren caught a glimpse of a hand between Ruth's legs moving quickly backwards and forwards. Ruth had closed her eyes and held firmly onto the wall. Unable to contain her curiosity, Lauren turned her back to the shower, and ran the bar of soap across her legs while surreptitiously watching the action in the corner, convinced by now that the mystery hand between Ruth's legs belonged to Alysia. The clouds of steam lent a surreal backdrop to the performance, as the girl's activities drifted in and out of focus while the showers hissed. As the water rinsed Lauren's legs, she took the bar of soap and let it lazily slide over the contours of her breasts. Unconsciously, she paid special attention to her nipples, running the corner of the bar of soap around them in small, firm circles. Her nipples responded, hardening and crowning her delicate breasts. Alysia's hand was moving more rapidly now, and Ruth gripped the shower head for support, giving her breasts a classic shape and preventing them from swinging so violently. The steam momentarily parted and gave Lauren a startling view of a number of soapy fingers flashing in and out of Alysia's vagina. As the picture faded back into steam, she saw Ruth's mouth slowly open and heard a low moan from the corner as though she had been hit in the stomach. As Lauren's young mind analysed the information she had gathered, another part of her was more concerned with mimicking the action she had observed, and her hand had now found it's way from her breasts to between her own legs which were parted further than necessary for standing up in the shower. Again, she used the corner of the soap to massage her vagina, while her thumb trailed behind adding further assistance, the whole action causing her to lean forward slightly. The outer lips of her vulva soon parted and bubbles of soap ran along the delightful virgin skin. With the middle finger of her right hand, she ran over her wispy pubic hair and down along the length of her slit, exploring and probing as her clitoris became enlarged and stood to attention. Lauren felt bubbling activity inside her stomach and slightly light-headed. With unconscious abandon, her middle finger slipped into her tight little hole up to the second knuckle while the palm of her hand rubbed over her clit. Slowly, she extracted the finger and marveled in the pleasure that emanated from within her pussy. While she had experimented before to this degree there was something intangible this afternoon that added an extra dimension of intensity. As her actions became more confident, her pussy lips fought to retain their hold on her finger each time she pulled it out, giving up their little prisoner with increasing reluctance. Her anus joined in the celebration, squeezing tightly in a seemingly random manner. "Clean enough down there for you, is it Lauren?" said Anke as she moved under the adjoining shower. "What? Oh, er, really hot games today" said Lauren, fumbling with the soap. "Yeah, I caught the tail end of their act too. Not the first time you know" she said with an air of confidentiality. "Oh, I wasn't watching, just dreaming". "Whatever" said Anke, grabbing a bar of soap as she turned her back to Lauren. Regaining some of her composure she left the showers, took her towel from the hook, and skirted around the ever-watchful Miss Connely. She was aware of an unusually warm glow between her legs, and determined that as soon as she had the chance, she would play with herself and a bar of soap again. She returned to the bench and stood with her right leg on the seat, toweling herself as she replayed the action in her mind. Only as she dried between her legs did she realise that she was still very aroused, and immediately brought her leg back to the floor to preserve her modesty. Confused, Lauren reached for her white knickers in the pile of clothes and quickly stepped into them and pulled them up. It sounded like Ruth and Alysia were still fooling around as a cheer went up from the shower area. Lauren remembered that she had promised to invite Nikki for tea at her house, so she hurriedly slipped her blouse on and did the buttons up. She checked the waistband of her knickers to ensure she had not put them on the wrong way round, and sat down on the edge of the bench to pull on her white socks. She stuffed her bra into her skirt pocket and pulled her skirt up, zipping it at the side. Finally, she jumped into her shoes, grabbed her towel and school bag, and flew out the door. Turning left into the main corridor she breathed in the fresh, cool air. Lauren pulled off the elastic band holding her hair and let the brown locks fall over her shoulders. She took a hairbrush from her bag and quickly ran it through her hair giving it some semblance of order even though the ends were still wet. Her pleasure from the anticipated meeting was evident as she jumped over a small wall surrounding a formal flower bed. As she landed, she again thought that she must have dressed upside down or inside out or something, but decided it could wait until later. End of Chapter 1 Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (2a/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 17 Jul 1997 16:42:32 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 2a Nikki was leaning against the wall of the school just outside the gates, watching the traffic coming up the hill from the bus stop. As Lauren approached, Nikki smiled and started to walk slowly down the hill waiting for Lauren to catch up. From behind, Nikki looked like another average schoolgirl, with flat black shoes and socks that should have been pulled up to her knees. Her legs had more shape than Lauren's, but were shorter, giving Lauren a height advantage of a couple of inches. Nikki's blonde hair was parted in the middle with a fringe over her eyes, falling loosely either side of her head and down to her shoulder blades. As Lauren caught up with her, she noted that Nikki's breasts were at least a couple of inches larger than her own, and could recall that the last time they had been in the showers they certainly wobbled a little. Her face was impish, cute and rounded with a small nose and bright blue eyes. And in a similar fashion to Lauren, she was only average in the beauty stakes. "What kept you, I thought you were just behind me?" said Nikki loudly. "Hey Nik, you'll never guess what, it was so weird" whispered Lauren, looking furtively about her. "Tell me, tell me" said Nikki, genuinely excited. Given Lauren's usual inability to be the harbinger of gossip, this had to be world- class. And so Lauren recounted the story of Ruth and Alysia in the showers (although she would only say at first that it was two girls until Nikki demanded the truth), and mentioned that it seemed that they were enjoying themselves. Lauren continued the story with the arrival of Anke, and explained that there had been some misunderstanding about her washing herself. "Hey, what's the big deal? So you did it in the showers, everyone's doing it somewhere or other, stupid!" said Nikki treating her expose as an enormous joke. Lauren didn't try and argue that it was a misunderstanding; Nikki knew her too well and Lauren realised that there was no sense prolonging the facade, so she just turned to Nikki and grinned wickedly at her. Nikki smiled and nudged her in the ribs like a fellow conspirator as they turned to walk side by side to the bus stop. Lauren felt a mixture of relief and excitement. She was surprised that not only did Nikki confirm that she played with herself, but that she thought everyone else did as well. On balance she felt that more experimentation in the bath tonight was called for in the name of self- awareness. As she reflected on the nature of the conversation with Nikki and her light treatment of the subject, she couldn't help wondering why she hadn't talked to Nikki about it before, if it wasn't such a big deal. It would certainly be easier to talk to her than her mother. On balance, she considered herself very lucky to have such a vivacious and mischievous friend as Nikki. "Oh, and I think I have some of my clothes on inside out, I feel strange" mentioned Lauren as they arrived at the newsagents. "Hang on, I need to get a mag for my mum, come on", she said, pulling Nikki into the shop. "Where do you feel strange? Perhaps you've got your period" said Nikki, taking down a men's magazine from the shelf behind the stationery and books. "It was last week. Hey, you can't look at that!" squealed Lauren, grabbing the magazine. She reached up to replace it on the shelf, causing four or five others to fall from the top shelf to the floor. Hurriedly, she gathered them together as she blushed profusely, feeling the eyes of other shoppers on her as she squatted on the floor. She stood, showed a copy of "Metrofile" to the curious girl beyond the counter and offered her the correct money. Leaving the shop, they crossed the road and leaned against the bus stop. The daily ritual of traveling by bus meant that they only had two minutes to wait and then a twenty minute ride as the bus looped around the village before crossing the valley and heading back up the hill to where both Lauren and Nikki lived. They boarded the bus and made their way to the back seat as usual, sat down and flicked through the magazine until they found the problem page. Silence reigned as the two girls read about a woman whose husband wanted her to invite friends to their house to watch them have sex. One paragraph that received prolonged attention was concerned with how her husband wished his wife to masturbate him, including orally. Lauren and Nikki were delighted that the letter contained graphic detail of what the husband wanted her to do. "Can you imagine, having sex while people are holding you? I wonder what it's like?" whispered Nikki, rhetorically. "Come on, next, next!" answered Lauren, turning the page. The next letter was a long one from a young girl in university who wanted to know why she had started her course a virgin and now felt it was compulsory to have sex with as many different boys as possible. The girl was sure that her requirements were abnormal and went on to say that she didn't think she ever orgasmed. "Did you orgasm in the showers?" inquired Nikki nonchalantly. "Of course not, I told you". "Hey, relax, you would know if you have. I know I haven't ever, not if it's like it is in the films." Now this was news to Lauren which needed investigating, but today was getting out of hand and making Lauren nervous. Her calm little world of day-dreaming had been shattered by revelations and conversations that were both graphic and personal. On the one hand, she felt uneasy with herself and on the other she felt reassured that Nikki was there to defend her emotions as required. The warm glow from between her legs convinced her that further investigation was warranted. "What are you talking about now?" asked Lauren nervously, staring at the magazine. "I was helping Dad clear up after a convention had rented out most of the hotel, and I found a dirty film in one of the VCR's that the guests can rent. I've seen it." Nikki mimicked one of the actors by licking her lips and squeezing her breasts together. "Tell me. Now!" insisted Lauren, giggling at Nikki's acting as she shook her arm. For the remainder of the journey, Nikki related the contents of the film in almost the right order, leaving out some of the action that she found difficult to explain or where she thought that Lauren wouldn't believe her. At the end of the ride, Lauren's knickers had a tell-tale damp patch as a measure of the potency of Nikki's narrative. The bus pulled up about one hundred meters from Lauren's chalet- style house, and the girls walked up the hill. The house stood back from the road, with a line of fir trees forming a border around the side of the ornate garden. The roof overhung the three floors by several feet, with it's ornately carved and gaily painted woodwork typical of the area. A wooden balcony stretched around two sides of the house on the uppermost floor. The red-framed windows had contrasting black and white wooden shutters either side. A small pathway led from the low garden gate up the back door on the right hand side of the building. By this time, Lauren had decided that she had to get out of these clothes and find out what was annoying her as the feeling was becoming a nuisance. She opened the back door with her key and passed through the kitchen into the stone-floored hallway. Traditional carvings hung on the facing wall with a large formal mirror at head height. The wood-covered walls made the room dark and the large light hanging from the ceiling was required most of the day. To the left of the hallway were the stairs to the bedrooms, bathroom and toilet while further at the end was the entrance to the lounge. Visitors could hardly miss the ornate gilt-framed photographs on the hallway walls of Lauren and Mike from early ages, playing on the mountainside and paddling in the freezing cold lakes. Lauren wished they could be exchanged for something, even more recent ones. But her mother always said that they were both such sweeties at that age, and the photos were her treasures. Lauren bellowed "Mum" at the top of her voice making Nikki jump. They received no reply. "Good, should be a note from her about tea somewhere. Whenever they collect Mike at the end of term they're always really late", said Lauren looking around. Both girls dumped their schoolbags on the floor, and went back into the kitchen. Lauren left the magazine on the table for Nikki to read and found her mothers note stuck on the `fridge. In summary, it warned against opening the door to strangers, had emergency phone numbers, return times that night, and finally a request to take something from the freezer and heat it in the microwave. Lauren left the note with Nikki and went upstairs. Nikki filled the kettle and plugged it into the wall socket. She could hear Lauren walking along the landing above and into her bedroom. Just as Nikki flicked the switch on the wall, an almighty scream filled the house, followed by another and another. Then sobbing. End of Chapter 2a Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (2b/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 17 Jul 1997 16:44:43 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 2b Nikki raced out of the kitchen and bounded up the stairs three at a time. She burst into Lauren's bedroom to find her face down on her yellow bedspread, sobbing into her pillow. Nikki noted that she had all her clothes on (minus her shoes) and there seemed to be no obvious reason for her bewildered state. Nikki looked across the bed and noted that the yellow curtains round the window were open. The white dressing table, desk and bookcase around the room were all in order. The top drawer of her four drawer chest was open, revealing her collection of underwear. "Lori, what the hell's wrong? Speak to me!" "Claudette" was the only response in between sobs. Nikki could see tears running down Lauren's cheek. She sat down on the edge of the bed and put her hand on Lauren's back. Nikki knew only too well of the simmering feud between the two girls, but didn't understand how Claudette could have hurt her in her own bedroom. She looked down at the pale pink carpet around the bed as if expecting a letter, or a dead cat or some other token of her affection, but there was nothing except scattered make-up, magazines and a couple of T-shirts. There was apparently nothing unusual to be seen at all although Nikki had often joked that some of the posters of pop groups on the walls could have been changed for this year's. Nikki's hand gently brushed her cheek. The sobbing subsided slowly as she ran her hand through Lauren's hair. Lauren raised her head and rested it on Nikki's lap, allowing a tide of tears to trickle onto her skirt. "The little shit put gum in my knickers, it's everywhere!" moaned Lauren. Nikki looked down to Lauren's skirt and couldn't see anything. "I can't get my knickers off because of the stupid gum. That cow is going to die for this." screamed Lauren. Nikki had never seen her so angry, and maintained a look of grave concern on her face. Inwardly, she thought it was a clever prank that she would have to remember. "What are you going to do? You'll have to get cleaned up somehow. How much is there?" said Nikki hoping to get a rational answer. "How much can she get in her fat mouth? It's the size of the goddamn Eiger!" shouted Lauren. And with that, the clouds lifted and the tears slowly subsided to a drizzle - at least enough for Lauren to look up at Nikki and smile. "Is it really everywhere? I mean, is it on your blouse and skirt as well?". "No, I don't think so" said Lauren as she looked down at her clothes. "I hate that fat bitch! I really, really hate her!" "OK, so take off your other clothes before it gets on them as well. Then we'll think about your knickers". Lauren was suprised by Nikki's authoritative tone and the assumption that this was going to be a joint venture. However, there was some logic to what she said and there was nothing new in being half dressed in front of Nikki. Lauren sat up on the bed and undid the buttons on her blouse and let it fall, making no attempt to cover her naked breasts from the gaze of Nikki who remained sitting on the edge of the bed. As she sniffed loudly, she knelt on the bed and unzipped her skirt, rolling onto her back so she could get it down her legs and off. She then sat up again with her legs curled under her and looked at Nikki. "Now what, then?" "I don't know, let's have a look. Stand up" said Nikki, as she sat with both legs over the side of the bed with Lauren between her knees. Nikki took hold of the elastic waistband of her little friend's knickers and slowly pulled down. Whining sounds and the look on Lauren's face confirmed that the gum had well and truly stuck to her knickers and the small patch of pubic hair just above her pussy. Nikki looked up at Lauren knowingly. "We'll have to cut the material off, then get rid of the gum with a razor. Let's go to the bathroom, there must be something there that your Dad uses" said Nikki, getting up off the bed. "Are you crazy? cried Lauren in astonishment. She shook her head and looked down at Nikki, thinking hard about the suggestion. Again, there was logic in the idea, but having someone, even Nikki, so close to her pussy, not just touching, smelling and probing but being able to see inside and change the appearance of her most personal and private place was the most outrageous proposal. Lauren thought quickly, hoping that there was a more palatable solution to her dilemma. Eventually, Nikki's obvious care and concern for her friend persuaded Lauren that on balance, she should agree - at least until it became too embarrassing. As she arrived at the conclusion, a genuine warmth was born inside Lauren for her friend, and she looked on her with a new degree of friendship. The image of schoolgirl chum and giggling little classmate diminished as one of companion and fellow teenager of the world took its place. Lauren wanted to hug Nikki, but chose to refrain, at least until this was over. "Any better ideas? Perhaps your Mum could do it, or maybe your Dad?" joked Nikki, taking her hand as she moved towards the bathroom. "Come on, I've used a razor before on my armpits, it's no sweat" said Nikki, confidently marching out of the room. Lauren followed reluctantly, pleased to have had the decision made for her but apprehensive about Nikki's ability with a razor. "Where do you keep the scissors, and what about your Dad's shaving cream?". "The scissors will be in the kitchen" replied Lauren as she reached the top of the stairs. "I'll get them and bring the coffee up. My Dad uses an electric razor so he doesn't have shaving cream, but I think he's got some razors for emergencies in the bathroom cabinet. Have a look" "Lori, try and find some cream then down there" shouted Nikki as Lauren disappeared down the stairs and into the kitchen. Lauren had to search a couple of drawers before she found the large blue scissors that were kept for domestic use. She remembered there were some nail scissors in the bathroom if they needed them as well. Lauren took two cups off the hooks under the cupboard and switched the kettle on again to make coffee. The chewing gum was beginning to hurt now, and was no doubt responsible for the itch between her legs. Lauren sat on one of the kitchen bar stools while waiting for the kettle to boil, one foot dangling towards the floor while the other was pulled up onto the chair, giving her a good view of the problem area and some room to scratch. She leaned back onto the kitchen worktop and rubbed her vagina with her hand through her knickers, trying to reduce the itching. She concluded after a minute or two that it was only rubbing the gum deeper into her pubic hair, so she crossed her legs tightly and tried to forget about it. She ran her hands over her breasts, feeling the tightness of the young nipples that perked up in response to her attention. She smiled naughtily as she ran her finger lightly around each breast, noting the warm feeling inside as she massaged the little mounds. She hadn't really thought about wandering around the kitchen in just her knickers in broad daylight. She glanced out into the back garden to confirm that nobody was there, and looked through the backdoor window. She wondered if she had seen a curtain move in the Renzer's house, but there was certainly nobody was there now. That would have given the neighbours something to talk about, seeing a teenage girl with only her knickers and socks on in the kitchen apparently playing with herself. She hoped to see the children next door, Rebecca and Stefan, during the summer holidays because they had a pool in their garden which she had enjoyed when the previous owners lived there last year. Mum and Dad kept saying that they should make an effort to get to know the neighbours once they have settled in. Lauren opened the fridge and took out a can of pressurized cream just as the kettle clicked off. She returned to the bathroom with two cups of coffee, the scissors and the cold can of cream to find Nikki sitting on the edge of the bath. She had placed a towel on the woodwork that surrounded the half-full basin, and had obviously found two or three disposable razors as they were floating aimlessly waiting for action. Nikki directed Lauren to sit up next to the basin, and positioned her so that her right leg dangled over the edge, and the other (after some experimentation) was pulled up onto the woodwork, much like the position she had adopted in the kitchen earlier. Nikki took the scissors, and after exchanging glances, cut the material at its thinnest points at her hips, allowing the underwear to fly apart, leaving a small heap of cloth in Lauren's lap. "I hate her, you know. I'm going to get her back for this!" said Lauren, the words hissing between her clenched teeth. It was now easy to see the way that the gum had adhered to the inside of her knickers and her dusky pubic hair. Tugging gently at the material, Nikki was able to pull another inch away from Lauren's vagina before Lauren's hand on her shoulder told her that this was becoming too painful for her friend. "OK, I think we'll have to cut from here" said Nikki, snipping off the material below her pussy that wasn't stuck too badly. This left a small patch of white cloth between Nikki and the very center of Lauren's sex, giving Nikki a close-up view of the rising mound of her vagina. Nikki looked closely, and noticed the little valley between her pussy lips through the material. If Nikki had really looked even more closely, she would have seen a small damp spot towards the bottom of the cloth, confirming that while Lauren had superficial control of her emotions, other forces inside her had a different agenda. Nikki inhaled the sweet stickiness of the chewing gum wafting up from her warm pussy until she realised that she had been staring at her friends pubic area without doing anything for rather too long. She was about the take hold of the material when Lauren tilted Nikki's face upwards to look at her, pushing back her friends hair out of her sweet face and behind her ear in the gentlest of manners. "Be careful. I don't .. " Lauren trailed off. She didn't know if she wanted to make light of the situation with a joke or say thank you for being here to help or whatever. Nikki stood up straight and leaning forward, kissed Lauren lightly on the forehead. Nikki smiled and crouched back down to resume her work. She rested her left arm on top of Lauren's leg so that she could hold the cloth and scissors without tiring too much. Starting at the top, she pulled gently at the cloth, snipping between her knickers and Lauren's skin, releasing a little each time. After a few seconds, Nikki could clearly see that Lauren's pussy had opened to reveal the pink folds of her inner lips with the hood of her clitoris standing slightly proud above her young virgin tunnel. After a couple more cuts about half of the material had been removed, and Nikki was well aware of the young dusky scent coming from between Lauren's legs. Whether this was as a result of her escapade in the showers, or their discussions about the problem page, or Nikki's tale of the erotic video or Nikki's ministrations or even a culmination of all was hard to tell. However, Nikki was quite sure that Lauren was aware of the view she presented to her friend, and decided that she would make this experience one of the utmost pleasure, making up for the discomfort and embarrassment that she had been forced to suffer that afternoon. Nikki moved her left hand down so that her fingers moved over Lauren's clitoris and into the ever-widening valley between her moist lips. She kept her fingers there while pretending to attack a particularly stubborn lump of gum. Lauren stiffened noticeably, involuntarily increasing her grip on Nikki's shoulder. Nikki quickly decided that there was still some work to be done, and that sitting up there beside the bathroom sink was not the place for a girl's first orgasm. Snipping more quickly now, she moved her hands back to the cloth and had the whole piece off within a minute. "There, that wasn't too bad, was it? Now I'll get rid of the rest and you'll be back to normal. Coffee time, I think," said Nikki, offering one of the mugs to Lauren. They drank in silence, remaining in their respective positions. Lauren noticed that she could clearly see Nikki's nipples through her school blouse, and was convinced that she had not seen them in such an aroused state since they had both played with each other's breasts last summer. The thought vanished from her mind as Nikki started to shake up the can of pasteurised cream. Nikki squirted a little onto her hand and rubbed the cream over the patch of stubble above Lauren's vagina, noticing to her satisfaction that her state of arousal had reduced while they had coffee. "Hey, that's cold!" With a smile, Nikki used the tips of her fingers to massage the cream over Lauren's pussy lips and down towards her anus, bringing her fingers back again between her pussy lips and up to Lauren's mouth. "Have a taste" said Nikki, enticing Lauren with a mischievous smile. Lauren's tongue slowly curved up as she lowered her head towards the cream-covered hand and licked Nikki's middle finger, from the bottom to the top, to the bottom, and then all around as she took it in her mouth. Once the finger was cleaned of cream, Lauren leaned back on the medicine cabinet and giggled in an almost drunken fashion. "Oh God, this is so ...." She smiled, her head inclined slightly to the right as she looked at Nikki through half open eyes. Nikki sprayed a little more cream and administered it to the stubble again. Taking one of the razors from the sink in her right hand, she checked Lauren's posture. She was still sitting approximately how she had been earlier, but Nikki pushed her left foot tightly in against her bottom to make sure that she had the best possible access to her vagina and the patch of cream that seemed to have covered much more skin than necessary. Lauren's right leg continued to dangle over the edge of the surface, while she propped herself up with her right hand, and again placed her left hand on Nikki's shoulder. With a cautious sweep from left to right, she removed a swathe of cream and a little of the stubble. Lauren was pleased to note a number of things, namely that she still had two legs, she hadn't screamed and that the razor seemed to have cut through cleanly. Nikki continued for a couple more strokes until the majority of the upper stubble had been removed. She rinsed the razor in the basin and stood up to survey the scene. It looked as one would have expected. There was a very young girl with a happy face, beautiful breasts, sitting by the sink, legs apart with her vagina covered in dairy cream. Nikki saw Lauren looking down at the area where her pubic hair had been, and noted the sweet face with such a look of innocence in her eyes. The little mound of cream over the entrance to her vagina looked so inviting, and Nikki felt her own body trembling slightly as Lauren again ran a finger through the cream and tasted it with her tongue. She would have loved to do the same, but there first came a real test of dexterity where she had to shave the tiny amount of hair that usually covered the upper reaches of her young pussy. Changing razors, she bent down and pulled Lauren's left pussy lip across her moist tunnel entrance using the thumb and forefinger of her left hand at the bottom and top. Slowly, she ran the razor down shaving the lip and turning it at the bottom, shaved her inner leg. She repeated the process for the other lip. Taking a flannel, she rang out the warm water and very gently placed it over Lauren's vagina. "Hold that in place. Go and lie on you bed and I'll finish it off and clean you up", she said, watching Lauren's little bottom wiggle as she left the room. Nikki took a towel and placed it on the worktop. She opened the medicine cabinet and helped herself to some small scissors and a bottle of Baby Oil, wrapping them in the towel. She went quickly next door to the toilet, and lifting her skirt, pulled down her knickers and sat on the toilet. Looking down, she could see a large damp patch in the gusset, evidence of her afternoon of fun. She took the Baby Oil and dispensed the smallest amount onto her fingers, guiding them to her pussy and around her clitoris. She wiped her fingers on the toilet roll, flushed the toilet and left with her toys. She found Lauren lying face up on her bed wearing a new blouse although she had not bothered to fasten the buttons. The fading sunlight of the early evening flooded the room, causing Lauren's tan to be contrasted even more strongly by the whiteness of her blouse. Her small breasts caused the material to rise slightly either side, and her left nipple was just visible underneath the fabric. Her legs stretched to the end of the bed, with her hairless pubic mound between them beckoning invitingly. Lauren's head was inclined towards the door, her lips were parted in the beginnings of a smile and her eyes looked longingly at her best friend. Nikki placed her towel on the bed and sat on the side as she had done less than an hour ago, facing Lauren. Glancing at her bedside table, Nikki was pleased to see that her small torch was as usual resting on a shelf. "I'm going to make sure that all the little bits have gone, then I think we had better make sure that when I put your knickers back on they won't irritate you", said Nikki, glancing up and down Lauren's body. Her gaze rested on the hairless vagina of her friend, and moving Lauren's legs across to the far side of the bed, indicated that she wanted to lie down alongside her to get a closer view. Lauren lifted her bottom off the bed, pushing her pubic mound way into the air (and much higher than necessary) and then let herself down again, giving Nikki enough room to join her on the bed. She guessed correctly that Lauren's sole purpose for the rest of the evening was to reach orgasm - a desire that was growing into an obsession as evidenced by the natural parting of her outer lips and the display of her pretty pinkness. A copious quantity of lubrication had already seeped out of her pussy, glistening in the evening sun. Taking the torch, Nikki bent Lauren's legs and pulled her knees apart. She flicked the switch on the torch, took hold of the small scissors and positioned her head between Lauren's legs so that Lauren had to put her right leg over Nikki's shoulder. She trained the torch on her newly shaved pussy, noting that in fact she had done a remarkably good job. There was no chewing gum to be seen, but she had missed some small hairs above Lauren's clitoris, which were easily accessible thanks to her aroused state. Moving Lauren's right outer lip to the side, she gently snipped a couple of hairs, making a few little noises to ensure that Lauren appreciated the effort involved while preparing her for the stimulation that she was about to receive. "There are some tiny bits of gum that we ought to get rid of if possible. Hang on, I'll see what I can do" lied Nikki, putting the scissors out of the way. Very lightly, and very slowly, she ran her middle finger along the outside of her labia, caressing gently her inner thighs, teasing with the suggestion of more intimate caresses to follow. Down the right hand side and up the left, then around the bottom. Nikki repeated the movement a number of times, until she was both convinced that Lauren's orgasm was gathering momentum and that Lauren realised that this was pure sexual arousal rather than anything to do with the gum anymore. Lauren indeed understood what was happening, and her senses focused on the light touch of Nikki's young fingers as she caressed the smooth skin of her inner thighs. Her vagina felt heavenly as she anticipated that longed for touch between her legs. The fingers drifted slowly closer, moving from her thighs to just above her clitoris, moving so gently around the outside of her pussy as Nikki teased, aroused and excited her, promising to touch her very centre in a way that nobody had ever touched her before. Lauren thought she would scream any minute as her need to feel Nikki's fingers on her swollen clitoris overtook all rationality she may have possessed. She moved her whole body forward to engage her fingers only to sense Nikki move out of the way, prolonging her foreplay as she began to tremble slightly, her legs wobbling as her stomach fluttered delightfully. Nikki watched as Lauren raised her legs, desperate for deeper stimulation as she pulled her knees towards her chest. Nikki reached beside Lauren for the Baby Oil and flipped the cap. She let a small quantity drop onto the fingers of her right hand. Resuming her position, she pulled the hood of her clitoris up and exposed the little bud in all its splendor. She allowed a drop to fall over it and again, delicately, massaged all around it. Taking a few more drops, Nikki ensured that both inner lips were coated in the magic potion causing them to glint in the torch light. Slowly, but absolutely surely by now, Nikki inserted her index finger between the folds of skin into her vagina, causing Lauren's legs to tremble once again and move together. She withdrew her finger and again returned to massaging her, waiting to discover whether this was either a shock or a moment of intense pleasure. "Nik, something's.....God, I feel so trembly..." Nikki discovered a small, young hand exploring the area just above her own knee. Nikki bent her right leg, allowing instant access to the knickers inside her open skirt. She took the wandering hand and pulled it gently up, allowing Lauren to feel the wetness from her vagina, and run a finger between her own labia to give a sense of her arousal. Shortly, she kissed Lauren above her pussy and slid her legs around so that she was sitting facing Lauren, directly between her legs and out of the reach of Lauren. Nikki reached over Lauren's head, took a pillow and placed it doubled up under Lauren's bottom. This extra-exposed view afforded all the access she needed. Lubricating her right hand again, she placed her left hand on the top of Lauren's pubic mound, and gently, slowly, inserted two oil-covered fingers into the depths of Lauren's pussy, this time pushing firmly all the way until her little finger lay along the hot sweet valley of Lauren's young pussy. Lauren let out a gargled groan as new sensations flooded her body, registering the two fingers exploring deep inside her pussy. Nikki was convinced that Lauren needed very little artificial lubrication, given the thick, slick tunnel that she had encountered. With all the thoughtfulness of the caring child that she was, she allowed Lauren to grow accustomed to the sensations between her legs, before pushing slightly harder into her, increasing the rate of stroking with her fingers as she employed her other hand over her engorged clitoris. Nikki marveled at the tightness of her pussy, and the grip on her fingers on every stroke, which coincided with a now regular moan from Lauren. Slowly, she withdrew her slippery fingers and took a swollen outer lip between her thumb and finger, running up and down the length of it. She swapped to the other lip, gently squeezing as Lauren twitched on her bed. Looking up at Lauren, she saw her running the palms of her hands over her breasts, tweaking the nipples occasionally and massaging the small cones in fevered activity. Her face was contorted seemingly in pain, possibly because she felt she might not achieve orgasm, but hopefully because the feeling of lust and sexual abandon had now swept away her modesty, inhibitions and reserve in a tide of unbridled desire for release. Nikki slipped two fingers back inside her young friend as they both reveled in the new experience. Nikki took a good look at Lauren's vagina, the position of her little brown hole, and the secret folds of skin that were now fully exposed to her view. Lauren raised her bottom in time with Nikki, and although the syncronisation was (as to be expected from two young schoolgirls for the first time) less than perfect, the effect when they did connect served to provide deep penetration inside Lauren's pussy. Nikki looked down at her fingers moving quickly in and out of her friend, and parted her own legs in sympathy for her own pent-up desires. She felt the walls of Lauren's vagina suddenly relax and then contract just as Lauren screwed up her eyes and brought her hands from her breasts down in between her legs to rest the palms of her hands either side of her virgin pussy. Lauren grabbed her feet and pulled them wide and back above her body, in the process giving Nikki maximum room to administer her therapy. Lauren's thrusting was curtailed by her position, but her whimpering gave Nikki the timing cue she needed, understanding from her own efforts how close her friend must be at that moment. Deciding to take her the rest of the way, she increased the depth and rate of her finger fucking, turning her fingers on the way in and out to stimulate every conceivable surface inside her beautiful friend. "Oh, Jeeze!..... Something's going to happen!" panted Lauren, a look of shock across her sweaty face. She bucked violently on top of the pillow, pushing herself high off the bed, maximising the power of the thrusting fingers that penetrated her. Sensing the final hill, Nikki pushed deep into her and put her free hand underneath her bottom, grabbing her cheeks while she maintained her rate of finger fucking, pushing hard on each down stroke to enter as far as possible. Lauren started to say something, but no words followed, even though Nikki could see she was trying to speak. Her orgasm engulfed her as she felt the walls of her vagina pulsing and gripping the fingers rhythmically at first, giving way to random seizures of pleasure in sympathy with contractions of her vagina. After what seemed like eternity, Lauren exhaled loudly and took in a deep breath, releasing her vice-like grip on her feet and allowing her knees to bend slightly into a more relaxed position. Nikki slowly removed her fingers, and helped Lauren to lower her legs onto the bed. She then pushed Lauren onto her side and arranged her in a fetal position. Laying now the correct way on the bed, she maneuvered herself alongside and put her right arm around her waist. Nikki kissed the back of her head and pulled Lauren tightly to her, cupping her right breast. A feint smile passed across Lauren's lips as she drifted into the arms of Morpheus. End of Chapter 2b Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (3-4/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 17 Jul 1997 16:46:30 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 3 It was over an hour before Lauren woke up, finding Nikki still cuddling her and breathing gently. She carefully moved her arm, and slid off the bed. From a drawer she took a pair of knickers and slowly pulled them up and into place. She was relieved to discover that there was no particular pain or chaffing as she could have expected. She buttoned up her blouse, picked up her skirt off the floor and made her way to the bathroom. Nikki had evidently cleaned up before they went into the bedroom as it was perfectly neat and tidy. Lauren was aware that while she could feel her now hairless pussy, she really wanted to know what it looked like. The bathroom afforded no means of discovery, and so she padded out down the passageway into her parents room. The largest bedroom was also the brightest, and even in the late evening sun was bright enough for her purposes without switching on the light. Lauren walked across to the wardrobe and looked at her image in the big mirror that covered one of the doors. As she parted her legs she concluded that superficially there was no difference in her appearance. She watched her right hand move across her stomach and down between her legs, searching for any new feelings or sensations that might be found as a result of her misfortunes. Lauren considered that she was very lucky to have been able to get rid of the gum so quickly, but even as this thought passed through her mind, her attention was grabbed forcefully by the `apres-shave' that had taken place with Nikki. There was definitely, in her mind, some rationalisation that was required with respect to their love-making. While for someone ten years older the act of masturbating with a friend would have been a major turning point in that persons life, Lauren had no such considerations. She knew that other school friends were doing something similar, and moreover, there was no long-term agenda attached to their playing. And so her feelings towards Nikki were separated from the afternoon activities they had enjoyed and Lauren felt inwardly reassured that she was simply growing up rather than embarking on a course into dangerous territory. Lauren put her thumbs into the sides of her knickers and pulled them down. She kicked them over into the corner of the room, and sat down in front of the mirror. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating her legs and providing her with a perfect opportunity to view Nikki's efforts. She bent her legs and parting them to expose her vagina, put her feet up against the mirror and leaned back on her left hand. Strangely, the first thing that Lauren noticed was that she had a freckle just above her clitoris. She rubbed her thumb over it and proved to herself that it was real. Looking at the view in it's entirety caused her to grin widely. What a fabulous sight she thought, noting that yet again, her pink inner lips were pushing their way out allowing a view of the inverted V of the hood over her clitoris. Lauren noted that there was probably some of the Baby Oil inside her as it glistened still in the sunlight. As she ran her finger over her inner lips, she quickly gasped. Lauren realised that she was a little tender. Lauren dressed and went back into her own bedroom to find Nikki still asleep, but now curled up tightly facing away from her. She put her hand on her thigh and gave her a little shake. Nikki stirred, and rolled over onto her back. Lauren didn't bother to move her hand, which was now in between Nikki's legs. Nikki slowly opened her eyes and smiled at Lauren. She followed Lauren downstairs into the kitchen, noting that it was now seven o'clock. "What are you doing tomorrow evening?" asked Nikki as she took plates from the cupboard. Lauren was reading the instructions on the microwave packet for their meal that she had taken from the freezer. "Don't know, nothing much. I expect I'll talk to Mike and find out what he's been doing. After all, I only see him when he comes home for the school holidays, and we had quite a good laugh last time he was here at Easter". Lauren remembered that they had exchanged confidences about their loves (he had many, and Lauren had none) and Lauren had felt that at last she could now talk to Mike without him treating her like his baby sister. Lauren was also pretty sure that Nikki had designs on her brother after the looks that passed between them the day they met. As Lauren mentally ran through her Friday schedule, it suddenly dawned on her. "Oh Shit, I've got that doctor's check-thing!" squealed Lauren, frozen to the spot. "So what, we've all got to have them" replied Nikki. Half the class had already visited the local clinic for their pre-teen well-woman checkup which had been mandated as part of the area's health policy. "Yeah, but how do I explain what's happened down here?" said Lauren, pointing to her skirt. "Relax, just say you are on the swim team, or gymnastics or something. That's what Elena did!" offered Nikki in a tone that assumed there was nothing left to discuss. "How do you know she said that? I didn't hear about it. Do you think they will believe me?" "Of course. And what if they don't, they can't do anything, can they?" answered Nikki as she laid the table, clearly amused at Lauren's concern about her unavoidable denouement at the hands of the local doctor. Lauren silently ran through the possible scenarios and her responses to awkward questions. She decided that if asked she would say that she was on the swim team and leave it at that. Dismissing further thoughts from her mind, she served the meal and the two girls sat down to eat. There was no mention about their previous intimacy, and the main topic of conversation concerned Lauren's forthcoming day as bridesmaid to the girl who used to be the household baby-sitter, AnneMarie. They discussed dresses and styles, and eventually determined that it was worth a visit to Interlaken to choose a suitable pattern. The dress itself would be made by a friend of Lauren's mother, Kristal. After the meal Nikki asked if she could be excused the washing up and leave for her house. Lauren was happy to let her friend off the chores and the two girls hugged each other on the doorstep. Lauren lightly kissed Nikki on the forehead and whispered `Thank You' as they parted. Her kitchen duties only took a few minutes, and Lauren then went back upstairs into her bedroom with her mothers magazine to prepare for a bath. Stripping off all her clothes she raised her hands above her head and stretched. In the bathroom, she ran the water and added some essence to provide a soothing scent and a great deal of bubbles. She lay down in the water for a few minutes, relaxing with her eyes closed and running through the evenings events. There were aspects of their intimacy that she found very suprising, not least that she had allowed it to happen, but secondly that she had enjoyed it so much. The warm water, bubbles and her thoughts all served to content her to the point that if she had been a cat, she would have purred loudly. Stirring from her reverie, she opened the magazine and continued to read about the problems that afflicted, it seemed, every reader of the publication. Of particular interest was the article from a woman who complained about the taste of her husbands cum, and her nervousness about allowing him to come in her mouth. The article explained that the husband came all over her face, hair and breasts, which was not a problem. But for Lauren, this was a revelation in that she had heard that boys produced a lot of sticky stuff when they orgasmed, but she was unaware that it could be so much. She also gleaned from the story the methods the woman used to bring her husband to climax and the most sensitive areas of his cock. Her thoughts drifted back to Mike, and she wondered if he had had sex with any girl since they last spoke. He had confided last time that a girl in the same town as his school had played with his cock but she hadn't asked about whether he had orgasmed. She would have to find out. Lauren knelt in the bath, and with the soap, cleaned her stomach and between her legs. Her soapy hands roamed over the little mounds of her bottom, running between her cheeks and, as she parted her legs as far as the bath would allow, she introduced her little anus to the pleasures of a soapy finger. She was so surprised by the effect to the point of being shocked as to why she had never really experimented before with her bottom. Gradually, and with a finger renewed with soap, she slowly pushed her finger into the crinkled little hole. The completely new sensation was tempered by a feeling of acting dirty and improperly. However, it was clear which emotion gained the upper hand as Lauren stood in the bath and, holding onto the medicine cabinet with her left hand, she placed her left leg on the side of the bath. The view between her legs would have been stunning to anyone who walked in at the time, the cheeks of her little bottom separated by the position of her legs, and her shaved pussy lips parted to reveal not just her inner folds but a wonderful view inside her as her whole tunnel opened as though begging for attention. Her clitoris stood proudly out from underneath its normally protective hood as her fingers slid underneath her, over her stomach and felt that total lack of hair between her legs. Taking the soap, Lauren explored every possible source for new feelings and sensations, again coming to rest at her anus. She dropped the soap into the bath and massaged the hole, probing slowly but further and further, deeper and deeper until she was sure that she was not doing herself any damage. The feeling of guilt subsided into one of pleasure, not as intense as that produced by Nikki, but nonetheless very satisfying. After a couple of minutes, she made her mind up that she would bring herself to orgasm, and so she let half the water out of the bath and sat down again just in case she fell over. The room was warm as she leant her head against the towel she had placed at the end of the bath. Her fingers again found her clitoris and ran around the delicate little bud in slow, light circles. Her legs involuntarily parted to accommodate her attention, and she felt her anus more forcefully now, a warm glow emanating from her newly discovered source of fun. Lauren really wanted to use both hands, so she moved the towel to the side of the bath and turned to face the wall, causing her to squash up into the width of the tub. But now she could rub her clitoris with the fingers of her left hand while pushing firmly into her bottom with her other hand. Her legs were straight, stretched pointing to the ends of the bath, and her head was right back on the towel so she would have had a view of the ceiling if she had opened her eyes. Instead, she had visions of Nikki and Mike, alternately, as she fantasised and masturbated wildly. She felt the signs of her orgasm approaching as her stomach muscles tightened and her face screwed up. Her finger was now simply pushed as far as it would go into her anus, while her left hand continued to flash across her clitoris and now and then her fingers would disappear into her pussy, only to re-emerge with a slight slurping noise, covered in thick secretions, to return to their duty. Her fantasy finally conjured up a picture of Mike coming over Lauren and Nikki's naked breasts as they both had their hands on his enormous cock. As the orgasm reached her, she had the presence of mind to keep quiet just in case anyone had come home without her knowing, but the sound she might have made with her open mouth was exchanged for a violent movement of her head in time with a final push into her anus with her finger. She lunged forward and back against the bath, hitting her head on the side covered with the towel as she grunted. Although she was dimly aware that she had banged her head, she was not going to stop as the waves of pleasure took command. She stopped rubbing her clitoris to roughly place her hand over her pubic mound as though to grab it all and squeeze it together. Her leg muscles ached badly, but there was a rapidly increasing warmth as her body spasmed in the throes of ecstasy for almost a minute. As they subsided, she slowly pulled her finger out of her anus, causing another wave of pleasure to ripple though her as beads of sweat formed into rivulets and trickled down her face. Eventually, she turned and stretched out fully in the remainder of the water, soaking up the last of the magic, eyes closed again. For almost ten minutes she remained motionless in the water, as waves of pleasure subsided and a feeling of calm and contentment carried her to a lofty plateau of peace and tranquillity. At last she returned to reality and stepped carefully out of the bath, noting that she felt a little light-headed as she wrapped the towel around her shoulders. She saw in the mirror that her hair was matted and feeling the ends confirmed that it needed drying. As she explored her hair, she encountered the bump she had sustained, and marveled not at the slight pain to her touch but at the energy released during her orgasm. Lauren wondered if everyone felt the same way during sex and decided she would probably never know. She dried her hair and let the hot air stream play across her breasts, legs and over her pubic mound. It tickled slightly and she stopped when she realised that it was making her too dry between her legs. Taking a little Baby Oil, she remedied the situation by rubbing the tiniest of amounts onto her pussy lips. Noticing that she was, yet again, becoming aroused, she stopped and after clearing up, went into her bedroom with a feeling that she was becoming a slave to her sexual desires. While this was not strictly true, it was hard for her to feel any other way given that today she had had the first orgasm of her life, followed by another, all in the space of a few hours. So Lauren arrived at the conclusion that she was in an experimental stage and there was no harm in finding out as much as she could, especially as everyone else was doing the same. It was therefore with some satisfaction that she pulled on only a T-Shirt that barely covered her bottom, and went downstairs whistling a tune. Lauren made sure that the plates were put back in the cupboards, and standing again on the bottom rung of the stool, she reached up and put away the dishes that they had used. As she stretched the true shape of her legs was displayed through the back door for anyone to see, along with a perfect view of the cheeks of her bottom and the delightful valley of her pussy. Switching off the light, she passed the stairs and opened the door of the lounge. She checked that everything was in order, shut the door and went upstairs to bed. She would talk to her mother and Mike tomorrow and get an early night. Indeed, it was an early night, and probably she slept as soundly as she had ever done before, content in the knowledge that she was rapidly progressing from a giggly schoolgirl into a blossoming teenager. Chapter 4 Friday 10th July Lauren woke at 7 o'clock, switched off her alarm and went through her daily routine of preparing for school. Over breakfast, she mentioned the visit to the doctors and said she would be a little late that evening. Her mother fully agreed with the medical program that was available and wished it had been introduced while she was Lauren's age. School was uneventful that Friday, with the exception of the dinner queue, when Nikki pinched her bottom and grinned mischievously as usual at her. Unspoken words were exchanged that served to cement the bond between the two girls and confirm that their intimacy the previous evening was neither forgotten nor was it likely to be an isolated event. After school, Lauren made her way past the Bus Stop and on down the hill towards the doctor's surgery. The cobbled little streets that led off the main road through Andleburg echoed as she strode along the narrow pavement. Away from the traffic, she could hear the voices of children playing in the courtyards behind the front doors of the apartment buildings. Cafes and delicatessens along the road offered traditional Swiss food until late at night, their aroma mingling in the afternoon air. Old men sat outside, sipping beer as they played dominoes or simply watched the world go by, the distinctive smell of Gauloise hanging in the air as the occasional dog ferreted around underneath the tables. Lauren hurried along, walking quickly, anxious to get the medical examination over as quickly as possible. She entered, confirmed her name with the young receptionist and, moving the copy of Bild off so that she could sit down, took a seat in the corner, concerned that she was the only schoolgirl in the reception area. She clasped her hands tightly together over her crossed legs, well aware that she not only hated the doctors but that nobody (with the exception of Nikki now) had seen her most private parts (except in the showers), for many years. She had seen Dr. Bonner about two years ago for a throat infection, but apart from that, nothing. And so it was with some trepidation that she entered his room when he called her name. The doctor's office was white. Everywhere. Even his desk in the corner was white. A bed ran along the length of the office on the other side, above which was a light and some tubes which Lauren had never seen before. There was an eye chart next to the door and a big poster of the blood system. Food and diet information alongside the poster completed the decorations on the walls. Dr. Bonner was probably 60 years old and had a great shock of Einstein-like white hair. Lauren did note however that his shoes were brown as she nervously looked at the floor. "Hi Lauren, how are you today?" he asked, motioning to the seat next to his desk. He tapped a couple of keys on his terminal and read her medical history while nodding sagely at the screen. "I'm fine. How are you?" responded Lauren, immediately thinking that that was a really stupid thing to have said. "Oh, I'm very well" said Dr. Bonner, smiling broadly at her. "Now, we're going to make sure you're OK inside. Has anyone explained the importance of these little check-ups?". Lauren said that the school had outlined the process some time ago and so the doctor launched into his standard speech about female well-being, the need for regular vigilance and the fact that there is nothing to worry about. He mentioned about the actual internal examination that he would do, that it was very quick and painless and completely confidential, as was everything in the surgery. Lauren relaxed slightly until she heard (again) about the internal examination, in much the same language as she had heard at school, but not with the same words as had been relayed around the playground. Dr. Bonner proceeded to take her blood pressure and satisfy himself that she had some. Lauren stared at her white socks and little blue skirt, feeling the pressure of the band around her arm as she heard him pump up the bulb and then let out the air. "Good, so, when you're ready, take off everything including your knickers, and jump up onto the bed over here. You can leave just your skirt on if you like. We'll have a quick look and have you out of here in no time" said Dr. Bonner, standing up and making sure there was a sheet on the bed. Lauren obligingly turned away from the doctor and slipped off her knickers. She dropped them to the floor, kicking them once again when she noticed signs of the day's wear uppermost. She removed her blouse and bra and dumped them unceremoniously with her knickers before climbing onto the bed. With her legs firmly together, she let both her hands rest firmly over her skirt. Dr. Bonner took his position at her head and slowly moved the end of his stethoscope over her chest. The cold end made her jump slightly and the doctor apologised with a smile. It was clear to Lauren that he was finding the whole episode as difficult as she was. "Hands behind your head, please. Any dizzy spells, or feelings of nausea? he asked, listening to her breathing. "No, I don't think so" said Lauren, conscious of her racing heart. "Any feelings of cramps in your tummy, burning sensations when you go to the toilet?" He pulled the stethoscope from his ears and proceeded to feel her breasts, circling around the little mounds. He brushed the slightly erect nipples with his fingers and felt around her armpits. "No" said Lauren, watching his fingers wandering over her. "What about here. Any pain from your nipples, or strange feelings from your breasts?" His fingers probed and kneaded around her stomach, descending slowly towards her skirt. "Deep breath, please. And out again. That's fine, now shoot down to the end here and bring your knees up" he said as he moved round to the foot of the bed. He felt his way along her thighs, and parted her legs slightly as he probed closer to her sex. He brought up the stirrups, placed Lauren's legs into them and dropped away the end of the examination table. She had been maneuvered into the position so quickly that she had little time to react and therefore found it to be less distasteful that she had imagined. Her skirt still covered much of her pubic region, although as the doctor adjusted the stirrups further apart, her skirt rode silently up her thighs until Lauren felt sure that even though the doctor was standing, he could see every intimate part of her. "Now, I'm going to open you up a little and take a quick swab. It might tickle a little", he said as he sat down again and trained the light in between her legs. Lauren suddenly remembered that she had recently lost her pubic hair and strained her head upwards to see if there was any expression of disgust on the doctor's face. He continued to nod and chatter to himself, and Lauren assumed that he had probably done this thousands of times and was bored seeing inside women. She certainly hoped so as she stared at the ceiling and braced herself for the intrusion. Dr. Bonner had a view right up from Lauren's anus all the way to her head, with her skirt hiked up to reveal the whole of her pubic region. Her pussy lips were now slightly open in a very mild state of arousal. He moved closer to her thighs and pulled on a pair of latex gloves. First he spread her outer lips wide apart and touched all along them. He gently pushed the hood of Lauren's young clitoris back and forth before pushing it all the way up to fully expose her clit. Lauren jerked up involuntarily and squirmed under the touch. "Does that hurt?" he asked. "No, just a little, er you know" stuttered Lauren, thinking that of course it damn well affected her. "Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked, returning his fingers to the sweet valley of her vaginal lips and the little treasure beyond. "No" Taking a tube of KY Jelly, the doctor spread copious amounts around her lips, ensuring that there was sufficient at the entrance to her vagina to be taken by the speculum as it entered. "Have you ever felt any lumps or spots inside you?" "Er, no." "OK, now I'd like you to just relax while I take a sample. This will feel just like it does when you put your own fingers inside you. Do you do that?" he asked. "Er, now and again, you know" said Lauren, blushing. "That's OK, you'll find it quite pleasant, but keep your fingers clean, won't you. All girls your age experiment, you know" he said, presenting the KY-covered device to her entrance and pushing it gently into her. "Ohh" she squealed as she felt it entering her. It's steely hardness caught her by surprise as she closed her eyes and held her breath. Her hands gripped the side of the bed tightly as the cold device plowed into her. Turning it, he quickly opened the speculum and looked inside. Lauren was not enjoying the sensation of being examined, but in the back of her mind there was something about it that fascinated her, if only she could determine what it was. She felt the strangest contrast between the warmth of her insides and the coldness of the speculum, much like she had felt with Nikki had shaved her. Then it had been the incongruity of the slick razor and the warming feeling that had been born within her for Nikki. She smiled as she remembered that the two feelings had merged together later in her bedroom when she came with such force that she thought she might have wet herself. Lauren felt a stirring deep inside. "That's it. All done!" he said, releasing the device after a minute and pulling it out of her. He took hold of a box of tissues and wiped her carefully, removing as much of the lubricant as possible from the swollen lips of her vagina. He took a second tissue and wiped the area from her vagina to her anus, ending with a swift circular motion around her little hole. He peered down closely at her anus. "Ever have any swelling here, and spots or discomfort?" he asked, probing her hole with his gloved hand. He inserted his finger very slightly, and removed it, watching the muscles dilate. "No, no problems at all" replied Lauren, now sure that she must be obviously aroused, especially after her thoughts about Nikki and the attention the doctor had paid to her pussy and bottom. "That's good, you can jump down now and get dressed. Use more of the tissues if you need them," he said, removing his gloves and dropping them into the bin. Lauren swung her legs over the examination table and jumped to the floor. Turning away from Dr. Bonner - who was now busy typing into his terminal - she wiped herself clean with the tissues as best she could. Lauren was more anxious to get her knickers back on rather than completely get rid of the remainder of the KY jelly from her vagina. She pulled her knickers up and sat back down on the chair next to his desk. "Right Lauren, everything seems to be fine. We'll get the results back from the lab pretty soon, but there's no reason at all to believe that it will be anything except negative". He paused and looked back at the terminal. "Lauren, do you mind if I ask why you have removed the hair from your vagina?" "Someone at school put chewing gum on it" she said immediately, abandoning the swim team excuse. "You should be careful that you don't cut yourself, it's very difficult to do it yourself" said Dr. Bonner, indicating that he had seen such a problem before. "Someone helped me" said Lauren and then added, quickly, "A girlfriend - she was very careful". Lauren looked at the doctor hoping for a smile or confirmation that this was acceptable. "When you shave around your vagina you must use clean equipment - and throw it away if you can afterwards. Any dirt or rusty blades could cause a very serious infection which might affect you all your life. You should also be careful not to introduce germs from your anus into your vaginal area - it's easily done if you're not careful. And you shouldn't do it too often or you may make the area very sensitive. Apart from that, your friend seems to have done a very good job. You're lucky to have someone to help you out like that - it could be quite an embarrassing situation" "I know. She was so kind about it. I'll repay her somehow, sometime" said Lauren, somewhat lost in thought. Flamboyantly pressing a key on his terminal, Dr. Bonner stood up and smiled. "Treasure her, she sounds like an angel" he said, indicating the door. Lauren left the doctors office and went out into the street. She was confused as to how she ended up telling him about Nikki and what they had done. But she also felt reassured and comforted by his kind words. She caught the usual bus back home and went indoors. During tea she confided in her mother about the doctors visit and confirmed that she had been given an internal examination. Her mother stated that she had to have one about once a year and didn't like them either. Lauren felt very pleased that she had been able to discuss such adult matters not only with the doctor but also with her mother. However, she didn't see any sense in mentioning to her the chewing gum episode. Lauren watched television for about an hour, then went to her room to do her homework. At about 9 o'clock, she heard that Mike was staying at his schoolfriend's house who happened to also live in the same area, so she had a quick wash and went to bed. End of Chapter 4 Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (5/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 17 Jul 1997 16:45:32 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 5 Saturday 11th July Nikki rang the doorbell to Lauren's house at precisely 10 o'clock the next morning, to be greeted by Lauren's mother, who informed her that Lauren was not yet up, but Nikki was welcome to take a cup of coffee up to her and throw her out of bed. Obligingly, Nikki made a cup of coffee and went upstairs. Lauren was curled up in bed, facing the window with the curtains still drawn. Nikki placed the coffee on the bedside table and pulled the curtains open, allowing the day's sunlight to enter the room, and causing Lauren to stir. "Hey, it's three o'clock in the afternoon - time to get up" shouted Nikki. "Do what?" said Lauren, squinting in the light at her clock. "Stupid, it's only ten. What are we going to do today? Shall we go to town?" she asked, stretching so that she touched the wall above her bed. "Don't know, is there anything you need to buy?" asked Nikki, sitting beside her. "No, I'd like to see what Mike is doing. I haven't seen him yet, is he downstairs?" asked Lauren drinking her coffee. "Lori!" shouted her mother from the stairs, "Do you want to go swimming today with Mike - he's going to the pool at about midday." "I don't know. I'll have a think" shouted Lauren, and then to Nikki, "Well, that answers that, shall we go?" "Yes, definitely, it'll be a laugh, and I like the pool, it's better than the one at my Dad's hotel." "OK, we'll go too" shouted Lauren. And so, eventually, Lauren got out of bed and went to the bathroom while Nikki sat and looked at Lauren's attempts at her homework. Lauren was quite a conscientious worker at times, even though her head seemed to be in the clouds for most of the day. Lauren returned, shut her bedroom door and pulled off her over-sized T-Shirt that she slept in to reveal her naked body. Nikki looked at her and grinned. "Bet your brother finds you a turn-on" mocked Nikki. "You're crazy, and anyway, your tits are bigger than mine. I know he fancies you from the way he looks at you," replied Lauren, facing Nikki while she pulled on her bikini bottom. "Here, you'd better borrow this" she added, throwing a blue bikini to Nikki. While Lauren finished dressing, Nikki took off her own T-Shirt to reveal a small lace bra that had little to do with providing support and much to do with presenting a sexy image. Reaching behind, she unclasped it and dropped it on the bed. Provocatively, she turned towards Lauren and undid the top button of her jeans, followed by the zip. Lauren could see her text-book breasts as they bounced very slightly. As Nikki lowered her jeans, Lauren saw an expanse of skin which would normally have been covered by her schoolgirl knickers. Today however, she was wearing a deeply cut pair of lace knickers, quite over-the-top for shopping in town. Nikki removed her jeans and stood there in her knickers and white socks, with her thumbs hooked into the waistband, ready to pull them down. Although Lauren was trying not to look, she was envious of both her friend's underwear and her figure. Nikki pulled down her knickers to her knees and absently scratched her bottom as though an itch had interrupted her. Slowly, she moved her legs up and down while itching so that the knickers fell to the floor, leaving her naked. She took the bikini bottom and pretended to look at the material closely. "What's up?" asked Lauren with a puzzled look on her face. "Just checking for gum. You can't be too careful!" joked Nikki. "Stupid. Hey, that's what the doctor told me" said Lauren with a grin. "Oh, tell me, tell me!" whispered Nikki, sitting on Lauren's bed, still holding the blue bikini. And so Lauren recounted her tale of the doctor's surgery, while using the opportunity to take a good look at Nikki's breasts and compare them with her own. They were indeed a couple of sizes bigger, probably 33 inches at least, and had elegant nipples which were in perfect proportion to her breasts. When she told her that she hadn't used the swimming team excuse but had told him exactly what happened, Nikki collapsed back onto the bed in laughter, staring at the ceiling and shaking her head from side to side. Lauren had a perfect view of Nikki's mound and could just see the top of the slit of her pussy lips through her pubic hair. Lauren stared at the sight, and found her eyes wandering over her protruding pelvic bones, past her ribs as they stuck out, up to her friend's breasts which looked like two little hillocks capped by her erect little nipples. Lauren seized the moment, much to her own surprise, and knelt down by the bed to talk to Nikki more closely. She put her right hand on Nikki's leg, just above the knee. "Hey, I didn't tell him your name or anything" said Lauren in an apologetic voice, looking over Nikki's breasts at her broad smile. "That's OK, what else did he say?" said Nikki after a long pause. "Oh, that you did a good job and took a lot of care", said Lauren, running her fingers higher up the little girl's leg in increasingly larger movements. Nikki's breathing became deeper, more regular as she stretched out, letting her hair tumble down over the other side of the bed. She flexed her toes and fingers. Nikki waited several minutes before speaking again. "Did he ask you about boys?" she said, as her stomach muscles rippled and her left knee moved imperceptibly away as she bent her leg. "No, but I expect he got all the information he needed with the thing he put in" said Lauren, whose hand was now resting on Nikki's pelvis. Lauren moved so that she was above Nikki's knees and had a better view of her friends aroused sex. "I had to lie on his couch naked, and he covered my pussy with this jelly stuff. Then he put the speculum inside. God! It was really cold, and bigger than I thought!" explained Lauren. Her hand slowly circled around her stomach, using her belly button as a center and then wandered down, brushing the top of her pubic hair. Nikki murmured several sounds of pleasure as Lauren worked back down her legs, and then started to caress the inside on the way up, causing Nikki to part her legs very slightly again. Nikki pulled herself up to sit crossed legged and guided Lauren's hand with her own down to her vagina. Lauren gasped as she felt the soft folds of her friends inner lips, and felt a quivering within her own body as Nikki took her middle finger and ran it down through her pubic hair and over her clitoris. "Lori, I think we should stop. You make me so wet, but I don't want you to do it yet, not while your mum's here. And I want to make it very special". Lauren looked at Nikki dejectedly. "I want you to have the same experience. I want to know if it's as good for you as it was when you did it to me, that's all" said Lauren, feeling like an unwanted pet. "We will, but not now. Let's get dressed and have some breakfast" Nikki said, pulling on the bikini bottoms. Nikki smiled. She seemed pleased, maybe even flattered that Lauren had genuine desires for her. She paused momentarily as though she was reconsidering her decision, but then continued to pull on her clothes. Once the girls were fully dressed, they went downstairs to find Mike eating breakfast with their father and reading the newspaper. Lauren bounced out of her dejected mood when she saw her brother, and he came over to give her a hug. "You look good! Hi Nikki!", said Mike with his arm around Lauren's shoulders. "Glad you're home. We're coming with you today", grinned Lauren looking up at her brother. He had grown, again. Every time she saw him he seemed to be bigger. The strange thing was that while Lauren had wavy hair, Mike's was tightly curled even though it was roughly the same colour. He too had a naturally tanned face, accentuated by his obvious participation in outdoor sports. He wore a stripy rugby- style shirt, with the sleeves rolled up and blue jeans with white trainers. And for once, thought Lauren, they really were white rather than looking like he had had them for several years. "I like that idea", said Mike, looking in turn at both girls. "Mum said she would drive us there before they goes on to Aunt Francie's place for lunch. I'm going to get my trunks". And so Mike bounded upstairs and into his bedroom. "Be careful down at that pool. I'm still worried that they don't have any proper people looking after you even though that girl drowned last year." said her father, looking sternly. "Come with us! It would be fun, Daddy!" said Lauren, holding his arm. "Go on Maurice, why don't you go with them? asked her mother. "Oh no. I'm too old for that sort of thing. Maybe when I was younger" "When you were a boy, you mean" "Yes, we did have swimming pools, you know. They're not a recent invention!" Her father went into lounge and through into the dining room. The dining area had rarely been used, and would soon resemble a library rather than a place to entertain friends. He was a bright man, clever with words and possessed an agile mind. He was pleased to see that Lauren had inherited the same capacity for thought even though she rarely exhibited it due to her constant dreaming. Mike, he thought, received his good grades and achieved success through sheer hard work. Ever since he changed job and joined Internal Research, the reading and writing element of his work had increased without the corresponding decrease in other duties. He loved his job, relished the constant learning process that occupied his mind, and craved for the occasional detective work that required initiative and deep thought when tracking down the most elusive of clues. His investigative powers were sometimes turned to finding the source of illegal meat imports, or fraudulent users of government resources. He had even quite recently been asked to investigate vote rigging in one of the local referendums. He ran his finger along the shelves of books that were divided between work related and recreation, and pulled out a couple - light reading for the journey. Maybe possible reading material while at Aunt Francie's. Now there was a thought. Maurice took a look at his diary for the coming week and nodded to himself. Lauren and Nikki had their breakfast in record time, and almost willingly helped with the dishes. "Why do we have to dry the dishes, we could just leave them to dry themselves." moaned Lauren, knowing the answer. "Because they dry all smeary, that's why. Why do you always ask? said her mother. "Do we have to do the frying pan as well?" "Just do it. Then we can get out to the pool" replied her mother. "Mum, can you lend me thirty francs?" "Lend? When will I see it again?" "Dad will repay you from my pocket money. Oh go on!" whined Lauren. "Speak to your father then. Why do you need so much?" "Oh, just in case I see something. Or we have to get the bus home" said Lauren, playing the safety card. "I'll see. Come on. let's get going. Have you got your towels?" She fussed around the children, pleased that Mike was taking Lauren out to the pool, and that Nikki would be joining them. She had seen the glint in her son's eye when he heard Nikki would also be going and hoped they could become friends, even though they would have very little time to get to know one another during the summer holidays. All three children bundled into the car and set off for the pool, Mike carrying an inflatable beach ball. Lauren once again reminded everyone that she could not get her ears wet because of the headaches it caused. While her mother was unconvinced that this was the real cause, she agreed that Lauren should not go diving in at the pool. They listened to some of Mike's school tales during the short car journey and learned that he had been a co-star in the end of term school play. As they passed through the white ticket hall, the girls descended the green and white steps into the female changing area as shouts and whistles echoed and locker doors slammed around them. Giggling, Lauren and Nikki stuffed their clothes and towels into a single locker, the latter slipping the key with the big rubber band over her ankle. Nikki managed to push Lauren into the cold water trough intended to clean their feet as they emerged into the daylight, squealing and laughing. Mike was waiting by the exit to the men's area and both girls peeked through the doorway hoping for a glimpse of something interesting, without success. The open-air pool was 25 meters long and surrounded by grass with a shallow end for babies and children and a deep end with diving boards for those who were proficient swimmers. By the edge, equidistant between the two ends was a tower for the life-guard. Lauren was surprised to see a particularly attractive blond girl sitting there, watching the crowd through her sunglasses. She noted that Mike was already looking at her as he walked towards the diving boards, dropping the ball on the grass near the ladders. Lauren and Nikki made their way to the shallow end and walked into the water, splashing themselves gently to get accustomed to the temperature. However, the sun was beating down and the air temperature of 30 degrees meant that the water was very warm. They swam slowly from the shallow end to roughly the middle, and held onto the edge as they looked for people they knew. Mike dived into the pool and surfaced on the edge opposite the life guard, pulled himself out of the water and walked back to dive again. "Your brother looks good. He's so strong!" said Nikki, clearly enticed by the sight of him diving in. Both girls watched for a while as Mike tried out different boards. "Bet you're feeling hot for him" said Nikki smiling, and in her usual direct manner. "Stupid". But she had to admit it, she found it hard to take her eyes off his swimming trunks and the cute bulge that was clearly evident. She must have been watching two or three dives when she realised that Nikki wasn't there. She looked around, hoping to find out where she had gone. Suddenly, she was pushed away from the wall, and felt one hand and then two around her waist. Petrified of getting her ears wet, she tried in vain to reach the ledge. She twisted and turned frantically, eventually managing to grab hold of the side of the pool, but not before the lifeguard had seen her and stood up. Lauren waved causally to the lifeguard and saw her sit down again. Then she realised what had happened. Nikki burst up to the surface with a maniacal grin on her face. "Give them here or you're dead!" said Lauren, trying to reach Nikki without letting go of the edge. "They're down here, inside mine" taunted Nikki, clearly enjoying her discomfort. Lauren was aware that she couldn't get out without her bikini bottoms, nor could she chase after Nikki without getting really wet. And if her brother came over, he might see that she had nothing on down there and God knows what would happen. "You can have them back if you help me" said Nikki, moving closer to her. "What?" said Lauren with a heavy trace of annoyance. "I want to see your brothers cock when we get home, that's all" said Nikki as though she was asking her to pass the sugar. "No way! How can I help you do that?" moaned Lauren, although she realised that even if she said no that Nikki could find ways and means without her. "Just don't say anything to anyone. I really, really want to see him come. In fact, I'd like to see him come on you and me. Wouldn't you?" Nikki whispered as though she feared the pool might have been bugged. Lauren and Nikki both looked towards the diving boards and noticed that Mike seemed to have finished and was swimming slowly in their direction. "OK, OK, just give them to me" pleaded Lauren. "Want me to help you put them on? asked Nikki hopefully. "Yes, please". And so Nikki held her black bikini bottoms for her as she stepped in, first the right foot and then the left. Nikki pulled them up around her waist, managing to run her finger along her little slit in the process. "Wow, who's a hot little baby then?" remarked Nikki, feeling the slipperiness on her fingers as Mike stood in front of them. He threw the ball in Lauren's direction, who caught it and threw it back. "Me, me!" shouted Nikki, jumping up and trying to intercept it. "Come and get it then", smirked Mike, again throwing it to Lauren. Nikki moved towards Mike but turned towards Lauren, waiting for the ball. After several throws, she showed her frustration by putting her hand around Mike's shoulders and trying to climb up onto him. Her breasts, deliberately of course, were just below eye-level, giving the best view possible. She also made sure that she wrapped her legs around his body to give him some idea of how uninhibited she felt. Lauren groaned inwardly at the flagrant exhibition, and was amused when Nikki slipped off and fell back into the water. Nikki however emerged from her fall delighted. Lauren guessed that on her way down she had rubbed against his body and feet his hard cock poking through his trunks. It had caught her eye almost ten minutes before Nikki had clambered up onto her brother. "Why don't we go and do some diving, Mike?" asked Nikki wickedly. "Er, not at the moment, I think" replied Mike, painfully aware that he could not leave the water for a few minutes at least. And so they continued for almost an hour, playing catch, swimming, and watching the world go by. After another thirty minutes drying off in the heat of the afternoon, they left and took the bus home. Once there, Lauren made some cold drinks which started off as iced lemonade but ended up under Mike's guidance as Spritzer with more white wine than anything else. With their mother out and father stuck in Geneva formulating the next set of questions to put to the populace why shouldn't they enjoy a glass of wine this fine summer afternoon, they thought. The girls headed, glasses in hand, for the bathroom to shower and change while Mike went into his own room to do whatever it is that boys do at these times. End of Chapter 5 Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (6/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 17 Jul 1997 16:48:17 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 6 Saturday 11th July The girls locked the bathroom door behind them, and looked at each other conspiratorially. Lauren was aware that Nikki wanted to play with her brother's cock, and had no real objections, but she found it difficult to commit to being a part of the frolicking. Perhaps she would just watch. She assumed that Mike would have no objections to that. She reached behind and undid her top, letting it fall to the floor. It was still damp and had made her nipples firm without being erect. She touched her breasts and liked the squeaky clean feeling that the chlorinated water gave them. "Can you undo me" requested Nikki, facing the shower with her back to Lauren. Lauren undid the hooks at the back and let go. Nikki turned round, holding the material over her breasts until she could see Lauren watching. She pulled it away to reveal her nipples standing to attention, crowing her breasts. She rubbed them with her hands. "Oh, I think that was a bit too tight, my tits have gone to sleep!" whispered Nikki with a smile, aware that Mike could probably hear what they were saying. "Don't be dumb. They look fine to me. Do you want a shower - I'm going to wash my hair as well and get the chlorine out" said Lauren, opening the medicine cabinet and retrieving a bottle of shampoo. "Yeah, I think I'd better" said Nikki, pulling down her bikini bottoms and stepping out of them. She took a towel from the rail and placed it on the sink so that it would be within reach. Lauren removed her bikini bottom and pressed the shower control. She stepped into the warm stream and held out a hand to assist Nikki over the edge of the bath. They had to stand close to each other to ensure that the water washed them and much of the time therefore was spent holding onto each other as they tried to soap themselves down. Nikki asked Lauren to help her wash her hair, so while Nikki stood nearest the shower wetting her hair, Lauren leaned out of the bath and took the shampoo bottle. With a little in her hand, she massaged Nikki's scalp until it was covered in bubbles while Nikki looked at the ceiling in an attempt to keep the soap from her eyes. She rinsed her hair and again soaped it until she was happy that Nikki's hair was free from the smell of the pool. Nikki returned the complement, lathering Lauren's wavy hair into a white ball on her head and guiding her back towards the shower head to rinse off. While Lauren's eyes were tightly shut, she watched the stream of white soapy bubbles flowing from her hear and over her back and breasts. Nikki finally guided her backwards again to rinse her hair for the last time, pulling it to make sure that all the soap had been washed away. "There, that's our hair washed" said Lauren, putting the shampoo back on the sink unit. "Uh uh" said Nikki, shaking her head slowly. Lauren, for once, understood immediately and reached for the soap in the dish at her end of the bath. She palmed it and gently ran it up between Nikki's legs, applying a little pressure to the side of her leg to encourage her to part them more. Nikki reached round and turned off the shower. She held onto the shower's curtain rail and closed her eyes. Lauren extended her middle finger and ran it along the length of her slit. It felt wonderful to touch it at last, and she put her hand on Nikki's neck and pulled her closer. She brushed her lips against her friend's as gently as possible, delighted that there was no resistance at all. Slowly, Lauren introduced a finger into her vagina, but found the angle awkward. She settled for simply rubbing her fingers from Nikki's clitoris down along her now fully exposed inner lips and up to her anus. She gradually spent longer and longer probing her vagina, taking each lip between her fingers and feeling along the length of it, until Nikki turned around and leaned forward, offering her a perfect view. Lauren took the soap and pushed one corner between her swollen lips, pushing them apart and exposing the hint of the entrance to her vagina. She noticed that Nikki was helping, spreading her lips with her hand, giving her a perfect view of her clitoris underneath the thin covering of hair. Now Nikki had her legs as widely parted as the bath would allow, and Lauren dropped the soap. She put her index finger at the entrance to her vagina and pushed firmly, introducing about an inch into her little passageway. "Yes" was all Nikki said. Lauren gradually, slowly, probed deeper and deeper, completely uncaring that even a week ago she would have found the whole idea quite abhorrent. She moved to Nikki's left side so that she had one leg either side of Nikki's left leg, and could put her left hand around the very top of her left thigh, giving her some leverage and support. She extended one of the fingers to stroke her mat of hair and the top of the little hood over her clitoris. Now she increased the rate of stroking, synchronising it when she remembered with the stroking of her clitoris. She was suprised that she knew, or felt that she knew what to do. It all seemed so obvious. Just then, Nikki's legs began to close, trapping her left hand over her clitoris. Lauren could feel the muscles in her vagina tightening perceptibly, and guessed that she was about to come. She exchanged her index finger for her wider and longer middle finger, and roughly introduced the new tool, screwing it around as she pushed and pulled, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Nikki came, grabbing Lauren's right hand and pulling it even deeper into her so that Lauren couldn't continue her stroking. She remained like that for some time, slowly relaxing first her grip on the hand in her pussy and then spreading her legs to allow Lauren to remove her hand. Nikki lay down, pulling Lauren with her. There was just about room for the little girls to lie in each others arms without discomfort, while they gathered their senses and held each other closely. Nikki sat up eventually and turned the taps on a little. She soaped her hands and, taking Lauren's fingers, cleaned them for her. She turned of the water and stepped out, clearly still very wobbly. Nikki helped Lauren out and draped a single large towel around them both. "That was beautiful, I can hardly walk. Let me dry you" said Nikki, patting the water off Lauren's breasts and stomach. She dried her all over and then turned to herself, noticing that the towel was too wet to have much effect. "Got any more towels? she asked. "Have a look in the cupboard in the spare room, that's where Mum puts them" replied Lauren, "Get two so I can dry my hair, can you, as there's only the big one and this little thing in here" she said, indicating another smaller towel on the rail. Nikki wrapped the bigger towel around her, unlocked the door and headed for the spare room. The cupboard was easy to find but the towels were on the top shelf. Nikki looked around for something to stand on and found an old three-legged stool. Balancing carefully, she stretched up and took the nearest towel. As she made a reach for the second, the stool moved from under her and she came crashing down to the floor, landing on her bottom. Suffering from no more than a loss of dignity, she was about to stand up when Mike appeared in the doorway. "Are you OK, it sounded pretty bad?" said Mike, offering Nikki his hand. The towel around Nikki had come unknotted and although she held it against her chest, when she stood Mike had an enticing view of her legs and bottom. In between the cheeks of her bottom, Mike saw her cute little bottom hole and a hint of her vagina. The very sight caused his stomach to turn somersaults as his imagination and extensively tested library of fantasies took over and instructed his cock to rise to the occasion. Nikki stood and was about to thank him when she noticed a very slight bulge in his swimming trunks. Determined to reap the rewards of the encounter, she feigned a possible sprained ankle by grimacing and holding out her hand for support. Ever the gentleman, Mike showed genuine concern on his face as he allowed her to put her arm around his shoulder and walk slowly round the room, still clutching the towel which have having less and less effect the further they walked. Mike suggested that she should sit on his bed so that he could massage her ankle, and they made their way slowly to his room across the passageway, leaving Lauren with her small towel and no knowledge of what was happening. Nikki wasted no time. Her ankle, receiving the expert attention of Mike, who had never of course treated a sprained ankle in his life, felt fine but of course she had to be sure, and she let him continue to kneel in front of her and play with her foot. Gradually, she allowed the towel to slip, either down from her breasts or off her lap to reveal more leg than Mike had ever seen, except in magazines of course. Occasionally, she would bend over, closer to Mike than necessary, to inspect the damage and make sure that the bulge in his trunks was still there. Finally, she raised her foot as though to test it and allowed it to brush heavily against Mike's erection. "Oh, my, what have I done?" asked Nikki innocently. "Don't worry, I think you're OK now" said Mike, embarrassed by his lack of control. "I would like to thank you" said Nikki, pulling Mike towards her, still keeping him kneeling in front of her. She edged forward on the bed and pulled him against her chest, letting go of the towel. She kissed him on the lips and ran her hand over his bottom, slowly moving round to the side of his trunks. Mike's eyes bulged in his head at this sudden change of events, and his cock jerked up even straighter against his stomach. Nikki pulled him tightly to her so that there could be no doubt that she could feel his cock against her chest. Mike looked down and saw her naked breasts and marveled at their shape and beauty. He was convinced that he was going to come in his trunks in no time at this rate, and pushed his body against hers. She pushed her thumbs into the side of his trunks and pulled them down to reveal his cock. The look in her eyes suggested that it was far bigger than she had imagined. Slowly, as she watched the expression on his face, her hand inched closer to his shaft. Triumphantly, she wrapped her right hand around it to get an idea of it's size and pulled down roughly. Mike made a squealing sound which Nikki took for pleasure, so she continued to move her hand up and down, gripping his cock as tightly as she could, just like she had seen in the film. Faster and faster her hand traveled up and down the length of his red cock until Mike took her hand and made her stop. "What's wrong? Are you OK?" she asked. "I'm fine, it just hurts a bit like that, you know" said Mike, keen to ensure that she continued but at a different pace. Taking her hand, he placed it lightly towards the top of his cock and moved it up and down slowly, showing her how he moved his thumb over the top in a circular fashion now and again. Nikki learned quickly. She took her time to look at his cock, noting the way the skin moved over the inner body of it, and how it seemed to be particularly sensitive around the top. She also looked at his balls, dismissing them quickly with an uninterested look on her face. Lauren meanwhile was stuck in the bathroom, waiting for her new towel. She had heard a crash a few minutes before but since then only footsteps and then nothing. She opened the door and looked down the passageway. Venturing further, she made her way to the spare room, but never got that far. The glimpse she caught of Nikki through the crack in her brother's door caused her to stop so quickly that she fell against the wall in astonishment. Nikki had Mike's enormous cock in her hand and a smile on her face. His bulging red weapon looked ridiculously big that Nikki could hardly get her hand around it. Lauren stood at the doorway, covered by the small towel, and watched fascinated as Nikki continued her rhythmic stroking. Nikki didn't really seem too be sure of what she was meant to do. Mike seemed to enjoy having his cock stroked but they didn't seem to be getting anywhere. Her hand appeared to be tiring and the way Mike moved now and again suggested that his knees probably hurt from kneeling for so long. "Lauren!" shouted Mike looking towards the door to his bedroom. He tried to grab the sheets on his bed to cover his rampant cock, but only served to amuse both Lauren and Nikki. "I didn't mean to interrupt, don't worry about me, I'm just looking for a towel" said Lauren, her eyes riveted on her brother. "Lori, come and help me, please" said Nikki, pleading in all honesty for some assistance. "Er, hang on, this doesn't seem right", said Mike as Lauren stared to enter the room. Nikki took Mike by the hand and pulled him onto his bed so that he could lay down, his stiff cock still rigid and straight to attention. In so doing, Nikki lost the last of her towel and therefore lay down beside him naked. Lauren joined them, sitting down on the floor at the head of the bed beside Mike, and helped Nikki to pull off Mike's T-Shirt. The girls noticed several small hairs around his nipples and down the center of his chest. Mike's left hand moved over Nikki's chest exploring her firms breasts and tweaking her nipples with unnecessary force until Nikki asked him to be a little more gentle. Lauren's gaze was still fixed on the first live cock that she had ever seen as it bounced against her brother's stomach. Nikki took hold of his cock again, raising her right leg to allow him to move his hand from her breasts down between her legs. The feel of a boy's cock in her hand and a boy's finger over her slit had obviously persuaded her that it was time to let him try and enter her. But Lauren knew she would be concerned that he might come inside her as she was approaching the middle of her period. Mike needed little encouragement, and as Nikki shifted herself into the middle of the bed, he took up position in between her legs. Trying to look like a natural-born stud, he plunged painfully into Nikki's bottom, followed by another stoke that hit her leg. "Lauren, please, can you help him in?" asked Nikki, this time in desperate need of assistance. Lauren moved down to the middle of the bed, exchanging frantic glances with Nikki as she questioned the request. "Nik, it's not right!" she protested feebly. "Look, just guide it in, that's all. Please?" Reluctantly, she slowly reached out and took hold of her brother's cock with her right hand. She marveled at it's strength and thickness, and noticed that it was quite difficult to aim it into Nikki's vagina. She therefore used her left hand to spread Nikki's pussy lips, reducing the risk of Nikki's first male penetration being in her anus. The towel fell away from her body, revealing her small breasts to Mike who had, in Lauren's opinion, a stupid grin on his face as he slowly pushed forward under Lauren's guidance and let his purple knob rest just inside the entrance to her hot sex. Mike stroked gently for almost a minute, entering further each time until he had all his cock buried inside her. Lauren let go and rested her hands on Nikki's legs while she watched her brother pumping in and out of the girl that she had just brought to orgasm herself in the bathroom. "I think I'm going to come" he said looking down at Nikki. "Get out then and we'll do the rest" instructed Nikki and she shuffled up the bed, thereby releasing his cock from her grip. "Come on, give me your hand, sit here" she said to Lauren as she again gripped his cock. Lauren sat on the bed with her legs curled up underneath her bottom. Nikki sat cross legged as Mike knelt on the bed, making his cock about mouth level with the girls. They each held part of his cock and moved slowly up and down as he had shown Nikki, their hands gliding smoothly over his tool due to the lubrication from Nikki's vagina. Mike looked at his sister for some time before staring between Nikki's legs and the dark triangle of hair that covered her enlarged slit. "Look, watch me" said Mike interrupting. Nikki's efforts had been with the best intentions, but they were both painful and frustrating. He also hoped that a brief pause for their education would calm him down and make him last a little longer. He took their hands off his cock and held himself with four fingers towards the top of his manhood. Rubbing up and down slowly, he showed the girls that gentle movements focused around the purple head were the most effective (for him, he added) and he let first Nikki and then Lauren try for themselves, correcting them until it felt right. While Nikki practiced, he sneaked a look at his sister's legs, and the hairless area that existed between them. His cock jerked and swelled involuntarily, releasing a little blob of white cum as Nikki let go and Lauren took her turn. Mike then held the tip of his cock with his thumb and index finger, and moved the foreskin backwards and forwards, no more then half an inch. The little girls watched fascinated as clearly his cock stiffened again, turned a deeper shade of red and the dark veins bulged along the length of his weapon. He let go, and Lauren was the first to resume, taking hold gently of his cock and slowly running her finger around the head. Nikki took her cue, holding him further down, and began gently stroking. Lauren could smell Nikki on her hands and took a moment to record the smell in her mind for her own fantasies. And then it dawned on her that this was indeed one of her most played out fantasies, that of Nikki and Mike together. Lauren uncurled her legs and sat cross- legged like Nikki. Although she was looking at his cock, she knew that Mike had seen her shaven slit. He placed a hand on each of their shoulders, steadying himself as they slowly increased in speed and Lauren's pussy lips parted to reveal her inner folds and budding clitoris. "Is that good?" Nikki asked Mike. "Mmm" he replied, taking Lauren's left hand and placing it under his balls. Lauren was surprised but didn't make a move to take it away. In fact, she explored a little, finding out that his balls were quite squishy and could be moved around easily. She took her right hand away from the tip of his cock, allowing Nikki more room to stroke him. Mike's breathing became heavier and Nikki noticed tremors running through his stomach and legs. His cock looked as though it was getting thicker and longer, and certainly the head seemed to be bulging. Mike grabbed hold of his buttocks as his hips started to buck gently back and forth. His breathing became shorter and shorter. Nikki responded by increasing her stroking and holding the back of his thigh. Lauren gently squeezed his balls causing him to buck hard and grunt loudly as he came in a crashing orgasm. Lauren saw something fly over her head, and then felt something land in her hair. She then saw, as Nikki continued to pump up and down, more and more cum spurt over her breasts and into Nikki's face. Nikki didn't stop, but just kept pumping as the liquid continued to rain down on the little girls. Eventually, Mike took away Nikki's hand and moaned. He slumped back onto the bed, facing away from the girls. Lauren and Nikki looked at each other wide-eyed and giggled quietly to themselves. Both girls had cum in their hair, and traces were running over their breasts. Nikki wiped her finger over Lauren's left breast and put it to her mouth, shrugging her shoulders as she tasted his seed. She scooped a little more and put her finger to Lauren's lips. A tiny tongue flicked out and back in again. Lauren nodded, picked up her towel and made for the bathroom. Nikki took her large towel, covered herself and knelt down to kiss Mike on the cheek. She joined Lauren in the bathroom where they washed quickly and returned to Lauren's bedroom to dress. "Well, did you like the taste? Alysia said it was always salty" said Nikki. "How does she know? It didn't taste too bad. How did his cock feel inside you, it looked massive!" said Lauren with a pained expression on her face. "It hurt a little, but I was just worried about getting pregnant. I'm glad he didn't come inside me. Anyway, it was fun to see it shooting out." offered Nikki. "How did you know what to do to make him come? Have you done it before for someone?" asked Lauren, dying to know the secrets. "Don't be dumb, I saw the film like I told you from my Dad's hotel. They do it all the time on there" said Nikki, remembering some of the scenes. "I'd like to see it. Can I? What about tomorrow, my folks are out at Grandma's!" bubbled Lauren, eyes wide in anticipation. "I don't know. We ought to invite your brother as well, so that it's more fun. I bet he'd like to see it!" suggested Nikki. And so Nikki mentioned, casually of course, that she happened to have a film that Mike might be interested in and would he like to join them tomorrow morning after his parents have left for Grandma's house because they were going to watch it. Not surprisingly, Mike accepted immediately, and even as he said the words, his cock sprang into life again in anticipation. End of Chapter 6 Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (7/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 17 Jul 1997 16:47:14 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 7 Sunday 12th July Lauren managed to make it out of bed at about 9 o'clock, probably a record for her on a Sunday. However, there was so much banging and clattering going on that any further sleep was impossible. Her father had returned last night from Geneva and was now behind schedule in loading the car for the trip to Grandma's house. Her parents had promised to go every weekend to decorate the place and get it finished for the winter. Once they had finished the spare bedroom, they intended to stay there on Saturday nights to look after Grandma and continue their decorating. However, until the room was ready, they had to make daily trips which was a nuisance, and as her father's workload had increased, so the regular trips had become fewer and fewer. Lauren made her way to the bathroom and locked the door. She felt embarrassed about what had happened the previous afternoon with Nikki and Mike, and cross with herself that her morals had lasted such a short time. It was in this bathroom that she had determined that she would not touch Mike's cock, and then, half an hour later, she was in his bedroom, naked, holding his balls as he came on her face and tits. She showered, remembering that Nikki was due round some time with her film. Taking the soap, she pushed a soapy finger into her anus, pulled it out and rinsed it under the jet from the showerhead. She repeated it a couple more times, making sure that she had cleaned her vagina as well in preparation for what was sure to be a naked morning. She had seen Mike's gaze lock on to her hairless pussy and was sure that he would want another exhibition. Shit, she thought, more morals out the window. However, she again rationalised her feelings by convincing herself that she was only experimenting like everyone else. Lauren had breakfast with her Mum and Dad, Mike joining them later. They avoided eye contact to start with, until Mike grinned like a Cheshire cat and Lauren could only smile back. No harm done, it appeared, and so they both looked forward to the arrival of Nikki, who would no doubt be a fashionable fifteen minutes late. Her father was not really looking forward to the sixty mile drive, especially as it involved going over the mountains through the tourist belt which was always slow. He came and went, carrying tools and decorating stuff until he stopped for another coffee, leaving his paintbrushes by the kitchen sink. "Don't forget this suitcase, it's got our painting clothes in it" shouted her mother. Dutifully, her father picked up the case and loaded it into the car, just as Nikki arrived clutching a shopping bag. "Off shopping, are we?" her father asked Nikki. "I've got to return this video, it doesn't play properly" stated Nikki coolly. "Well, we're going down through the town, do you need a lift?" he asked. "No, we'll leave later I expect, but thanks" responded Nikki. Lauren's parents set off an hour later than they had planned at about eleven o'clock. Mike peered out of the front window to ensure the car disappeared down the hill. Nikki carried the tape and coffee into the lounge, slopping a brown trail as she walked so that she needed to wipe up afterwards before she ceremoniously handed the tape to Mike. The lounge was the largest room in the house, and could have accommodated two sofas if required. Opposite the lounge door was the TV and video, pointing to the center of the room. On the far wall was the single, large sofa, pulled away from wall a couple of feet to allow the radiators to function properly. There was an armchair on either side of the sofa, and a coffee table right in the middle of the room. "Probably a good idea not to get this jammed in your Dad's machine, eh?" said Nikki smirking. Mike loaded the tape and drew the curtains together, leaving only a slight gap in the middle. He sat down on the sofa, while Nikki sat on the floor in front of him. Lauren was still in the kitchen as the credits and titles started to roll against a background of a very young girl walking on a deserted beach. "She doesn't look very old. What's this film called? asked Mike not really caring but hoping that some conversation would help his embarrassment. "School Daze. It's about some school that helps people get their memory back" said Nikki, turning to her right to look at Mike. "Oh, right" said Mike, none the wiser. "Where's Lauren?" Nikki got up and went into the kitchen, returning after a while with Lauren. The young girl in the film was still walking along the beach and the credits were still rolling. The picture then faded into the scene of a car, traveling at speed, and then there was a scene of a badly reconstructed accident, involving the young girl. Then darkness. As the picture came back, there was a shot of her lying in bed with a doctor saying not to worry, her memory will come back. Following some obvious pictures of her generally mending, she was joined in her bedroom by a young girl and boy of about the same age, sixteen or seventeen. They sat either side of her as she lay in bed. The boy gently kissed her on the lips, pulling the covers down to reveal her silk nightie. The girl then leaned over and placed her hand over the injured girls large breast (who's name it appears was Jane). She told Jane to relax and they would start the therapy. The boy jumped out of his jeans, and pulled his T-Shirt over his head so that he stood next to Jane in just his underpants. The camera panned round to the girl, who proceeded to unbutton her blouse to reveal her ample breasts straining against her bra. She also pushed her jeans down over her legs and stood in her underwear, showing off her hour-glass figure. The both pulled Jane's sheets down, the nightie hardly covering her thighs. The camera crudely showed Jane's legs full screen from feet to her knickers. The boy took his partners hand and placed her kneeling on the bed at Jane's head, facing her feet. Mike looked around, feeling his cock searching inside his trousers for somewhere to expand but to no avail. Nikki caught his discomfort. "Hey, do you want me to take your jeans off?" she asked. "Yeah, that would be good" said Mike with a grin. Nikki sat next to Mike and undid his zip and the top button on his jeans, allowing his cock to burst upwards. Mike raised his bottom and let Nikki pull his trousers down to his ankles. Lauren was watching from her armchair, her legs pulled up to her chest giving the television a great view of her kickers underneath her skirt. The film continued as the two therapists removed Jane's nightie and ran their tongues along her legs towards her vagina, the girl leaning over Jane. Jane's legs parted willingly to allow them to lick either side of her vagina. They both took hold of her knickers and tugged them down over her ankles. The girl returned quickly to licking the top of her thighs, darting her tongue momentarily over the entrance to her vagina, causing Jane to moan loudly as her clitoris popped into view. She had exceptionally long, shapely legs that accounted for at least some of Mike's throbbing erection. Jane's breasts were full, classically shaped orbs that rested perfectly as she lay down. The dark nipples were alive, responding to Jane's touch as she ran her hands from her breasts down over her stomach and around the top of her pubic hair. The camera obligingly showed her vagina in close-up, the tanned skin now folded away to reveal the pinkness of her insides. The lack of tan lines over her body enhanced the wonderful contrast in tones, giving Jane a look of luxury and well-being. The boy took off his underpants, and obligingly pulled his partner's knickers to her knees, exposing a very wet clitoris and inner sanctum. Taking his position between Jane's legs, he plunged into her while the girl pulled Jane's ankles towards her as she rubbed her vagina over Jane's face. Mike couldn't believe his eyes as he watched the display. How could they allow this on video, he thought? And they looked so young. What if they got caught doing it? Lauren still had her legs up against her chest, but her right hand had found its way around her bottom and was stroking her vagina very lightly in time with the action on the screen. Nikki had her left hand inside the gusset of Mike's underpants, massaging his balls and occasionally touching his stiff cock. Enthralled, they watched the threesome as the boy suddenly withdrew and shot his cum over Jane's breasts. Before he had finished coming, he entered Jane again and continued pumping away until it appeared that Jane had an orgasm. Not content with that, though, they then swapped positions so that the young girl was between Jane's legs, and she began to lick Jane's pussy lips. The camera zoomed in close to record every detail and Lauren and Nikki watched in rapt attention as the girl's tongue probed further and further inside her vagina. Jane's legs were high above her head, and held in place by the young boy. He brought them down to rest them on her lovely chest so that she was doubled up, and still the girl continued to lick her pussy. Lauren let her legs stretch out as her hand moved in between her legs. Nikki had the same idea and put Mike's hand over her sopping wet knickers. He tugged at them, and Nikki assisted him in pulling them down her legs. She took his T-Shirt and pulled it off over his head, and finally removed his underpants, leaving only his socks. "Lori!" whispered Nikki, beckoning her over to the sofa. Lauren crawled over to the sofa and sat at Nikki's feet. Nikki pulled her up and took hold of her T-Shirt, easing it over her head. Lauren wasn't wearing a bra and Nikki's hands glided gently over her back and down to her skirt. Nikki found the little zip and removed the skirt, letting it fall to Lauren's knees as she knelt in front of her. Lauren returned the favor, pulling Nikki's T-Shirt over her head and running her hands over her breasts. The real prize, though, was waiting for her below, and she was determined, if Nikki was going to have Mike, that she was going to have a taste of Nikki. And so, parting Nikki's legs, she ran her tongue over her stomach and along her inner thighs, just as they had done in the film. Nikki knew what she was going to do and was delighted, as her attention returned to the screen. Lauren licked very slowly along Nikki's thighs as she held Nikki's legs up and apart with her hands. Nikki slid a little down the sofa, exposing both her pussy and her anus. Mike was watching both performances, amazed at his sister and her sudden lack of inhibition. In between the screen and the show on the sofa, Mike happened to glance out of the window. "Shit!, Shit! Move it, Dad's back!" shouted Mike, grabbing some of his clothes. "We'll have to hide down here, he'll see us going up!" "Where?" shouted Nikki, switching off the TV and grabbing clothes wherever she found them. She had a look of absolute panic about her. "Quick, behind the sofa!" whispered Lauren, pushing Nikki to the back of the room. The children piled down behind the sofa, not caring how they landed as long as they were out of sight and quiet. They had just crammed themselves in when they heard their father's key in the front door. "It's me! Hello?" They heard his footsteps going into the kitchen and a number of cupboard doors banging. Lauren was petrified, and felt her sphincter tighten uncontrollably. God knows what would happen if they were caught. She heard distant banging and clattering from the kitchen, and simply waited for the second shout of `Hello', or the sound of footsteps coming into the kitchen or dining room that would signal disaster. Her heart thrashed wildly as she tried to get comfortable, caught between Mike and the sofa and almost lying on top of Nikki. She closed her eyes, letting all her mind concentrate on the noises from downstairs, analysing whether they meant good or bad news. When it became clear that her father was not going to search for them, Lauren again took stock of where they had all landed. The space between the sofa and the wall was such that only two people could really squeeze in there, and the sofa was only pulled away from the wall to let the radiators function during the winter. However, it had become a useful place to store junk out of sight. She and Mike were head to head, while Nikki was the other way round. She could see a similar concern written all over Mike's face, and smiled weakly at him. Mike silently brought his hand up and placed it on her neck, reassuring her. Almost immediately, Lauren felt something prodding between them, and realised that his erection was regaining it's strength. Mike ran his hand across her cheek, pulling her lips gently towards his own. His kissed her upper lip very romantically as he stroked her face, his hard cock now searching out her hairless pussy. Nikki was squashed between the sofa and Lauren's bottom. She could see between Lauren's legs since her face was only a couple of inches from her vagina, and so she was also amused to see Mike's cock regaining it's potency and head for Lauren. As the noises from the kitchen continued, she moved her right hand in between Lauren's legs. Mike's cock then, for reasons unbeknown to Nikki, grew fully erect, pushing into Lauren's leg. Nikki took his weapon and re- directed it towards his sister's vagina. Both Lauren and Mike twitched, not sure who was doing what to whom. Lauren gently let out a long breath as she moved her head slightly to return her brother's kiss. Nikki knew that Lauren was becoming aroused again by the way she ground her hips against the floor, positioning herself very slightly to accept the rigid pole heading for her vagina. Lauren sighed quietly as they heard the front door slam shut. They all waited for the sound of the car engine starting, then Mike extracted himself from the pile of bodies and tiptoed across to the window, confirming that the car was again heading down the hill, and that there were two occupants. His cock stood proudly out in front of him as he looked inquiringly at his sister, still squatting behind the sofa. "Shit, the video was running all the time!" blurted Lauren, looking at the VCR under the TV. "Let's see a bit more, then I think Mike needs to go to the Chemist and get some protection." instructed Nikki, taking her seat again on the sofa. Lauren sat the other side, with Mike in between. Whispering in her ear, Mike said somewhat embarrassed "Why don't you have any hair down there?" "Nikki had to take it off. Someone from school played a trick with chewing gum" replied Lauren also in a whisper. "Oh" was all Mike could say, although it was clear within a few seconds that his cock fully understood what must have happened. When the TV came back on, it was clear that poor Jane still hadn't been able to remember anything before her accident. She still had very few clothes on, looked beautiful, but managed also to present a perfect portrayal of the dumb bimbo. Either she hadn't ever done anything with her life before the accident, or the medical staff would just have to try even harder. And of course, they chose the latter, deciding that some good fresh air might help her. The next scene found her lying on a sunbed out buy a private swimming pool. So private that the only people around were her and two doctors wearing white coats and sporting stethoscopes to add to the atmosphere. One of the doctors took a bottle of suntan oil and asked her to lie on her stomach while he proceeded to rub it over her back, loosening her bra strap in the process. The second doctor joined in, but from the other end. Within a few seconds, they had her panties off and were administering the oil between her parted legs. Jane clearly found it exciting as evidenced by the pink lips of her vagina parting to reveal the beginnings of a dark tunnel. Lauren also thought that it looked as though she could see inside her anus, but presumed that was a trick of the light. "Why don't we stop it here?" asked Nikki, ever practical and not averse to being a party pooper. "OK, shall I make some lunch then, I think there's stuff in the fridge." said Lauren "Good idea, while Mike goes down-town" encouraged Nikki. And so, and to the surprise of the other two, Lauren stood up, pulled on her T-Shirt, and walked into the kitchen, not caring who noticed her bare legs, and unconcerned that her knickers were on the lounge floor. Nikki dressed similarly, while Mike prepared for his quick trip to the Chemist. "Back in about thirty minutes you two" he shouted, slamming the door. Although he had an air of bravado about him, inside he was rehearsing the lines to be delivered at the chemist. "What would you do if your Dad found you naked?" asked Nikki. "I know what he'd do. He'd kill me." End of Chapter 7 Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (8-9/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 17 Jul 1997 16:49:18 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 8 Sunday 12th July Mike was very proud of himself, having purchased ten condoms without having to ask for twenty-seven other things beforehand, without dropping his money at the till, and without blushing too profusely. Indeed, a triumph and milestone in his life. He bounced along, whistling and looking at the mountains either side of the valley, and considered himself very fortunate to be home with two pretty girls who were so keen to learn. Which brought him to his senses. He was intrigued how they seemed to be so knowledgeable and uninhibited. He had always shied away from girls in case they found him lacking or wanted him to do something he couldn't, but this was so easy. And Lauren, she had changed in the past six months from being a little brat, in his opinion, to a sexy little girl who seemed to have a very intimate relationship with Nikki. In fact, it was clear to Mike that those two conspired together every hour of the day with respect to boys and sex and their quest for knowledge. He walked up to the back door and entered the kitchen. Lauren was sitting on her favorite stool facing the back door, with her arms around Nikki, who also faced him and had managed to find a little bit of the stool to sit on as well. They were simply cuddling and talking quietly, although Lauren's arms around Nikki's waist caused her T- Shirt to ride up, revealing her dark pubic hair between her shapely legs and a hint of the top of her little pussy. He would have loved to run his hand between Nikki's legs to discover whether they had been talking about boys. Perhaps, he thought wickedly, they had been talking about girls. "Well, did you get them?" asked Nikki, pulling away from Lauren. As she did, Mike caught another glimpse of his sister's shaved pussy just before she closed her legs. His glance was not missed by Lauren who might just have allowed him a longer look if they had been on their own. "Easy, look" he said, holding up his trophy. "Hey! Did they ask you any difficult questions?" joked Lauren. "No, not even what flavour! The girl behind the counter sounded like she sells them all day" quipped Mike. "You can't get them in flavours stupid, you don't eat them!" said Lauren "Er, I think you can, Sis. I'll explain later!" "OK! Lunch time. Oh, there's a new house rule, by the way" giggled Nikki, looking at Lauren. "Yeah, T-shirts only. Go and change!" added Lauren, grinning at Mike. The girls laughed loudly as Mike went upstairs to `change' for lunch. Five minutes later, he reappeared and took his place at the kitchen table. His semi-hard cock bobbed under his shirt, and each time the tip rubbed against the material, it bobbed again, refusing to lie down or become fully erect. Lauren had poured some wine to go with their meal, and they toasted each other to a happy summer, even though Lauren and Nikki still had school that next week. They ate quickly and Lauren made some tea. Once finished, Lauren took her position at the sink to do the washing up, while Nikki and Mike waited to dry the dishes. Nikki made a number of deliberate attempts to bump into Mike, just to make sure that things were still active under his T-Shirt, once making a direct grab for his cock and holding it briefly. In response, while Lauren's back was turned, he ran his fingers between the cheeks of her bottom as far as his hand would go, causing her to rise on tip toes and draw in a sharp breath. A little surge of excitement ran through them both as he removed his hand and took another plate. As they returned to the lounge, the effect of the wine and food was apparent, as Mike slumped onto the sofa while Lauren and Nikki each took an armchair. "Shall we start the film off?" said Nikki eagerly. "Go on then" encouraged Mike. "Rewind that bit to the beginning where she gets the sun tan stuff". "Hold on, shouldn't you get you things ready? Let me have a look at them. How do they work?" asked Lauren. "God, honestly, sometimes you're so innocent, you know" said Nikki, even though she too had never seen a condom, let alone put one on a boy's cock But at least she knew what they were for, one up on her little friend. Mike took the packet and pulled out a condom, then another two and distributed them to the girls who now sat at his feet in front of the sofa. "Yeah, so now what?" asked Lauren. "What does it say on the packet?" "Er, Extra Safe, and Electronically Tested, and Anatom, hang on .... er, Anatomically Shaped Condoms" offered Mike, reading the words on the pack of twelve. "Oh, here you are, holding the teat, roll a new condom completely over the erect penis before contact. Carefully remove after ejaculation, taking care to avoid any spillage. Use once only." "Sounds easy. Turn the film on then!" Nikki said, twisting around so she could see the TV. Lauren sat up on the sofa, debating whether she would watch the film (probably) or curl up and fall asleep (probably as well). She stretched out with her head on the arm of the sofa at the other end from her brother, and allowed her feet to wander across his legs. Jane was back on the screen, having her back massaged and oiled again. Lauren shifted slightly to get more comfortable, accidentally brushing her foot against her brother's rigid cock. She thought that would be an interesting game to play, and so as she lay there, she ran her toes idly up and down his cock providing just enough stimulation to keep it stiff without any fear of him coming. As Jane lost her bikini bottom, Lauren again noted the larger than normal hole she had for her anus, and attributed this to the way she was built. The doctor at her feet opened his white coat to reveal a massive cock pointing in the direction of Jane. The second doctor had also undone his coat, and with his hand behind Jane's head, pushed his cock into her mouth. The camera zoomed in to show her lips around the monster cock, and how she used her tongue around the swollen member. Meanwhile the other doctor wanted to take her from behind, and had spread her legs, lubricating her pussy lips with large amounts of sun tan oil. Nikki took a deep breath. Her fingers were sticky from playing with herself, and she licked them, tasting her youthful scent. She dearly wanted Mike's cock inside her and thought about how she would like to do it. The sofa was the best bet, and she wanted to watch the film and let Lauren see what was happening at the same time. She decided that if she got him to do her from behind that might work, and so with Plan A conceived and mentally agreed, she turned to look at Mike who was fixated by the scene on the TV. Kissing his knees, she slowly parted his legs, noting that Lauren's foot was moving up and down his cock. Jane, still on her stomach on the sun bed, had moved so that her head was hanging over the end, and below her sat one of the naked doctors, presenting her his cock for sucking. The second doctor, naked as well, had parted her straight legs to a seemingly impossible degree, and the scene cut to a close-up of his frightening weapon at the entrance to Jane's sopping wet pussy. Placing his hand in the small of her back, he expertly aimed his cock and teasingly pushed slowly so that only an inch disappeared inside. Mike nudged Nikki, pointing to the screen. Lauren was already glued to the set. Pulling his cock back out, he took it in his hand and gave it a couple of strokes, and then replaced it, pushing deeper and deeper until finally, to the children's amazement, it was in to the hilt and their pubic hair met. Jane continued to suck on the cock in front of her, holding his balls with her right hand. The movement of her head was assisted, it seemed, from the pounding she was receiving from the rear. As the moans grew louder and the pounding more intense, the climax approached as the camera moved to the side of the doctor in her pussy. The doctor was frantically stoking into her like a dog, holding her waist to give himself maximum leverage. And suddenly, he withdrew and shot cum over her back, then way over her head, and finally over the cheeks of her bottom. Again, after a few seconds, he replaced his cock in her red pussy, rubbing the cum from her bottom into her anus. The camera cut quickly to her face, just as the second doctor exploded in her mouth, and cum dribbled from between her lips down his shaft and over his balls. The doctor held her head tightly as he came, roughly pulling her head back when he felt satisfied. The other man then slowly withdrew, entered her slowly and withdrew again. "Freeze it there, please" implored Nikki, as the head of the man's cock disappeared into Jane's pussy, which had a tell-tale dribble of cum running from her hole and down her leg. "Jesus, I haven't seen this bit before". Mike stopped the video, running his hand over Lauren's legs as a way of saying thank you for playing with his cock which by now was absolutely rigid and hurt him a little. He pulled Lauren towards him causing her to bend her legs, the right one flat on the sofa while the other knee pointed to the ceiling, giving Nikki a view of her wet pussy. Nikki resumed her knee kissing, moving slowly up his legs and arriving at his balls. Her tongue found the base of his cock, and Lauren's toes. Taking her foot, she moved it to the top of Mike's cock and started sucking both. After several minutes, during which Lauren squirmed on the sofa while playing with her pussy, Nikki took a condom and tore the corner off the foil packet. She had no idea which way up they were meant to be, but Mike found the little bulb at the end and held it for her. She took it between her thumb and forefinger while Lauren watched. Unrolling it over Mike's cock, she made sure that it went down as far as possible, while Lauren sat up and slid onto the floor, allowing Nikki to use the whole of the sofa. Imitating the film, she presented her bottom to Mike while on all fours. His rigid cock hardly moved as he took his position behind her, somewhat unsteadily at first until he managed to place his right foot along her side and in front of her hips. Nikki looked at Lauren, imploringly again, and Lauren shuffled up to them, taking her brother's cock. She pulled Nikki's pussy lips slightly apart with her left hand and again guided him so that the little teat was touching her inner folds. Mike pushed and entered her, causing Nikki to squeal when she realised that his cock felt bigger than it had the day before. She reached out for Lauren, pulling her around so that she could see her, desperate to kiss her beautiful friend on the occasion of the loss of her virginity. Lauren responded warmly, although with her brother's stroking it was difficult to kiss her how she needed to without bumping slightly painfully. So Lauren sized up the situation and contorted herself underneath Nikki so that her feet went out between her brother's. Nikki lowered herself using her arms to support her weight until she felt her breasts touch Lauren's. The movement also caused her bottom to be presented more favorably to Mike, who increased his rate of stroking as he watched the two embrace. Lauren had her arms around Nikki's neck, and the two girls were locked in the most passionate of embraces. Nikki was shivering uncontrollably from the effect of both brother and sister on her body, and as she kissed Lauren's neck Mike took her over the edge into an intense orgasm, not quite as powerful as she had had before, but certainly one for the record books. She held Lauren tightly, sinking slowly between her and the back of the sofa, her eyes closed with Mike's cock now only half inside her but on full view as her left knee bent to expose Mike's condom-covered cock gripped by the little girl's vaginal muscles.. Lauren cupped her left breast, toying with the nipple and comforting her as though she had just been hurt. "Oh, yes" said Nikki dreamily. Lauren saw that her brother had now withdrawn his semi-stiff prick from her friend's pussy, and that it appeared he had not come. She pulled the condom back down over his cock, noting that it glistened in the light from the window and looked like meat does in shrink-wrap in supermarkets. His foreskin was pulled right back, and so she pushed it with her fingers back over the top and down again, slowly and gently, pleased that his cock was regaining some of it's strength. Lauren looked over at Nikki, who appeared to be in another world. "Come on me?" Lauren asked. "Not in me!" she added, sitting up again on the sofa, and moving Mike so that he knelt in front of her on the floor. She took his cock and slowly moved the foreskin up and down so gently and carefully that Mike took a last peek at Nikki's exposed vagina and then closed his eyes, holding Lauren's knees for support. As she gathered speed, her hand moved to wrap around the top of his cock, each stroke making the condom crumple. It stared to get in the way, so Lauren took the curled up bit at the base of his cock and pulled it off. Running her hand from his balls up the top caused (to Lauren's delight) a tiny spot of cum to appear on the head of his cock. She rubbed it with her finger, using it to lubricate the crown. Lauren dearly needed him to come, to prove to herself that she could do it to a boy, and so she brought her feet up onto the edge of the sofa, exposing her shaven pussy. "Hey, perhaps this will help" she whispered. Mike opened his eyes to discover the beautiful sight of his sister's sex. "Oh, Jeeze Lori" he mumbled. His cock pulsed from deep down as she allowed her left hand to stray under his balls while still moving rhythmically up and down his shaft. As he stared at her little clit, he jerked frantically forward, shooting cum between her breasts, then directly at her pussy. Somewhat unromantically, Lauren wondered if the stains would come off the sofa, and there was so much of it. She began to scoop it up even before he finished coming, wiping it on her thighs, and then for a laugh, over her breasts. The scene caused her brother to produce yet another streak of cum, hitting her stomach and dribbling immediately downwards. Lauren stopped as Mike sank to the floor and lay on his back, panting for breath. His cock now hung semi-erect to one side. Lauren realised that she was the odd one out, but didn't really mind. It was going to be an exciting summer with so much to learn and she felt sure that this was the first of many such occasions. Turning to Nikki, she saw that she was still apparently asleep, her breathing regular. She really loved her breasts and their shape as they gave way to the flatness of her stomach down towards her pubic hair. It was then that she noted the slightest trace of blood between her legs. Lauren went to the bathroom and fetched a flannel, squeezed out the warm water and gently wiped away all traces of her loss without waking her. Chapter 9 Saturday 18th July A week had passed since their frolicking in front of the TV, and Lauren and Nikki were now free from school for the duration of the summer holidays - about eight weeks. The weather promised to live up to all expectations in that cloudless skies were expected for at least the whole of the next week, and Lauren had no commitments to go anywhere or do anything, except for a school project which she would start at the end of August. Lauren's affection for her brother had consolidated without manifesting itself in any particular way. They hadn't experimented any more, and after Nikki had taken the video back home, the afternoon had not been mentioned again, even by the girls at school. Lauren thought it unnecessary due to the tight bond that now existed between Lauren and Nikki, evident even to Lauren's mother, who knew something had changed. Of course, she had no idea that their friendship extended into intimacy and involved her son. "So why don't you go up into the mountains with a picnic, that would be fun, wouldn't it? asked Lauren's mother, trying to help her find something to do. "You could invite Mike's friend, Patrik, that he stays with. What about that?" she said hopefully. "or even Stefan and Rebecca next door. Oh, and don't forget we're going to see them in a couple of weeks for lunch." "Yeah yeah yeah...I'll see what Nikki is doing" she said, pressing the quick call button to ring Nikki's house. She heard her answer after a couple of rings. "Hey, it's me, what's happening?" "Not much, we could go shopping, it is Saturday after all. Thought you needed a pattern for your dress?" said Nikki, hoping for something better. "My mum said she'd make us a picnic if we wanted to go up with it" offered Lauren. "I said I'd help, not make it all, miss" her mother shouted. "Yeah yeah, shall we? Mike wants to go, and he might bring his friend from school" added Lauren. "What's his friend like, is he a big boy?" quizzed Nikki with a seductive voice. "How do I know" giggled Lauren. She thought that sometimes Nikki was incorrigible. "OK, let's do it. See you in five minutes. I'll bring some wine from our fridge. Bye" she said, ringing off. And so as Mike talked to Patrik on the phone, the picnic took shape, Lauren making sandwiches while her mother packed some soft drinks into a small hamper. It contained all the plates and cutlery they needed, along with cups and a big tablecloth. Lauren had used it many times, even on her own, when wandering up in the mountains during the hot summers. Nikki arrived with her carrier bag containing the wine and a blanket, and the three set off up the hill to wait for Patrik at the bus stop that dropped people at the start of the mountain trail. He arrived a few minutes later, and after the usual introductions, the boys set off in the lead, holding the hamper while the girls carried Nikki's bag, swapped gossip and watched the boy's bottoms. Patrik was roughly the same height with Germanic blonde hair cut short around his handsome face. The hair made his skin seem more tanned than the average schoolboy, and Nikki noticed that he seemed to be built like Mike in that he had strong shoulders and his tight jeans accentuated his form. However, Nikki felt she still preferred Mike but was willing to wait and see. Lauren wasn't even evaluating the boys, but instead concentrated on how should would fend off any advances that Patrik might make while they were out in the mountains. She was also damn sure that she wasn't going to do anything with her brother while Patrik was around. And so the party made it's way up the trail, deviating slightly off the normal tourist route towards a small stream that Lauren and Mike knew about a mile from the beginning of the track. As they climbed, the dense firs thinned to give way to rough grazing suitable for sheep and the odd goat. They could hear distant cow bells clanging from below and the occasional bleating of a sheep from the craggy rocks above them. The warm sun and the fresh air soon gave them a healthy appetite, and so they were ready for lunch when they arrived at the outcrop that provided both a turning point in the stream and a place to set up their blanket. Lauren readied the lunch in her usual domesticated fashion with some assistance from Nikki while the boys took a look at the water, disappearing from view as they explored the rocks and tracked the water up the mountain. Lauren called them for lunch a couple of times before she saw them re-emerge from behind the rocks. As they all sat down, Nikki asked Patrik to open her wine and he obliged by pouring it into a beaker for each of them. They munched in silence, listening to the incessant warbling of a skylark way over their heads and the burbling of the little stream next to them. The cars winding along the roads below them were silent, as was the train that passed through the valley on its way to Lausanne. Nikki lay back, blades of grass poking in her hair as she watched the cloudless sky. "Your mum's very good to you, you know. Mine wouldn't have gone to all that trouble, making all that food." "She thinks you're underfed" replied Mike, smiling as he moved slightly towards her and lay on his stomach. "Rubbish" said Nikki indignantly, hitting him gently on the arm "I'm not that bad. Parts of me are pretty good, you know" she teased. "Oh, I know" quipped Mike, gazing at the small mounds of Nikki's breasts. Lauren was unimpressed. `Here we go again' she thought. However, this time she had no desire to watch her brother having his way with Nikki. Even the thought of Patrik and his strong body could not complete with a feeling of serenity that possessed Lauren as she relaxed after her lunch. She watched as Nikki strategically positioned herself so that only Mike could see the little gap between her legs. Lauren knew exactly what she was doing without having to see for herself. She guessed that her brother, who took casual glances in Nikki's direction now and again, could see plenty. Lauren watched as he moved on the blanket, not just to get a better view no doubt but also to give his expanding cock room to breath. Nikki leaned back on her elbows, her legs gliding apart again slightly so that Mike had an even better view of here little knickers and the tempted darkened valley that her pussy made against the tight material. Nikki licked her finger and pretended to rub off a spot of dirt from her thigh, looking up suddenly to see Mike's big eyes riveted to her underwear. The wicked smile on Nikki's lips betrayed her true intentions, and so it was surprise that, as if on cue, Mike suggested that he and Nikki should take a look at the river. Nikki obligingly followed before he even finished speaking. She pulled her skirt into place, smoothing down the back as she walked towards the stream with him. Clearly, Patrik had been forewarned and made no effort to follow them. Instead, he poured more wine for Lauren and himself, and leant back on a rock to watch the view. He attempted to make small talk but was unaccomplished and had nothing much to say for himself. Lauren could hear giggles coming from the rocks and hoped they were enjoying themselves. She conjured up a vision of her brother's lovely cock pushing into Nikki as she lay on her back for the whole world to see. Patrik smiled at her. Lauren conceded that he wasn't too bad looking, it was just that she didn't want to do anything to him that might give him any ideas. As the giggling increased, she was quite convinced that he was listening to the others just as she was, and watched the expression on his face as he pretended to gaze over the scenery below. Lauren positioned herself so that she could talk to Patrik as well as see the others in the background. Her bother, with his underpants around his knees, braced himself above Nikki as she lay on her back next to the stream. He had his shirt on still, and his shoes and socks. Nikki on the other hand appeared to have lost her knickers, but retained her skirt which had been hoisted over her waist. Lauren thought she saw a little blob at the end of Mike's cock, and Lauren assumed that he had already rolled a condom over his big shaft. Lauren felt hot, her head swimming slightly not only from the effect of the sunshine and wine but also from the heady vision of her brother entering her best friend. Patrik edged closer to Lauren, but she felt that she would have to disappoint him, as she crossed her legs and commented on the stunning view. To make her point undeniably final, she stood up and walked around in pretense of seeing the valley more clearly, managing in the process to gain an even better view of her brother pumping madly into Nikki. She watched her brother finish off, and concluded from his jerking and the care he took withdrawing that he had probably come this time. Lauren sat down again, gathering her legs underneath her. She could hear the hurried activity beyond as they both dressed. Returning after ten minutes to the picnic - as though they had only been for a quiet stroll in the countryside - Nikki and Mike finished their wine and the four of them sat talking together about school and parents. Time passed so rapidly that they noticed that it was almost five o'clock before they decided to make their way down the mountain and back home. Patrik was disappointed with the lack of success of his overtures to Lauren but said nothing. Equally, Nikki and Mike said nothing about their riverside experience. A warm glow was kindled inside Lauren, partially by the overhead sun and the lunch, but also by a burning desire for both her brother and her best girlfriend. Lauren was supremely happy that afternoon as they walked through the trees and out onto the road, convinced beyond any doubt that she was in love, and anyone who talked to her would have been forgiven for thinking she was drunk. She arrived home with her brother to find her mother watching television quietly by herself, her father on the sofa, asleep. A book on religious fanaticism lay on his stomach, spine broken, pages down, moving in unison with his breathing. Another book, apparently spared it's companion's fate, lay unopened on the carpet, titled `Waco and Beyond'. Lauren guessed why he was asleep; she had found it difficult to understand why he had wanted to move from the governments Internal Affairs department across to the new section of the National Bureau, concerned with organised subversion. He had made it sound glamorous, even a bit of a James Bond role, until he confirmed that he had an enormous amount of reading to do if he wanted to really progress. The only perk that came with the new position was a four-wheel drive car that promised to be very useful in the winter. She emptied the picnic things into the sink and tiptoed up the stairs with Mike. End of Chapter 9 Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (10/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 18 Jul 1997 16:51:50 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 10 Monday 20th July Lauren had been waiting about ten minutes for Nikki when the bus appeared from around the corner just as her friend arrived. They boarded it and secured their usual back seats checking the occupants for any boys. Lauren needed to get the pattern for her bridesmaids dress and Nikki wanted to come and help select it. The only place to get the pattern was Interlaken, and so they settled back for the twenty minute journey. The bus took them along the banks of the lake Thuner See, the brilliant blue water dotted with pleasure craft. The ferries that plied up and down during the summer months jostled for position at the small quays, anxious to collect passengers along their routes. The houses either side of the road huddled together, their roofs overhanging several meters in places. Gift shops displayed their usual trinkets, cow bells, Toblerone, postcards and cuckoo clocks. The advertising was unobtrusive, elegant to the point of being refined, and the natural wood and stone of the area had been used thoughtfully in the design of the properties. The streets were spotlessly clean; graffiti had yet to invade the country. Many of the villages had working wells as a center point, offering a natural place for meeting, discussion and the general contemplation of life. Lauren and Nikki chatted about the wedding and where they would go for their honeymoon if they found someone to marry. Lauren confided that she couldn't work out how people get boyfriends. "I mean, how do you know when you going out with them rather than just seeing them and being friends?" "I guess you kiss a lot and that does it. It's more than just going to the cinema or something" advised Nikki with authority. Lauren looked at her, noting the wisdom of her advice. "What if someone just asks you to go out with them, though?" "Oh, I don't think that counts!" "Are you my brother's girlfriend?" "I don't know. I suppose I could be. But we don't keep planning when we're going to see each other." "I just don't get it. And I really don't see how you can ever be sure enough about someone to want to marry them. That means that you spend all your life with them!" said Lauren. "Yeah, I know, it must be really difficult. I could never do that." Lauren was deep in thought as they passed Spiez Castle, its majestic square tower standing out proudly against the deep blue of the lake. The girls left the station and made their way up the High Street through the middle of the town. They found a haberdashers on the corner of the first cross street, where the door rang a little bell as they entered. Lauren thought she had been in here before but couldn't remember why, although she knew where the patterns were kept, and made her way over by the window in the far corner. After very lengthy discussions, they selected one and paid the owner fifteen francs before leaving. Walking west, they bought a couple of magazines before entering a coffee house and sitting down. Nikki's mother had given her some money to buy lunch and they indulged themselves in milk shakes and pastries while reading the articles in the magazines and generally over-staying their welcome as the proprietor paced up and down, fingering the bill and shaking his head as they talked and giggled at the articles. As they left the coffee shop they parted, Nikki taking the return bus while Lauren made her way to the north of town to get a bus to the woman who was to make the dress, Kristal. She had already phoned her to say that as she didn't know the times of the buses she could only say that she would be there sometime in the afternoon. As she walked, she heard music from what looked like a clothes shop across the street. For Interlaken it was a large shop with a couple of steps up from the pavement into the main door. Lauren crossed the road and leaned on the black wrought-iron railings to look through the window. It appeared that a fashion show was in progress, and she could just see a makeshift catwalk and models showing off brightly coloured clothes. Looking around, she saw an advertisement on the window, announcing a free fashion show in aid of a local children's charity. Lauren entered the shop, and made her way to a space halfway along the small catwalk which joined up to what look like the regular changing rooms. She watched as children her own age skipped out of the changing rooms in jeans and warm clothing in autumn colours. The looked genuinely happy, probably she thought because they were amateurs and doing it for charity. The music was upbeat and added to the excitement. As she looked around, she noticed a boy on his own on the opposite side of the catwalk, closer to the changing rooms, also watching the parade. She was impressed. He looked about Mike's age but that made him all the more interesting - she couldn't imagine her brother being interested in such things. As he turned to look at the far end of the catwalk his gaze passed over her and returned in a perfect double-take. Lauren looked down at her shoes as her heart beat wildly. After a pause, her eyes followed the legs of one of the models from her shoes up to her skirt. Glancing cautiously off to the right of the model, she was relieved to see that his attention had returned to the show. Relaxing, she looked around and found a spare program and noted that there was the usual wedding dress at the climax and decided that she would stay. Lauren felt very pleased with herself, even a little grown up, and applauded in most of the right places. So involved with the show was she that she didn't notice the boy again looking directly at her, smiling, nodding as if to say that he thought it was a great show. Lauren nervously smiled back and looked at her program, glad to have the catwalk between her and the grinning boy. The audience applauded as the models wearing the spring collection appeared at the beginning of the catwalk but as she looked up she was disappointed to discover that he had gone. She looked quickly towards the door, but there was no sign of him. "This is supposed to be the latest in children's clothes if you can afford it!" said the young boy, standing next to her. Her heart leapt as she glanced at his face and then back to her program "Oh, I, er I was just in here on my way to the bus stop" replied Lauren, thinking that she didn't have to sound so apologetic, she could watch if she wanted to. "I should stay, they might give away free samples!" joked the boy. "My name's Jim" "Hi. Lauren." She paused, wondering what he wanted with her. As they looked at the clothes, a very young boy tripped and fell, jumping back up within seconds to the applause of the crowd. Both Lauren and Jim clapped, exchanging smiles. Lauren's fear and trepidation gave way to excitement as she relaxed in the knowledge that the boy wasn't a mad axe man that her mother often warned her about. "That's lovely. Look at that" shouted Lauren over the music as a girl her own age walked in a carefree manner past her wearing a pale blue summer dress. She was surprised that she was able to make conversation with him as that had always been her greatest fear as she imagined herself meeting boys in her daydreams. "Can you spare a thousand francs?" "You're joking. Nobody would pay that...would they?" she asked with a look of astonishment. "Sure. And so when Lauren mentioned that she was interested in the wedding dress and showed him the pattern the conversation (which Lauren could remember nothing about when she told Nikki later) turned to modeling and the skills required. Jim flatteringly said that he thought that Lauren would do a better job than many of the models, a comment she dismissed until he repeated it and confirmed he was serious. Lauren watched the models and concluded that there was much skill in professional modeling that she had seen on the TV but not unexpectedly it was absent from there today. She warmed to Jim and his easy manner, and after the final wedding dress she didn't hesitate when he suggested going for a walk along the main street. The crowds were thinning now as the shops began to close, their shutters half way down to discourage further customers. As they turned the corner by the river, the distinctive aroma of roasting coffee filled the air, it's source easily identified from the smoke billowing through an extractor fan twenty meters from them. Jim tugged her by the hand, past the cafe window displaying pastries and bread, and into the dimly lit shop as the bell tinkled above the door. Lauren looked at him and noticed more than a superficial similarity to her brother. Jim had dark curly hair, longer than her brothers and a strong, dark face with brilliant white teeth in a firm jaw. He wore a light leather jacket and dark green open-necked shirt with jeans. He had an expensive but casual air about him and seemed at ease in restaurants. It transpired that he too was on holiday from school, but attended a boarding school in Grenoble. Lauren's nerves calmed as she became more open and engaged further in conversation with him. By the end of the coffee they were laughing and joking, and he teased Lauren kindly about allsorts of things while at the same time paying her compliments in an indirect manner. He again brought up his thoughts that she should have been up on the catwalk. "Do you really think so? I don't know what to do" responded Lauren, intrigued beyond measure. "You're a natural, you're so calm" Jim said looking into her eyes. "Well, I don't know." "Why don't you visit my aunt? She's great with potential models. She'll tell you if you've got it" he said casually. Lauren wanted to know every detail about his aunt, and it turned out that she was a friend of his family's rather than an real aunt, but they treated her like one. She also had another lady assisting in the business, and they worked from an old farmhouse outside Brienz, an area she was not familiar with except as a final destination on one of the bus routes. She was very busy but if she wanted, Jim would try and get her an appointment. Lauren thought it might be fun, but was sure her mother would kill her if she knew. Jim added that sometimes she can get new models work doing catalogue photos. That did it for Lauren, and giggling, she wrote her phone number on his hand, asking him to call her when he heard from his aunt. "Can I call you anyway? Perhaps we could go somewhere" he asked. "Sure, that would be fun" said Lauren smiling back at him as she blushed. They left the cafe and briefly held hands in the street before going their separate ways. Lauren was astounded. It had been so easy, and her nervousness had disappeared quickly. Jim, she thought, that's a nice name. She spent the whole of the journey trying to remember what he looked like and was disappointed to discover that she couldn't remember the colour of his eyes, or even very much of what they talked about. All she really knew was that he had her number, and she would die if he didn't call her again. Lauren took the bus in her enhanced dream state to Kristal's house, walking the last two hundred meters down the little lane to the last house on the right. The tiny hamlet was deserted, the silence broken only by the tuneless twittering of a lark high above her head. She couldn't see the bird, even against the background of the rapidly rising mountains that marked the end of the gardens for many of the houses. A high-pitched squeak greeted her as she opened the iron gate. She made her way slowly up the brick path, knocking on the door as she inspected the formal flower bed around the front of the house. Kristal opened the door and greeted her with more pleasure than she had been expecting, even though she hadn't seen her for almost a year. She hugged her on the doorstep before allowing her into the lounge. Lauren looked around and saw that most of the downstairs part of the old house had been converted into her workshop since her last visit. Kristal spread the pattern out on her cutting table and poured over it, sighing and nodding occasionally as she took note of the shape and features of the dress and bodice, glancing occasionally at Lauren as she checked her shape with professional detachment. Kristal checked the date of the wedding and her other commitments, nodding to confirm that she would have enough time to do it. She held a tape- measure up against Lauren's chest, noting down the numbers as she moved to her waist and then her hips. She measured her breasts again, pulling the tape tightly together to ensure that her measurements were accurate. "Want a coffee or something" asked Kristal. "Something, but not coffee, I've had so much today" replied Lauren, sitting down as Kristal motioned towards the sofa. She looked at the large room, noting the pastel shades of pink and the darker reds that gave the room a sense of style and purpose. It was clear that someone had thought about the colour scheme carefully before starting and had created a superb impression of opulence and space. Kristal returned with some ice-cold lemonade and sat down with her, placing her glass on the coffee table in front of them. Her long dark hair swirled over the shoulders of her simple white blouse. As she sat down, the long dark blue wrap-around dress fell open slightly to reveal her thigh. The conversation continued with weddings and marriages, and Kristal was keen to hear who was getting married. "AnneMarie Grob, in our village" said Lauren. "What? Does she have very long blonde hair, pretty face, medium height?" asked Kristal quickly. "Yes, that's her. Do you know her?" "I used to, but haven't seen her for ages. I must give her a call and congratulate her" said Kristal. Her smile faded from her face as she looked down. "I must wash my hands, just a moment" Lauren looked around for a new topic to discuss. "Does your husband still work in advertising?" shouted Lauren at the kitchen. Kristal returned. "He was a photographer, and we've been separated for almost four months actually. Don't worry, I thought I'd told everyone" said Kristal with a slightly embarrassed tone. She pulled her skirt across her knees, covering her legs. "I'm sorry, you were only married ..." stuttered Lauren, making it worse. "I know, less than a year. It was strange, when you're a little older I tell you about it" said Kristal reassuring her. "Oh dear, will you get back together again?" asked Lauren, not to be put off that easily. Kristal took a deep breath and launched into an edited version of why they had separated. She had married after knowing him for only a few months, during which time they had had a very passionate relationship. Their work and her husband's sexual enthusiasm (Lauren guessed that was what she meant by `drive') had made their marriage more and more difficult. Lauren plucked up courage to ask a really adult question. "So he wanted to sleep with you all the time?" he asked, half expecting to get her face slapped. "No! Wait" smiled Kristal, warming visibly to Lauren. She walked across the room and returned with an album of photos marked `Wedding'. "There, that's me on my wedding day, and there he is. I look quite happy, yes? Now look!" Lauren stared at the page. Kristal looked overweight and bored, far worse than she did as Lauren looked at her to provide a comparison. Kristal turned to her. "The problem was that he couldn't satisfy me. Maybe some of it was my fault for being so demanding, but the fun we had before we were married soon disappeared. I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to hear about this, I'm a bad advert for marriage!" said Kristal, touching Lauren's arm in reassurance. "No, I think I understand. It's just that so many things are happening at the moment to me that I think sometimes my head will explode." confided Lauren. "It's not easy, you take your time. I'll tell you more if you want when you come back for the first fitting. Shall we say three days? That should give me time to cut it out and tack together the important panels." suggested Kristal. "OK" said Lauren, making for the door, "See you then, same time" she said, waving as she went down the steps into the road to catch the bus back to Interlaken, and from there another to Andleburg. An hour later, she climbed the hill to her house. A large blue car was parked outside the neighbour's house, and Lauren was even more intrigued as two ladies got out, both very well dressed, and went round towards the back door. Lauren though that one was Chinese and the other from somewhere else, maybe the middle east or Turkey. She raised her eyebrows as she meditated, losing her train of thought as her magic carpet imagination whisked her off on another fantasy ride. End of Chapter 10 Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (11a/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 18 Jul 1997 16:53:09 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 11 Thursday 23rd July Three days later, Lauren journey back to Kristal's house on the bus, arriving at about two o'clock. She rang the door bell and was interested to see that Kristal looked much smarter than she had last time, wearing tights or stockings, an ivory coloured skirt and white blouse with a small, matching ivory waistcoat buttoned down the middle. Her shoes looked like her mother's which were made by Bally. Her long dark hair was pinned up, allowing a few strands to elegantly frame each side of her face. Lauren was about to ask if she was going out, but Kristal read her thoughts. "Had to see the solicitor. I need to look like I mean business until I get to court, then I'll look poor! Anyway, a celebration is in order, my ex-husband just paid part of the settlement" she said, showing Lauren to the sofa. Lauren wasn't sure how to react, assuming that Kristal was referring to her divorce, but felt under-dressed for sure. She sat down while Kristal went into the kitchen. "Do you drink Champagne? Oh, please don't say `no'. Oh, or are you still under age?" inquired Kristal. "I'd like some" said Lauren, hopefully answering all her questions as a dull pop came from the kitchen. She emerged with a small tray, a bottle and two tall fluted glasses and placed them on the coffee table. Kristal poured the champagne and clinked her glass against Lauren's. "Here's to us girls!" she said by way of a toast. "Here here. Mmm. Oh, it's gone up my nose, it's so fizzy" giggled Lauren, holding her hand against her nose as though she was about to sneeze. "Slowly, there's no rush. Once we've a little drink we can see how you look in the dress. I'm quite pleased with it but I would like to know if you intend wearing it afterwards, I mean as a summer dress or something." "I don't know, I hadn't thought about it. I suppose it would be a waste to use it only once, wouldn't it" said Lauren, sipping her wine again. "And I think you'll look beautiful in it. You'll see. Better even than my bridesmaids - you saw them didn't you?" asked Kristal, filling Lauren's glass. "Yes, did you keep your wedding dress?" asked Lauren, remembering that Kristal had promised to tell her the details about her ex-husband. "No, I cut it up and cleaned my car with it! she said with a laugh, covering her mouth with her hand, suppressing the beginnings of an attack of the giggles. "Actually, I sold it. It cost quite a lot to make, and I don't think I'll be needing it again, even if I am only nineteen". "Surely you'll marry again?" Kristal moved towards her, touching her arm gently. "Lauren, don't worry. When I was your age all I wanted was to feel sure that I'd find the right man and live happily ever after. Now, I'm sure that it's possible, but I don't see it happening to me. Like I think I said, I was so sure about my husband before we married, and he sort of ran out of steam before we had been married a year." Lauren stared at her drink and emptied it. "I don't know what to think, life is beginning to get so difficult and confusing." Her thoughts momentarily wandered off to Nikki and Mike and the fun they had had together. Her desires felt so natural and wholesome but then at other times they worried her. Kristal filled both glasses. "My trouble was that when I was your age, I experimented, as does everyone I think, with boys and girls. But I didn't listen to what was going on inside me and I didn't give myself time to find the right person" As the conversation continued, Lauren felt her head starting to swim. She had had two or three glasses of champagne after a light lunch and she was slightly hungry. "How long before you chose between boys and girls then?" asked Lauren, looking at her glass. Kristal stood up and took off her waistcoat, leaving it on an armchair. "Gee, I'm warm. How long? Oh, I don't know if I've ever made that choice, not one against the other for ever. Lauren, I'm not sure if I should be talking to you like this, your mother would be angry I think" warned Kristal, as she sat back down curling her legs under her, facing Lauren. "I won't say anything to anyone, don't worry" said Lauren, resting her head on the back of the sofa, noting that she couldn't quite see between Kristal's legs. "I trust you. You see, I found that it's so different when a man touches you to when a woman does, you know?" Kristal paused momentarily, but long enough to see that Lauren was nodding very slightly. "My husband and I used to have a very good sex life until just after we were married and then it sort of stopped. If it hadn't been for a friend of mine I would have gone mad. She satisfied me in a way that I hadn't felt before, but that's not to say a man couldn't" said Kristal, watching intently the expression on Lauren's face as she added intrigue and mystery to her story. She continued. "Sara was patient, she believed in and practiced foreplay and knew - because she was a woman - how to treat a woman. I found that the men I went with just wanted to get inside me and that was it. They had no time for my feelings." Lauren nodded. "What did she do, then?" asked Lauren, thinking that she knew the answer anyway. "We used to take each other's clothes off, but slowly, without a rush. And when she touched me, she knew where and when and how hard and all of those things that you've been doing to yourself for a few years, I would think. She would kiss me all over and I would happily do the same for her. And she always washed and made sure she was clean. In fact that was the best bit sometimes, just having a bath together, washing ourselves." The frown on Lauren's forehead relaxed as her lips partly slightly to give way to the slightest smile. She nodded. "I'll show you if you like, but don't decide now. Think about it and tell me after we've checked out your dress. Come on, take your shoes off" she said, offering Lauren her hand. Lauren was a little unstable on her feet, and felt worse when she was asked to stand on a small box, about a foot high. Kristal brought the dress over from her table and Lauren put her arms through the jacket. Kristal went round the box and faced Lauren. Pulling the jacket together, she made a couple of marks with her chalk and took it off her. "I think you'll have to slip your jeans down so that I can get a decent measurement of your hips" Lauren obeyed, unzipping her jeans and pushing them past her knees so they bunched around her ankles, all the while holding on to Kristal with the other hand. The skirt section was draped around her and fastened at the front. "I'm going to put some layers under it to give it more volume, let's try some and see what you think" said Kristal. Lauren wasn't exactly sure what she meant, but realised that it would be like having many petticoats on under a dress to give it a very traditional Swiss shape. Thankfully, Lauren noted that it didn't have the gaudy reds, blues and greens that characterised many of the traditional Swiss costumes. With the outer material in place, Kristal worked a number of layers underneath, pinning them in place. "OK, that's it. Down you get. Now, let me have this bit" she said, taking away the lower skirt and the multiple layers underneath. "Have you thought about whether you'll be wearing stockings at the wedding?" Kristal asked, knowing that Lauren didn't possess a pair. "Er no, not really." "Well, sit down and try some on" Lauren pulled off her jeans and sat on the edge of the sofa while Kristal fussed about her, fixing a garter belt in place and then a pair of dark blue stockings. She insisted doing it all for her, and all Lauren had to do was stand and walk over the mirror. Lauren was delighted with what she saw. She looked so grown up, and with her shoes on, the stockings accentuated the shape of her legs. She twirled, looking at the shape of her bottom and the crisp outline of one leg against the other. When Kristal brought in a white pair, she wanted to do it herself. Lauren returned to the sofa, and with one leg bent up against her chest, she rolled one pair off and the other on, standing and fixing the straps herself with much satisfaction. Kristal followed her this time to the mirror and sat down at her feet. She looked in the mirror at Lauren while pulling one of the stockings up higher to match the other. Her hand came away from the material and caught her vagina. "Oh, sorry" she said, looking up at Lauren. Lauren smiled. She felt so sexy, even a little powerful, and understood what Kristal was doing. She had already made her mind up that she wanted to know more from this girl and so she turned to her, her legs apart slightly more than necessary. "That's OK, I'm a bit wet" "I know. That's because you feel sexy. And that's because you are, very sexy" she said quietly, trailing her fingers down the back of her legs. "Show me what she did to you?" whispered Lauren, swaying slightly from the wine and the touch of the girl. Kristal smiled up at her. "Lie on the sofa, I'll be back when the bath is ready. All we'll do is wash together. Hey, and don't fall asleep on me." requested Kristal, on her way to the bathroom. Lauren heard the sound of the water as the bath filled, and heard a couple of drawers shutting, presumably from the bedroom. The water stopped, and Lauren heard the toilet flush, reminding her the she needed to go as well. She had noticed a cloakroom by the from door and made her way towards it. She returned inside a minute, and lay back on the sofa just as Kristal entered the lounge. She had changed into a short white silk dressing gown that fastened at the front. Her hair was down, hanging loosely way past her shoulders. She had removed her stockings and shoes. Lauren thought she had probably removed her underwear as well, but didn't really mind. In fact, as the room floated around, she cared about nothing at all. Kristal leaned down and picked up Lauren in her arms like a baby. "Relax, I won't drop you" she said reassuringly, carrying her into the bedroom and placing her gently on the bed. "Mmm, that's nice" said Lauren, feeling the cool cotton against her thighs. "Let's get you ready for your bath, then, shall we?" Kristal sat next to her and eased her T-Shirt over her head. She looked stunned as she looked at the little girl's breasts and seemed to have to restrain herself from proceeding too quickly. Kristal leaned over and kissed Lauren's stomach, causing butterflies to flutter through her own body. Her lips pecked at her soft skin, slowly and gently, just as she had described to her. Lauren closed her eyes and sank deeper into the pillow, her right hand finding Kristal's head where she played with her long, dark hair. Kristal's kisses traveled upwards between her breasts, and as they reached her neck, Lauren leaned backwards to give her as much encouragement as possible. Kristal moved around to the side of her neck and kissed below her ear. Lauren's heart was pounding, her body torn between rapid satisfaction and prolonging an exquisite experience at the hands of the older teenager. Perhaps she could be satisfied many times this afternoon. Without making any particular decision, Lauren resumed her floating as Kristal's tongue licked around her ear. Lauren parted her legs by bending the right knee, and moved her right hand down between her legs. Kristal took hold of Lauren's hand, and allowing her to feel her vagina through her knickers, whispered to her. "Taste it" Lauren dreamily brought her hand up to her mouth and licked her fingers. Kristal moved over her and kissed her lips, letting her tongue enter her mouth, licking her lips and fingers. Her hand moved onto Lauren's stomach while she kissed the little girl passionately. Lauren's hand returned to the long dark hair that hung over her breasts, and traced a path from her head across her shoulders and down inside her dressing gown. She cupped her breast, feeling the erect nipple in the palm of her hand stiffen as she explored. "Oh, that's it" murmured Kristal. Slowly, as though they had all the time in the world, Lauren explored her other breast, while Kristal kissed her lips, her ear, then traveled down to her breasts, languidly running her tongue around in circles before concentrating on her nipples. Lauren felt the tremblings of her orgasm begin in the depths of her stomach, joining up with the warm glow from deep inside her vagina. Kristal moved away from her nipples, downwards, across the flat of her stomach to the inside of her thighs. Her tongue ran along the inside of her left thigh, as her long dark hair flowed delicately over her right. Each journey of her tongue ended closer to her vagina, never quite reaching, always turning back waiting for permission to proceed. In desperation, Lauren tugged at Kristal's dressing gown, exposing her rounded breasts. She looked across and finding the chord, pulled at the bow and let the gown fall out of sight. Kristal understood only too well, and pushed her hand underneath Lauren's bottom, taking hold of the waistband of her knickers. Lauren raised her bottom in anticipation and was rewarded as Kristal slid her knickers down to her ankles. Lauren lowered her trembling body back onto the bed as Kristal resumed kissing her thighs. She made no comment about the lack of pubic hair, but Kristal quickly put her left hand between her own legs, pushing a finger straight into her drenched pussy. Her tongue finally made contact with Lauren's pussy lips, at which point Lauren spread her legs and bent her knee, knocking Kristal on the side of her head. "Bath time, young lady." said Kristal End of Chapter 11a Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (11b/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) From: Francis Dashwood Date: 18 Jul 1997 16:52:29 GMT -------- Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 11b Kristal stood up and went to her chest of drawers, searching for some new underwear. She selected silk underwear for both of them, and had clearly decided that they would do without anything else unless Lauren wanted to put the stockings back on. She turned back to Lauren, leaning her head to one side, checking if Lauren had fallen asleep. Lauren let out a long sigh. "I'm not sure if I can walk. I really would like to do that some more after we've had a wash. Please?" asked Lauren, getting carefully to her feet. "Oh, don't you worry, I'll make sure you enjoy yourself" she said, taking Lauren by the hand and leading her into the bathroom. Kristal got into the bath first, and helped Lauren to step in carefully and turn round so that Lauren's back was to her. She sat down, and guided Lauren between her legs. Lauren inhaled deeply, buoyed by the water and the deeply provocative scent of the bath oils. "Lie back on me. That's it." The bathwater gurgled out through the overflow for a couple of minutes as Lauren leant back, her head resting on Kristal's left shoulder. She could feel her breasts supporting her back and the hard nipples on her shoulder blades. Kristal brought her knees up and Lauren rested her hands on them, letting out another sigh. The old bath was ideal for two people without being so big as to lose any chance of intimacy. Kristal swished the water around, splashing it against Lauren's chest. Lauren looked up at Kristal and the two girls kissed, lightly at first, Lauren this time introducing her tongue, running it along Kristal's lips and searching out her mouth. Kristal brought her hand up onto Lauren's breasts, massaging them and marveling in their young firmness. "Is this what you did? It's so relaxing." "When you're ready, we'll wash each other and then get dressed in some nice clothes if you like" said Kristal, taking the soap in her hand and applying a lather to Lauren's breasts. After she had rinsed the soap off, she pushed Lauren very slightly forward. "Stand up, I'll wash you now" she said, holding Lauren's arm to steady her as she turned to face her. Kristal picked up the soap, and taking each foot in turn, gently applied the lather, washing each toe carefully. She then moved up to her legs and thighs, again washing each alternately and rinsing it off with the bath water. She pushed her legs apart slightly, looking directly now at her vagina. Kristal could see her pussy lips widely parted, and her clitoris almost hanging out of her. Soaping her hand, she started washing her inner thighs and beyond to the cheeks of her bottom, very gently massaging her pubic mound down and back up to her anus. Soon, without any resistance, her fingers pushed gently inside, exploring deeper and deeper into her vagina as Lauren steadied herself against the wall, her head swimming with the delight of the girls' touch. "Turn round". Lauren turned and felt Kristal push her forward. Kristal rubbed soap over the firm mounds of her buttocks, gradually moving between the muscular valley into the deep gorge that led to her anus. Lauren felt fingers exploring, gliding gently over her skin as her little brown hole received more attention than ever before. "No, I don't think I like that" said Lauren, gripping the sides of the bath as she leaned forward. "It's OK, it feels different but you'll find it's very sexy." "I..I don't know..don't hurt me!" pleaded Lauren, turning to look at her. "Shh, there there, open your legs a little wider. There, that's better!" Kristal parted the cheeks of her bottom and soaped her little hole in small circles, pushing against the strong muscles more frequently as the hole pulsed with pleasure. "Really, it feels, you know" "Just relax, I promise it's a wonderful feeling!" Gently, she introduced a little of her index finger into the little girl's anus causing Lauren to gasp. She withdrew, rinsed her finger and again applied it with soap once again, pushing further in this time. "Oh God" she cried as her muscles pulsed around the intruder. Lauren pushed back almost imperceptibly - just enough to indicate to Kristal that Lauren did indeed find it a pleasurable experience. Lauren dropped to her knees as she gripped the side of the bath. She pushed her bottom into the air as her head dropped down and her hair trailed in the water. Kristal pushed her finger in deep into her, pushing and pulling rhythmically, stopping occasionally to lubricate her finger with soap. She slowed down once she heard Lauren groaning in time with her fingers, eventually withdrawing as Lauren groaned both from pleasure and frustration. Satisfied that she was clean everywhere, she pulled Lauren back down into the bath, holding her against her chest. Her hand caressed the side of her face and she kissed her on the lips as Lauren arched her back and twisted round, desperate to meet her embrace. They locked together in their embrace as Kristal explored her young breasts, offering her own to Lauren as their hands ensured that their bodies were wonderfully slippery. "Now you need to wash me, just like I did" said Kristal, separating from Lauren slowly and standing up. Lauren's gaze followed the form of the young girl from her legs up to her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Kristal stood with her legs together, and as Lauren knelt in front of her, she could just make out the beginning of her pussy lips, in between which was a hint of her inner pinkness. Looking up, she saw the roundness of her full breasts which separated naturally allowing her to see Kristal smiling down. Lauren took the soap from Kristal's hand and dipped it into the water, lathered her hands and positioned Kristal's right foot on her own thigh. Lauren's hands trembled slightly as she rubbed the soap between the toes, her eyes drawn irresistibly upwards to Kristal's slightly parted legs and the water dripping from her vagina. She finished washing the other foot and began to slowly soap her legs and thighs, trying hard to mimic the caresses that had been lavished on her moments before. Kristal positioned her feet further apart, allowing Lauren to run the back of her hand over her vagina as she washed her inner thighs. Kristal's muscles tensed as she felt the young fingers exploring, kneading and trembling over her vagina, anxiously seeking her clitoris. Then the small finger probed inside her and withdrew, returning so gently that she opened her legs wider to encourage deeper exploration. Lauren slowly, nervously, explored the girl. She was very conscious of her inexperience, and concerned that Kristal might at some time scold her for being inept. But the pleasure she had recently felt at the hands of Kristal gave her the encouragement she needed to return her finger to her pussy, run the bar of soap over the delicate folds of skin, and then push her index finger into her hot little cave. Lauren learned quickly, sensing from her own attempts where Kristal liked to be touched, and how lightly she needed to run her fingers over her lips to produce such an intense reaction. She looked up at Kristal and saw she had her eyes closed as she held on tightly to the shower fitting. She moved slightly, signaling the end of the first phase. "Do you want to do any more?" asked Kristal. Lauren withdrew her fingers and explored further between her legs, searching upwards until she encountered her little brown hole. She brought her hands to Kristal's hips and after a moments thought, turned her. Kristal lowered herself into the bath, resting on all fours. Lauren ran her hand underneath the girl, rubbing her vagina with her arm as she ran her hand over her stomach. With soapy fingers, she covered her anus with bubbles, pushing the bar of soap against the little hole in front of her. Kristal gripped the sides of the bath and lowered her head, breathing in deeply. "Lori, sweet, you don't have to do this for me, you know" "I liked it after a while. I want to do it to you" Lauren placed her index finger at the entrance to her bottom and pushed firmly, entering almost an inch as Kristal gasped. It felt tight, the muscular walls yielding under protest as she withdrew to wash her finger and apply more soap. Pushing again, she felt the iron ring of muscle relax slightly and remain open, inviting her to enter further, harder. Lauren wasn't counting the number of times she pushed her finger in and withdrew. She knew the feeling was exquisite for Kristal and was intent on providing her with as much pleasure as humanly possible. Her left hand moved down between Kristal's legs, rubbing her pubic hair and clitoris in a circular motion. Lauren continued for several minutes, maintaining a steady pace, causing Kristal's body to tremble perceptibly. "We should get out my sweet," said Kristal, slowly moving forward. She looked back at Lauren, smiling to reassure her that this was not the conclusion of the lesson. The girls rinsed off and stood together, drying themselves. "I've got some clothes for you to wear. Try these on with this" Kristal said, picking up the pale blue silk French knickers and slip. Kristal put her dressing-gown back on, this time pulling on a pair of lace knickers. She took Lauren by the hand once more and led her back to the bed. "I want this to be perfect. Would you like some more Champagne?" Lauren shook her head, smiling at her friend in the doorway. "Music?" Mmm, please, something quiet" The silk felt wonderful; the knickers were almost the right size, looking much too big but fitting snugly around her with the slip covering her breasts and laying loosely down to her hips. She ran her hand over her breasts, marveling at the sensuous feeling of the material against her nipples. She curled up, pushing her face deeper into the pillow, and closed her eyes, the faintest hint of a smile on her lips. She sensed Kristal returning to her side as the bed dipped and settled, warm breath on the back of her neck as an arm pulled her closer to her lover. Lauren entwined her feet with Kristal's as a hand moved slowly underneath the slip and searched out her breasts. Lauren turned onto her back and opened her eyes to see Kristal smiling down from above as she continued to caress her nipple with her hand. A sound like pipes, South American pan pipes, drifted from the lounge, lilting, murmuring their mystical message. Her lips parted slightly in anticipation of the gentle embrace the followed, Kristal kissing her upper lip, then her lower lip, and then licking slowly all around her mouth while squeezing her nipple. Lauren's heart beat faster as she stroked the side of her friend's face, wandered down over her shoulder and again found the chord to her dressing-gown. Kristal moved down her body, pushing the slip up to reveal the soft skin of her stomach, and began licking in circles as she had done before, around her stomach. Slowly, as though time didn't matter, she descended, kissing her knickers, running her tongue under the top, then under the material that covered her vagina. Kristal moved the material to one side, exposing her wet slit and clitoris to the ministrations of her tongue. Lauren squirmed in delight, opening her legs and pushing her pelvis upwards to increase the sensation. Kristal held her firmly, insisting on a slower build up as she continued to lick from the entrance to her vagina, up over the folds of her inner lips to her clitoris, and then down again. Lauren could feel her orgasm bubbling, streaks of pleasure coursing through her body as great bolts of excitement caused her to writhe and muscles to spasm without her consent. She shivered and trembled as Kristal continued to languidly lick her little pussy, up and down, round and round, now probing very slightly inside or flicking the pale pink bud of her clitoris with the tip of her tongue. She felt the girls hands move under her bottom and pull the silk knickers, taking them down past her knees, giving Lauren a wonderful feeling of erotic freedom. Saliva, mixed with her own lubrication, dribbled down her pussy lips and over her anus. Kristal moved her legs so that she could offer her own knickers to the little girl, lying with her head on her thigh in order to continue licking, with her left leg bent to expose her pouting vagina. Lauren needed little encouragement, pulling first one side and then the other in a frantic effort to divest her of the lovely lace briefs. Even before they reached her knees Lauren had pushed her head between Kristal's legs. She bent Kristal's left leg again, pushed her tongue deeply into Kristal's sex and marveled at the low moan that emanated from deep within Kristal. Lauren withdrew her tongue, relishing the taste of the girl on her nose and face. She continued to imitate Kristal, licking the girl's pussy lips, probing her huge clitoris and pushing a finger into her vagina. She became dimly aware that Kristal was turning her attention to her anus as a probing tongue glanced over her little hole. And then Kristal, in one fluid motion, pushed off her lace knickers and straddled her, pulling her legs back and bracing them against her arms. Kristal continued to lick her anus, resting her head on the bed between her legs while Lauren looked up to see Kristal's clitoris above her, covered in her own saliva, and her pink inner lips as the valley disappeared up, out of sight towards her anus. Lauren held her hips, pulling Kristal closer to her mouth, straining her tongue and neck to delve back into her hot, wet sex. After only a minute or so, it became clear that Lauren could not concentrate on doing any more to her friend as the tell-tale signs of her orgasm built again. Kristal had inserted a finger into her anus and was moving it very slowly in and out. She had also resumed her licking and probing, synchronised so beautifully that to Lauren it felt like one action, causing sparks to shoot through her up to her breasts as she tweaked her nipples and back down to her toes. Her breathing rasped in her dry throat and her leg muscles ached as she fought against the weight of the girl on top of her. In and out, the fingers continued, building up their speed and force, generating heat within her anus and vagina until she was overtaken by an intensity of pleasure that made arch her back and open her mouth so wide that she thought she had lost her mind. She froze as she stopped breathing. Her heart pounded as Kristal continued to provide the source of wave after wave of orgasm that she had so dearly needed. It was several moments until, still locked in position, she could utter even a guttural grunt, sure that she must be wetting herself. Kristal gradually slowed her pumping, letting the little girl's legs return to the bed as she lay down alongside her, slowly licking her pubic mound and down over her thighs. Lauren inhaled deeply, slowly, moving her right hand in between her legs to clasp her vagina tightly. She thought she would cry with joy as the warmth of her orgasm mellowed her. After several moments, Kristal turned and lay down on the pillow next to Lauren, pushing her left arm around her shoulders and pulling her tightly towards her body. Kristal noticed the beads of sweat on Lauren's forehead, and licked them lovingly as Lauren opened her eyes and smiled. She said nothing but simply pulled Kristal tighter to her and hugged, nestling into her breasts. "Time to get dressed, little one" whispered Kristal, several minutes later. "What about you?" "They'll be other times. I enjoyed myself too, you know!" And with that she stood and dressed again in a simple white blouse and her dark blue skirt that Lauren had seen on the previous visit. She left the room, leaving Lauren to dress alone in her own clothes. "If you come back in about two weeks I'll have almost finished the embroidery and decorations. Give me a call before you come round, OK? And here, take a piece of the material and try to find some shoes to match." "Thanks," said Lauren meekly, resting her head on Kristal's shoulder as she put an arm around her. "Shh, it's our secret! See you soon." Lauren caught the bus home, still savouring the smell of the girl on her face and hands. End of Chapter 11b -- CJ Remove the .NOSPAM from my address to mail me. No files by e-mail! I don't write any stories. I'm just a reader, and sometimes a reposter. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /