Message-ID: <3135eli$9708191347@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Francis Dashwood Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 2 Chapter 1-2 of 59 (ff/mf/Ff/Mf/inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d 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: <199708190040.SAA09123@shaman.lycaeum.org> alt.stories.erotic Lauren Gisal Volume Two The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive to some people. 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, or if you are considered a minor in your country, then delete this file. 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. Please do not request reposts of this material. Constructive criticism is welcomed. Lauren Gisal in South America The departure from Switzerland Chapter 1 The plane streaked silently across the summer sky, its wake leaving a white gash in the crystal blue heavens. Thin blankets of cloud gathered around the mountain peaks, preparing for their slow evening descent over the treacherous rocks and into the green valley where they would cloak the winding roads in a veil of mist, cutting off the view for travelers between Switzerland and the Italian lakes. The summer tourist season had all but finished, relieving many of the towns, especially Andelburg, of the extra burden of cars, hitchhikers and holidaymakers that were a necessary intrusion into their quiet way of life. Even the park was deserted. Nobody seemed interested in crazy golf, and the tea rooms next to the tennis courts echoed only with the occasional clink of china. The sole sign of life was over at the bowling green, where four elderly gentlemen played sedately. Lauren had seen them before and assumed that they played in all weathers, including the snow. She understood the importance of the tourists on the financial prosperity of the region, but often wished that there was another way to provide income and employment for so many. As she walked her toes complained of being trapped inside shoes that were two sizes too small. She was also conscious of an annoying soreness around her waist. She had told her mother that wearing the tennis knickers was a bad mistake. Both the shoes and knickers had been bought in a sale when she was seventeen, and she had grown in the two years since then. She ran her fingers underneath the waistband in an effort to ease the chaffing. Lauren gazed back up to the mountains, forever enthralled by their majesty and beauty. Another plane appeared from behind the clouds, heading west. "Ready?" Turning towards the source of a shout, she realised Nikki had been holding up a tennis ball for some time, trying to attract her attention. Nikki's straight blonde hair was almost to her shoulder blades, and Lauren thought it suited her. It fell across her shoulders and framed her cute face to perfection. Nikki, like Lauren, would never be the prettiest girl in the village, but they were both fortunate to possess features that were well in proportion. Her breasts swung underneath the thin cotton blouse, and Lauren could see her nipples as she swung back her racket. She was pleased that her own breasts were smaller, and perfect in her opinion with their classic line down to the small nipples and their convex shaping underneath. She recalled some of Jim's comments on the first time they had made love and how he had stared without speaking at the sight before slowly reaching out to run his finger from her shoulder down over her breast and around her stomach as though checking they truly existed. They had both been so young then, so naive and inexperienced. She smiled and looked over the net enquiringly. "Yeah, of course" Nikki served. The ball flew high over the net and bounced right in front of Lauren. She pulled the racket back and swung almost stylishly, the ball grazing the net as it shot past Nikki and bounced just inside the base line. "Out!" shouted Nikki. "Rubbish, that was easily in, you just didn't see it, that's all!" The banter continued with almost every point, Lauren winning the vast majority until Nikki noticed two young men walking towards the bowling green, a course that would take them past the tennis courts. Her game improved considerably, as did her willingness to run after the dead balls and pick them up, bending down with unnecessary exaggeration as she did so, revealing her tanned legs. The boys turned out to be twice their age, and hardly gave the girls a second glance. "Oh, can't we stop now? I'm aching everywhere" moaned Nikki. "Let's have a drink, then we'll play until three o'clock." Lauren watched Nikki as she shuffled towards her. She had known her for almost six years and the very sight of her made her insides bubble up in pleasure. They had learnt, laughed and loved so much together through their teens that their parting was going to create an enormous void in her life - maybe not for ever - but Lauren did not underestimate how she would feel on the day they she boarded the plane.. The sat on the black tarmac of the tennis court, leaning back against the mesh fencing, shaded from the sun by two enormous beech trees. Lauren pulled out a thermos flask and poured drinks, silently offering one to Nikki, her eyes firmly fixed on the ground, both girls acutely aware of the short time they had left together. Eventually, Nikki turned to her. "It's not fair. Now that we don't have school we could do so much, and you're going away" she said quietly. "It's not definite yet. Maybe the children won't like me and they'll find someone else." said Lauren with little conviction. Nikki rested her head on Lauren's shoulder. The family that she was to join had searched for almost five months for a live-in au pair that would fit into their life-style and expectations as far as credentials were concerned. "You can come and visit me!" suggested Lauren. "What, all the way to Bongo-Bongo land? It would cost a fortune!" "It's San Falino, and it costs about a thousand francs" said Lauren. "Why don't you stay at home? Look after your mother? Do knitting for the Salvation Army? Get shopping for old ladies?" said Nikki. "Don't be dumb. Any ideas yet about what you'll do?" "Don't know." Nikki looked dejected as she stared at the ground. She had applied for a position at the local bank but she had sent the application form off three weeks ago and hadn't received any reply. She had heard through a friend at the bank that they were unlikely to take her. Further education seemed the most likely course, or enter into the noble family profession of hotelier. "My grades weren't as good as I needed. I still can't understand how you did so well when you're never with us on this planet!" "I suppose it all sank in somehow. Osmosis or something. Aren't you going to carry on at college?" asked Lauren "Suppose so. I really don't know. My father still thinks I should learn hotel management, but that's just an easy way out. I need to do something for myself. You know, learn something." She looked up through the leaves, exhaling. "Oh I don't know..." "Learn something and meet some hunky man?" "Now there's an idea. You're right! Honestly, I need some man." said Nikki. She licked her lips with crude seduction. "With a big willy!" "Nik, you're a tart sometimes!" "I'm only joking. How's Jim Beam?" "Ho ho ho!" said Lauren, frowning. Lauren had told her that the first time they made love it had taken her several minutes before she could comfortably accommodate him fully inside her. Sometimes her humour got a little too close for comfort, especially as she had shared most of the gory details about their love making in confidence. "I haven't seen him for almost a week, what with the end of term for both of us and everything else." Nikki rested her hand on Lauren's knee. "I know he's special, don't worry." Lauren grimaced as she moved her legs. "God, these stupid knickers. My mum said I should wear them and look the part but they're chopping my legs off!" She hitched her skirt up slightly along her thigh to show Nikki the frilly material and wicked elastic. "Take them off then!" said Nikki mischievously. "Stupid!" Nikki ran her fingers gently along the inside of Lauren's leg. "Come on, it'll be a laugh! There's nobody here" Lauren saw in her eyes that she was serious, and felt Nikki's fingers dip for an instant between her thighs. A thousand memories flooded back as Lauren's heart fluttered like the breeze that rippled through the leaves above them. "You crazy?" hissed Lauren, looking behind. "Go in the toilets then. If you do, I will too!" Lauren looked over to the old men playing bowls, certain in the knowledge that if she didn't do it, Nikki would torment her until she did. She giggled. "Come on then!" They skipped, giggling like schoolgirls into the ladies toilets and slammed the cubicle door shut behind them. Lauren looked at Nikki and grinned. She pulled up her skirt and thrust her fingers into the waistband of her knickers, pulling them down to her ankles. She laughed loudly as she picked them off the floor. "God, that's better!" Nikki gripped her arm. "Now mine!" she whispered. Lauren understood her request and slipped her hands around Nikki's supple waist. She slid her knickers down to her knees and smiled, shaking her head gently as she looked up into her eyes. Nikki gathered them up and slipped the lock on the door, turned and placed her hand gently on Lauren's shoulder, brushing her long brown hair behind her. She leaned forward and quickly kissed her cheek. "Come on, we should play for another ten minutes then get the half past three bus." said Nikki, suddenly full of energy as she strode out onto the court. "I'm not running around like this!" "There's nobody here! Or are you afraid one of those old guys over there might take advantage of you?" Lauren walked slowly, glancing all around in case anyone might have been hiding in the bushes or behind the trees. Nikki hit the ball high and Lauren realised that she was going to have to run and stretch. She laughed loudly as the game disintegrated into one of making the opponent run and turn as much as possible. She hit it back gently so that Nikki stood a chance of returning it and was delighted with a glimpse of the top of Nikki's thighs. Within five minutes the game had dissolved into laughter with neither girl really prepared to risk being seen in all her glory. "Come on, let's pack up and go!" said Nikki, looking at her watch. A wicked smile on her face told Lauren that she intended to go on the bus dressed as she was. Lauren held her arm and laughed loudly as she collected the flask on the way out, holding the fashionable brown bag her mother had given her against her stomach. As they reached the gates to the court, Nikki reached round and pinched her bottom. Lauren squirmed and giggled. "Ooh! What's under here little girl?" asked Nikki in a baby voice as she reached for her skirt. "No! Don't you dare!" she shouted, turning to walk backwards and keep Nikki in her sights. The bus stop was only a few hundred meters from the park and Lauren constantly surveyed the passing pedestrians for any sign that they might know what was going on. Lauren could feel the warm breeze wafting up off the pavement and around her thighs. The gentle caress coupled with the sheer wantonness of their actions caused waves of anticipation to surge through Lauren's stomach. It was always Nikki that pushed the limits of her tolerance and morality. She kept the ugly bag pulled tightly against her stomach as Nikki mouthed lewd remarks to her. She glanced at Nikki's breasts and saw her nipples poking hard against the cotton of her blouse. She felt her pussy stirring, tingling, the tiny hairs unmatting, sending a list of demands to her brain that she would only be too happy to satisfy. They waited less than five minutes for the bus, bounding up the steps and flashing their school bus passes at the driver. Grabbing all five seats at the back, they settled down for the ten minute ride. The bus headed into town, pulling up at almost every bus stop for passengers. A young boy entered the bus and handed over a fifty franc note, much to the driver's disgust. The ticket clicked out of the machine while the driver sorted out his change. The boy, younger than the girls, looked in their direction and smiled awkwardly. As he stuffed the change in his pockets he dropped a couple of his coins noisily on the steps of the bus, bent down to scoop them off the floor, and finally walked down the aisle. The torment on his face showed as he calculated how far down the bus he could go without being too obviously interested in Lauren and Nikki. His courage gave way two rows from the back, and he flopped down in the double seat, arranging his limbs in the least relaxed position known to man. The girls looked at each other and giggled. The boy turned sheepishly and smiled at them. Nikki burst out laughing and the boy's face froze in horror as he turned round to face the front. Nikki ran her tongue along her top lip and pouted in his direction causing Lauren to burst into laughter. They giggled uncontrollably for at least two stops, giving the driver good cause to glance in his mirror. The boy shifted position, his head against the window and his arms folded tightly across his chest. Nikki leaned forward provocatively towards the boy and ran her hands across her breasts, looking briefly across at Lauren for encouragement. As she giggled the boy turned and Lauren shrieked with laughter at her poor sense of timing. Annoyed, Nikki brought her feet up onto the seats and ran her hand between her legs, making groaning noises. Even though only Lauren could see she had no knickers, she looked at her in wide- eyed disbelief as her nineteen year-old friend acted so crudely in public. The boy was clearly dying to see what was happening as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Lauren reached into her brown bag, and pulled out her knickers. "Hey!" she whispered. The boy turned. "It so hot!" she said theatrically as she wiped her forehead. Nikki held her hand to her mouth and spluttered loudly as though she would burst. The boy turned further, looked at Nikki and then away in disgust. That provided the final episode that kept them laughing all the way to the bottom of the hill where Lauren's road started. They rang the bell and made their way along the central aisle as the bus pulled into the layby. As Nikki passed the boy she briefly hitched up the side of her skirt and scratched seductively. Lauren heard the boy groan in amazement as she passed. Her head ached from the laughter and she knew that she had to be sensible for a while to give the dull pain a chance to subside. She jumped down onto the pavement alongside Nikki as the doors hissed in unison with the brakes and the bus swung out, continuing it's journey to Interlaken. "I hate this hill. Why couldn't you live somewhere flat?" said Nikki. "The whole place is hills, dumbo. Anyway, it's not as though it's a long way. It'll do you good!" "How come you like exercise all of a sudden? You used to rub mud on your knees so that the games staff thought you'd been doing something." Lauren smiled at her, wondering what other little secrets she had absorbed. Nikki was an endless store of anecdotes and observations, all filed away and waiting to come out, rarely maliciously, but always the correct comment for the moment. "It's different now. At school we were forced to play tennis and hockey and all that. But now, I want to keep fit and not become fat and horrible, don't you?" Lauren was the last person who needed to worry about her weight. Her thighs and legs were lean and tanned, but Nikki would have to be careful. Her breasts were not pendulous but were full, and her legs and buttocks looked as though she could usefully spend an hour or two each week jogging or swimming just to keep them in trim. They swung through the small garden gate and walked along the path that curved round to the kitchen door. Unlocking it, they marched in and dumped their bags on the floor. Chapter 2 "Cooee. It's us!" shouted Lauren. Silence. "Great, grab some cold drinks from the fridge and follow me upstairs. Actually, wine would be good - there's some Niersteiner or something somewhere." Lauren stood on the bottom stair and waited for Nikki. While they had experimented with each other from the age of about thirteen, as many girls and boys will at some point as their sexuality develops, they had both found boyfriends soon after and their relationship had continued without the sexual involvement. Then at about sixteen, there had been a period of about three months when nothing else seemed to matter other than them as a couple. Every waking moment seemed to be consumed by thinking about Nikki, phoning her, writing letters to her, and making love to her whenever possible. Lauren had even stopped going out with Jim at the time, just to be with her longer each day. Problems at school with their classmates, and suspicions at home had caused them to conduct themselves more discretely. Again the intensity of their relationship had waned until a week ago, when Lauren felt so strongly that she had kissed her, full on the lips while her hands dug deeply into her bottom. Nikki had simply stood there, expressionless. She hoped that she was about to find out the answer to the question that the kiss had conveyed. The peck on the cheek during tennis had made her heart leap in expectation. Nikki emerged from the kitchen carrying a half empty bottle of Liebfraumilch and two tumblers. As Lauren turned, she knew, absolutely knew, that Nikki was looking up her skirt and she felt the arousal and familiar stirring before she had even reached the top of the stairs. She flopped onto her bed, leaving enough room for Nikki to join her after she had filled the two glasses. "Here's to us" said Lauren as she leaned against the headboard, her legs stretched out along the length of the bed. Nikki curled up below her, leaning on her elbow as she clinked her glass against Lauren's. Lauren looked down at her and understood her melancholy mood but could do little to change the plans that she had made. She touched Nikki's head lightly, her fingers stroking her blonde hair as it gathered over her shoulders, following the seam of her blouse down along her arm. Her thighs were slightly tanned, young and firm, exposed where her white socks had fallen to her ankles. She noticed her toes stretch and curl while her head slowly sank onto Lauren's stomach. She looked towards the bedroom door and noted that it was closed. Placing her wine on the bedside table, she stretched out further, exhaling and savouring their closeness. She felt Nikki wrap an arm under her, pulling her tighter. Her eyes closed in expectation as she listened to her heart beating rapidly, checking every signal from her young friend as she prayed for the touch that would confirm that they were once again lovers. "You're going to find lots of new boys over there, I bet" said Nikki. Lauren felt the warm breath through her blouse. "Hmm, but they don't speak German or French." Lauren jerked slightly as she felt a finger touch her knee. She waited, her breathing shallower now, waited for the finger to move higher. She willed it to move, to confirm that an angel would carry her off into the clouds above and not leave her floating in purgatory. Then she felt a hand, running down her left leg, heard a gulp as Nikki finished her wine, and movement on the bed as she leaned over to place her glass on the table. Lauren dared not open her eyes but waited as Nikki snuggled back into her, the warmth returning as the hand moved up from her knee and along her thigh, slowly caressing her tanned skin. Lauren reached back down and stroked Nikki's hair, pushing it behind her ear as she traced a line down along her shoulders, lightly with a single finger. The hand moved just under her skirt and across to her other leg. Lauren exhaled contentedly and her head rolled to one side as she felt the material of Nikki's blouse brush against the hair above her pussy. Her question had been answered as that single touch brought back feelings in her that she had only experienced with Nikki, feelings that seemed to have been locked away for years and were now released, as fresh as they day they had been preserved. She wanted to wash away the sweat from the game, to be absolutely clean to make the afternoon perfect. She lifted Nikki's head up, touching her cheek as she slid up the bed to lay on the pillow with her, nestling again into her. Lauren touched her gently on the neck and as she lifted her face, kissed her lightly on the lips. Nikki smiled and laughed gently, returning the kiss as her hand made it's way round her shoulders. They embraced passionately, their tongues exploring once again the softness of their lips. Lauren stretched gloriously as she kissed, almost yawning as her muscles flexed throughout her body. A luxurious feeling permeated through her as she tasted the wine on Nikki's lips. "Let's wash. I'll call you when it's ready" said Lauren quietly as she lay Nikki down on the pillow and took her dressing gown from behind the door. She took another from the cupboard in the spare room and returned to cover Nikki with it. "Just to keep you warm" she said, smiling as she left the room. She ran the bath and added oils, filling the room with a heady scent. As she sat on the edge of the bath, trailing her hand underneath the taps, she looked absently at the door, thinking of Nikki and then of Jim. He had been so understanding, if that was really the correct word. More accurately, he had accepted that Lauren needed the intimacy of Nikki. Not of women in general, just Nikki. They had discussed it once or twice, but Lauren had never allowed her loving relationships to interfere with each other. Except of course those three months where she had no explanation of what happened. In retrospect that aberration in her relationship with Jim had been a mess, something that she regretted until she remembered the nights she had spent with Nikki. Jim had been so good about the whole episode. At first, he had said he understood because he accepted Lauren's position of it being completely different from their relationship - more like being sisters. But as she devoted less and less time to him, and chats on the phone with Nikki became afternoons together, then Saturday nights, then weekends, he had finally lost patience. The passion faded in their lovemaking, when it happened, until she found herself dreading the pain as he entered her. Even the feeling of him coming deep inside her stretched vagina and the wonderful dribble of his cum from her pussy usually failed to satisfy her. She drifted full- time into the arms of Nikki. It had caused concerns for her parents and even though they had never said anything directly, they had found it strange that either Lauren was sleeping at Nikki's or Nikki was sleeping at her house. Or they spent all weekend together to the exclusion of all their other friends. Moreover, the usual conversation in the household that began 'Jim can do this', or 'Jim said...' was replaced with silence. She was aware that the majority of her classmates knew what was happening. Her brother certainly knew what happened because he had witnessed it. God, she thought, there was another stupid mess. Lauren turned off the taps and stood, unbuttoning her blouse and releasing her bra. Her breasts moved slightly as she rubbed underneath them where the material had cut in and left it's mark. Without any encouragement, her fingers moved to her nipples which crowned her pale breasts, caressing them as they stirred very slightly into action. She slipped out of the skirt as it dropped to the floor and ran a finger down across her stomach and between her pussy lips. A hint of excitement rippled through her body as she brought her fingers back up to her nostrils. She ran her nails through the trimmed hair until she was satisfied that she was ready. Collecting up her clothes, she opened the door and whispered across the passageway. "Hey, bath time!" "OK, won't be a minute!" Lauren dumped her clothes by the wash basin and checked her face in the mirror. Grabbing the hairbrush, she tried in vain to remove the tangles in her hair before Nikki arrived. To her delight, her dark brown hair had managed to grow well past her shoulders, and little curls had formed giving it body and her own style. She turned as the door opened to reveal Nikki. "Shit, I didn't know it was that bad!" laughed Lauren as she looked up and down. The dressing gown had holes in it and the belt was from another garment, maybe another century. "I expect your mum is keeping it until they come back into fashion." Smiling, Lauren realised that it must have been her father's at some point, but she decided not to tell her anything about it. She took the wine and filled the glasses, setting them down beside the bath. Nikki took hold of her hips from behind, pulling her backwards as her arms encircled her, meeting at the knot in the middle. Nikki's fingers deftly undid the belt, letting it fall as her hands explored beneath the toweling, searching above her stomach and cupping her breasts. Lauren leaned back, straining to kiss her but Nikki nestled into her neck, planting kisses over her shoulders as her fingers toyed with her nipples. Lauren savoured the feeling for several moments, then reached behind, held Nikki's hips and pulled tightly. She moved her bottom from side to side as she pushed back. Nikki turned her, pushing off the dressing gown in one swift motion before standing slightly on tip-toes to kiss her fully on the lips. Lauren responded eagerly, pulling Nikki's belt hard and almost tearing the cloth from her body. She felt her breasts squeeze against Nikki's as her hands went to her back and pulled her tightly. The girls embrace relaxed slowly until they simply stared into each others eyes and stepped into the bath together. They sat facing the taps, Nikki laying back on Lauren, positioned between her legs. They talked quietly about the day, the next week (when Lauren would leave), and what Jim would do after her departure. Lauren paid great attention to Nikki, touching her nipples gently so they stood to attention. During a lull in the conversation, Nikki inclined her head so that they could kiss, her long hair trailing below the surface as Lauren swirled the water over her breasts. Steam rose from the bath, obscuring the mirrors and causing tiny droplets of perspiration to form on their faces, running down their cheeks in tiny sensuous rivulets. Nikki moved her hips harder against Lauren, pushing against her pussy as her hands moved down to Lauren's legs. Lauren opened her eyes and looked at her feet, realising that the last time they had made love in the bath they had been thirteen. At nineteen there was precious little room. "Maybe we should just wash then go back to my room" suggested Lauren. Nikki nodded, turned and stood up, the water sloshing around in the bath, wetting Lauren's hair. "Let me have the soap - the nice stuff" said Lauren, sitting up. Nikki handed her a bar of cream coloured soap and Lauren lathered her hands, transferring the white bubbles to Nikki's legs. She washed all around, trying hard not to stare at her vagina and the lips that revealed her inner pinkness. "Kneel down" Lauren washed her stomach and breasts, soaping each one individually and then rinsing off the soap by throwing handfuls of water over her. Her hands moved lower, massaging her firm stomach on the way to her pubic mound. Lauren slowly ran the soap between her legs, causing her to place a hand on her shoulder. She explored the slipperiness with her fingers, delighting as she discovered that her parted lips were even more lubricated that she could have dared to wish. Gently, slowly, she pushed a finger inside her. Lauren thought her own heart would burst as she felt the familiar contours of her vagina, the pulsing of the muscular walls and the tight grip that held her finger in place. As she pulled out, her hand moved further between her legs, seeking out her little brown hole. Lauren knew that sometimes Nikki found the idea distasteful but on other occasions she had actively encouraged exploration. As she pushed against the opening she felt her squirm and knew that this was a time to leave it well alone. Nikki sat down facing Lauren, rinsing off the remaining suds from her chest. She watched as Lauren stood up, noting the pleasure in Lauren's eyes, the perfection of her breasts and her highly aroused pussy. "Spread your legs a little more. Yeah, that's better." Nikki ran the soap over her shins and the back of her legs, rubbing and rinsing as she went. With bubbles on both hands, she dropped the soap and pushed up between her legs, holding her buttocks firmly. She pulled Lauren towards her and planted a kiss on her pubic hair, just above her parted lips. Her hands then traveled down again, over her anus and vagina. Lauren groaned and closed her eyes, holding the wall to steady herself. Nikki held her hips and pulled her down so that she knelt in the water. Lauren felt warm hands massaging her firm breasts, slipping and circling her nipples as her stomach twitched. The hands went lower, retrieved the soap and returned between her legs, pushing the corner of the bar between her swollen lips. Nikki ran the soap along her lips, trailing her thumb for extra stimulation while Lauren opened her legs as wide as the bath would allow. She felt the soap edging closer towards her anus, pushing against the strong muscles of the opening. Then a finger took the place of the soap, pushing, coaxing as new sensations shot through her body. "Turn round" whispered Nikki. "It's allright....." "I want to. I know you love it" Lauren turned, arranging her feet either side of Nikki and leaned forward as Nikki pushed against the small of her back. She exhaled loudly, her head dropping onto the side of the bath just as the finger found it's mark again and started exploring. She could feel Nikki pushing soap against the hole with her thumb, hardly even entering her. Then the bar of soap again, followed by a finger. Nikki shuffled closer to her and placed her left hand on her back. Then the wondrous finger returned, pushing, staying deep inside her, filling her and rekindling a feeling that had laid dormant for almost three years. Lauren thought that the stirrings in her stomach, the bubbling that tensed her muscles and caused her heart to flutter must surely make her come. Nikki slowly drew her finger out all the way and Lauren groaned as her sphincter gave up its little prisoner. Nikki pushed the bar of soap against her hole and inserted her finger again. Almost immediately, Lauren recognised that feeling, the one that started way down below her stomach, that grew in her so deeply that it was wholly different from an orgasm but much longer lasting. Nikki pulled back, pushed in, pulled back starting up a slow rhythm. Lauren gripped the side of the bath, her eyes tightly shut and her face screwed up as though in pain. Nikki soaped her fingers some more and continued her rhythmic movement until she finally pulled out and washed her thoroughly with soap and water. Lauren turned and sank back into the water, her eyes still closed and her hand gripping tightly over her pussy. She looked up to see the wondrous sight of Nikki leaning over her, wrapped in a white bath towel, beckoning her to the bedroom. Lauren dried herself off quickly and made her way across to her bedroom, closing the door silently behind her. Nikki was already lying on the bed, glass of wine in hand, her hair damp from the bath and her face glistening from the steamy heat of the bathroom. Lauren felt her own towel slowly slipping from her body as she knelt beside the bed to kiss the young girl. The damp freshness of her skin excited her, her lips moving from her neck to her ear and on to her mouth. Nikki responded with a sigh, pushing her tongue slowly towards Lauren's as their embrace intensified. Lauren's hand found her waist and explored the area below her breasts, venturing longingly over her soft mounds and just under the top of the towel. She tugged, lightly at first then harder to free the towel from underneath Nikki. Parting it slowly, she revealed her breasts and nestled into them, kissing and licking as she journeyed lower, pushing the towel open. The scent of the bath oils drifted up as Lauren parted her own legs slightly until the towel restricted her movement. She could hear Nikki's breathing intensify as her stomach twitched and muscles flexed in apparently random fashion. Nikki ran her hand through Lauren's hair, guiding her slowly but surely to the very center of her sex, urging her to pull off the remainder of the towel and reveal the dark patch of hair that would give way to the wet, shiny folds of excitement between her legs. Lauren pulled Nikki's legs round and brought her feet to the floor. The towel slipped off as Lauren licked up from her knees, parting her thighs as she neared her goal. She pulled Nikki forward so that her bottom was almost off the bed and gently touched the inside of her thighs, causing Nikki to cry out gently as anticipation and imagination took hold of her thoughts. Lauren closed her eyes and felt her way deeper and deeper, using only the whimpers of Nikki and her own tongue as her guide. She parted Nikki's legs further as she licked along the very tops of her thighs and over to her swollen lips. In an almost leisurely manner, she ran her tongue down along her wet lips, pausing only briefly at the bottom before returning to the top, avoiding her hooded clitoris and then down in between the exposed inner folds of her pussy. Her tongue teased, pushing slowly further between the sweet folds of her inner lips then darting back to trace the outline of her pussy lips, slowly returning and delving deeper until Lauren pushed her tongue deep into the opening. The fragrance of the bath oils instantly mixed with the hot scent of pent up lust as a tide of love coated her tongue. Lauren lapped longingly, her tongue probing, pushing in and out as Nikki's hips shuddered and tensed. She pushed the girl back further onto the bed and slid her hands under her bottom, using her thumbs to part her pussy lips before her tongue once again entered Nikki's hot teenage tunnel. Lauren tasted her. She remembered the wonderfully thick fluids of three years before and marveled how she thought she could have identified Nikki just from the taste of her sweet pussy. The thought of being forced to identify her as some sort of test appealed to her, but faded from her mind as the liquid lust mixed with her saliva and her nose rubbed against Nikki's clitoris. Nikki grabbed the back of her legs, pulling hard as her knees almost touched her breasts and her tongue lapped along the length of her upper lip. Lauren leaned forward, shrugged off her towel and slowly dabbed her tongue over the girl's sex, teasing, tempting, taking her further down the path of her private dream. Darting occasionally between her lips, she alternated with excursions over the softness skin of her inner thighs, feeling Nikki tremble as she licked her way up from the tender folds of her vagina towards her clitoris, sucking at her lips and pulling gently as she neared her bud. Dribbling saliva over the hood, she took it between her lips and pulled it gently, then released it. She flicked it with her tongue before licking in tiny circles, feeling with fascination the sheer energy that was being released as Nikki's hips bucked and her hands gripped tightly around her legs. She lapped quickly at her clitoris, now fully exposed from underneath it's little covering, pushing, flicking and circling with her tongue as Nikki's whimpers grew into moans and the bed creaked underneath her. Lauren ventured down slightly, once again entering her pussy, returning to her clitoris and repeating the teasing until she felt the muscles of her vagina spasm against her tongue. Quickly, she dribbled over her clitoris and took it between her lips, sucking it harder and harder as Nikki moaned loudly, urging her to carry her over the final hill. Lauren licked and sucked with the same rhythm, knowing exactly where Nikki was in her orgasm, and as she saw the lips of her pussy quiver, she sucked hard as Nikki stopped moaning and shook silently, her mouth open and her eyes tightly closed. Lauren continued to suck her clitoris, slowly reducing the intensity as she began again to lick and probe her with her tongue. Nikki exhaled loudly, drew in a deep breath and moaned. They remained together for several minutes as Nikki's breathing slowed back to normal and her body relaxed. Lauren was determined to ensure that Nikki remembered the afternoon, and began licking along her thighs with her tongue, while very gently introducing a finger into her hot little hole. Nikki groaned wildly, sliding down the bed towards Lauren's finger, encouraging it to sink deeper and deeper inside her as she gripped Lauren's head between her thighs. Lauren pushed her finger high inside her pussy, almost behind her clitoris. She licked around her inner lips and returned to her clitoris, moving her finger in and out slowly but firmly in time with Nikki's breathing. Almost without warning, Nikki came again, her pussy gripping Lauren's finger tightly as she pulsed inside with sheer joy, her legs wrapping round Lauren's head and pulling her powerfully against her. They both remained almost motionless as Nikki's face reddened and her thigh muscles bulged. Nikki shook very quietly on the bed until she exhaled with an almighty groan, then bucked hard against Lauren's finger. Slowly, her legs relaxed, allowing Lauren to breath properly again and tease her way lower, flicking inside the wet little cave to sample the result of her loving. Lauren's delight was evident in the way she licked her lips, delirious with the nectar that she had missed for such a long time. Nikki's moaning subsided and Lauren slithered snake-like from the floor, brushing her breasts between her legs, kissing her navel then each nipple until her lips met Nikki's and allowed them to share in her taste. They held each other for several minutes until Lauren reached for her dressing gown and pulled it over both of them, resting her head on Nikki's shoulder, listening to the regular pounding of her heart. She felt a hand exploring round her head, down her back and then round to her neck. Lauren looked up into Nikki's eyes and smiled. "Wait a while, I'll be back" said Nikki, slipping from the bed naked and opening the door. Lauren watched her bottom, still tight and rounded as she remembered it as it wiggled out of sight. Lauren knew exactly what that phrase meant. Some might have thought that Nikki had gone to the toilet, or to clean herself. But Lauren knew that she would be back inside ten seconds with something that would send her wild. She pulled the covers off the bed and slid quickly between the cool cotton sheets, lying on her stomach and facing away from the door. Sure enough she heard gentle footsteps coming back, the door shutting softly, and then the bed moving as Nikki sat back down. The covers were pulled up just leaving the top of her shoulders exposed as Nikki started to massage her shoulders and neck. Lauren purred. Hands moved purposefully across her shoulders and round her neck, kneading and pushing the soft skin and muscles, willing the aches to vanish under the magic of her touch. She felt Nikki straddle her back and sit down on her buttocks, rocking gently back and forth, pushing her own pussy hard against the sheets. Then the hands pulled at the sheets, exposing her back. Lauren knew what Nikki was going to do, and forced herself to wait for the moment, trying to concentrate on the attention that she was being given by her schoolfriend. She breathed loudly, ensuring Nikki knew that she was grateful. And then the sheet came off, maybe down to her legs as Lauren felt Nikki shift further towards her feet, sitting on top of her legs, rubbing the taut globes of her buttocks in a circular motion, squeezing them together then pulling them apart. Each time they parted, cool air wafted against her anus, sending shivers of pleasure up through her body. And then she felt the tell-tale dribble of the warm liquid, dripping slowly down the crack of her bottom, mingling with her own lubrication as it found it's way to her pussy. Nikki wouldn't allow her to open her legs though, and held her in her own vice-like grip as she rubbed the oil in between her buttocks. Then another squirt, and another, until she heard to bottle fall to the floor. Her heart pounded as she almost squealed in anticipation. She lifted her bottom off the sheet as far as she could with the hope of feeling Nikki's hand even a second sooner, but Nikki leant on her back with one hand as the other again explored the tight crack of her bottom. Lauren squealed, pleading as though Nikki was withholding a life- saving antidote. "Please! Oh, please!" she wailed, trying to look round. Nikki slipped her middle finger along the crack and encountered her anus. It was coated in Baby oil and her finger entered a fraction of an inch before retreating. Lauren grabbed the pillow and bit into it like a condemned woman. Nikki moved along the crack again, this time venturing further with her finger, leaving it inside longer before turning slightly and pulling it out. Lauren made no sound but still tried to raise her bottom off the bed as far as she could. Nikki inserted again, paused, and then pushed all the way so that the palm of her hand rested on Lauren's cheeks. Lauren made a sound that seemed to be a mixture of a giggle and a groan, repeating it steadily as Nikki pulled out and pushed back in again, collecting up as much of the oil as she could on each stroke. She continued for almost a minute as Lauren's passageway relaxed and allowed Nikki to insert a second finger. She felt Nikki moving and knew that it was time to turn over. Still keeping her fingers firmly in place, Nikki moved Lauren onto her back and knelt beside her, moving up to kiss her nipples and lick her breasts. She gripped her legs and encouraged Lauren to spread them so that she could continue to move her fingers in and out of her. Lauren held her head gently, stroking her hair while concentrating on the special sensations that were developing inside her. She opened her eyes and saw the smile on Nikki's face as she licked and teased each nipple with her tongue, clearly enjoying herself, just as she had done at sweet sixteen. Lauren saw that her nipples were erect, responding to the attention being afforded them. Then Nikki disappeared below the little hillocks on her way to pastures new. Lauren felt a tongue briefly on her navel and then around her sparse pubic hair as it traced a line down between her thighs, encountering her highly aroused pussy lips and the sweet stickiness between. Nikki removed her fingers and used her tongue gently on the delicate folds of skin the made up her inner lips, teasing and probing as she explored the warmth of her sex. Her tongue found the hood of her clitoris and flicked firmly, encouraging the little pink bud to come out and play. She was rewarded with a groan from Lauren as she fully blossomed out into the open. Nikki licked her for several minutes, alternating between her pussy lips, the opening of her vagina and the tiny bud above. She ran her hands along her thighs and around her buttocks, stimulating every conceivable nerve in her body as she waited for Lauren's orgasm to build. Lauren gripped her arm firmly as she felt her tongue probe deep inside her. Nikki dropped to the floor and shifted Lauren onto her side, facing her. She wrapped Lauren's left leg over her shoulder, opening her up so that she could continue to lick her as she inserted a finger into each opening. Lauren looked amazed to the point of being shocked and pulled Nikki's head hard into her vagina, crushing her nose against her pussy and giving Nikki little room to move. Nikki fought back, knowing what was required, and took her clitoris between her lips, sucking hard as her fingers pushed inside her, came out and went back inside at almost twice the rate of Lauren's shallow breathing. Lauren cried out and grabbed the pillow to muffle her moans just as her body shook uncontrollably with a force and passion that she could scarcely remember. Convulsions overtook her as the muscles in her pussy and anus contracted, gripping Nikki's fingers and slowing down her stroking. Her legs flayed in the air and her nails dug painfully into Nikki's arms as the tongue continued to lick and probe her clitoris and white lights flashed behind her eyes. Nikki slowly removed her finger from her vagina as she moved away from her pussy. Slowly, gently, she pulled the finger out of her bottom, watching her friend's face as her fingertip neared the beginning of the hole. Lauren gripped the pillow and hugged it as it finally emerged, glistening from the oil. Lauren lay still, quiet in her own little world as Nikki pulled the covers over her and slipped into bed with her. Lauren felt a glow, not just between her legs, but all over. Almost a natural glow she thought that didn't really have anywhere to live, it was more of a state of mind. She was so pleased that they had played tennis and that she had accepted Nikki's invitation to take her knickers off. Even the poor boy on the bus had been a magical moment between them, and now, as though having a night-cap at the end of the day, they had enjoyed one of their most passionate love-making sessions that she could remember. She turned over onto her side and hugged Nikki close to her, gently kissing her forehead before closing her eyes to drink up the last moments of their intimacy. Lauren remembered once, one hot, steamy summer afternoon during their three month romance, Nikki had run down stairs, naked, and brought back one of her mother's candles that had been on the dining room table. She had oiled it and pushed it into her bottom so deeply that Lauren thought that she must have done some damage. But the feeling of the candle forcing its way in, and then popping out was so wonderful that she would never forget it. Nor would they forget the candle itself, as her mother had used it when Nikki's parents came round to celebrate Lauren's 16th birthday. That had been the source of a whole evening's giggling between them. -- +--------------' 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> /