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   Dakota's Ceremony



   Dakota hated sitting on these hard pews.  But, she was told she had to
make an appearance at Tom and Katie's wedding.  She really didn't want to
be there.  If there was one thing she learned about working with Tom on War
of the Worlds is, Tom was weird.  He was always spouting off bout his
stupid Scientology.

   I was told to just keep quiet.  Which was no problem because I didn't
even know what Scientology was.  Katie was just as worse.  She would follow
Tom around like a lost puppy.  It was like she didn't have a mind of her
own.  I promised -myself- to never be like that.

   I was glad that I had a seat in the back.  This whole ceremony was being
held in a stinky place. But, there were a lot of famous people here.  It
was one of the biggest events of the year.  Those who were anyone had an
invite.  And, those who weren't invited were slighted.  I wish I was
slighted.

   I looked down, out of pure boredom.  I made a game of swinging my feet.
First together then apart.  My new patent leather Mary Janes glistened with
each swing.  It was very pretty and looked like there was little jewels in
them.  I pressed my frilly dress down, pushing it enough, till it showed
the definition of my legs.  I did feel very pretty in this dress.  It was
made of silk and had petticoats underneath which made the skirt flare out.
The dress only went to my knees so it did make sitting, like a lady, a
little difficult.  But with puffy shoulders and a lace bodice I thought I
looked as pretty as the bride.

   Eventually I got bored of my game and the priest...reverend, or whatever
a Scietologist guy is called was still droning on and on.  It seemed like
this was going on forever.  My back started to hurt and my butt was
starting to feel like it was just bones now.  I arched my back and shifted
my body slightly.  Moving just enough to alleviate the discomfort.

   Settled down now, I decided to look around.  I was on the outside of the
pew just beside the runway.  I looked to see who was sitting beside me.  My
parents had only dropped me off because they were not invited, but thought
it important enough that I should be there.  It was safe enough, as much of
a jerk I thought Tom was, he made sure I was taken care of.

   I looked to my left and sitting beside me was Julia Stiles.  I always
thought she was nice and she looked as bored as I was.  I bent forward to
look around Julia to see who she was sitting beside her.  It was Julia
Roberts.  I gave a small giggle because I thought it was funny that there
would be two Julia's sitting beside each other.

   Part of my discomfort was I had to go pee.  I knew it was bad to get up
during a Catholic wedding, I didn't know if it was the same for
Scientologists.  It didn't matter, I really had to go. I leaned over and as
quietly as I could say, but loud enough to be heard I said, "Julia!"

   Both Julia's looked over at me.  I put my hand up to my mouth and
stifled a giggle.  Both women continued to stare at me...they both said,
"What?" at the same time.  I shifted around so, I was just sitting on the
side of the pews seat.  My left leg had to come up onto the pew so I could
properly look at the two Julia's.  As I brought my foot up my pretty patent
leather Mary-Jane came into full view.  Oddly Julia Stiles eyes lit up when
she saw it.  The front of my dress flared out as my petticoats forced it
upwards.  I leaned in close so both Julia's could hear, and in a very light
whisper she said, "I've got to pee and I'm not allowed to go alone."

   Before Julia Roberts could even say anything, Julia Stiles spoke up,
"Sure Dakota.  I'll be happy to take you." The entire time Julia never took
her eyes from my patent leather Mary-Jane's.  She looked up at me and
grabbed my hand.  We silently slid out of the pew and silently made our way
out the back doors.  Only a couple of people looked back and no one seemed
to care.

   Julia started to walk in great stride's like she was in a hurry.  That
was fine by me...I had to go pee!  The washrooms where downstairs and we
quickly rushed into it.  There were only four stalls but no one was in here
so it didn't matter.  I heard a click behind me and when I turned around
Julia was bringing her hand off of the lock..  I wondered why she would
lock the door.  What if someone else needed the washroom.

   The floor was all tiles and my patent leather Mary-Janes made a little
squeak every time I took a step.  I stood there like I didn't know what
stall to take.

   Julia walked over and said, "Dakota, I don't think your going to be able
to pee with that pretty dress on."

   "No, I guess not."

   "You don't want to pee on it do you?" she gave Dakota a wry smile.

   "No it's too pretty.  And , we'll have to get back."

   "So, let me help you get out of it.  We can hang it there on the hook in
the stall."

   "OK.  I just don't want it to fall on the ground."

   "It won't c'mere"

   I went over to Julia and she unzipped the back of my dress.  I could
feel her hands shaking as the zipper slowly went down.  She grasped the
bottom of my dress and with great care drew it over my head.  I put my arms
up to allow the dress to go over my head and off.  That just left me with
just my panties my lace socks and my patent leather Mary Janes on.  I did
feel a little naked.

   Julia held the door open to the stall and motioned for me to go in.  I
walked into the stall.  Julia didn't close the door or even left me alone.
I thought it to be a little odd.  She looked down at my patent leather Mary
Janes then kneeled in front of me.

   "Here, let me help you get on the toilet."

   I hadn't needed anyone to help me onto a toilet for a very long time. 
But my parents always taught me to respect my elders.  If this made her
feel useful, I didn't mind.

   She put her hands on my face then slowly ran each hand down my sides. 
When she got to my pre- pubescent nubs she ran her hands on them down my
chest and back onto my hips.  There she gently lifted me onto the toilet
seat.  She took both of her hands and, like feathers, tickled my legs till
she got to my feet.  Her eyes were riveted to my patented leather Mary
Janes.  She took both hands and started rubbing one of my shoes.  She
slowly looked up and there was a different look in Julia's eye's.  I've
seen Julia Stiles before.  But, nothing like this.

   She gave her lips a small lick.

   "Dakota.  I think I see a scuff on your shoe.  They are such pretty
patent leather Mary-Janes that I wouldn't them to get ruined.  Here I'll
take them off for you."

   A scuff I thought.  Not, on my new patent leather Mary Janes!

   "Sure Julia.  Do you think you could fix it?"

   Julia undid one of the buckles and slid the shoe off all the while
talking, "Sure Dakota.  I'm pretty sure we can make your shoe as good as
new."

   As she slid my shoe off she clutched my shoe to her breast.  She bent
her head down and just when her nose came close to my patent leather Mary
Janes she inhaled until her lungs were fully expanded.  She let out an
equally intense exhale.  Dreamily she looked back at me and said, "I think
I should check the other one." Before I could answer she was undoing the
buckle and sliding that shoe off to.  She repeated what she did with the
first shoe but now with both, clasped firmly in her hands.

   I didn't know what Julia was doing but I knew what I had to do.  I
really had to pee, and my panties were still on!

   I started to wiggle off of the toilet and that brought Julia out of her
trance.  She looked up and saw what I was doing.

   "No, no Dakota....here let me help."

   Placing my patent leather Mary Janes, to the side.  She lifted up my
hips with one hand on my butt and the other pulling my panties down.  My
panties were almost as pretty as my dress.  White with lace frills around
the elastics.  They were new and made me feel good.  I only needed my
panties pulled down to my knees but Julia pulled them completely off and
threw them on the floor.  I could only watch helplessly as they fluttered
to the floor.

   "There you go Dakota."

   I closed my legs to start peeing.  I had to go so bad that I didn't care
that Julia Stiles was still here with me.  My stream started and Julia
pushed my knees apart and just watched me pee into the toilet.  She was
completely still almost like she was in a picture.  She just sat there
watching my stream of pee hit the water in an audible splashing sound,
getting softer and more erratic as my bladder emptied itself.

   When I was finally finished I reached over to get some toilet paper. 
Julia grabbed my hand.

   "That is OK Dakota, I'll make sure that your completely clean."

   She grabbed some toilet paper and wadded it up and brought it to my
immature pussy.  Seeing some golden liquid slowly dripping from pee hole
Julia gently dabbed up all the pee she could find.  I had no choice I was
forced to keep my legs open so Julia could wipe me clean.  It certainly
didn't feel the same as when I did it.  When Julia did it, it kind of
tickled in a good way.

   Julia saw me looking down at my own pussy.

   "Dakota, do you ever touch yourself and make yourself feel good?"

   It was an embarrassing question.  I lied and nodded no.

   "Oh...Dakota...I think your lying.  It's OK to make yourself feel good.
There is nothing wrong with that."

   I looked up at her and into her eyes.  "Really?  I just thought it was
wrong, to touch yourself."

   "No, Dakota.  Lot's of people do it.  I do it and I like it a lot."

   "You do?  Because I like it to."

   "Do you know what else I like?"

   "No.  What?"

   "I like it when someone does it to me." Just as she said that she
reached between my legs and started to stroke my pussy.  I don't know what
she was doing but it felt really good.

   "Oh...you like that Dakota?"

   "Oh, yes Julia it feels good when you do that!"

   "Well here jump down for a minute."

   I slid off of the toilet and Julia put the toilet cover down and patted
it-with her hand- so I could , once again sit on it.

   I eagerly jumped back on.  I just knew Julia was going to show me
something new.  She continued to stroke my little pussy, sending little
shocks through my body.  All I had on was my frilly socks on and somehow
that made me feel all giddy.

   "Dakota, would you like to feel even better?"

   "You can make this feel better Julia?"

   "Oh, yes Dakota.  Just lean back and I'll show you."

   I didn't know what Julia was going to do but so far I liked it.  She put
her head between my legs, which I thought was funny until her tongue licked
my innocent little cunt.  Her fingers had felt good but this felt really
good.  I looked down at Julia and she was slurping and sucking for all she
was worth.  Wave after wave of this pleasure coursed through my body.  I
just wanted to look at Julia.  I just wanted to thank her.  But, she was
still busy working on my little pussy.  She worked off her own panties and
let them fall to her knees.  That is when I saw her reach over and grab one
of my patent leather Mary Janes.  I thought she was going to put them back
on me, but she didn't. She brought my shoe between her legs and started to
rub it on her own cunny.  As, she licked my pussy faster and faster, she
rubbed my patent leather Mary Janes on her cunt in time with her
ministrations on my juvenile honey pot.  I could see the top of my shoe
getting more and more slick with some kind of liquid that was coming out of
Julia Stiles cunt.

   She dropped my shoe and grabbed the other patent leather Mary Jane and
pushed that onto her now drenched pussy.  With her other hand she brought
it up to my tight little pussy and with one finger started to push it into
my tunnel.  She started to lick and suck harder on an area that was really,
really good.  All the while she was pushing her finger in and out of my
tight slick 8 year old vagina.

   Julia was starting t breath funny and I found that I was to.  I grabbed
Julia by the hair as I felt this tingling start from my toes and rushing up
my body.  Julia had my shoe and she was rubbing so hard against her cunt,
it looked like she was trying to jam it right in there.

   Finally the tickling feeling rushed all at once and I couldn't help
myself, I had to cry out.  Julia took her finger out of my hole and her
head slipped down off of my cunt, to rest beside the cold porcelain bowl.
With her head down she screamed, "Ohhhhhh...Dakota!"

   Her cunt juices just poured all over my patent leather Mary Janes.  She
fell backwards and rested on the stall wall, her legs splayed and her arms
resting on her knees.  All over her face was a glistening juice that could
have only come from me.

   "Oh, Dakota!  You taste so good.  Do you want to taste how good I am?"

   I felt like I would do anything for Julia Stiles so I said, "Sure."

   Julia was still holding my patent leather Mary Jane in her hand.  She
handed it to me.  She picked up the other shoe.  The patent leather Mary
Jane, she handed me, had a sticky nice smelling substance that I knew had
just come from Julia Stiles overloaded pussy.

   "Lick it Dakota.  That is me on your shoe.  Lick it all off."

   Without hesitation she brought my other patent leather Mary Jane to her
mouth and started to lick it.  Not knowing what to do I just watched Julia
for a minute.  She started with the toe and with a wide open tongue she
licked from there right up to the strap.  She then licked the sides and
holding the shoe like a squirrel holds a nut she exuberantly started to
lick the whole shoe.

   I looked at my patent leather Mary Jane and gave a tentative lick, with
the end of my tongue.  I wasn't sure about licking my own shoe.  But after
I did it I kind of liked it.  There was a lot Julia's juice's on my shoe.
When I pulled my tongue away from my shoe part of Julia's cum followed
-from my shoe- to my mouth, in a long gooey string.  I liked the taste so I
went back and took a longer lick.  Before I knew it I was licking and
sucking all over my patent leather Mary Jane's.

   I had become lost in my own little world, were there was just me, my
patent leather Mary Jane's and Julia Stiles delectable addicting cum juice.
When I finally started to come sown- from my high- I saw Julia standing
over me.  Her panties were back on and she stood there like nothing had
happened.  But, I could still smell the aroma of both our pussy juices
wafting in the air.

   She helped me back into my dress and pulled up my panties.  She then
took the shoe from my hand and gave it one last long smell.  She helped me
onto the toilet seat and belted on my patent leather Mary Jane.  She then
took my other shoe.  Smelled it and put it on me.  She stood up and said,
"I think we got all the scuffs off of your patent leather Mary Janes. 
Let's get back to the wedding."

   I took her hand and followed her out of the bathroom.  Somehow I knew
the rest of the ceremony wasn't going to be that bad.  I also knew I was
going to have a sleep-over at Julia Stiles house someday.