Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: ryandaniels Title: Nosebleed: A Story of Young Love ch.7 Part: Chapter 7 Summary: Nancy consoles best friend, Terry, having just been broken up with. Keywords: lesbian, leslita, loli, lolita, ped, ff find_ryan_daniels@yahoo.com /files/Authors/ryandaniels/ Nancy laid on her back and gestured for Terry to follow suit. Nancy relished the feel of this tiny warm body on top of her. She piled some pillows on either side of her and carefully took Terry's legs and placed them on them on either pile. "Are you comfortable?" Nancy whispered into her ear. Terry answered by bringing her hands up to her belly from their original position over her femininity. Nancy began by slowly rubbing her inner thighs; one rub down, two rubs up. A deep intake of breath from Terry as Nancy's hands finally reached her warm lips. Nancy ran a single finger through her lips, bringing it to her face and inspecting it. I drop coalesced and fell, landing on Terry's right shoulder. "Jesus christ, this girl is drenched" Nancy thought, impressed. She continued to massage Terry's cunny, playing with her clit, not wanting the to rush this. "Alright, here we go..." Nancy whispered into Terry's ear, using two fingers to open her up slightly, easing a third in, feeling her tiny entrance. She very slowly slid her finger through her opening, tenderly testing and stretching it. She began to slowly stroke in and out, building a little speed. Terry shifted and made a little squeak. Nancy slowed down, carefully applying pressure to loosen her up. When she thought Terry was ready, she began toying with a second finger on her entrance, sliding it in slightly and taking it back out. After a while of this, she took the first finger out and lined them up at the opening. She felt Terry tense up. Nancy, being as gentle and deliberate as possible, slid both fingers in. Terry winced audibly. Nancy couldn't help but feel bad for Terry, all tensed up and nervous. "Ok Terry Bear, this is it. Are you ready?" Nancy whispered delicately. "Can you give me your hand?" Terry asked suddenly. Nancy brought her free hand up and two little ones grasped it tightly. Terry nodded her head, and Nancy nervously began expanding her two fingers, stretching Terry's tiny hole. Terry whimpered softly. It didn't take much extra effort; the fingers broke the tissue with a anticlimactic tearing. Terry yelped, and began to sob. Nancy hurried and rolled the two of them over onto their sides while, pulling Terry into a close embrace, their naked bodies touching all over. Nancy gently felt Terry's lips and checked for blood. Only a little bit. She grabbed her own shirt and used it to clean up. Nancy kissed Terry on the neck several times before Terry turned her head, allowing Nancy to kiss her on the lips. "There there, you're ok" Nancy breathed into her ear, cradling her tiny body. The sobbing subsided. "Well aren't you going to finish?" came a familiar cheeky voice, continuing, "I did you, didn't I?". Nancy grinned, glad Terry was back in good spirits. "Are you sure you're ready?" Nancy asked, unsure. "Are you kidding?!" Terry exclaimed, "You thought I was going to let you pop my cherry and be done?". "Where you learn that phrase?" Nancy asked, amused. Terry gave her an evil grin. "You're being silly!" Nancy said, rolling onto her back and roughly dragging Terry with her, tickling her. "Is my Terry Bear being silly? Hmmm? She is, isn't she!" Nancy teased. "Ok, OK!" Terry said, gasping for air. Terry gestured down to her pussy, "I'm waiting..." Nancy clucked her tongue, shaking her head. "Such a saucy little girl" Nancy berated. "Say please" Nancy said in a motherly voice. Terry rolled her eyes, "Please". "Please what?" Nancy teased. Terry paused, thinking. "Please play with my coochie?" she ventured. "Oh, all right" Nancy said, entertained. She quickly repiled the pillows and Terry got back in position. Bugs bunny and Yosemite Sam were dueling it out on the TV. Nancy took a moment and thought back to the beginning off the day, as she worked lotion between her hands. To think that only a short time ago she had broken up with what seemed like her last chance, to think that she had been laying in bed, feeling defeated. And now, here she was, as she rubbed the lotion into Terry's flat chest, playing with her nipples; here she was enjoying the most beautiful day of her life. Terry, bringing Nancy out of her thoughts, giggled, "That tickles". Nancy cleared her mind and pinched Terry's nipples. "Hey!" Terry shouted. "Hay is for horses. Are you a horse?" Nancy asked. "No, I'm your little Terry Bear!" Terry retorted. "Yes you are..." Nancy said, casually sliding her hand down Terry's tiny form, past her bellybutton, between her legs. She applied some lotion to Terry's pussy with her other hand, and, using both, commenced in squeezing her little lips, letting them slip between her fingers, rubbing her clit with two free fingers. She was careful not to touch Terry's sore entrance before she got her going. As Terry began making her cute whispering moans again, Nancy decided it was time. Gingerly touching the entrance, she slipped a finger in slightly. Terry didn't seem to notice. "That's a good sign" Nancy thought. Emboldened, Nancy fingered her slowly, then quickly. Terry cried out. Nancy stopped, afraid she had hurt Terry in her excitement. "I'm sorry, did I go to fast?" Nancy asked. Terry shook her head giggling. "No, don't stop, good scream, good scream!" Terry said breathlessly, grabbing Nancy hand, simulating movement. Relieved, Nancy went back to work, this time sliding two long fingers into her tiny hole. "aahhhHhhh oooOOHH YES, do that!" Terry panted, cheering her on, beginning to buck her hips. The feel of this naked, passionate body squirming around as she stimulated it aroused Nancy. She soon found herself addicted to this sensation, plunging her fingers deep into Terry's sex, needing the feedback of her quiet howls, her writhing, hot, sweaty body, and the warm, slippery fluids running down her pussy onto her own. Nancy paid close attention to Terry's cycles. Her breathing was slowing down as she took deeper breaths. Nancy put a hand over Terry's heart, it was racing, pounding. Her hip thrusting was frenzied now, but was also slowing down. It was very close. "Terry, rub your nipples like I did, ok?" Nancy advised. Terry eagerly obeyed, pleasantly surprised by how they felt now. Nancy worked a third finger in, it was tight, but Terry's quiet moans told her to continue. Nancy started playing very roughly with Terry's little clitty. Nancy observed Terry's movements get very slow and and passionate; her hips wrenching as far as they could forward, then back. Nancy sped up, her fingers stabbing in and out rapidly, her other hand running three fingers up and down her clit. All at once Terry stopped, tensing up, her back ever so slightly leaving the ground, audibly gasping in air. "Hold it in, Terry, hold your breath!" Nancy urged, making love to Terry's tiny snatch. Nancy felt Terry's vaginal muscles expand for a split second before slamming shut on Nancy's steadily fucking fingers. The muscles clenched in a suspended moment, like ball hanging in the air before coming back to earth. The muscles unclenched. Another crash. Hang. Crash. Hang. Crash. The contractions sped up, spasming around Nancy's diligent fingers, Terry's body shaking slightly but still rigid, her chest pregnant with air. The spasms slowed slightly, fading away, softer and softer, Nancy still showing complete follow-through. Finally, Terry, her whole body shuddering, relaxed; her back dropping loosely back onto Nancy's belly, her lungs letting out an torrent of air followed by several short inhales. Nancy took her fingers out, idly stroking the young girls pussy. On the television, Porky Pig's voice blared, "...th-th-th-that's all folks!" Washed and dried now, Nancy and Terry's still naked bodies laid close together under the covers. Terry's head rested on Nancy's soft stomach. Nancy, feeling completely at peace, casually ran her hands through Terry's hair. "Umm, Nancy?" Terry asked, without lifting her head. "Yeah?" Nancy answered absent-mindedly. "What are we going to tell my parents?" She questioned. "We don't have to tell them anything, unless you want to." Terry nodded, not quite reassured yet. She rolled onto her back and looked up at Nancy, saying "What about your shirt, your parents are going to ask about the blood." Nancy looked over at her bloody memento and smiled. "Nosebleed."