Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: ursismajor
Title: Illuminating a Friendship
Part: Chapter 10
Summary: The party and Helen's visual entertainment.
Keywords: fm, cum, ff



   Chapter 10 Illuminating a Friendship

   Anna was dropped-off at her girlfriend's house on Saturday afternoon but
with both Helen's parents there she and her friend had little opportunity
to talk about the coming event.  However, putting the final touches to
their minimalist makeup before Helen's father drove them to the party,
Helen said: "How many fingers are you going to have up you tonight?  Not
all at once, I mean how many boys will you let do it?"

   "Well ...........  more than one."

   "Of course more than one silly.  I'm going to let anyone who tries. 
Wow, I'll tell you what's sexy!  Just imagine that any boy who has his
hands in your pants has already been in mine!  It will be like in a mirror
- done to you, done to me, done to me, done to you."

   They were still giggling when they left the house.





   The party started sedately, as usual, but by 9:30 the lights had been
lowered and the dancing was a bit more "cuddly".  Anna allowed herself to
be manoeuvred into the courtyard at the back of the house and the boy who
had done the manoeuvring was soon pawing her breast as they kissed.  When
his hand moved to the hem of her skirt, Anna automatically began to push it
away but then she remembered her pact with her friend and, when the boy
insisted, she allowed him to continue his exploration under her skirt.  He
rubbed her through her underpants, her "panties", and when he slid a finger
around the leg the teenager moved her legs apart a little so it could slide
into her .....  "cunt".

   They stood in the dark yard, kissing deeply as the boy's finger slid in
and out of the girl's very wet hole.

   He didn't want to stop, to go back indoors but she insisted.  And yes
she said they could get together later in the night and yes of course he
could take to the movies next week, and...

   "well," she thought, "why not say it?"



   At 11 o'clock Anna's panties had been invaded by two more boys and she
allowed Michael, whom she really fancied, to lead her into a dark bedroom.
The other boys had been just a warm-up - it was Michael's finger that Anna
really wanted.

   "What about Meg?" Anna asked.

   "I don't care about Meg.  I want to be with you" he replied.  "Anyway, I
reckon Jim's keeping her busy.  When I saw them he was doing this", Michael
said as he ran his hand up the girl's leg.

   They kissed, gradually becoming more and more "involved." Soon, Anna lay
on her back, blouse open and breast exposed, as they kissed and he caressed
her naked nipples.  His mouth found its way to one of her breasts (her tits
as Helen insisted) and thrills like bursts of electricity went through her
as hi liked and then sucked.  His sucking became harder and she
involuntarily gasped as some pain thrilled her.

   Anna felt Michael's hand move to her knee then up her bared thigh.  She
moved to accommodate the invader and soon her skirt was bunched about her
waist and her legs were spread lewdly wide.  The boy gave up on her nipple
and passionately kissed her mouth, their tongues exploring each other. 
Now, his attention was directed to the open vee of her thighs.  And Oh yes,
his finger was SO long!

   He "finger-fucked" (as Helen called it) her around the leg of her
underwear into her very wet cunt for some minutes and the young blonde was
disappointed when the hand left her panties.  She felt him wriggled a bit
then Anna felt something, not his hand, on her leg.  It was hard and warm
and she immediately realised that, for the first time in her 15 years, she
was feeling a naked penis pressed against her.

   "Play with my cock," Michael whispered in her ear and it seemed the most
natural thing in the world for her to do just that.  Anna held it in her
hand and the boy moved his body so that the girl was having her hand
fucked. She was not a slow learner so she began to stroke the penis as his
lips went to hers and his hand re-explored the wetness between her splayed
thighs.

   Time stopped for her.  She approached orgasm, unusually not by her own
efforts, and gasped as the wave hit her.  She re-focused just as Michael
too began to gasp and suddenly Anna felt a warm, sticky gush onto her hand
and leg.

   "Oh shit," the boy gasped, "shit!"

   Anna liked it.  She liked the feeling of the warm wetness, of the
slightly slimy feel as his cum oozed over her hand, and ran down her bare
leg.

   Then it all stopped.  There quiet house became noisy again and someone
knocked on the door, shouting "Anyone in there?  Time to get respectable."

   Anna released the now limp penis and felt the finger leave her cunt. 
Still, it took a few minutes before they could safely leave the room as a
cock had to be put away, a bra and blouse had to be re-arranged, cum wiped
up and a skirt smoothed down - all with the "help" of Michael.

   "Will you see me next week?" he asked.

   "Oh yes," the girl gasped.  "Yes please."



   Later, back at Helen's house, the girls had politely said their
goodnights, had their pees, cleaned their teeth and, in almost matching
blue pyjamas, climbed into bed - Helen in hers and Anna into a camp bed
which had been set up in the room.

   "Not there, silly" Helen whispered, "in here with me."

   They lay together, not talking for about ten minutes, listening to the
diminishing sounds of the others in the house - Helen's brother going into
his adjacent room, her parents soon after to there's.  Then Helen quietly
got up and locked her bedroom door.

   "How many?" she whispered in Anna's ear

   "Four" she replied.  "How about you?"

   "Yeah, four as well.  Who were they?"

   Anna named the boys and it turned out that there were two in common -
that is, each girl had been fingered by two of the boys.

   "Wow, that's hot" Helen whispered.  "The only thing hotter would be for
me to watch you having it done then you watch the same boy do it to me."

   Anna hesitated.  "Michael, you know, Michael ....."

   "Michael fucked you!" Helen gasped.

   "No, no - he, you know, um...."

   "He came?"

   "Yeah."

   "On you?"

   "On my hand and leg."

   "Wow!  That's the first time for you, isn't it?  Did you like it?  Oh, I
do!"

   "did it happen to you?  Anna whispered.

   "Oh yeas!  I made sure of that!  I don't think Mark would have been much
good to anyone else after he shot all over me."

   The girls giggled, heads under the bedclothes to stifle the sound.

   "I hope Meg wasn't expecting too much from Michael on the way home,"
Anna whispered.  "He seemed pretty exhausted.  "

   They both began to giggle at the thought of Meg trying to get Michael
interested.

   "Michael told me he saw Jim with his hand up her skirt so maybe she had
her fun at the party," Anna said.

   "You know what I'd really like to do?" Helen asked.  "I'd like to feel
cum on your leg, and you feel it on mine.  Oh, I'd really like that to
happen!"

   They lay still for a time, thinking in their own ways about fingers, and
mouths, and cum.

   "Let's take our pyjama bottoms off," Helen whispered.  "You promised we
were going to look at each other's cunt."

   Anna felt her friend wriggle out of the garment and then felt her begin
to tug at Anna's.  Anna raised her bottom to allow her friend to complete
the task, not realising at the time that it was another first, the first
time she had ever allowed anyone to pull her pants off.

   "Look what I've got," Helen said, and a beam of light flashed across the
room.  "I borrowed it from Dad's tool kit."

   The torch was about the size and shape of a thick pencil and the beam
was surprisingly bright for such a small device.

   "Here, you can go first," Anna's friend said, sensing the others
shyness. She handed the torch to her guest and flopped down on her back,
opening her legs wide, exposing her genitals.  "Go on," she said.

   Anna directed the beam onto her friends crack, examining the
surprisingly dense patch of black hair (so unlike her own sparse blonde),
the rather puffy looking labia and the suggestion of an opening below them.

   "Look", her friend said and Anna watched as the other girl's fingers
spread the lips exposing the glistening wet pinkness within.  Helen slipped
a finger into her vagina "This is what the boys did to us tonight.  Four
boys each"

   "Now you."

   Anna, too excited to be embarrassed, lay on her back and allowed her
friend to position her.  Helen pulled her legs apart and whispered: "Here,
put a pillow under your bum." Soon Anna was widely exposed to her friend's
torch beam.

   "Gosh," Helen said, "you're pinker than me." Anna, who had never seen
her own cunt, did not respond.

   The visual examination went on for a few minutes and Anna was about to
open herself with her fingers, the way the other girl had done, when she
felt Helen's fingers spreading her sex.  Anna was surprised, she had not
been expecting the feeling and her body reacted, she "jumped".

   "You don't mind, do you?" whispered her friend.  "Relax."

   And Anna did.  She closed her eyes and enjoyed the fingers on her,
growing bolder by the second.  They caressed, they spread, they gently
pulled, they probed.  Anna loved it.

   Her friend slid a finger into her vagina and, just as Michael had done
earlier in the evening, began to finger-fuck her.  Anna was in heaven.  She
lost track of time and was dragged back to earth by Helen's whisper "Now do
it to me."

   The finger left Anna's cunt and suddenly the light was shone on her face
and the finger, now held in front other.

   "Here, let's both have a lick," the other girl said.

   Anna was past thinking, past being embarrassed.  Anna licked and as she
did she felt her friend's tongue licking the other side of the finger. 
Their tongues touched and suddenly they were kissing, first around the
finger then just kissing, exploring each others mouths.  It was to Anna at
least as good as the pash sessions she had at the party.

   Helen broke the kiss and whispered: "Now you do me."

   She positioned herself as Anna had been, pillow under her bum, legs
spread, knees bent.  Anna shone the beam of the flashlight onto the other's
genitals and, after a moment's hesitation, extended her hand and gently ran
a finger over the lips of her friend's sex.  Then she began to explore in
earnest, doing all the things she did to herself in bed but had never seen
being done.

   Helen's lips over her clitoris were long and brown and oh, so soft. 
Anna stroked them and spread them with her fingers, revealing the pinkness
and the little knob within.  The she slid a finger down the lips to the
opening, the obviously wet opening, to the vagina.  Then slowly but
steadily she pushed it in.

   "Oh God," her friend gasped, louder than she should.

   Anna explored the hole she was in, the cunt, moving her finger around,
feeling the different textures in different parts of the passage just as
she had done to herself so often.  As she did so she pointed the torch beam
lower down at the small, brown puckered aperture of her friend's bottom. 
She had once touched herself there but couldn't decide if she liked it or
not.  Still, seeing her friend exposed that way made her more interested.

   Her reverie was broken by Helen's whispered voice: "Fuck me with it. 
Stick it into me."

   Foe a moment Anna didn't know what her friend meant then, suddenly, she
focused on the slim body of the flashlight in her hand.

   "Fuck you?" she said.

   "Yes, fuck me; stick it up me" came the reply.

   Anna slowly pressed the slim tube of metal into her friend's slit, into
her hole already widened and made ready by the blonde's exploring finger.
It slid in, the light beginning to be obscured as it slid in further.

   "OK?" she asked.

   "Oh, yes," Helen gasped.  "Don't stop."

   And Anna didn't.  The little torch disappeared further and further into
the other girl's body until it had almost entirely disappeared.

   "Fuck me," she heard whispered.

   Anna partially withdrew the implement, the amount of light increasing
the further out she pulled it, then began a rhythmic in and out action. 
Now, fully in the swing of their play, Anna didn't need any prompting to
reach forward with her other hand and begin to gently rub he little knob
she had seen under the folds of the other girl's vulva, her "pussy lips" as
she had read them described.

   Soon Helen grunted, groaned and arched her back then, partially stifling
an almost scream of pleasure, she came.

   When her friend removed the torch some minutes later the light reflected
by Helen's parted white thighs showed the small cylinder was glistening
wet.

   Anna, now fully seduced into an inhabitionless state by the excitement
of their games, said "Look."

   She slowly pushed the torch into her mouth, illuminating the cheeks from
within then unconsciously simulating something she had as yet not done,
slid it in and out of her mouth just as she had done to the other's sex.

   She tasted her friend on the metal, not a strong taste and soon lost,
and wished it were more.

   "Now me," she said, all shyness and reserve gone.

   Again they reversed positions and Anna felt the cool hardness of the
metal rub over her genitals and force its way inside.  Then Helen began to
work on her, sliding it in, slipping it almost right out, sliding it in
again.  Anna felt her excitement building quickly and when she began to
clearly hear the little slurping noises the device made as it moved back
and forth, she reached an uncontrollable point.  She cried out, trying not
to be loud but not entirely succeeding.

   When Helen pulled the instrument of their mutual pleasure from her
friend's cunt, she too licked and sucked off the juices.  Then she shone
the beam back onto her friend's slit.

   "Gosh, you're really wet," she said, "your juice is running down onto
your bum."

   "Mmmmm," replied her now very sleepy girlfriend.

   They snuggled down together and began to drift into sleep.

   "Wow," murmured Helen, "it's 2 o'clock in the morning.  My brother is
just a wall away from what he's been wanking about for years, cunts.  He'd
be out of his tree if he knew what we've been doing."

   "Mmmmmm," her friend replied.  Then to herself: "I wonder what Jenny and
Uncle Peter are doing now."

   She drifted to sleep as her friend's hand burrowed between her legs and
a finger slid into her cunt.

   Now, at 2 am, her aunt and her husband as house guests after the party
was over, also lay cuddled in the spare room of their friend's island home.
Jenny was awake, just, and was thinking of Margaret, their host's recently
separated sister whom she knew Peter had fucked before he and Jenny had
met. It had been obvious to Jenny that the little blonde would have been
quite happy for Peter to do it again, as soon as possible.

   "I wonder if he wants to?" she thought.  "I wouldn't mind if I could
watch." Watch?  Jenny had not experienced a full threesome with another
woman involved, in fact had less female-female experience than was now true
of her 15 year old niece.  Would she have just watched, she wondered.  "Am
I what the books call `bi-curios'"?  she wondered.

   She listened to the heavy breathing of her sleeping husband.  "Pig," she
thought as she slipped two fingers into herself, "asleep when I need a good
fucking."

   "I wonder what happened to Anna at the party?" she mused.  "I plan to
ask her next week."