| Nancy and Kayleigh-3; Discovered As ever, this story is dedicated to Kayleigh. Thank you little one for all you are. Summary...Nancy and Kayleigh have begun the first tentative steps in their new relationship; 13 year old Nancy full of curiosity and exploration; 19 year old Kayleigh wanting to do anything to please her lovely young friend. Karen has just returned from the business trip that led to her 19 year old lover house sitting for her. She is unaware of what has transpired over the last three days, but that is about to change. Downstairs… It is evening time, and I am getting ready for a bath. My trip back from Seattle was fraught with delays, forced to sit endlessly at the airport, waiting for a flight home. It has been a long grueling day, and a nice soak in the tub with a glass of wine are just the things to ease my tired body and mind. Bathing is almost a ritual for me; a sacred time that I can dedicate to myself and leave my worries behind me. I find myself daydreaming as I set the oil, lavender tonight, and the unscented candles on the side of the tub. Images of Kayleigh flash through my mind, fast as thought… My little 19 year old slut in her schoolgirl uniform, bent over a chair. Full white cotton panties pulled down to her knees, skirt flipped over her back, blonde hair covering her face. I picture my hand running over Kayleigh’s ass; sliding a finger into her cunt as I press her face down into the seat of the chair – FLASH; I picture myself driving to the campus to pick Kayleigh up for lunch, watch as she bounces to the car, smile spreading over her face. After she gets in and we drive away, I tell her to unbutton her jeans and play with herself. She obeys without question, but is almost humiliated when I pull up to a red light. Beside us is a SUV with a mother and father in the front seats, a young girl in the back. The father looks down and catches sight of what Kayleigh is doing. His eyes widen in surprise, but he doesn’t say a word; neither does the little girl sitting behind him, watching just a closely – FLASH; I am lying on my tummy on the bed, getting a glorious massage from Kayleigh. I feel her cunt press into my ass as she rubs oil into my shoulders, hands gliding down my back. I imagine Kayleigh’s thumbs spreading open my cheeks as she gazes at my puckered brown hole. I raise my hips and let out a delighted sigh as Kayleigh slips two fingers into my willing ass. I come back to myself with a start as I begin to run water for the bath. A little smile finds its way to my lips; hand inside my robe, lightly teasing one nipple. God, I am awfully sensitive tonight; my period will probably start soon. Hot water rushes into the tub, the soft scent of lavender filling the air as I put several drops of oil into the running water. “Get a grip” I mumble to myself. I shake my head lightly as the visions slowly leave my mind. I walk to the kitchen to get a glass of wine; a merlot tonight. I pour a hefty measure of the red liquid into a glass and set the bottle back on the counter. The wine is good; mellow with a slight hint of fruitiness. I take another sip and decide to just grab the whole bottle; take it with me into the bath. Might as well stay for a nice long soak! As I make my way back, I stop at the foot of the stairs to yell up to my daughter. “Nancy?” Pause and shout again; “Honey? I’ll be in the bath for a while, so please answer the phone if it rings, alright?” No reply. I walk up the stairs and just as I reach the landing, Nancy rushes out of her room, closing the door behind her. She is dressed in her usual run-around-the-house clothes; shorts and a tight t-shirt with ‘FOXY’ on it. She is becoming a beautiful young lady; soft brown hair frames her face, lightly brushing her shoulders. Her blue eyes are wide, with a slightly wild look to them. She seems almost flush, but she is not breathing heavy. Concern fills me. “Honey, are you OK? Is everything alright?” I ask her. “Yeah Mom, everything is fine.” Nancy says. “Kayleigh and I were just up here goofing around. She is chatting on the phone with one of her friends from college and I was practicing my new routine for tomorrow night’s game. Sorry I didn’t hear you. Are you taking a bath?” she asks. I suddenly remember why I had come up here in the first place. I finally stammer a reply. “Yes Hon.” “I’ll be downstairs for a while, so please get the phone if it rings. I’m not expecting any calls tonight, but I told my boss to call if he has any questions about my reports from today. I already let him know I’m back in town” “OK Mom, I will. Have fun!” Nancy says, gesturing to the wine in my hands. I chuckle warmly; if Nancy only knew how much fun I’d be having! I smile to her as I start to leave. Nancy just stands there, watching me turn and go down the stairs. I pause to look back at her, lifting an eyebrow in question. Nancy unfreezes and trots down the stairs past me, like she suddenly remembered something she had to do. As Nancy and I reach the bottom, she turns to go into the kitchen. I wait a moment, making sure everything is alright. I soon hear Nancy pouring a glass of water from the fridge. Satisfied, I walk through my bedroom and into the bathroom, shedding my robe and hanging it on the door as I step into the bath. I have left the water running too long, and let some slip down the drain. With the water at a comfortable level, I take another sip of wine and sink into the hot embrace. “Now,” the devilish side of my mind seemed to be saying, “Where was I…” Upstairs… Nancy is giddy with relief as she walks back into her room, the glass of half-finished water in her hand. “That was SOOO close.” she gasps. “I don’t know what she would have done if she walked in here and saw what we were doing. Thank God I heard her in time!” She sets the forgotten glass of water on the dresser and walks to where Kayleigh is sitting. Kayleigh has a towel wrapped around herself in the meager hope of covering her nakedness when she thought Karen was about to enter Nancy’s room. “We will have to be more careful.” Nancy continues. “Too bad my door doesn’t have a lock. She almost surprised us in a BAD way. We both have to listen for her from now on.” As Nancy reaches the chair Kayleigh is sitting in, the only one in the room, she takes the towel Kayleigh is holding and removes it from her body. Once again, Kayleigh is completely naked. She finds that she is aroused even more. Was it the thought of getting caught by Karen that has turned Kayleigh on so much? Kayleigh shivers as gooseflesh appears on her skin. The cool air once again strokes her bare body. Kayleigh is captivated by Nancy. It has been only two days since the teenagers started down this road of depravity; when Kayleigh was house-sitting for Karen while Karen was away. This 13 year old girl has a power over Kayleigh that she can’t explain; a type of control that Kayleigh willingly surrenders to, much as she does for Karen. “Maybe that explains it.” Kayleigh thinks. “Nancy is a part of Karen, so it seems natural to give myself up to the young teen.” The reasons don’t matter to Kayleigh. What matters is the here and now. “I still want you to finish” Nancy says. Kayleigh wants to finish too, as their previous escapades together were so abruptly interrupted by Karen’s unexpected appearance. Once again, Kayleigh scoot her ass toward the front of the chair, lifting her legs on each chair arm. Her legs are bent; elbows drawn into the backs of her knees, opening herself still further. Not the most comfortable position for Kayleigh, but she doesn’t really care about that anymore. Nancy is looking right at Kayleigh’s cunt as she sits on the floor in front of her; avid gaze taking in the sight of Kayleigh’s cunt and ass spread open before her. Kayleigh continues her instruction; the show-and-tell really; of her body to her Miss Nancy. For that is what Nancy has become to Kayleigh, her little Miss. Kayleigh seems unable to refuse Nancy anything; taking risks with Nancy that she would have never dreamed of two days ago; like opening herself up to a 13 year old in her mother’s house with her mother home! Kayleigh goes on with the lesson. “And this is my clit” she says in a shaky voice, running a fingertip over her little button. “It is very sensitive right now and even this light touch has an effect on me that I can’t really describe; except to say it feels wonderful.” Nancy scoots a little closer as Kayleigh pulls her lips apart, hoping to give Nancy a better view. “Oh Wow!” Nancy breathes, her eyes glued to Kayleigh’s cunt. Kayleigh runs a finger down to her opening, then back up to her clit. With agonizing slowness, she starts to rub her clit around the base; Kayleigh wants Nancy to see every part of her. “Can I try?” Nancy asks, her breath caressing Kayleigh’s inner thigh. Kayleigh wants nothing more. Starving for Nancy’s touch, Kayleigh bobs her head like one of those silly dolls people give out at football games. Nancy’s hand is resting on the back of Kayleigh’s thigh now; thumb not quite touching her spread asshole. Tentatively, almost hesitantly, Nancy touches Kayleigh’s clit. The effect is immediate; almost electric in its intensity. Kayleigh bucks under the touch. Her hand falls involuntarily to her sex, trapping Nancy’s finger on her clit; pushing down with moderate pressure and unbelievable need. “Hey!” Nancy cries, almost petulantly. “It’s my turn!” As she says this, she slaps Kayleigh’s hand, HARD. The slap sends waves of undeniable longing from Kayleigh’s cunt to her brain and back to her cunt again at light-speed. A low moan escapes Kayleigh’s throat as Nancy pulls her hand away. Kayleigh’s need is almost desperate now in its intensity; she wants to cum so badly that it aches. Nancy’s exploration of Kayleigh’s sex continues almost clumsily, but the guttural moans coming from the older teen lend her encouragement. Nancy is a quick study; her fingertips finding a rhythm that sends Kayleigh closer to oblivion. Nancy repositions her hand. Thumb on Kayleigh’s asshole, fingers on her clit as she rubs in slow, strong circles; hand squeezing closed as she times her strokes to Kayleigh’s breathing. Nancy looks up at Kayleigh, her piercing blue eyes locked on hers; full of love and longing. Nancy’s mouth opens slightly as she realizes she is about to make Kayleigh cum. Rushing over the edge of the abyss, Kayleigh bites her knee in an attempt to keep the cries ripping from her throat to reach Karen’s ears downstairs. White light fills her vision as she reaches her peak; slowly falling back to earth. Downstairs… As I finish my second glass of wine, I lift on leg out of the tub and rest it on the side. I start to play; I want this release, almost need it. My hand completes its languid movement from my neck, to my breast, to my pussy; pausing to pinch my nipples and get them to their full engorged state. I love playing with myself; as each time can bring a new discovery of mind or body. I start to run slow circles around my pussy; stroking down one thigh and then the other, reminiscing about the first time I saw Kayleigh. At first, I was mesmerized by Kayleigh’s unique girlish charm; an innocent quality that instantly captured my attention. I didn’t expect to see a young and obviously single girl in the local library this early, but then I remembered: “The new semester starts this week and she is probably just getting to know what resources the city library has to offer.” Kayleigh looked younger than her 19 years suggested; flat chest and boyish hips; I thought she was still in High School! Kayleigh was flouncing around from one isle to the next, seeing if the library had all the material on the list she was reading from. Oh, the pouty look on her face as she came up empty from a frantic search. I remember coming to the young woman’s rescue as she sat on the floor and searched the bottom shelf for a particular item of arcane knowledge. “Something I can help you with, little one?” I ask her softly as I approach. My fingers are now furiously stroking my clit, one hand pinching my over-sensitive nipple as I thrust two fingers into my hungry opening “Yes Miss, can you help me find this one?” Kayleigh handed me a slip of paper with the Dewey numbers written in her little hand. As I scan it, I squat down next to her, legs as far apart as my skirt will allow. “Is this it?” I ask her, knowing that it wasn’t. Kayleigh leans in for a closer look to where I am pointing, her movement almost squarely placing herself between my legs. “No Miss” she sighs. “It isn’t.” “Over here then” I say, leaning over the teen and brushing my breasts across her neck. I see Kayleigh’s involuntary reaction to my slight touch. She presses her neck into my chest, rocking back and forth on her knees. Three fingers in myself, I am so close to cumming… Upstairs… “Holy shit” Nancy whispers, pulling her hand away from Kayleigh. As she does, Kayleigh spies a string of milky fluid stretch from Nancy’s thumb to the opening of her own cunt. The string breaks, releasing Kayleigh from the hypnotic hold her orgasm had on her. Eyes wide, Nancy rubs it between her fingers, marveling at Kayleigh’s spent cunt juice, relishing the smell and feel. Panting now, Kayleigh releases her aching legs from their awkward position and let them fall to the ground; bracketing Nancy between them. Nancy returns her fingers to the opening of Kayleigh’s cunt, playing with the fluid that is leaking out of the older teen; playing like a little girl who just discovered her own power; for in reality, that is exactly what she is. Slowly, she takes her hand away. Kayleigh closes her eyes as the afterglow of her climax spreads through her. Suddenly, Kayleigh feels fingers on her lips; pushing incessantly, wanting her to open her mouth. Although she struggles to open her eyes, Kayleigh’s mouth snaps open at Nancy’s wordless command. Nancy pushes her thumb into Kayleigh’s mouth, running it over her gums. Silently, Kayleigh obeys the physical need and sucks greedily at the thumb; tasting herself for Nancy’s pleasure. Nancy stands up then, her own need readily apparent in her eyes and by the way she is breathing. “I want to try that” she says huskily. She quickly skins out of her shorts and t-shirt as she backs away. Her shorts tangle her legs. Off balance, she throws out a hand to catch herself. Nancy’s frantic swing sends the forgotten glass of water on the dresser flying; to shatter against the opposite wall. CRASH Kayleigh quickly tries to stand, but her legs are still weak from her orgasm and the position she put yourself in to let Nancy have a good look. She stumbles, sending the chair flying backward against the computer desk. CRASH As Kayleigh steps towards Nancy, she cuts her foot on a piece of the broken glass. A primal sound of pain slices out of you. SCREAM Kayleigh tumbles into Nancy, sending both of them to the floor with a breathtaking whoosh. THUD Downstairs… CRASH! CRASH! SCREAM! THUD! Above me, the sound reverberates off of the ceiling. I am snapped out of my reverie and hurriedly climb out of the bath and run out of the bathroom, taking the stairs two at a time. In My haste, I grab both towel and bathrobe. I am charging up to my baby’s room to see if I can help; to see what has happened; what has gone wrong. I want to help my Nancy in case she hurt herself practicing her new cheer routines for tomorrow night’s stupid football game. I want to help Kayleigh in case she is hurt. I am willing both to be safe; Oh Lord, please let them be safe. I know Kayleigh and Nancy are both capable of seeing to any immediate need, but a Mother’s feelings are true; pure in the sense of the raw emotion I am now feeling. Hastily, I throw on the robe during my ascent, forgetting to tie it as I rush into Nancy’s room. Upstairs… Gathering her wits, Kayleigh tries to disentangle herself from Nancy, but it is no easy task. Her hand is on Nancy’s sex as she seeks to gain leverage and push herself off the younger teen. Just then, the door bursts open and I stride into the room; robe flowing about me. With a glance, I take in the scene; the nakedness of both girls, Kayleigh’s hand against Nancy’s pussy, and the smell of sex so strong in the air that I half lose my senses breathing it in. “What the hell is going on in here?” I ask, knowing there could be no good answer. |