Susan's Summer, Part 9

by KatC

Walking across the park, Susan passed several other soccer games in progress on the way to her own. At one field, a bouncing, blond ponytail caught her attention out of the corner of her eye. She stopped for a moment to watch the game. As the players came closer, she realized that this was Amy's team. Her game didn't start for a while, so she decided to watch Amy play.

Susan walked to the edge of the playing field where she could get a better look. Amy was almost the smallest player on the team, but it quickly became obvious she was probably also the fastest. Susan was impressed with her speed and felt a little pride blossoming in her chest. Typically when watching a soccer game, she would follow the ball or notice the offensive and defensive strategies. But now, she found herself solely focused on watching Amy, even though there were a dozen other girls within her view. It dawned on her then, that what she was developing some very deep feelings for this special girl.

She enjoyed standing and watching without Amy knowing she was there. Amy looked so strong and lively, a free spirit racing around the field, looking like she was having great fun. It felt like she was watching herself playing soccer a few years ago. Totally absorbed in the moment, running at full speed, just plain having fun.

Watching Amy play, Susan remembered the details of their last night together. The feelings from that night began to stimulate a sense of excitement. Something about watching Amy enjoy herself in public, on the soccer field, and remembering the enjoyment they shared together in private, combined in Susan's mind. She felt herself drifting along with the warm, pleasant sensations.

The whistle blew for halftime, and the girls started to their respective sides of the field. Susan was ready to turn away and head to her own game when Amy looked her way, recognized her and waved. She immediately took off running straight toward Susan. Susan smiled seeing the look of excitement and bouncing energy that brought Amy to her.

Without saying a word, Amy flung herself into Susan's body and wrapped her arms tightly around her. Susan was slightly startled by the firm, strong physical contact. She could feel the side of Amy's face pressing into her breast, and her nipples immediately responded by swelling.

“Is your mom here?” Susan asked as she surveyed the park.

“No, she dropped me off,” Amy replied and shook her head from side to side, rubbing sensuously against Susan’s already sensitive breasts. “Beth’s mom’s going to take me home.” Jeez, thought Susan, does this sweet young girl know what she’s doing? Amy’s gentle movements against her nipples were sending electric tingles throughout her body. Without thinking, Susan placed her hand behind Amy’s head and pressed her even closer.

With Amy's head just under her own, Susan could smell the sweet odor of sweat drifting upward. Nervous, she looked around wondering if anybody else was observing this intimate moment. She saw that many of the other girls were with their parents, or an older sister, and some of them were hugging or touching each other. She relaxed some, realizing that nobody thought this was out of place.

"It's so cool that you're here, did you see me play?" Amy said into the warmth of Susan's chest.

"I sure did," Susan said. "You look like the fastest player out there."

"You think so?"

"It's pretty obvious, sweetie. You're the fastest and I also think you're the most beautiful." She broke their tight embrace for a moment holding Amy by the shoulders and looking down at her. She could tell that Amy was blushing slightly from the compliment.

"Well, I may be the prettiest one on the field, but I think you're the prettiest one on the sidelines." Amy blushed as she looked shyly down at her feet. There was a quiet, very comfortable pause. "Can you stay and watch me play in the second half, please?" Amy looked up with her most adoring, pleading look. As Susan hesitated, thinking about whether she could are not, Amy pleaded, "Please... please?"

Susan thought about it a moment and shook her head, "No, princess, my game starts in just a little while."

Amy looked down, kicking the grass with her foot, pouting, she managed an incredibly wounded and dejected look.

Susan smiled, recognizing the great acting job and blatant ploy. "Sorry, sweetie, but your mom called this morning and I'm going to come over to your house tonight. How do you like that?"

Amy giggled, quickly lost her wounded and dejected look, and started jumping up and down excitedly, "Fantastic. I was hoping you would say that."

Susan smiled, seeing the expectation and anticipation in Amy's face. It seemed like Amy was looking forward to their next time together as much as Susan was. Thinking of that, Susan said, "How's your back doing? Any tension?"

Amy looked up with a grin, "Oh yeah, my back feels really tight right now." She turned around so that Susan's hands were on her shoulders and back. "Can you give me a little massage right now?" She looked over her shoulder and smiled coyly.

Susan felt a little surge of excitement recognizing how Amy was teasing her. "Sure, sweetie." And Susan began moving her hands up and down Amy's back. Susan felt incredibly happy that Amy was comfortable enough to be this familiar with her. She quickly went up and down Amy's back a couple times and then gave her two quick pats on her bottom pushing her toward the bench. "That's all for now, it's time to join your team and coach."

Amy started jogging toward the bench and turned around running backwards. "I’m sure my back is going to be really sore tonight. So, we can do more tonight, can't we?" Amy said expectantly.

Susan's face broke into a wide smile and she called out, "Absolutely, a lot more.” And more softly under her breath added, “There's no doubt about that, you sweet little thing."

Amy turned around and sprinted toward the bench as Susan watched, her eyes focusing in on Amy's tight little bottom running away from her. She knew it wouldn't be too much longer before she would have that pretty little bottom exposed over her lap, giving her the massage they both seemed to enjoy so much. Just thinking these thoughts got the juices flowing again.

For a moment she stood watching Amy run. Maybe she could blow off her game and just watch the rest of Amy's. She knew it would be fun to watch Amy's young body as she ran back and forth across the field. And no doubt it would increase the excited feelings already starting in her body. But then she remembered another mom would take Amy home and Susan would be left feeling frustrated. No, it would be better to run some of this sexual energy off on the field. And then later tonight, she and Amy could continue their mutual seduction.

Shaking her head, Susan turned and headed toward her own playing field. As she walked she replayed their recent encounter and realized that Amy was flirting with her just as much as she was flirting with Amy. Then the thought came to her mind, exactly who is seducing who here? Amy was certainly not trying to disguise her feelings for Susan, even in a public park with other people around. This made Susan smile as she walked.

As she got closer to her field, Susan felt the beginning signals of an urge to pee. Darn, she forgot to pee before she left home and she really disliked using the plastic portable toilets at this park; they smelled so bad. But, she knew she would never be able to hold it throughout the entire game. Looking around, she did not see anyone close by, and turned toward the trees at the edge of the park. Going a little ways in, she looked back and saw that no one could see her here. She put her things down, and went behind a large tree and found a bare patch of ground.

Standing still for a moment, she looked around assuring herself that there was no one nearby. With that, she pulled her shorts and underwear down in one swift motion, and carefully squatted down. Sitting like this, waiting, Susan could feel her heartbeat increase slightly. She could also feel the cool breeze flowing around her exposed bottom and pussy. These combined to send a little excited shiver through her body. As the first drops of pee began to flow, Susan wondered, not for the first time, why she so enjoyed peeing outside. Maybe it was the excitement, that little fear, the small chance that somebody would see her, some girl from the soccer field walking through might just happen upon her and see her so totally exposed and vulnerable. Hmmmm. More shivers.

She thought about her summer vacations at the lake over the last few years. A couple of times each week she would find an excuse to get away and walk around the lake to a fairly secluded spot. There she would take off her clothes and her swimsuit and lay naked in the sun. When she felt hot she would get up and run quickly into the water feeling the intense shock of the cold penetrate her whole body. She loved the feeling of getting out of the water and lying down naked with the warm sun drying the cold water off her body. Her nipples would get hard as little rocks from the sensations.

This was the first time when Susan began playing with herself, teasing her rock hard nipples and even stroking the sensitive places between her legs. Invariably she would have to pee then, and would step into the woods, squat down, and then run off back into the lake to wash off. Lying in the sun, she thought there was very little chance anybody would see her, but she didn't know for sure. Just a slight chance that somebody else could see her lying naked like this, skinny-dipping, and peeing in the woods, would get her aroused. Closing her eyes she would imagine different people standing there watching her. Her favorites were her teacher and Gina. No wonder she enjoyed peeing outside so much.

Squatting behind a tree, as her pee continued, Susan thought of Amy, their recent encounter and tight embrace. She could feel her nipples harden, remembering the sensations of Amy's face against them. She imagined Amy walking up and seeing her squatting, her bare bottom sticking out, her pee flowing in a stream noisily to the ground. Mmmmmm… this is why she enjoyed peeing outside so much. Everything felt more free and open. All the sensations, all these feelings somehow just went together.

As Susan finished, she carefully stood, pulling her shorts and underwear up tightly, giving a little tug between her pussy lips. As she walked back to the playing fields, Susan could feel her hard nipples rubbing against the tight material of her sports bra. She always enjoyed the sensations that came from this rubbing action, especially when she was running around playing soccer. This was going to be a fun game today, she thought. And then, later, tonight was going to be even more fun.

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Looking down at the wiggling, naked young girl laying over her lap, Susan could only smile. With one hand she stroked long, blonde hair, loving the sensations as it passed through her fingers. With the other hand she gently rubbed the reddened cheeks of a warm bottom. Amy was wiggling on her lap, thoroughly enjoying the pure pleasure provided by Susan's skillful hands. Though this had become somewhat of a routine for them, neither seemed to tire of this thrilling foreplay.

Amy turned her head to look at the wonderful person providing so much pleasurable stimulation to her young body. The first thing she saw was the large warm smile on her face, framed by loosely hanging golden, strawberry blond hair. The second thing that she delighted in was a pair of beautiful, naked, pear-sized breasts with their very hard pink nipples. While she so much enjoyed Susan's attention to her body, it greatly increased that enjoyment to see Susan incredibly turned on by playing with her.

Amy rested her head on her hands placed on the couch beneath her. She watched Susan's beautiful face, following her intent gaze on Amy's bottom. Gently spreading her cheeks open with her hands, revealed an intimate view. Amy felt so lucky that they had developed this very special and intimate friendship.

Amy reached both hands back, sliding them under Susan’s, feeling the stinging warmth of her bottom. Susan had just finished giving her what they called their special love spanking. It wasn't too hard, and didn't really feel very painful. There was just enough sting to feel like a warm-up for something more.

As she rubbed her cheeks, Susan's hands mixing with hers, Amy thought about how to say what she was thinking. Slightly turning her upper body, she propped her head on her hand and looked at Susan.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, sweetheart, you can ask me anything."

Amy hesitated a moment, looking down, "Well… I'm not quite sure how to say this…."

"That's okay, just say whatever you're feeling. What's up?"

Amy smiled, relieved at how easy it was to talk to Susan. "Well, I've been thinking. And I know this may sound kind of strange, but.”

Susan smiled enjoying the simple pleasure of just watching Amy work this out. She remained quiet, patiently letting her find her own way.

Amy continued, "Well, I… I was thinking about our love spanking. They are so yummy and make me feel all warm and tingly. But, one thing I noticed was sometimes that warm tingly feeling in my bottom doesn't last very long. And, well… I really like when that warm stinging feeling lasts longer, especially when I can still feel it the next day."

Amy looked down, a little embarrassed to admit what she liked so much. Susan stroked her head and said soothingly, "It's okay, Amy. I know what you are talking about. I feel the same way."

Hearing this, Amy lifted her head and a large smile spread across her face. "Oh, you do?” And then quickly and excitedly, “ Oh, what I really like is on the next day when I sit on a hard chair, I can still feel the stinging and it sends all these little excited feelings from my bottom to my pussy. It just makes me remember the fun we had together, and I feel like you're with me even if you're not here. Does that make any sense?"

"Absolutely, sweetness. I know just what you're talking about." Susan loved the direct and honest way Amy had when expressing feelings. How could she not open her heart to this beautiful young girl?

"You know, remember after that hard punishment spanking you gave me for lying?" Susan nodded as she continued stroking both Amy's hair and bottom. "Well, it did really hurt at the time, but when I could feel it the next few days, it didn't hurt so much, but made me feel really, really good inside."

There was quiet for a few moments while Susan processed this new information. "So, I guess what you're saying is, you'd like to try a little harder spanking so the stinging continues for longer, is that right?"

Amy nodded her head, relieved that Susan understood what she was trying to say. It was a little confusing for her, all these different feelings, but somehow talking with Susan made it easier to understand. "But, it doesn't have to be for a punishment, right? It's not like you have to be mad at me or I've had to do something wrong, is it?"

Susan smiled, amazed and pleased that Amy could be so bright and open. "No, sweetheart, it doesn't need to be that way at all. There's lots of ways we can give you just what you want, a harder spanking, with more stinging and warmth… that lasts longer. You know what, I’ve got an idea." Amy bounced up off her lap and sat down next to her, eager to hear this new idea.

"Let's go up to your room," Susan said as she stood and pulled Amy up with her.

Amy pulled back slightly, "But, what are we going to do?"

Susan laughed, easily pulling the smaller girl along with her as she said, "It'll be a surprise, but we're going to give you exactly what you want."

This was a new twist for them, as all of their playing with each other had occurred in the living room. But, Susan’s idea could make things a little more interesting… for both of them.

As Amy climbed the steps in front of her, the beauty of the naked little bottom in front of her mesmerized Susan. She hadn't spanked very hard or long, so there was just a slight pink flush to the skin. Watching Amy walk, her hips moving back and forth, gave her a tantalizing view between cheeks and legs. She had a brief urge to just grab her right there on the steps, but thought better of it realizing more interesting later possibilities. She couldn’t help, however, giving a quick slap to those bouncing cheeks as Amy bounded up the stairs.

"Hey…" Amy giggled as she looked back and stuck her tongue out. Susan raised her hand, with mock menace, as if to slap again, expecting her to take off running. Instead, Amy stood still, leaned over putting her hands several steps ahead, pushed her bottom back toward Susan and spread her legs wide. A thrill of excitement coursed through Susan's pussy with the recognition of the open invitation and complete willingness of Amy flirting in this way.

With Amy's bright face looking over her shoulder, wiggling her bottom, Susan acted like she was going to bring her hand down extremely hard. Just before contact, she pulled back and gave Amy a series of sweet little taps. Then she slid her hands up Amy's back and brought her own pelvis in contact with the offered target. Susan moaned, feeling her sensitive pussy make contact with the warm and eagerly wiggling bottom of Amy. Amy moaned as well, feeling the moist slickness from Susan spread around her sensitive cheeks. Susan slid her hands around to the front, cupping her hands over the small swellings of Amy’s tender young breasts. Gentle squeezing, brought another series of delicious sounds from Amy's mouth.

Susan made slow grinding motions into Amy's arched bottom. She pulled Amy's torso up and back until it was pressed into her breasts. As Susan ground her pelvis forward and around Amy was pushing her bottom back and around in a sensuous, spiraling dance. Susan's fingers found Amy's small, but very hard nipples, and began gently circling them with her fingers. She could hear Amy gasp and slowly increased the stimulation to rolling and slightly pinching the excited nipples between her fingers. While doing this, she also maintained a steady pressure, pulling Amy's back into her own nipples, which were every bit as hard.

Susan lowered her face brushing her lips against the back of Amy's head, slowly moving toward her ear. For a few moments they stood in that embrace, their hips rocking, their breasts tingling with excitement. Susan nuzzled her way past the hair covering Amy's ear and brought her lips to gently touch it. Amy sighed, turning her head, encouraging more contact.

For a few moments, Susan simply breathed, allowing her warm breath to communicate her desire. She made small little moaning sounds that sent intense shivers throughout Amy's body.

"Amy, sweetheart, you are such a lovely girl. Holding you like this, gets me so excited, I can hardly stand it. Rubbing my pussy against your bottom, feeling how hard your nipples are, makes me so hot and wet. You are one beautiful girl. I just love everything about you."

Susan could feel Amy trembling slightly. Maintaining contact, Amy began turning around within Susan's tight embrace, creating delicious friction between their bodies. When she was facing her, Amy reached up with her hands and placed them behind Susan neck.

"I love absolutely everything about you, too."

Susan leaned down as Amy arched up on tiptoe until their lips met softly, their tongues touching for a brief, electric moment. Amy sighed, her breath filling Susan's mouth; causing Susan to sigh; her breath filling Amy's mouth.

They stood there, halfway up the stairs, kissing each other gently and silently expressing their passion for each other. With great effort of will, Susan pulled her head back and looked down into Amy's shining eyes. "Mmmmmm… you taste lovely. But, look, if we don't start walking up these stairs, your hot little body is going to make me forget this fun little idea of mine. Then, you won't see what I have in mind for you."

Amy smiled, nestling her face between Susan's breasts and turning her head from side to side. "I do so want to know what the surprise is," she said with an impish little smile. Keeping their arms wrapped around each other, they resumed walking up the stairs together, each thankful and much more excited for their little stairway interlude.

When they walked into Amy's bedroom, Susan went to the closet door and opened it revealing a full-length mirror on the inside. She went over and sat down on the corner of the bed, purposefully spreading her legs wide. She guided Amy to stand in front of her, holding her hands. Amy’s face was slightly flushed from their recent embrace, and also from staring at Susan's provocative pose.

"First, Amy dear, please go get your hair brush and a hair tie." Amy pause for a moment, and then her eyes lit up with recognition.

"My… you mean… my hair brush?" She said a little nervously.

"Yep, that's exactly what I said, please bring me your hair brush and a hair tie." Susan gave a little encouraging push to send her along. With Amy retrieving the brush, Susan got up and adjusted the full-length mirror. When she returned to straddle the corner of the bed, she had a great full-length view of her own naked body, her legs spread wide enough to reveal her moist and excited state.

Amy returned, looking slightly sheepish, nervously holding the hairbrush and hair tie in front of her. Susan guided her to stand between her open knees. Amy could not help but let her eyes drift to Susan's open pussy.

"Do you know why I asked for your hair brush?"

Amy nodded slightly, but found it difficult to look away from the moist, pink between Susan's pussy lips.

"What do you think I want it for?"

Amy squirmed a little bit, realizing that Susan was playing with her, trying to get her to say what she really wanted.

"Well… I think… maybe… you are going to use the hairbrush on my bottom… right?" Susan smiled, simply nodding.

"And…?"

Seeing Amy squirm was absolutely delicious, "Well… and… it will be a harder spanking and the sting will last for a lot longer, right?" Amy looked up at Susan's face expectantly.

"Absolutely right, sweetness. I am going to use that hairbrush in your hands on your bare little bottom. And it will be harder, and that delicious sting you like so much will last longer so you can remember it over and over again. Is that what you really want?"

Amy nodded, nervous and at the same time grateful that Susan understood how she felt.

Susan held out her hand and continued, "Good. Now hand me the hairbrush and come closer." As she did, Susan turned her around and brought her down to a sitting position, her legs straddling the corner of the bed just inside Susan’s. Looking up, Amy saw their reflection in the mirror and gasped softly. While she had enjoyed the times when she could look at Susan's naked body and she had certainly looked at her own naked body, she hadn't seen the two of them naked together.

Susan could see how Amy was taking an their reflection. It was truly a beautiful picture. Susan's larger, more developed body surrounding and embracing the smaller, younger girl. They both took in the details of their naked forms touching each other, holding each other, until their eyes met in the mirror and they smiled.

Amy leaned back against Susan’s soft breasts feeling them push deliciously into her back. Keeping her eyes on the mirror, she lifted her right leg and place it over Susan’s, then did the same with her left leg. This made Susan smile even more as she saw the playful and erotic teasing that Amy was capable of. This new position gave both girls a much more open view of Amy's sweet, bare pussy. Without even touching it, both could see her obvious state of arousal, the pink inner skin glistening with passion juices. Her lips opening to display the enticing entrance.

"You are just the sweetest thing I've ever seen," Susan said softly into her ear. She brought the hairbrush up and gently began brushing Amy's long blonde hair. Susan flashed back to the last time she had held this very hairbrush, remembering the intense punishment spanking and her very erotic reactions. Just the memories shot little tingling sensations through her pussy.

Amy closed her eyes, relaxing back into Susan's embrace, feeling the sensuous movement of the brush through her hair. Relaxing into the movements, Amy remembered the sensations in her body when Susan used that very same hairbrush to spank her before. And in a few moments it would be used to create some very different and intense sensations on her bottom. This sent a small shiver through her body, the contrast of these sensations and feelings increasing her over all excitement.

Susan noticed a little shiver, “So… you like this?"

Amy nodded, "Mmmm… yes, this feels great, but..."

Susan continued stroking her hair, "But, what?"

"But… I was also thinking… what else you could use a hairbrush for."

"That's my girl," Susan whispered softly into her ear. This sent another round of shivers through Amy's body. Remembering the last time that Susan had spanked her with a hairbrush, combined with the brushing of her hair, and thinking about the hard spanking to come, all begin to come together in Amy's mind. Her body began reacting to this intense mix of emotions, which all contributed to increase her arousal.

Susan finished brushing, and gathered Amy's hair, using a tie to hold it back and up in a ponytail. Gazing in the mirror, she loved the look that Amy presented; on one hand a young ponytailed girl, on the other hand totally naked with her legs spread as wide as possible, openly exposing her most intimate parts.

"I think you're ready, now. It's time to stand up and use this hairbrush for something entirely different." Another slight shiver went through Amy's body and Susan's too. Both were looking forward to this next part with rising excitement.

Susan stood up, holding Amy in front of her as she took several steps closer to the mirror. Looking at their reflection, Susan could not help but run her hands, one holding the hairbrush, over the front of Amy's body as they both watched. Gently, she turned Amy around so she was facing her. Suzan spread her legs about shoulder width and moved her left leg in between Amy's. As she pulled Amy closer to her, there was a delicious contact as Amy's pussy rubbed up against Susan’s thigh. Susan flexed her thigh muscles a few times and leaned her leg into Amy's pussy as she felt Amy rock her pelvis forward.

"Now, sweetheart, look over your shoulder into the mirror." As Amy turned her head, she saw a very arousing picture, her legs straddling Susan's, her bottom prominently on display, pointed toward the mirror, her cheeks slightly parted.

Susan placed one hand on Amy's lower back and pushed down as she said, "Now, arch your back and push your bottom back toward the mirror." Susan smiled as Amy complied with this, seeing how this arching movement so nicely presented her bottom in a much more open way. Her cheeks spread open even more, exposing the delicate petals of her pussy and the small tight hole of her anus.

Amy saw this too, and a shiver of excitement went through her seeing how vulnerable and exposed she was, but fully trusting Susan at the same time.

"You look absolutely delicious, honey." Susan said soothingly. "With the mirror, you can see how you look in this position and also watch as I use the hairbrush to give you the harder spanking that you want."

Amy trembled a little bit, realizing that Susan was setting all this up to give her the pleasure she wanted. Watching herself in the mirror, she experimented with rocking her hips forward and back.

"That looks so sweet. Here's what we'll do: when you're ready for a spank, arch your back and push out toward the mirror, kind of like your bottom asking for the next spank." As Amy did this, Susan said, "Yes, sweetheart, just like that. And then after the spank you can tilt your pelvis forward like this," and Susan placed her hand on Amy's bottom pushing it forward on her thigh, making full contact.

Amy sighed, "Oohhh…ummm… that's so yummy," as she ground her pussy against Susan's firm thigh. From their previous play together, pussy cream was already flowing and coating Susan’s thigh making it very slippery and quite pleasurable to rub against.

Susan also enjoyed the sensation of Amy rocking her pelvis. She placed one hand behind Amy's left leg and pulled it in until it made contact with her own pussy. "And, as you're grinding away, when you push your leg into my pussy, I can rub against you, too." Susan began her own rocking motion, spreading her wetness over Amy's thigh.

Amy could feel intense sensations building. Rubbing her pussy against Susan started a warm fire burning deep within her belly. Feeling Susan’s pussy against her leg just increased the intensity of that fire. They spent a few moments slowly and sensuously rocking into each other.

"I think you got the idea, quite well." Susan whispered softly into her ear. As Amy continued rocking, Susan brought the hairbrush around and began rubbing at softly on Amy's bottom. "Remember last time when I spanked you with this hairbrush?" Amy nodded, looking up at Susan's face. "Well, this time it's going to be very different. Last time, it was a punishment and I spanked you very hard and quickly." Amy nodded, another shiver moving through her body as she remembered the intensity of that last episode. "This time, I'm going to give you one hard spank followed by a lot of rubbing and touching and teasing. And when you're ready, we'll do another hard spank followed by more rubbing. So, it will be much slower, longer, and even though it will be a harder spanking, I think you will enjoy it much, much more. This will give you the longer stinging and warmth in your bottom that you want."

Amy nodded her head again, sure that Susan was absolutely right.

"So, whenever you're ready, just arch back, push your bottom out, and if you want… you can look over your shoulder to watch."

Amy looked up at her, "But… it won't be too hard, will it?"

Susan smiled warmly at her, continuing to rub her bottom with the hairbrush, watching the sensuous scene in the mirror. "No, sweetheart. You can say ‘too hard’ or ‘harder, please’ anytime you want. We’ll make this just the way you want it. I'll start off medium hard and gradually make each spank harder, how's that sound?"

It sounded absolutely fantastic to Amy, but she was still a little bit nervous. A good kind of nervous that seem to fuel her growing arousal. "Sounds good. I think... I think I'm ready."

"You absolutely look ready, sweetness. Now, arch your back and look over your shoulder." The movement of her hips took Amy's pussy away from direct contact with Susan’s leg, leaving her a little frustrated. But, looking over her shoulder at the mirror, she could see, almost in slow motion, Susan raising the hairbrush away from her bottom up into the air. Amy momentarily forgot about wanting to rub her pussy against Susan’s thigh, as she watched in fascination the movement of the hairbrush toward her bottom.

The mirror provided her a perspective that she had never seen before. Her eyes registered the impact of the hairbrush against her bottom in a split second before the intense physical sensations from contact crashed through her body; heat, stinging, and a strong surge of electric excitement.

As Amy absorbed the intensity of the first spank, Susan brought her hand to gently stroke the point of impact, rubbing the stinging and warmth in, making it feel deeper and more penetrating. As she rubbed, Susan pushed down until Amy's pussy reconnected with her thigh, reminding Amy she could rub to her little heart's content.

Amy moaned as she felt the intensity of warmth from her bottom spreading toward her pussy and began vigorously rocking her pelvis back and forth. Susan watched Amy's reactions in the mirror getting an angle and a closeness she had not seen before. It was quite exciting to see Amy's hips moving, her cheeks clenching and unclenching, opening and closing her view to the damp, pinkness between her legs.

As Susan rubbed the heat and stinging in Amy's bottom, she asked, "Was that too hard?"

"Noooooo,…mmmmmmmmm… that…. that was perfect," Amy moaned.

"So, whenever you're ready for another, just arch your back and push your sweet bottom out."

Amy looked over her shoulder again, and watched as she got into position, her body asking for the next hard spank. Crack.

This time the impact pushed Amy's pussy back in contact with Susan’s leg where she resumed her sensuous movements. This time, Susan used the back of the hairbrush to rub Amy’s bottom, trailing it up and down her back as well.

After a little while, Amy arched her back again, gazing into the mirror. Crack.

When Amy rocked her hips forward, Susan could feel her own pussy rubbing up against Amy's thigh. While she rubbed the hairbrush around the quickly reddening bottom, Susan ground her own hot and wet pussy against Amy. Looking in the mirror, she could see everything that was going on in detail and it fueled her rising excitement. She could feel the contractions within her pussy, moisture flowing down and spreading all over Amy's thigh.

They developed a nice little rhythm; Susan gradually increased the intensity of each spank, pushing Amy’s pussy harder into her leg. Arching her back one more time, Amy looked over her shoulder as Susan again raised the hairbrush. Teasing her, Susan did not bring it down immediately. Amy looked at her in the mirror, pleadingly, wagging her hips from side to side, desperately wanting more heat, more stinging. She whimpered quietly.

Susan smiled as she teased, "Hmmmm… what is it that you want, dear one?"

"You know…"

"Well, I'm not really sure. Why don't you tell me?"

"Mmmmmmmmmm…” Amy whimpered. "Do I really have to?"

"Well, I guess it depends how much you really want it, doesn't it? And from the way you're moving your bottom and how wet your pussy looks, I'd say you want it pretty bad."

Amy nodded her head in time with her rocking hips, trying to entice Susan into action. "Please… please give me another?"

"Another what, my sweet?"

"Oh… please, please give me another spank, please?"

Satisfied with her response, Susan brought the hairbrush down sharply. Amy moaned, but left her back arched back as she pumped forward and back. Looking at Susan in the mirror she said, in a tiny voice, "A little harder, please?"

Susan felt a little thrill jolt her clit at Amy's request, but responded immediately with another quick and much harder spank. Crack.

This sent Amy's hips into wilder movements, but she still kept her bottom in position. Turning to look directly at Susan she pleaded, "Please… one more time… a little bit harder… please?"

Amy's open desire moved Susan very deeply and she complied by bringing down one and then another much harder spank to the wiggling red cheeks. Crack. Crack.

This time the intensity drove Amy to push her pussy down until it rubbed against the slick firm skin of Susan’s leg. Small noises were coming from her mouth as her excitement level rose another level with the last round of spanks.

Susan admired the courage and openness of Amy's direct request. Looking in the mirror, she could see the intense redness covering both cheeks. This was definitely a much harder spanking than she got before. But it also seemed like just what she wanted. She could tell by Amy's movements and her passionate sounds that it wouldn't be too much longer before a climactic peak. Susan gently ran the hairbrush from Amy's bottom up her back and down again. She spent some time circling the reddened skin and then moved the hairbrush down the back of her leg and up the inside returning to the bottom to rub circles again. Amy moaned a little louder, obviously enjoying the light, sensitive touch across her body combining with the intense heat and stinging from her bottom.

As Amy pumped her pelvis, Susan's eyes were drawn to the area between her cheeks. Most of her bottom was a bright red from the brisk hairbrush spanking. But, when she pushed her hips backward, the cheeks parted and revealed white skin that the brush had not touched.

Susan had another idea about how to bring more pleasure to Amy with this simple hairbrush. She switched her grip to the back of the hairbrush and ran the handle up and down between Amy's lovely pussy lips. Generously coated with the moisture of Amy's excitement, she began increasing the movement from her pussy up the valley between her cheeks.

"Amy, sweetheart, put your hands here and hold your cheeks open for me, can you do that?" Susan asked as she placed Amy's hands at the base of her bottom cheeks. She directed by moving her hands further apart opening her cheeks more and providing much better access to the lovely area in between. Susan felt a little tremor go through her own pussy at this delicate and beautiful sight.

She began trailing the well-lubricated handle up-and-down the soft white skin, which had been missed by the hairbrush spanking. Amy sighed and wiggled her hips as she felt sensations in a new part of her body.

"Is this area a little sensitive, sweetheart?" Susan asked.

"Uh huh…"

"I'm sure. This skin is so tender and sensitive, but it's not red like the rest of your bottom." Holding the brush end, Susan began a very light tapping of the handle against the soft, creamy white skin between Amy's spread cheeks.

Amy's moans picked up their pace, and she used her hands to spread her bottom cheeks even wider, opening up the area that Susan was lightly spanking. She began rocking her hips backward in time with the rhythmic motion of the hairbrush handle tapping her delicate and sensitive skin.

Susan worked the handle up-and-down the inside of the valley between Amy's cheeks. At the soft space just above her pussy, Susan slowly began tapping and working her way right up to the very center of the crease. After a few taps, Amy sensed where she was headed next and reflexively began clenching her bottom, causing her anus to tighten and relax in rhythm with her movements. Susan watched closely with great interest at this reaction while the tapping got closer and closer.

Gently, Susan began tapping directly on the small, puckered hole. Amy squealed in passion and delight, increasing pelvic movements. Susan watched in fascination at the alternating closing and opening of her anus.

This new sensation, the stimulation of her most intimate place, was pushing Amy higher and higher in her passionate spiral. Susan sensed this, knowing it would not take much more to push her over the edge. Stopping the tapping action, Susan shifted her grip and began rubbing the back of the hairbrush from Amy's pussy up and across her anus and around her red cheeks. She did this over and over again increasing the speed, stimulating all areas as Amy's movements became wilder and her moans became louder.

Susan continued running the hairbrush up-and-down Amy's back around her bottom and up and down her legs repeatedly. Trailing the hairbrush up the inside of her thighs, Susan applied a little gentle pressure spreading her legs wider. Susan focused the back of the hairbrush on the sensitive inner skin running all the way out the to her pussy and back down again. There was plenty of slippery moisture coating every side of the hairbrush and it moved very smoothly.

Enjoying the sensations, Amy began parting her thighs wider and arching her pelvis back to give Susan better access. As she saw this in the mirror, Susan accepted the invitation and brought the back of the hairbrush up to barely touch Amy's pussy lips before bringing it back down the other thigh. This brought a new wave of shaking and tremors from Amy.

Starting at the knee, Susan changed the stimulation by gently tapping the back of the hairbrush against Amy's inner thigh. Slowly working her way up, she slightly increased the intensity of each tap. When the hairbrush reached the top of her thigh, Susan moved it down the other leg and repeated the same thing.

Tap. Tap. Tap. “Uh. Uh. Uh,” Amy moaned. Tap. Tap. Tap. “Uh. Uh. Uh.” As she felt the hairbrush moving higher on her thigh, Amy arched her back even further, her pussy reaching back for more. Tap. Tap. Tap. “Uh. Uh. Uh.” This time, when the hairbrush reached the top of her thigh, Susan lightly ran it over the sensitive pussy lips. Amy gasped and reflexively pushed down to increase the contact.

Susan quickly withdrew the hairbrush and applied two very strong spanks to Amy's already reddened cheeks. Crack. Crack. Then she returned to the light tapping on the inside of Amy's thighs several times, before again bringing it directly in contact with Amy's pussy. More moans and sighs came from Amy as the sensations of all these teasing movements combined with the hard spanks sent her closer and closer to climax.

Susan began rubbing the hairbrush in a circular motion as Amy pushed her pelvis down against it. Once again, Susan quickly pulled the hairbrush back and applied three quick spanks in a row to her bottom. Crack. Crack. Crack.

These last three spanks sent Amy into a fit of wild movements. Susan rubbed her bottom and slowly made her way down to her pussy. She held the hairbrush so that it almost, but not quite touched the sensitive lips. Amy moaned in frustration. Gently, very gently, Susan began a light patting motion, sending intense little jolts through Amy's pussy and clit.

At first Amy froze, feeling the new location and intensity of the sensations on her most sensitive area. Then, by instinct, her hips began moving in time with the light patting motion of the hairbrush. Gradually, Susan increased the light patting against her pussy, as Amy pushed her hips to meet it each time. Susan could sense Amy getting closer and closer to her release.

Amy moaned, "uh….un…mmmm….mpppfff.." caught up in the wild intensity of all these intense sensations.

Susan again changed her hold of the hairbrush by grasping the back. Gently, teasingly, she began rubbing the handle along the tender and sensitive inside of Amy's thighs. She trailed the handle up-and-down Amy's thighs several times and then brought the very tip to rest at the moist opening of her pussy. Amy stopped her wild motions at this new sensation. Slowly, Susan began tracing her swollen pussy lips with the brush handle, gently moving up and down the slit. She brought the tip of the handle down to Amy's exposed entrance, gathering the collected juices and spreading them around. Amy began moaning again and started gently pushing her pussy back to make contact with the handle. Susan traced small, light circles around Amy's pussy hole. Then, she held the brush still and applied gentle pressure, so that the tip of the handle made full contact with the delicate, sensitive and very wet opening. Amy's rocking tips, provided enough movement that the tip of the handle began to disappear between her lips. Susan held the brush still, allowing Amy to experiment and feel just how much penetration she wanted. Although Amy had become quieter and her movements more restrained, Susan could feel how quickly her arousal was rising. The small quick movements of Amy's hips began increasing and her moans became incoherent.

Susan's eyes were fixated on the tip of the brush handle appearing and disappearing between Amy's pussy lips. With her other hand she began rubbing Amy's very red and hot bottom cheeks, adding a few soft spanks and then continuing the rubbing action.

"You're so beautiful, sweetie, I'm going to spank your bottom again, until you come all over my leg." And with that Susan drew the hairbrush back and started applying continuous spanks to Amy's bottom. Searching for contact for her needy pussy, Amy slammed her pelvis down into Susan’s thigh and rubbed furiously.

"Uh…uh, Susan…mmmpff…a...ah, oh… I'm so close… Just… just a little bit more…oh, yes… oh, yes…. oh, yes please…ohhh... just a little bit harder…" and as Susan applied a last series of stinging spanks, Amy gasped loudly, her movements suddenly stilled as she felt the crashing wave of an orgasm take over her body. Seeing this, feeling this throughout her whole body, Susan gradually toned down the spanks until they were just light taps, continuing the mild sensations as Amy rolled through her terrific release, her orgasm moving like waves through her body, twitching, spasms, moaning and great delight.

As Amy floated through her climax, she leaned into Susan's body. Holding her tenderly, Susan took careful steps backward until she could feel the bed. Gently she sat down holding Amy tightly to her body. She then lay back down on her back so that Amy was lying on top of her.

Spent by the intensity of her orgasm, Amy snuggled into Susan's warm body. Her face found the soft and inviting crook of Susan’s neck, as her body wiggled, finding a comfortable position to rest. She laid a little off center, one leg between Susan's, reflexively pushing her thigh into the warm dampness between Susan's legs. Amy's pussy was positioned just above Susan’s hip, finding a nice little spot to make gentle rubbing motions.

With one hand, Susan stroked Amy's head resting on her shoulder, while her other hand lightly ran her fingernails up and down Amy's back. Susan listened to Amy's breath, so close to her ear, gradually losing its intense, excited panting and return more to normal. They lay like this for quite some time, without talking, feeling the full body contact between them, and simply enjoying the moment. Susan's hands continued softly caressing every part of Amy they could find.

Susan broke the silence, whispering softly, close to her ear, "Did you enjoy that, sweetheart?"

Amy nodded, brushing her face up and down Susan neck. "Oh my God, yes. That was awesome."

"It was awesome being able to watch you in the mirror, too. I could see so much more of you, when you moved, see how you're pretty bottom opened up, and that cute, cute wet pussy in between." Amy blushed, remembering how it looked to her and realizing Susan watched every intimate detail. She nestled closer into her neck and made little purring sounds of contentment.

Amy asked, "So, you like watching me… get spanked… and cum?"

"Absolutely, sweetness. You can feel how wet my pussy is, can't you?" Susan said as she ground her pussy against Amy's thigh. Amy responded by pushing her leg, making stronger contact.

"Umm…. yes…. it feels so yummy." Amy thought for a moment. "Did you… you know… did you cum, too?"

Stroking Amy's face with her fingers, Susan replied, "No, sweetheart. If I came when you did we probably both would have fallen and really hurt ourselves." Susan laughed gently imagining the picture of the two of them caught in the intensity of climax and falling in a tangle to the floor.

Amy took a few moments to think again. "But, if you didn't come, how could you enjoy it?"

"Oh, Amy, honey it is so, so enjoyable playing with you, touching you all over, feeling you get so hot and so wet, all of that is so totally enjoyable. And it all makes me incredibly hot and wet and turned on, too. I don't have to have an orgasm to feel good, excited and have an incredibly fun time."

"Hmm… but, does it feel as good?"

"Well, yes, I feel like it's just as good, only it's kind of different." Susan paused a moment not sure how much to try to explain, or even how to explain it. Gina had showed her some things that she had learned in Italy. Sometimes they would play around with getting excited, but not having an orgasm. They called it the ongoing climax.

"Do you want to hear more?"

Amy nodded her head enthusiastically. She had only recently started having full-blown orgasms, but was always interested in learning more from Susan.

"Okay, then, well, you know what an orgasm feels like now, right?" Amy nodded again. "So, sometimes, you know how sometimes when you get really close, when you know that just rubbing your clit a little bit harder will send you over into a big climax? Well, sometimes, instead of rubbing harder, you can just slow down a little bit and stay really excited. And then, after a little while, you can start rubbing again and getting closer, but not go all the way over into a big orgasm. Does that make any sense?"

Any thought for a moment, "Uh… I guess so, well, I don't know."

"Yeah, I know it's a little bit hard to understand. It's kind of hard to put into words. You kind of have to experience it. I know, let's play a little game. Let's call it ‘get as close as you can without going over’. Want to try?"

Always up for one of Susan's games, Amy nodded, "Sure, how does it work?"

"Okay, here's what we'll do. We’ll start playing with each other's pussies, getting each other really excited, until we get just to the point of having an orgasm. Then, we tell each other, ‘I'm getting close,’ and will slow down a little bit. And then, after a little while, we'll do it again. How does that sound?"

Amy wasn't sure, but regardless, getting her pussy played with it sounded like fun. "Umm… if you're going to play with my pussy, sounds good to me."

Susan smiled, turning her head to kiss the top of Amy's forehead. "I think you're going to like this, sweetie." And she began moving her hand down Amy's back and circling it around her bottom. Amy flinched a little bit, her bottom still sore and tender from the recent hairbrush spanking. But, she enjoyed Susan's touch and arched back to feel her hand.

"Ummmm… your bottom feels so warm. Is it stinging the way you want it?"

"It feels very hot and stingy, especially when you rub your hand on it. It feels just about perfect."

After circling her bottom several times, Susan allowed her hand to nestle in between Amy's spread cheeks. Sensing where she was going, Amy tilted her pelvis back offering better access to the probing fingers. Amy let a soft moan escape her mouth as she felt Susan's fingers make contact with the sensitive and very wet lips of her pussy.

"Now remember, the game is to get as close to an orgasm as you can without going over the edge, got that?"

Amy nodded, although she had momentarily forgotten the new game as Susan's fingers began touching her. After their evening together and two orgasms, it did not take very much to get her excited. She began rocking her hips forward and back in time with the movement of Susan's fingers up and down her slit. Her fingers coated with Amy's love juices, Susan made her way up to the small nub of Amy's clit. Using feather light touch, she began making small circles around and finally directly on the most sensitive part.

Amy's hips bucked hard, her breathing increased quickly. Susan followed with an increase of pressure and maintaining the quick tight circles, almost flicking Amy's swollen clit with her fingernail in rapid movements.

"Uh…uh…mmmm… Susan…uh…uh…. if you… if you keep doing that… I think I'm going to cum."

"Good girl, Amy. So, just feel that and watch what happens." Susan's finger moved away from Amy's clit and down to the opening of her pussy. Gently, she inserted her finger into the warm, tight opening. Amy responded with a deep moan as she pushed her pelvis back into the penetrating finger, welcoming it into her. Susan could sense how close Amy was to going over the edge. She held her fingers still and coached her, "You're doing great, sweetheart. Now, I'm going to hold my fingers still, and just let things cool off a little bit. Okay?”

Amy nodded, "Uh...huh…" was the best she could do under the circumstances.

Susan was thrilled at the sensations she could feel, her finger as deep as it could go within Amy's pussy. It was so hot; her pussy cream was flowing and coating her finger and hand. She could feel intense little tremors and muscle spasms as Amy's young pussy closed her finger.

"Okay, now, you're doing so good, Amy. I can feel how tight and wet and excited your pussy is around my finger. Now, try this. I want you to use the muscles in your pussy to grab my finger and then relax. Can you do that?"

Amy wasn't quite sure what she was talking about, but she was willing to give it a try. She felt so close to having an orgasm, but not quite there. "I'll… I'll try."

Her finger felt wonderful enveloped by Amy's young, tight pussy. Susan felt and saw Amy moving her hips and trying to figure this out. "Just try to squeeze my finger with your pussy." With that, Susan could feel a slight pressure on her finger. "That's it, sweetness. Try that again." Amy did, and Susan felt slightly more pressure. "That's exactly it. Keep doing that over and over. But now, when you squeeze, hold it a little bit longer."

Amy was getting the knack of this very quickly. Susan could feel her young muscles contracting around her finger and then relaxing over and over again. She could feel her own excitement level rising as Amy's pussy massaged her finger. Susan moaned into Amy's ear, "Oh, sweetness, that feels heavenly. How does that feel to you?"

Amy was so focused on trying to figure out how to make her muscles squeeze Susan's finger; she had forgotten she was so close to a climax. "Huh,… well… it feels kind of strange. I don't feel like I'm so close to cumming anymore, but I feel really, really good. Huh."

"You're doing great, sweetness. Now we’ll try something else. Now when you squeeze your muscles around my finger try to pull my finger deeper inside you. It's like if you wanted my finger deeper you could pull it in with your pussy muscles."

Amy thought about that for a moment. She certainly did want Susan’s finger deeper inside her. So, she began trying to pull it in. It felt a little bit like her pussy was trying to suck Susan's finger deeper.

Susan could feel that Amy was getting the knack of this subtle little movement. "Oh, yes, Amy that's so good. Keep doing that." And as she could feel Amy's muscles sucking on her finger, Susan applied a little resistance, pulling her finger back. When Amy's pussy muscles relaxed, Susan pushed her finger deeper. This brought an immediate moan from Amy, her hips rocking back into Susan's hand. "Keep doing that, Amy. Use your muscles to pull my finger in and when you relax feel what happens."

They developed a simple little rhythm, Amy pulling in with her muscles, and as she relaxed, Susan pushing deeper. Back and forth, back and forth, slowly at first, but gradually increasing speed.

Susan could tell it wouldn't take very much more this before Amy was again on the edge of her climax. "Getting close again, honey?" Amy nodded, unable to say much of anything. "Okay, here we go again. Let's slow down a little bit, I'll hold my fingers still. But, I want you to keep squeezing my finger and trying to draw it inside you. Can you do that, sweetheart?" Amy nodded, unsure if she could, the rocking of her hips and the feeling of Susan's finger in her pussy dominated her mind.

"You're doing fantastic, Amy. Remember the game, as close to the edge without going over. Keep squeezing my finger and trying to draw it deeper." Susan could feel how Amy's attention on squeezing her pussy muscles was slowly leading her away from the edge of her orgasm. "Now, honey, try this. As you squeeze and pull inward with your muscles, take a big inhale breath and draw all of the excited energy from your pussy up to your heart. And then when you exhale just let it all go, let it all ripple out from your heart. Try that. Take a deep inhale as you draw my finger deeper into your pussy, feel how your breath pulls all that excited, juicy, orgasm energy up and fills your heart. Then as you exhale, just let it go. Let it ripple outward, wherever it wants to go."

Susan could feel Amy's deep breathing as the muscles of her pussy pulled against her finger. And as she exhaled, she felt her body trembling. "You doing okay, sweetness?"

"Uh...uh… oh, yeah. Oh yeah, this feels fantastic." They continued like this for some time, their bodies rocking together in time to Amy's breathing. Amy was amazed at the feelings in her body. Where before, she felt this intense excitement and stimulation in her pussy, now she could feel it expanding into her whole body, but without the big explosiveness of a climax.

"See what I mean? If we can stay really close to the edge of the climax, without going over, it feels just like an ongoing, warm, expansive feeling as that sexual energy moves from your pussy throughout your whole body. And it just keeps going from there. You can keep it going for as long as you want. And then, I can feel that energy coming into me, too."

"You can? You can feel this, too?"

"You bet. Feel how intense, and hot, and exciting that is? That can radiate, and ripple from your body into mine, too. That's how it can be so exciting. That's how I can feel good and enjoy your sexual energy without having to have an orgasm myself."

Amy felt a little overwhelmed. She thought having a climax was pretty fantastic, but this was a whole other story. She felt so lucky that Susan showed her all of this sex stuff.

"Oh, Susan, you’re so good to me." Amy began kissing Susan’s neck, moving her lips all over and gradually working her way down her chest. Pausing for a moment, looking up, Amy asked, "May I kiss your boobies?"

Susan giggled, wiggling her breasts back-and-forth, "Absolutely, sweetness. I would love if you kiss my boobs and, if you want, you can even kiss my nipples and suck them, too."

"Oh, goody," Amy squealed as she returned to kissing her way down Susan's chest. Amy scooted her body down so her lips could make their way to Susan's small, firm breasts and their hard, tight nipples. Susan's arm was not long enough to keep her finger inserted in her pussy as she did this. As her finger slowly withdrew, coated generously with pussy cream, Amy moaned with disappointment. Her moans turned to a squeal of delight as she felt Susan's finger move from her pussy hole following up the open crack between her bottom cheeks. At the same time that Amy's lips began kissing Susan's breast, making their way around her stiff nipple, Susan's finger began a gentle circling around Amy's open and exposed anus.

"Oh, yes…ooohhh… oh, that feels so good. Oh, Susan…" Amy stammered, rocking with the dual sensations of Susan's fingers teasing and stimulating her sensitive bottom hole and the excitement of having her lips kissing and sucking her nipple.

Susan could feel Amy's excitement level rising once again. "Remember, honey, we're still playing ‘get as close to the edge without going over,’ remember?" Amy nodded her head, her mouth too full of nipple to form a reply. "Oh God, Amy. That feels so incredibly good, kiss my nipple, and suck it, you can even nibble on it, ohhh… just like that, yes. Just like that." Feeling this sweet, young mouth insistently sucking on her nipple was sending Susan even closer to her edge of climax.

Susan began using a little more pressure with her finger against Amy's anus. Feeling this, Amy began moving her hips in a circle, trying to increase the contact with Susan's finger.

"Oh, sweetness, do you like that? Can you feel my finger rubbing your little bottom hole?"

"Uh… oh…uh… uh huh… oh, yeah…mmm… oh, Susan… please… please…"

Susan teased with her finger as she asked, "Please what, sweetie?"

"Mmmm… oh, that feels so good… oh, my…. please… please just…mmmm…uh… oh… just a little push, please?"

Susan smiled, enjoying the teasing and how Amy responded so well, "A little push, like this?" As she said this Susan stopped her circling and placed her finger right at the very center of Amy's sweet rosebud. Amy instantly stopped her hip movements, and even stopped her kissing and sucking of Susan's breast, feeling the still finger and the gentle pressure pushing against her tender anus.

"Uh…uh...huh… yes… Please…. Yes… push… please… a little push... please…"

"You are such a sweet one, I can feel how much you want this, don't you?"

"Oh, yes… please, Susan…. please…. I want to feel your finger inside me, so, so, much!"

Susan knew that it was time to give Amy exactly what she wanted. She started applying a gentle pressure with her finger against the tight muscle of Amy's anus. Gradually, she felt them muscle start to give way and the very tip of her finger entered Amy's willing bottom.

"Oooohhhhh…. aaahhhhhh…” Amy sighed and moaned, feeling the gentle pressure of Susan's finger opening her up. Reflexively, she began rocking her hips back trying to draw more of Susan's finger deeper into her bottom.

Susan could not believe the sensations coming from her finger, Amy's small, tight opening fiercely clutching her finger. The sensations of Amy's sucking on her nipple were sending waves of excitement to her pussy, which she was rubbing against Amy. As Amy rocked her hips back, Susan applied more pressure and felt her finger slipping deeper into Amy's rectum.

"Ummmmmmmmmmmm……………oooooohhhhhhh…………. oh, my God Susan,……… oh I feel you so deep inside me."

"Okay, Amy. Time to slow down a little and not go into a climax, okay?" Amy had no idea if she could do this or not. "Let's do the same thing as when my finger was in your pussy. Just clench your muscles around my finger and try to draw deeper. Take a deep inhale and draw all that excited energy up into your heart and then let it expand and ripple outward. Just like with your pussy muscles, you can do the same thing with your bottom."

Amy found it a little easier to squeeze her bottom muscles around Susan's finger. As she tried to draw the finger deeper into her bottom she took a deep breath and could feel a rush of hot, excited energy expand into her chest and then ripple outward as she exhaled.

"Oh my God, Susan. Oh, your finger… oh, this just feels so…good."

"Me, too, sweetheart. Try this…as you inhale and pull my finger deeper, also suck my nipple as far into your mouth as you can."

Amy found that next direction very easy to do. She loved feeling the hard, stiff nipple being drawn into her mouth with the sucking action, her tongue flicking against it. Combining this with the pulling feeling in her bottom against Susan's finger was simply amazing.

Susan felt her nipple stretching into Amy's mouth and could feel the intense contraction of Amy's rectal muscles against her finger. Her bottom felt so, so incredibly tight. The heat felt intense, and Susan could feel a pulsation against her finger, increasing as Amy's contractions and excitement increased.

They continued like this for some minutes, each feeling the intensity of being at the edge of climax, but not quite spilling over.

"This feels so fantastic, Amy, sweetheart. Are you doing okay?"

"Oh my God, Susan, yes. This feels so fantastic. Feeling you're finger in my bottom makes me feel just so… I don't know, just so full and like… you are really deep inside me. I love it."

"Me, too, sweetheart I love feeling how your bottom is gripping my finger. It is just so hot and tight. and I can feel your heart beat so strong right here," she said as she pushed her finger against the side of Amy's rectum."

They continued in this way for some time. Gently receding from the edge of climax, Susan began a gentle pressure with her finger. "Do you want a little more, do you want me to go a little deeper?"

"Oh yes, yes deeper…"

"Okay, sweetness, use your bottom muscles to pull my finger deeper," and as Amy did Susan pulled back slightly, giving resistance. As Amy relaxed Susan pushed her finger a little bit deeper into Amy's bottom.

"Do that again, sweetheart." Amy did pulling strongly against Susan's finger, and as she relaxed Susan pushed her finger deeper until she could push it in no further.

Now Susan could feel her entire finger inserted in Amy's bottom. It was throbbing deliciously. It was warm. It was so snug; wonderfully tight…it felt sooooo good!

Amy felt her muscles clenching and relaxing around Susan's finger instinctively. She began inhaling and drawing that excited energy from the feeling in her bottom upward. It just seemed to keep going… and going… and going.

Susan opened her eyes, realizing she'd been floating somewhere, for how long she did not know. Amy's face was lying on its side pressed tightly up against Susan's breast. Her lips just barely touched the stiff nipple, her breath moving back and forth across the hard bud.

She could feel her finger totally enveloped, encased, surrounded by the heat and pulsating sensations of Amy's bottom. Thinking she may have drifted off, Susan began slowly withdrawing her finger. Amy's body jerked slightly, she clenched her bottom and quickly brought her hand back on top of Susan's.

"Oh, no…. oh, please… just a little bit longer, please?"

Susan's heart melted just a little bit more at the sweet innocence and pure passion of this young girl. She could feel Amy's hand on hers gently pushing so that her finger returned to its deepest point within her bottom. Amy clenched her muscles several times, squeezing Susan's finger, pleading without words to keep it exactly where it was. Something about this intimacy, of feeling Amy's hand on hers, feeling her finger deep inside Amy, and the internal gripping and relaxing around her finger, all combined to send Susan into a warm, golden ocean.

Susan drifted for a while, again. She could feel the gentle rhythmic breathing of Amy on her chest. She could feel the warm pulsations from within Amy's bottom. After a while, she felt some warm moisture dripping on to her chest. Shifting her head to see Amy's face, she noticed tears rolling down her cheeks.

"You okay, honey?"

"Uh huh."

"What's with the tears, sweetness?"

"I don't know, I'm just so, I guess I'm just so happy. I feel so relaxed. I feel so good. I just feel so… so happy." Amy paused for a few moments. "Susan?"

"Yes, sweetness?"

"Is this what love feels like?"

With such innocence and wonder, Susan felt her heart expanding even more than she ever thought it could. "That's what I would call it, sweetness. A great big ocean of love."

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"Amy, darling. Time to get up. Come get some breakfast and get ready for soccer."

Amy slowly opened her eyes, noticing the sunlight beginning to peek into her bedroom window. Her head felt a little foggy, like she had just been in a very intense dream. Momentarily, she wondered if it all had been just a dream. She noticed that her hand was between her legs, her thighs closed tightly around it. It felt very warm, and very sticky. She withdrew her hand and brought it to her nose, smelling the sweet, intoxicating scent of her own pussy.

Getting out of bed, she walked past the open closet door mirror, and turning, saw a slight pink flush and a few darker red areas on her young bottom cheeks. She thought, I guess that part wasn't a dream. Walking over to her dresser, she picked up the hairbrush to brush her hair, and immediately flashed on the memory of seeing Susan spank her with this very same brush in that very same mirror. A tiny shiver ran through her entire body.

Returning to the full-length mirror, Amy looked over her shoulder while running the back of the brush over her still sensitive bottom cheeks. She giggled as little shocks moved from her bottom to her pussy and straight up to her nipples, making them stand out stiffly.

Reluctantly, Amy threw on a nightshirt and panties and headed downstairs.

Amy's mom brought her cereal over to the table, noticing Amy wriggling in the chair. "You okay, Amy?"

"Yeah, Mom, I'm okay."

As Amy ate her cereal, her mom returned to the kitchen sink and began loading the dishwasher. Amy smiled, moving her hips back and forth, feeling the hard chair stimulate her sensitive bottom. Her mom was talking about something, but she didn't hear very much. She was paying more attention to how her bottom felt and the memory of being with Susan last night.

A voice broke into her pleasant thoughts, "What did you guys do last night?"

Well Mom, Amy said to herself, first we took off each other's clothes. Then, while Susan gave me a love spanking over her lap, I came for the first time. After that we kissed for a little while and then she gave me a harder spanking with my hairbrush, that I just loved; my bottom is still warm and stingy. And, that's when I had a second climax. Then, we played a game that Susan taught me, about not having a climax, but letting the energy grow bigger and bigger. It was way cool. And while we played this game, Susan put her finger in my pussy, which felt soooooo good, and then she put her finger in my bottom, which felt even better.

Instead of saying this out loud, Amy mumbled, "Oh, nothing."

"Did you get your school report done?"

"Oh yeah, Susan helped me. She even helped me get started on the next one which I'm going to finish up this afternoon after soccer."

Her mom shook her head slightly. This was different. Usually Amy whined, complained and moaned before, during and after each report. Or was it: complained, moaned and whined? She forgot the exact sequence. Whatever the sequence, it always seemed like such a big battle. And now, this was different. She wondered, hopefully, if it would last.

When Amy's mom looked over her shoulder, she could see Amy smiling, she looked happy. It seemed like a very long time since she had seen her look this happy. Amy finished her cereal and brought the bowl over to the sink.

"Go get ready for soccer, darling." Amy's mother said as she continued cleaning the kitchen.

Amy took a couple steps and then abruptly turned around, walked back, put her arms around the waist and hugged her mom.

Turning within Amy's embrace, her mother looked down and said, "Well, what's that for?"

"No reason," Amy smiled walking to her room to change her clothes.

No reason? She couldn't remember the last time Amy had hugged her for just no reason at all. She watched as Amy left the room thinking to herself, something about her looks different. She almost looks taller. She definitely seems more confident and sure of herself. For the thousandth time, she thought about how the teen years were coming up and wondered if she would be ready.

As she was putting her soccer things into a backpack, Amy found herself reaching over and picking up the hairbrush. She stopped for a moment, turning it around in her hand, feeling warm tingling sensations blossom. She smiled at herself in the mirror as she put it in her backpack thinking, you never know, I may need to brush my hair at the game.

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Driving to soccer, Amy's mom began talking and once again, Amy found herself tuning her out. Blah, blah, blah. Subtly, Amy wiggled her bottom against the seat, smiling at the sensations and the returning memories. And then, at one point the volume of her mother's voice seemed to increase and Amy heard, "And what do you think?"

"Huh?"

"I said, with me being out of town overnight in a couple weeks, what do you think of asking Susan to spend the night?"

Amy's face lit up, as she felt her whole body tingle with excitement. "Oh, whatever."

When they arrived at the park, Amy was closing the car door as her mother was saying, "…and I'll pick you up in a couple hours, okay?" But, it seemed like Amy was on an entirely different planet.

She began skipping, and then running toward the soccer field. Halfway there, she stopped and just stood still. Amy raised her hands up into the sky and began turning slow circles around and around and around. She saw the revolving blue sky, the green trees, and the grass. She could hear the sounds of the other girls giggling and laughing and playing. She could smell the heat of summer, the fresh dew on the grass, the warmth of the sun on her skin. Her body was tingling, warm, and very, very alive. She hadn't known this kind of alive before. The world looked totally different, brighter, bluer, greener, and fresher. She wrapped her arms around herself, continuing to turn slowly, amazed and enjoying every minute of it.

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Susan's mind slowly drifted, like a balloon floating along a soft summer's breeze. The warm, enveloping darkness was starting to lighten from a source that she could not identify. While wondering about this her cheek registered a new sensation: heat. Remembering that she could, her eyes opened, just a crack, to see where these new sensations might be coming from.

She saw a beam of sunlight extending from the window to her face. She could see the tree outside her window that filtered the morning sun. As soon as she saw the tree, she immediately heard the chirping morning song of the birds that lived there. Ah, yes… morning. That's what this was.

As the concept of morning formed fully in her mind, her sense of smell activated all at once and intensely, as if a switch had been thrown. Rich, dark, musky, earthy… an incredibly varied mix of smells which triggered a chain reaction in her mind and body. Through some unknown, unseen process, the pure essence of each smell cascaded into sweat, passion, lust, love… and sex. Definitely sex.

Information from her senses began forming complex, interconnected thoughts and images. The lovely smells surrounded her like a cloud of the most exquisite perfume, although perfumes could only make a weak attempt at duplicating this richness. Without realizing it, her hand slid down between her legs, seeking out the source of the exquisite aroma.

Her sensitive fingertips explored the sticky, warm exterior of her pussy. More images bloomed in her mind from the evening before. Investigating further, her fingers delicately separated the inner lips seeking the warm liquid honey within.

With her fingertip generously coated, Susan withdrew and brought it under her nose. Ah, yes… that was it… except… it was fresher, cleaner. And… not quite as deep… or complex. There was something else… there was some other aspect of the sweet smelling cloud that surrounded her. Hmm…like this, but more…like me, but other. Her mind slowly turned this over, exploring every aspect, comparing the fresh smell of her finger to the environment.

Her mind made connections, like it was searching through an archive of smells, looking for some connection, some identity. Until finally it found one… Gina.

The smell of Gina brought the thought of Gina. The thought brought the image. The image brought the memory… the memory of last night with Gina. Of course, that complex, rich, musky, sweaty smell was their combined passion from the night before. A gentle smile formed on Susan’s face.

Slowly opening her eyes, fuzzy details slowly formed into distinct shapes. There was the shape of Gina's face, her eyes closed, resting on the pillow. There was the shape of her long black curly hair, tousled and laying wind swept across the pillow. There was the shape of the light blue bed sheet draped from her shoulder and across her torso leaving one exquisite breast exposed.

Susan’s eyes focused on Gina’s small, lovely breast. She could see the gentle rise and fall signifying each sweet inhale and exhale. Staring at the small, exposed and vulnerable nipple, she remembered its taste, the feel of it in her mouth last night. And that memory triggered another chain reaction of sensations in her body and her mind.

There was something indescribably tender and beautiful about lying there, in the sunny early summer morning, watching the sleeping form of her friend and lover. Her eyes caressed Gina's face as her lips and tongue had earlier. It felt like she was seeing Gina for the first time, although they had known each other for many years and often slept together. It seemed like she was making love to Gina with her eyes.

Making love to Gina… what an incredible summer this had been! Susan remembered back to the beginning of summer, which seemed like such a long, long time ago. At the beginning, the summer had seemed like an endless, tedious series of boring tasks and chores; time to be endured. However, it turned out to be the exact opposite. And who would have guessed, certainly not Susan, that agreeing to baby-sit a new girl in the neighborhood could have changed everything so quickly. And so wonderfully. And so beautifully.

An image of Amy floated into Susan's liquid mind. She smiled broadly as one hand found its way to her nipple while the other returned to the warm, wet embrace of her pussy. Her memory conjured a series of images: Amy running across the soccer field, lying naked over her lap, changing clothes in the dressing room at the store. The one that stayed in her mind was the image of a totally naked Amy, sitting on Susan's lap, her legs spread wide in front of the full-length mirror. Mmm…

While her hands gently teased her nipple and pussy, Susan felt a wave of gratitude for this amazing summer. School was going to start soon and she couldn't be happier. She had an amazing friendship with Amy, which only promised to get better and better as they spent more time together.

And all she had to do was open her eyes and see Gina sleeping peacefully beside her to know that their friendship, their relationship would grow deeper and stronger in the coming months.

Susan wondered if it could get any better than this! Falling in love with your best friend forever at the same time as becoming lovers with a young girl who was just beginning to bloom and explore her body, her identity, finding her own sexuality. Exquisite!

Susan's whole body trembled with the immense pleasure of it all. She couldn't help but giggle as her fingers gently increased their pleasurable movements. She allowed herself the luxury of taking it all in, absorbing it as if she were lounging in a warm bath.

Yes, school would start soon. And it looked like it was going to be a very, very good year.

She shifted a bit, bringing her face to lie next to Gina’s on her pillow. Keeping as still as possible, she could feel, smell and taste each sweet exhale. The movement of her fingers in her pussy had produced another layer of sweetness to the air around them.

"Good morning, love."