The Babysitter

by Rboy

This continues my first story, "Girlie Mag Lover Girls" so you may want to read that before this one. Critique & feedback is appreciated.

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16-year-old Amy grew up in a small midwestern town with traditional values thanks to her conservative church going parents. She was an only child and her family had just moved to the Big City. She had always been attracted to women & girls, even though she didn't fully understand that attraction at first. There was the "tingly" schoolgirl crush on her 3rd grade teacher when she was 8 years old. Then there were the curious feelings she had at slumber parties, when she and other 10 year old girls played dressup, Twister, gave each other pedicures, and other such girlie games.

When Amy was 12, she and another girl practiced kissing "to see what it was like" and liked it very much. Too much she thought, as she was now at the age when she was beginning to understand such things. She had kissed a couple boys and didn't like it. Boy kisses were clumsy & made her feel uncomfortable. Girl kisses were soft & sensual, and gave her that "tingly feeling" down below. But this also made Amy feel conflicted, given her conservative upbringing. After a "heart to heart" with her mom, Amy was convinced that her feelings were "just a phase that many girls her age go through" and not to worry, she wasn't a lesbian. She'd soon outgrow her attraction to other girls she thought, and put a stop to her experimentation with her "girlfriend", and repressed her lesbian desires.

As fate would have it, 16-year-old Jamie was Amy's high school science project partner. He was immediately drawn to her pensive brown eyes, long light brown hair, and overall "wholesome" appearance, not the least of which was her rather buxom figure. Jamie had a somewhat girlish look about him, long dark brown hair pulled back in a ponytail (a junior hippie) and sensitive blue eyes. He had a deferential manner when talking to Amy which she greatly appreciated. "Not like the dumb jocks or 'cool' guys with their crude remarks about her physique and forward come ons" she thought to herself. They struck up a friendship of sorts, and began "dating" with trips to the coffee shop as Jamie would walk her home after school. When Jamie finally got up enough nerve to slip his hand in hers, Amy politely told him that she was "saving herself" for marriage. She was put off by the promiscuity of her new "Big Bad City" classmates, and felt it necessary to nip any "ideas" Jamie may have in the bud. They agreed to be "just friends" with hand-holding and hello/goodbye kisses on the cheek being as far as things would get, for now at least.

Things went on like this for Amy & her "boyfriend" for the first couple weeks of school. She was glad to have the "goody two shoes" teasing stop now that she was seen with Jamie. And Jamie was happy enough to finally have a "girlfriend" and have the taunts of "sissy" and "fag" from the jocks come to a halt. One Tuesday afternoon, Amy & Jamie went into the coffee shop. And who should they see sitting in a booth, but Jamie's 10-year-old sister Kirsten and her friend Deirdre alongside her mom, Mrs. Simms. Amy was immediately struck by Mrs. Simms' stunning good looks as she & Jamie joined them at the booth. She felt that old familiar tingling sensation as Mrs. Simms introduced herself and her daughter to her with a sultry low voice and steely blue eyes that seemed to pierce right through her. Amy also noticed how Deirdre was the spitting image of her 29-year-old mom, and was taken aback by the 10 year old's wide-eyed, seemingly lustful grin.

"Oh yeah, this is my dorky little sister Kirsten" Jamie said, pointing at his sister sitting next to him. Kirsten gave her brother a kick on the shin as she reached her hand across him to shake hands with Amy.

"So you're my dorky brother's girlfriend Amy" she said in a mocking tone as their hands met. Amy felt a slight flush of excitement as Kirsten's hand seemed to linger a bit long for a mere introduction. Amy was struck by her dark brown eyes and cute round tomboyish face, framed by her jet black hair cut in a 1920's style bob, which gave her the the glamorous look of a silent movie starlet. "Yeah, I guess so" she replied nervously.

The conversation over snacks & soda consisted mostly of Mrs. Simms asking Amy all about her background, what she wanted to be when she grew up etc. etc. Amy was growing increasingly restless, especially as Deirdre continued her lustful gaze. Finally, Mrs. Simms asked Amy if she wouldn't mind babysitting Deirdre on Friday night. Deirdre was almost beside herself with excitement as Amy thought for a second, and then said it shouldn't be a problem, but she'd have to ask her folks first.

"I'll be out pretty late" Mrs.Simms said, "so I hope you & your folks are OK with it being a sleepover." Deirdre & Kirsten quietly giggled almost uncontrollably as Amy said it was OK with her. Mrs. Simms said she'd be happy to introduce herself & Deirdre to Amy's parents. And so after they finished their snack, the five of them walked over to Amy's house where, after an awkward exchange of pecks on cheeks, the two teenagers said their goodbyes, much to the girls' amusement and shout of "cooties!" On the way home, Kirsten kept teasing her brother about how pretty his new girlfriend was, knowing full well what she & Deirdre had in mind.

Mrs. Simms used her charm to endear herself & her daughter to Amy's mom, who had no problem with her Amy spending the night with Deirdre. After all, they were only a few blocks away, and it was good for Amy to get to know the neighbors. So it was all arranged. Mrs. Simms would meet the girls at the coffee shop after school Friday, and would take them back to her place for a little "girl talk" before going out on her date. Amy's mom, Mrs. Jackson, was sympathetic to Donna Simms' situation as a divorcee raising a daughter on her own, and wished her luck on her date Friday night.

"I hope he's 'the one!'" Mrs. J. said encouragingly. "I hope so too!" Mrs. S. replied with a wry smile. "And don't worry about Amy getting up to no good with that boy!" she continued, giving the teen a sly nudge. Amy turned pink with embarrassment. "The girls will see to that!" she concluded, holding her daughter by the shoulders.

"I'm sure they will" Mrs. J. chuckled, "and I'm sure they'll have a lovely time together!" "I'm sure they will too!" Mrs. S. said, as she gave her daughter a squeeze on the shoulder and a sly wink.

They said their good afternoons, and Deirdre gave Amy a brief yet firm hug before going out the door with her mom. The precocious 10 year old could hardly contain herself with excited anticipation. Amy lingered at the door and watched mother & daughter walk down the street, and wondered with mixed emotions, just what she was getting herself into. Deirdre then turned to give her one last look. The look of a young huntress sizing up her prey. A look that sent Amy up to her room to "do her homework" as she nervously told her mom. Amy would be doing such "homework" for the next couple days, thinking of Donna Simms and her lovely daughter, with both eager anticipation & longing. And with a guilt ridden doubt for the state of her immortal soul and her standing in the eyes of God.

Amy spent the next few days in nervous anticipation of her sleepover babysitting date with Deirdre & Kirsten. Her long supressed forbidden lesbian desires were coming back to her stronger than ever before and what's more, these girls were only 10! What could be happening to her? Nevertheless, she spent her lonely nights pleasuring herself to sleep with taboo thoughts of Deirdre's lustful gaze, and imagined seeing her young supple naked body. Occasionally she'd think of Mrs. Simms' slender and well proportioned figure, her sultry sexy voice, and above all, her lovely face with those piercing blue eyes and rosy lips that she longed to kiss.

As for the two young girls, well they were beside themselves with girlish giggles & grins about their upcoming "date" with Amy. It was "Amy this... and Amy that" and it was all they could do to keep from spilling the beans about the new found object of their desire to their fellow sapphic-minded 5th grade classmates. Jamie endured the constant questioning of his kid sister Kirsten about his "girlfriend" as best he could. No, they hadn't gone "all the way" and as for "feeling her up" and other impertinent questions, he simply told her to mind her own business. But in the back of his mind, he knew what was on the minds of Deirdre and his precocious kid sister.

He had peeked & spied at their kissing games a few times, and this had become a voyeuristic guilty pleasure of his. But he didn't know that their pre-adolescent lesbian play had recently taken a more adult turn. He had yet to notice the missing girl/girl porno mag (Amy had become the image of his autoerotic musings) and the idea of the three girls together, while rather stimulating, seemed absurd. Kirsten & Deirdre were only 10 and Amy was a "good girl" after all.

Friday afternoon soon was upon them, and the two teens sat at a booth in the coffee shop waiting for Mrs. Simms and the two girls. They talked about their science project and school gossip. But there was a nervous distance in Amy's voice which suddenly perked up when Mrs. Simms and the girls came sauntering in.

"Hi Mrs. Simms, hi Deirdre, hi Kirsten!" Amy chirped with that charming small town midwestern twang of hers, as Kirsten sat next to her brother. Deirdre quickly sidled up next to Amy with her mom squeezing in next to her giggly daughter. Deirdre's leg was touching Amy's, giving both girls a sudden small rush of excitement.

"Hello Amy, hello Jamie, how was school today?" Mrs. Simms asked. "OK I guess" Amy replied. "Yeah, OK" Jamie shrugged in agreement.

"The girls are really looking forward to spending the night with you" Mrs. Simms said, giving Deirdre a knowing smile, "it's all they've been talking about the last couple days" she added, prompting stifled giggles from the two 10 year olds.

"I've got my things all packed right here" Amy said, gesturing to her overnight bag on the floor by her feet. With Amy's left hand briefly out of view under the table, Deirdre boldly & surreptitiously slipped her right hand underneath and held Amy's hand. Amy was taken aback yet found the young girl's forwardness quite arousing. She gave Deirdre's hand a playful squeeze and then let go, lest they be noticed.

Mrs. Simms sipped a cup of coffee while the youngsters had sodas and shared a two huge plates of french fries. Amy was mildly shocked as the two young girls started eating their fries in an overtly sensual manner, slowly licking the ketchup off with their tongues, making smacking noises with their lips that sounded like kisses and such.

"That's enough of that young ladies!" Mrs. Simms rebuked them with a firm voice yet smiling to herself on the inside.

"Yeah, knock it off ya little brat!" Jamie admonished Kirsten. Kirsten then replied by sticking her tongue out at her brother and pressing her heel on top of his foot. Jamie endured his sister's bratty behavior toward him. He was under her heel in more ways than one.

The conversation continued with the usual sort of small talk, and after they polished off the fries, Mrs. Simms paid the bill and they were off to the apartment complex where Jamie, Kirsten & the Simmses all resided. Jamie & Kirsten lived with their mom, two doors down the hall from the Simmses. Their parents were separated for a time as their dad was often away on business, as he was on this day. Mrs. Simms had Deirdre as a result of a brief affair with an older wealthy frat boy in college when she was only 19. Their "shotgun wedding" resulted in a short marriage with her philandering husband, and the resulting generous divorce settlement allowed Donna Simms to live comfortably with her daughter. She worked occasionally behind the bar at a nightclub, but more to get a chance to be with her old sorority sister, who also worked there, than out of need.

Upon reaching her 2nd floor apartment, Mrs. Simms unlocked the door and let the two young girls inside. There was an awkward moment when Jamie looked at Amy & Mrs. Simms as if to say "can I come in too?"

"Sorry young man" Mrs. Simms said firmly with a smile, "girls only!"

Amy shrugged her shoulders, gave Jamie a light hug and a peck on the cheek, and Jamie did the same. "See you in the morning I guess" he said. "Yeah, I guess so" Amy replied with a chuckle as she followed Mrs. Simms into her apartment. Jamie went back to his apartment and to his room. His mom wouldn't be back home from work for about a half hour or so. And with Mrs. Simms' words of "girls only" in that sensual voice of hers still echoing in his ears, he reached under his bed for that girl/girl special edition of his. But it wasn't there.

"Why those little brats!" he thought to himself. He hadn't minded them swiping the occasional mag before, but this was different. They'd be having a sleepover with Amy with his mag filled with pics of hot girls getting it on. They wouldn't dare would they? Not with Amy! After all, she was "a nice girl" from Hicksville! She wouldn't let two 10-year-old girls seduce her with some silly porno mag, would she? Or would she?

Mrs. Simms shut the door after Amy & the girls entered the apartment. "You girls go get changed while I show Amy around OK?" she said to her daughter & Kirsten. The two 10 year olds hung up their jackets and then scurried off hand in hand to Deirdre's room to change out of their school uniforms, giggling mischeviously all the while. Mrs. Simms unexpectedly helped Amy off with her jacket, giving her shoulders a slight squeeze as she did so. Amy took little notice and thanked her as she hung up her jacket on the coat rack. Mrs. Simms then began showing Amy around her well appointed apartment.

"The bathroom's just there at the end of the hall past Deirdre's room" she said pointing down the hallway of her L-shaped apartment. "And my room is just opposite hers" she continued as they walked down the hall. She opened the door to her room to give Amy a brief glimpse. It was dark with an air of mystery for the 16 year old, and Amy noticed a large double bed with tall bedposts. There was a faint scent of perfume also, which Amy found slightly intoxicating. The sounds of playful laughter coming from Deirdre's room was clearly heard from Deirdre's room as Mrs. Simms led Amy down the hall back to the living room, then through a large entrance way to the dining room and then to the kitchen.

"You have a great place here Mrs. Simms" Amy said while admiring the overall "coolness" of the apartment along with some of the artwork which adorned the walls. "Thank you and please, call me Donna" Mrs. Simms replied as she placed a hand on Amy's shoulder, giving her a smile and steely-eyed gaze that made Amy blush.

"OK...Donna!" Amy stumbled in response and nervously took Donna's hand from her shoulder and held it. Donna then took Amy's other hand and they held hands for a brief moment & playfully swung their arms and had a good chuckle over this breakdown of formality. Just then, the girls came running out Deirdre's room and plopped themselves on the couch.

Amy & Donna went into the living room to greet the two young girls. While they were changing, Kirsten & Deirdre had been playfully arguing over "who would get to kiss Amy first." They continued this "argument" on the couch as they light-heartedly slapped at each other and kicking their legs together. Amy was dumbstruck at the sight of these two little nymphs, clad as they were in just oversized t-shirts and panties.

"That's enough of that you little monkeys!" Donna said and went over and separated the two scantily clad combatants. "You girls behave OK?" she continued with a grin and gave each girl a light smack on the bottom. The two girls let out a squeal and promised to be good. Amy was filled with that familiar tingling sensation at the sight of the young girls' smooth shapely legs. Deirdre had lighter skin and her legs were long & slender. Kirsten was slightly olive complexioned, and had a pair of shapely legs that a grown woman would kill to have. Amy felt a wettie coming on at the sight of their round bottoms poking through their bunched up white cotton panties as Donna administered her little spanking. And their legs were beautifully accented by their lovely perfectly pedicured little feet.

Donna sat down on a chair opposite the couch and put her feet up on a footstool. "Mommy's feet are tired" she said matter-of-factly. "Make room for Amy and come over here and work some of your magic OK Sweetie?" she beckoned her daughter over to the footstool. Amy sat down next to Kirsten and marveled as Deirdre slowly removed her mom's high heel shoes and began to give her a loving deep foot massage.

"Oh yes Sweetie" Donna sighed as she closed her eyes in a state of seemingly orgasmic ecstasy while her daughter continued to massage her stockinged feet. Amy couldn't believe her eyes or ears and was now getting increasingly aroused. Especially when Deirdre shifted to stick out her bottom as she knelt at her mother's feet. Kirsten giggled and then knelt before Amy. "Would you like me to do yours?" she cooed, and before Amy could answer, Kirsten had her feet firmly in hand, and had started removing her penny-loafers.

"They're impudent little scamps but they do have magic fingers don't you girls?" The young girls giggled in agreement and Amy practically melted under Kirsten's touch. Donna eventually noticed the time and she needed to get ready for her date. "I'm going to hit the shower and get dressed OK?" she said and took her feet away from Deirdre's skilled hands and bent over to give her daughter a peck on the lips. "Such a good girl aren't you?" she chirped. Deirdre nodded in agreement and gave her mom a wink & a smile as Mom retired to the bathroom for a quick shower and change of clothes.

Kirsten then gave Amy the surprise of her life as she gave her big toe a playful nibble through her tights. Before she had time to react to this bit of forwardness, Deirdre had leaped over to the couch and snuggled herself next to Amy. Kirsten then got up and sat herself next to Amy on the other side. Amy felt herself growing weak in the knees and her now hot pussy getting increasingly damp. "It's just a phase" she silently said to herself, "all girls go through it." Amy was near the point of no return, and was ready to let these little lesbians to take her there.

"Have you ever kissed a boy?" Deirdre asked as she twirled a strand of Amy's long brown hair between her fingers. "Yeah" Amy replied with a nervous smile. "Will you show us what it's like?" Kirsten interjected. Amy hesitated. "Please?" the girls pleaded in unison. "Pretty please?" "Pretty please with sugar on top?!" Kirsten cooed.

Before Amy had a chance to say yes (which indeed she was about to do) Deirdre wrapped her arms around her neck and planted a big wet kiss on her lips. It was sloppy & clumsy at first, but the next kiss was beautifully slow and lingering. Deirdre straddled herself on top of Amy and had her face firmly in her grasp. Amy was shocked at how such a young girl was so agressive...and skilled at kissing! She felt herself positively melt under her forceful yet soft touch. Amy wrapped her arms around Deirdre and put her hands under her shirt and firmly squeezed her soft smooth butt. Deirdre let out a sigh at Amy's touch and her kisses became even more passionate and forceful.

Not to be left out, Kirsten moved in closer and put her left arm around Deirdre's back, her right arm around Amy's neck and began to nibble on her neck & ears. Amy was now on fire. She felt herself helpless under the touch of these two little nymphs. A wonderfully beautiful helpless. Her hard nipples ached to be free from the confines of her bra and her now red hot wet pussy was quivering to be free of her moist panties.

Deirdre then shifted herself back and began nibbling on Amy's other ear while Kirsten ran her tongue along Amy's neck. Deirdre then put her hand on Amy's right breast. Kirsten noticed and followed suit by placing her hand on her left. Both girls could feel Amy's hard nipples from under her blouse & bra. Amy started breathing heavier and was nearly speechless as the girls began to unbutton her blouse. The two young girls looked at each other and giggled as they gave each other a triumphant smile. Amy was now theirs! Along with being aroused, Deirdre & Kirsten were also quite proud of themselves. They were a couple of little 10-year-old 5th graders getting it on with a 16-year-old high school hottie! "Take that dorky boys!" they thought.

The two young girls grew bolder as Amy continued to melt further under their kisses. With her blouse unbuttoned, Amy reached around and put one hand each inside the girls' panties. She fondled their butts and her hands found their way to their smooth baby-soft little pussies. This was all new to her, but Amy seemed to instinctively know how to pleasure her young lovers, as she gently ran a middle finger between each girls moist pussy lips. The girls started to give way to their own sighs & moans of pleasure when Amy suddenly "came to her senses" and realized that Mrs. Simms would be done showering & changing any minute now. The girls calmed down from their excited state and Amy straightened herself as best she could before turning on the television. A few minutes later, Mrs. Simms emerged.

"Well you girls seem to be getting along nicely!" Donna said with a sly knowing smile on her face. Deirdre & Kirsten were snuggled up together in an obviously disheveled state, the scent of arousal clearly evident. Amy blushed profusely, but the two young girls seemed to take it all in stride, much to Amy's surprise and relief. It was then that Amy noticed just how stunning Donna was. She was wearing a tight, low cut black mini-dress, with sheer nylon stockings and a pair of three inch open toe high heel shoes. Amy gazed lustily at her long shapely legs, and when Donna bent over to give each of them a kiss goodbye, she got a close glimpse of her smaller than average yet shapely round breasts.

"You girls have a good time, there's plenty of food in the fridge and I'll give you a call around 10 or 11 to check in on things" Donna said. "The number to call in case of emergency is by the phone; I'll be back early tomorrow morning so feel free to sleep in my room" she continued. "There's plenty of room in that big bed of mine!" she concluded with a wink & smile in Amy's direction. Amy was stunned at the realization that Donna knew all along about Deirdre & Kirsten's intentions. But she was also greatly relieved and overjoyed that she could now explore her long repressed lesbian longings with these two hot little 10 year olds. Ironically it would be the youngsters who'd be the ones to show her the way to sapphc bliss instead of the other way around. But such is life.

Donna Simms put on her coat and got ready to leave for her date. "You look beautiful Mrs. er, I mean Donna" Amy said as she snuggled up closer to the two girls. "Why thank you Amy" Donna replied with a smile, "and you're quite a lovely young lady yourself my dear, Kirsten's brother is a very lucky boy." The two young girls got a chuckle out of that one as they gave Amy a pinch. "I guess so" Amy laughed.

"You're date must be a lucky guy too" Amy said as Donna gave Deirdre one last kiss goodnight. "I guess so" Donna said, which set her & Deirdre to another good chuckle. "Give 'Aunt Katie' a kiss for me" Deirdre said to her mom as she opened the door to leave. "I certainly will my Love, I certainly will!" Donna smiled back and made her exit into the night.

Amy looked at Deirdre in open mouthed disbelief. Deirdre looked back and simply smiled and nodded as if to say "yes she is and yes they are!" Kirsten & Deirdre looked at each other and then by some sort of magical unspoken signal, they began tickling Amy. Soon they had her rolling on the floor in fits of uncontrollable laughter. Deirdre positioned herself on top of Amy and proceeded to finish taking her blouse off. Kirsten had her hands up Amy's skirt and had a hold of her tights & panties, and in a matter of seconds had them pulled down to her ankles. Deirdre had managed to get Amy's bra off and was now massaging her firm ample breasts and gently pinching her nipples. Kirsten now had Amy's bare feet in her hands and was hungrily nibbling on her toes and running her tongue along her delicately arched soles.

Amy was feeling like she had never felt before as these two young girls were bringing her close to the edge. Deirdre was now sucking on her now almost painfully erect nipples. Licking circles around them, gently biting, sucking, licking, biting, sucking...left breast, right breast, left, right...... Meanwhile Kirsten was kissing her way up Amy's silky smooth legs and had unbuttoned her skirt and was pulling it down past her knees, then her ankles and then...voila! Amy was now totally naked.

As Amy lay on her back, Deirdre turned her attention to Amy's sweet rosy lips. Again it was the much younger pre-teen who took control as Deirdre grasped Amy's face firmly in hand & forcefully thrust her sharp tongue between her lips. Their lips locked and their tongues met deep inside Amy's warm yielding mouth. Kirsten had now gotten up past her knee's and was planting soft kisses and gentle love bites along Amy's soft silken inner thighs. Amy twitched uncontrollably as Kirsten inched tantalizingly close to her golden treasure.

Deirdre's kisses became more forceful and aggressive in nature as Amy grew ever closer to climax. Kirsten now had her hand on Amy's quivering pubic mound and was playing with her damp silky pubic hair. Kirsten had eaten out Deirdre's smooth hairless little girl pussy a few days ago and now she was going to get her first taste of a "big girl." Kirsten could barely contain her excitement and she reached back and started fingering herself as she gently parted Amy's lips.

"Oh my God you're not gonna....Oh yes you are...Oh my...oh...oh..." Amy's words were quickly replaced with sighs and moans and cries of pleasure as Kirsten's tongue met her throbbing clit. Kirsten worked her tongue around, in and out of Amy's sweet virgin pussy. Deirdre knew what her partner was doing down below and started with the sexy talk and slipped off her own now moistening panties.

"That's it Kirsten, lick her pussy! Lick it out good!" Deirdre then began to whisper in Amy's ear: "You like getting your pussy licked don't you?" Amy could only nod her head yes as she continued moaning lustfully. Deirdre then stuck her tongue in Amy's ear which set her off to the first of many huge orgasms.

"Kirsten's a good lezzie pussy licker isn't she?" Deirdre asked before darting her tongue back in Amy's ear. "Oh yes...oh yes!" Amy cried out. Then Deirdre got up and straddled herself over Amy and held her hands down together above her head. "Are you gonna lick my pussy now?" she teased as she lowered herself just over Amy's face. Deirdre had Amy right where she wanted her. "You do wanna be a good lezzie girl don't you?" she continued. Amy again could only sigh and nod yes.

"Kiss it first!" Deirdre firmly commanded. Amy opened her eyes, looked at Deirdre, sighed, and did as she was told.

"Good girl!" Deirdre said while Amy planted little love pecks along her outer pussy lips. "Now stick out your tongue and lick......good girl!"

Amy now had her tongue stuck between Deirdre's pussy lips as the sexually precocious little 10 year old ground herself into the face of her 16-year-old initiate. Kirsten grew increasingly excited at the site of her lover and "co-conspirator" establishing her dominance over the girl who was supposed to be looking after them. She fingered her little clit and climaxed just as she gave Amy one last clit sucking.

Deirdre was a young girl possessed as she rode Amy's face to climax after climax. Kirsten joined Deirdre in the "verbal domination" of Amy. They were initiating her into their little lesbian "girls club" they thought. Amy was now rightfully theirs. Deirdre finally had her fill and rolled on the floor next to Amy. Kirsten did the same and the three girls had a good long snuggle.

Amy felt at ease with her new status as supplicant to these pre-teen little lesbian sex kittens. It was still part of a "phase" she was going through she thought. A phase she hoped would last a very long time. After their snuggle, Deirdre & Kirsten rolled Amy over on her tummy and proceeded to give her bottom a good spanking. They sprang up, and scurried toward Deirdre's mom's room.

"Last one in bed's a rotten egg!" Deirdre said with Kirsten giggling after. "I'll get you, you little scalliwags!" Amy exclaimed gleefully as she chased the girls, knowing full well that it was they who were going to get her.

Deirdre ran into her mom's room and jumped on the large double bed. Kirsten followed, but just as she was about to join her lover in bed, Amy caught up with her and held her firmly in hand. She sat down on the bed, set Kirsten over her knee, pulled down her panties down to her knees and proceeded to give her soft plump round bottom a firm yet playful spanking.

"Where did you learn to do THAT, you little rascals you?" Amy asked as Kirsten squealed with delight. She kicked her legs as her bottom was being turned a bright pink. "Oh we've been girlfriends since 3rd grade!" Deirdre exclaimed proudly. She then jumped off the bed and pulled off Kirsten's panties the rest of the way and tossed them at Amy. The two young girls giggled at this impudent gesture.

"Don't tell me you've never done this with another girl!" Deirdre said in a slightly mocking tone. "I most certainly have NOT!" Amy indignantly replied, yet with an inward feeling of envy & regret that these two little girls had been doing what she could only have imagined doing when she was their age. Amy loosened her grasp of Kirsten as she momentarily mused about "what might have been" and allowed her to break free.

The two 10 year olds then wrestled Amy to the bed and were tickling her mercilessly. Amy was laughing uncontrollably and felt another wave of arousal coming on as she fell back under the control of her tormentors. "Well I guess we'll have to teach you a few things then!" Deirdre cooed as she and Kirsten rolled Amy over on her tummy. Kirsten sat herself on top of Amy's butt and started bouncing up & down. Deirdre planted herself on Amy's back in front of Kirsten and began to slowly massage her neck & shoulders. Amy let out a sigh as the tickling sensations gave way to the blissful contentment provided by Deirdre's skilled hands.

Amy felt the wetness of the the young girls' soft smooth little flowers on her back & bottom, which prompted her own silky mound to dampen even more. Especially when she felt Kirsten's hand brush up against it from behind. Another wave of pleasure coursed through her as she felt Kirsten gently separate her dew damp petals with her index & ring fingers and rest her middle finger in between. Deirdre massaged her back with ever more deeply. Amy let out a high-pitched moan as she felt Kirsten's middle finger tease her clit. Her moans reached a few notes higher when Kirsten pressed her thumb against her asshole and gently kneaded her down below. Deirdre then leaned over and gave Amy a firm yet gentle bite on the neck. Deirdre toyed with Amy's neck & ears with her skilled tongue and with almost vampire-like love bites. Amy felt possessed by her two young charges as her entire body gave way to another wave of orgasmic ecstasy at their hands.

"Do you like your lessons so far?" Deirdre whispered in Amy's ear as Amy subsided into a contented afterglow. "Mmmm....yes!" Amy moaned with a tone more reminiscent of a wanton libertine than a young virginal small town "girl next door."

"Would you like another lesson?" Deirdre continued with a devious tone of voice. Kirsten began fingering her own moist little flower with excited anticipation of what her Deirdre was plotting. She knew her all too well. "Mmm-hmm" were the only "words" Amy could muster as she nodded her head in agreement. "Then another lesson it is!" Deirdre exclaimed with a wicked grin as she looked back at her partner.

"Oh! A 'lesson' lesson?" Kirsten grinned back at Deirdre as she grew evermore moist and fidgety. Kirsten had shifted herself and was now straddling Amy's back with her legs spread wide apart and was slowly and lasciviously gyrating. The two girls giggled as Kirsten got up off of Amy's back and walked over to her mom's dresser and opened one of the bottom drawers. Amy sensed that the girls were up to no good but there was little she could do about it given the current state she was in.

Kirsten shifted further up Amy's honeydew dampened back, and firmly pressed her knees down on her shoulders. Deirdre got some things out of the drawer, walked over to Kirsten and handed her one of the "things." Amy then felt a shock even greater than the one she received when the girls first "put the moves" on her. Kirsten had bound her wrists together with a pair of silk-lined leather handcuffs, and Deirdre had her ankles in a matching pair of silk-lined shackles.

"Oh my God!" Amy cried out in disbelief. "What the hell are you doing?"

"You do want us to give you your next lesson don't you?" Deirdre chirped as Kirsten giggled and started nibbling Amy's 'soft spot' behind her ear. Amy managed to turn her head around to look at her two captors and lay in stunned silence as she saw Deirdre brandishing a short wooden paddle. She noticed some writing on it. In point of fact, it was Donna Simms' old sorority "initiation paddle" with the names of a dozen or so initiates etched on it as well as the dates of their initiation. And it was now Amy's turn to be fully initiated into Deirdre & Kirsten's own little sapphic "sorority."

Kirsten turned herself around and pressed her feet down upon Amy's bound hands. She just had to watch Deirdre administer Amy's initiation. "You do want to be our servant don't you Amy?" Deirdre teased as she softly circled Amy's quivering twin cheeks with the paddle. Amy could only give a soft gasp for an answer. "Well do you?" Deirdre repeated, this time giving Amy's cheeks a light tap.

"Oh you wicked little girls!" Amy mustered a reply, not quite knowing yet whether to bemoan her fate or embrace it. "Wicked are we?" was Deirdre's haughty response, "I'll show you wicked!" and then proceeded to land a stinging smack on Amy's bare bottom. Amy let out a squeal which was accompanied by a gasp from Kirsten. She too had been on the receiving end of Deirdre's paddlings, and knew the exquisite delight that awaited her.

Amy's apprehension was soon assuaged as she felt the warm glow of her now hot pink bottom radiate up her spine and into the depth of her very soul. Deirdre's paddlings grew gradually more forceful. She sensed her initiate slowly surrender herself to her. Each smack was punctuated by a verbal admonition, as Kirsten excitedly chimed in with her own words of giggling approval.

SMACK! "You do want to be our lezzie don't you?" Amy nodded "yes." SMACK! "You do want to lick our little cunnies don't you?" SMACK!

Deirdre would then gently rub Amy's pussy with the paddle and coax an answer from her. "Oh yes, yes, yes!" Amy would answer each question with an increasing tone of devotion in her voice. Yes, she wanted to be Deirdre & Kirsten's lover girl. Yes, she wanted to be a lesbian. Yes, she promised to stay away from boys and to be theirs, all theirs.

Amy's cheeks were now a glowing rosy red and she was fairly on fire with submissive lust. Her hot wet pussy was aching to be touched and given release. She felt a keen sense of belonging to her two pre-teen mistresses and warm feeling of inner peace at being their supplicant. Deirdre then instructed Kirsten to "kiss it and make it better."

This was the moment Kirsten had been waiting for ever since Deirdre took the paddle to Amy's bottom. While still astride her back, she bent over and lovingly soothed Amy's hot pink cheeks with soft sweet kisses. She firmly squeezed her smooth firm pillows, spread them apart to gain access to her golden treasure, and proceeded to imbibe of the sweet pungent nectar of her flower. With Deirdre now at her side devouring her lips with kisses, and Kirsten at her nether lips, Amy let wave after delightful wave of climaxes overtake her until she was totally spent.

As Amy lay down catching her breath and pondering what had just transpired, Deirdre undid the handcuffs while Kirsten did the same with the silken restraints around her ankles. The girls then rolled their freed captive on her back and snuggled up with her.

Now laying on her back, and with Deirdre laying on her right side and Kirsten on her left, Amy reached her arms around and placed a hand on each girl's bottom, working her fingers in between their waiting cheeks. "Oh you wicked little girls!" she chuckled with a contented sigh.

"Yes, we are wicked aren't we dear?" Deirdre said to Kirsten with a grin. "Yes, we certainly are my love" Kirsten replied, echoing Deirdre's put on aristocratic accent, "we certainly are!" Then the two girls snuggled closer up to Amy, and with their heads resting on her soft firm ample breasts, began slowly kissing each other.

At that moment the phone rang. It was just past 10 o'clock. My how time flies when you're having fun! Deirdre reached over to the night stand and picked up the phone...

"Yes Mom, everything's fine......we're having a great time with Amy! Yes Mom, she's right here!" Deirdre then held the phone up to Amy as Kirsten stifled her laughter.

"Hi Mrs...er Donna....yes the girls were no trouble at all...yes I know they can be quite a handful...(gives the girls' bottoms a 'goose)...OK... see you bright & early in the morning then, bye!" Deirdre then held the phone up in the air toward Kirsten...

Hi Mrs. S, bye Mrs. S.!" Kirsten giggled. Deirdre then held the phone to herself...."OK Mom, see you in the morning...yes we'll behave.... give Aunt Katie a hug & kiss for me...love you, bye!"

And with that, Deirdre & Kirsten re-commenced their kissing while Amy caressed their bottoms and gently stroked their horny little pre-pubescent flowers to climax. The three of them would spend the night snuggled up up each others arms, to dream their dreamy dreams. Tomorrow would be a brand new day, filled with adventures yet unseen and unknown.

To be continued...