Little Author, Part 3

by Sweet Dreams

Jennifer was pretty proud of herself; she had thought of everything she might need for her personal after-class lesson with young Sally. She had brought a beach towel to sit on so their bare butts wouldn't be on the grass, as well as some water in case they got thirsty. She brought a change of underwear for the both of them, thought she hoped they wouldn't need it. She made sure to masturbate during recess and before leaving school, so her eagerness wouldn't get the better of her at a crucial moment.

In her head, she practiced the encounter many times, thinking of her new flame's possible reactions. At worse, she thought, she would have to convince her not to tell anyone; but the way Sally reacted, it's likely she wanted to try it badly and wouldn't complain too much even if she didn't really like it. Time would tell, of course, but at least Jen went with some confidence.

She walked quickly to the spot where she had met the girl the day before, greeting the younger girl with a smile and a hug; as planned, the girl was quite eager to return the gesture. Jennifer made sure no one was around and let her hands slip into the young girl's panties, rubbing her butt lovingly, before planting a kiss on the girl's forehead; the full kiss would have to wait.

Again, Jennifer lead the inexperienced girl to her secret spot, where no one would see them naked or hear them moan. She lay the blanket on the ground and sat on it, as close as possible to her friend. She kissed her on the cheek before talking for the first time.

"OK, to play this game, we have to be naked, so let's remove our clothes."

The girl made a shocked face, which Jennifer had expected.

"I don't want to be naked!" she said, "And what if people see us?"

"It's alright if you're shy, that's normal, but we have to be naked to play it, and don't worry, no one ever comes here. I've played the game by myself a ton of times here and no one ever saw me. Before you, that is."

"Don't worry," she added, "I'll remove my clothes first so it's easier for you, OK?"

Sally nodded meekly, blushing half from the idea of being naked and half from wanting to see Jen naked for reasons she couldn't explain to herself.

Jennifer removed her shoes and tossed them away, then smiled to her young girlfriend.

"Do you want to help me get naked?" she whispered. "I would really like it if you touched me. It feels good to be touched by cute girls."

The compliment had the predicted effect and Sally again nodded shyly. Jennifer lead the girl's hand to her waist, taking them a bit further than they needed to be to remove her shirt so she could get Sally as close to her as possible. With an encouraging smile from her new friend, Sally pulled the shirt over her girlfriend's head, blushing even further as she noticed the small breast of the late-blooming teenage girl. Captivated by the sight, she sat there, motionless, with the soft, crumpled fabric of Jennifer's shirt on her lap, unable to take her sight away, for reasons she could hardly understand, but which she guessed were linked to the game they were about to play.

Jennifer took one of Sally's hands and, smiling, guided it to her waist. Gently, she encouraged the girl to caress her skin, shivering in pleasure at the soft touch of her friend's small fingers. Taking her hand away, she let the younger girl explore her more mature curves, silently lamenting the fact she couldn't yet take her shorts off to let the girl touch her below the waist. Nervously, the younger girl took her hand higher, orbiting the inviting breast; with a smile from her girlfriend, she let her fingers reach to the older girl's protruding nipple.

Jennifer shivered in pleasure at the arousing touch of a young girl's hand on her sensitive breast; the shiver was short-lived, however, as a quiet shriek from Sally accompanied her hand retreating from the enticing touch, its owner fearing that she had hurt the girl.

Jennifer got closer to the young girl, whispering "It's OK, honey. That felt good."

Seeing the older girl's reassuring smile, Sally put her finger back on Jennifer's nipple, soon joined my her other hand as both of them grasped the small breasts, extracting a quiet moan from the teenage girl; the pleased look on Jennifer's face as she closed her eyes in delight encouraged the young girl to keep playing with the soft breasts for several minutes before she let her arms down again. With a satisfied sigh, Jennifer opened her eyes and hugged the younger girl, before whispering "Do you want to take off my panties?"

Scared, young Sally didn't answer at first; but the prospect was too tempting and she let the older girl guide her hands to the slim, naked waist, where they slid downward to slowly relieve the teen-aged girl of her lower garment, the pants and panties being removed in one swift move, exposing the girl's slightly-hairy pussy, which was already starting to wet due to her young pupil's delicate caresses. With some more encouragement, young Sally let her hands ride the older girl's legs, marveling at the combined softness and relative firmness of her toned legs.

Jennifer turned around and lay on her belly, startling Sally slightly; seeing the exposed and quite inviting bottom of the girl calling herself her girlfriend, however, she couldn't help but touch it. With natural ease, she let her hands navigate the girl's soft bottom and legs, reveling in her quiet moans of satisfaction. Before long, however, she was conscious of a new feeling...

"Jenny, I feel odd... it's between my legs."

Smiling, Jennifer answered "Well Sally, that means you're ready now."

Jen got up to hug the younger girl once more, knowing she enjoyed it greatly; she then proceeded to undress her, slowly and sensually, letting her eager hands plot the sensitive spots of a precocious girl's body. Sally didn't complain, simply letting out a few moans, which Jen reassured her no one could possibly hear. When she was done casting the girl's clothing aside, she encouraged the girl close to her, inviting Sally to rest her head against her budding bosoms, which the young girl seemed to enjoy greatly.

"Don't worry," Jennifer whispered to her lover, "I'm going to take good care of you." With practiced gentleness, she continued "Just stay close to me."

The young Sally was more than eager to acquiesce. These new feelings, which the older girl had awakened, were quite confusing; but her friend seemed to know what to do, and it felt so good to let her caress her all over that she really didn't want anything but to stay close to her and let her do whatever she wanted.

When her girlfriend was comfortable enough, Jennifer let one hand slip down between the girl's legs, the other hand holding the girl close while tenderly pinching her ever-sensitive nipples. She slightly pushed away one of the girl's legs, allowing her access to her already wetting pussy, the dream of her life for the twenty-four hours since she encountered this girl, and achieving the life goal of being able to pleasure a younger girl.

Slowly, she let her finger trace the contour of Sally's premature opening, more of a young girl's slit than a mature teenager's vagina. Sighing, the younger girl cuddled closer to her friend, closing her eyes and letting a few quiet moans, reminding more of a kitten's purrs than a woman's delighted voice. Taking her time, Jennifer brought Sally's excitement ever higher; her breathing was getting faster, and she was no longer resting against her older girlfriend, but rather hugging her tight as best she could while her arousal was taking over her instincts.

Slowly, the dextrous fingers made their way toward the small opening, no longer teasing it but caressing it fully; she ran her fingers up and down the tiny slit while her thumb was stimulating the premature clitoris as best as she could. In her arms, her small tit still being teased and pinched by Jen, the girl was getting more and more agitated.

Believing the girl to be ready, Jennifer parted her small opening; Sally jumped a bit, but otherwise didn't complain. Slowly, she worked a finger inside the younger girl, carefully pushing deeper, counting the strokes as her fingers were getting wetter and more eager. She carefully let the girl get used to the new feeling before pushing too deep, monitoring her moans, wriggling and breathing.

Eventually, her patience was rewarded by her entire finger pushing inside the girl, who seemed to be in another world. She started to masturbate the girl proper, deciding that pushing two fingers in at this point would be too much. Her digit went out of the girl almost entirely before being pushed forward again, and she repeated the motion several times, trying to keep her thumb on the girl's sensitive clitoris so she would stay aroused enough to enjoy the penetrating finger fully.

The girl's voice was getting louder and louder, her once quiet moans gradually increasing to half screams, her breath following the rhythm of the intruding finger as if it was pushing her entire body. Soon, her tender, cuddling position was turned into a fully extent one, her body spread in every direction while her little hands were grasping at their restful towel, her toes hesitating between curled and fully extended, both position pleasing the stroking girl greatly.

Eventually, the girl's ruckus turned into a halfheartedly quieted shriek, and Jennifer finally felt the extra moisture on her fingers, a clear sign that she had pleased the girl to her little heart's content. She slowly retrieved her invading finger from Sally's most personal area and guided her hand to the little angel's waist, holding her tight as her body gradually went back to a full cuddling, acting once again more like a little baby in her mother's arms, a thought that served to further increase the already impressive smile on Jennifer's face.

The teen-aged lover started to gently rock the girl left and right, soothing her from what was likely the most intense experience of her still short life. Little by little, the younger girl's breathing calmed down, and Jennifer thought that she might have fallen asleep in her arms; but the angel finally moved again, if only to cuddle closer to her.

Jennifer moved her hand up to the girl's face, thinking of all the words she could use to describe it; she alternated between caressing her reddened cheeks and stroking her soft, perfect hair, which her little lover seemed to enjoy immensely. Finally, when she had regained enough energy to move on her own, the younger girl parted from her girlfriend with a sigh and sat in front of her. Without losing a moment, the teenager kissed the preteen girl, this time meeting Sally's soft lips and feeling them returning the gesture enthusiastically.

Their kisses eventually parted and the girls looked each other in the eyes, which brought them both to uncontrollable fits of giggling. Jennifer eventually leaned forward to hug the younger girl, and she whispered in her ear, "I love you, little angel."

"I love you too!" answered Sally with a little too much enthusiasm.

"If you want, you can come to my house tomorrow after school. I'll show you some of the things I wrote about girls."

"I'd really like that," answered the younger girl with a smile.