DEPENDENCY

BY KENNA

[ part 17 ]

April had given some thought to what her mom had said about keeping Frank happy. He’d mentioned her and a girlfriend dancing naked for him. Her mom said maybe just on camera. That Monday, she started to renew her friendship with Phoebe. The two girls had been in school together since first grade. Some years they were in the same class, and some years not. This year they had both math and science together.

Phoebe was one of the youngest 7th graders. Her birthday was in the summer, so she was still 12-years-old. She was also one of the prettiest girls in school, with long blond hair and pretty blue eyes. She was a cheerleader and very popular. Yet, her popularity was waning amid rumors that she was a lesbian. Phoebe was confused about what she wanted, but ever since her 16-year-old cousin had tried to molest her last summer, she’d been disgusted by boys. She went to a couple of the school dances and danced some, but when a slow dance started, she hid. There was no way she wanted a boy rubbing against her. That gave her and her friends the idea that she was a lesbian. She just wasn’t sure if that was true or not.

So, when April sat down next to Phoebe at lunch, the pretty blond was surprised. A couple of other girls joined them, but it was clear that Phoebe’s former set of friends were keeping their distance. April was lavish with her complements of the younger girl and told her that she missed her as a friend. They’d been close back in the 5th grade, but hadn’t shared any classes last year.

A couple of more days went by with April getting closer to Phoebe and on Wednesday, she invited Phoebe to her house. April went straight home and set up the video camera on her shelf so that it was taking pictures of her bed. Phoebe came over a few minutes later after checking in at home and telling her mom she was going to April’s house.

Frank was at work, so it was safe to have a friend in the house without fear of embarrassment. Her mom would leave them alone in her room. Now that she had Phoebe alone, April was nervous. She’d heard the rumors about Phoebe, but now at the moment of truth, she worried that the rumors might not be true.

The two talked for a bit, with April looking for the right moment to start something. She’d thought about it some, but didn’t quite know how to approach another girl. The moment came when they were talking about boys and kissing. April asked if Phoebe if she’d ever kissed anyone. Phoebe, who was sitting on the bed, rolled onto her back and stretched. She was avoiding the subject, trying to figure out a response that was honest, but not incriminating. Her shirt rode up, baring her stomach, as she stretched and April stared at the bare skin. She lay down next to Phoebe just as the other girl finally answered, “Boys are just so… annoying.”

April reached out with her hand and tentatively rested it on Phoebe’s tummy, rubbing in small circles. Phoebe froze as April touched her. Emboldened by Phoebe’s inaction, April continued to rub in growing ovals that covered the girl’s flat, exposed tummy.

After about 10 seconds of that, Phoebe said, her voice barely a whisper, “What are you doing, April?”

April just kept rubbing and said, “What do you think I’m doing?”

“Getting pretty friendly,” said Phoebe, noncommittally. She didn’t want to encourage or discourage her friend. It felt good and she didn’t try to resist the temptation to let April’s soft hands explore.

April kept rubbing, the circles getting bigger. She was slowly pushing Phoebe’s T-shirt a little higher. As April was trying to work up the nerve to say what she wanted to say, Phoebe shifted her position. In a quick motion, she used her hands to tuck her shirt tail up and then let them fall at her sides again. With that motion she exposed her entire stomach from the top of her jeans to just below her tiny breasts. It was both invitation and a setting of limits.

Thus encouraged, April’s circles grew larger and soon she was stroking up and down the 12-year-old’s firm tummy and sides. “I was thinking about getting more friendly,” said April. “You want to?”

“Want to what?” asked Phoebe. She did want to do more, but she didn’t want to lead.

“Get more friendly,” said April. “You could rub me,” she suggested, lying back and pulling up her shirt.

Phoebe looked at the milky skin of her friend and ran her hand lightly over it. It was warm, soft, smooth, and sensuous. It felt pretty good. A tingle started in her tummy as she stroked April’s bare skin.

April’s shirt buttoned up the front, so she undid a couple buttons to let it ride higher. Then she undid a couple more. Looking intently at Phoebe, she undid the last one and let her shirt fall open a couple of inches. Her tits were still hidden, but there was a clear line of bare skin from her throat to her navel. When she looked at Phoebe, she saw the young girl was staring at that space between her tits. April took Phoebe’s hand and ran it up between her tits to her throat and back down, giving Phoebe a cautious invitation.

“You won’t tell anyone, will you?” whispered Phoebe.

“Of course not,” said April. As she shifted to her side, the motion exposed her lower tit. Phoebe’s eyes were drawn to the exposed breast. She looked at it for a second and then at April’s face, as if asking permission. But Phoebe’s hand went to the hidden breast, cupping that one inside April’s shirt as her eyes feasted on the exposed one.

“It’s beautiful,” said Phoebe, still whispering as if someone might here and learn her secret.

The two girls lay in that position for a couple of minutes. Phoebe enjoyed the feel of the other girl’s tit in her hand and the closeness of their friendship.

“When I asked about kissing…” said April. “… who said I was talking about boys?”

“Holy cow,” said Phoebe. “You mean us?”

“Now that’s getting very friendly,” said April. The two were lying on their sides, Phoebe’s hand on April’s tit. Now April pushed Phoebe back until she was leaning over the younger girl. She leaned in and kissed Phoebe on the lips, pushing her tongue into Phoebe’s mouth.

“Ooooohhhhh,” sighed Phoebe as she let the more experienced girl teach her what a real kiss was like. She tensed slightly as April’s hand rested on her bare tummy again and then slid higher. April found Phoebe’s swollen nipples and caressed them under her shirt as she kissed her. After a few more kisses, she eased Phoebe’s shirt a little higher, exposing her nipples. The 12-year-old had just the barest beginning of breasts, little more than cones. But, it felt wonderful to have April’s hands on them.

April took a moment to shed her shirt entirely and watched as Phoebe did the same. The two girls toyed with each other’s nipples, until they were hard little peaks. Then April bent to lick and suck Phoebe’s. She could get the slender girl’s entire tit in her mouth.

The girls took turns with each other’s tits, licking and sucking. They paused to kiss, using their hands to caress each other while their lips were busy elsewhere. “This is so cool,” said Phoebe. She’d been afraid it would be gross, but this was better than she’d imagined.

“Watch this,” said April, getting up off the bed. She peeled off her jeans and then pulled down her panties. Nude, she posed for Phoebe.

“Oh, I don’t know…” said Phoebe, not sure she wanted to go beyond the kissing and fondling they’d been doing. Yet, she felt the tingle growing just from staring at the slit between April’s legs. The light triangle of downy fur didn’t hide the plump pussy lips. April swayed her hips, turning in a full circle to make sure Phoebe saw every inch of her.

“Come on, Phoebe,” urged April. “It’s just us. This feels great.”

Phoebe gave a little giggle. This was the last thing she’d expected when she came over to April’s house, but she was having fun. The 12-year-old got up and started to slip off her jeans, but April stopped her.

“No, no, wait a second,” interrupted April. She plopped herself back down on the bed. “Your turn, beautiful,” she said pointing at the foot of the bed where she’d just stood to strip. That gave the camera the best view.

With another giggle, Phoebe moved to the end of the bed and peeled off her tight jeans to reveal slender white legs. She pulled down her panties and posed, “Ta da,” she announced.

“Turn around,” said April, spinning her finger in the air.

Phoebe grinned as she did a complete circle, showing off for April and unwittingly for the camera as well. Every inch of the body was now recorded for the future.

When Phoebe rejoined her on the bed, April took the lead, kissing her way down the little girl’s body until she ran her tongue up between Phoebe’s bare pussy lips. Phoebe gasped at the touch of her friend’s tongue on her private areas. She scarcely knew anything about her body, while the experienced April knew just what to do. She teased Phoebe’s hard little button with her tongue, lips, and teeth until the tingle filled the young girl.

“What’s going on?” asked Phoebe, her breath coming in ragged gasps. It felt wonderful, but it was scary, too. She’d never felt anything like it. Her hands clutched at April’s head, ready to tear her friend away if something happened. Yet, she was unable to tear April away because it felt too good. She wanted April to keep going. Suddenly the tingle exploded and her whole body tensed. She fought with herself, feeling too good to stop, yet scared of her body’s reaction. As April stopped, Phoebe lay panting from the thrill of her first ever orgasm.

April looked up at Phoebe’s smiling face and said, “There’s more where that came from, beautiful.”

It took Phoebe a couple of minutes before she wasn’t panting anymore. She stared at April in awe. “That was amazing,” she said. “How did you know what to do?”

“I read about it,” lied April.

“Wow, can I do that to you, too?”

April lay back and spread her legs. “I hope so.” Though she wasn’t as good as April at licking pussy, Phoebe followed April’s guidance and soon got the older girl off.

Suddenly self-conscious, Phoebe said, “I should go.”

“Tomorrow?”

“Sure.”

“One more thing before you go, beautiful?”

“What?” Phoebe was already holding her panties, about to put them on.

“I don’t think I can go a whole day without looking at you,” said April. “Just for a minute, will you dance naked for me? You know, do a sexy kind of dance?”

“Right here?’

“On the bed,” pointed April. “Get on the bed and dance like it was a stage.”

Phoebe giggled as she climbed up on the bed. She loved that fact that April called her beautiful. How could she resist her new friend, she thought, as she waved her hips sexy and cupped her little tits. She turned around and wiggled her ass at April. She blew kisses to April. It was a game to the innocent 12-year-old. The whole time April made sure she wasn’t blocking the camera’s view as Phoebe danced.

April watched the tape after Phoebe left and then put it away for safe keeping. By the time Frank came home, everything was back to normal – at least Frank’s version of normal. Angie and April met him at the door wearing nothing but black bras, panties, and stockings. April handed him a drink while he kissed them both and patted their asses. It had been a long day at work and luckily for them, he wasn’t in the mood for sex.

Thursday was a repeat for April and Phoebe. It was on Friday that April jokingly suggested that Phoebe dance on camera. “Nobody but me will see it,” promised April. “I don’t know if I can go the whole weekend without seeing you naked, beautiful.”

Those turned out to be the best pictures, with Phoebe dancing for 15 minutes right up close to the camera. Phoebe just loved the attention of her new lover.

April wasn’t sure where she was going with Phoebe, but she was enjoying the control she had over her friend. Just a few compliments and Phoebe was willing to do just about anything for her. It wasn’t quite the same control as Frank had over her mom, but she was working her way up to that. It made her excited, in that sexual tingly way, to get Phoebe to perform. And all the time she was capturing it on tape, just in case.