DEPENDENCY

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 21 ]

The next afternoon, Angie stood at the door trembling with excitement. She had her maid’s uniform on and two Pepsi’s on the tray, waiting for April and Phoebe to come through the door. She didn’t know what April would have in mind, but yesterday had been more fun than she’d had in a long time.

She smiled as the door opened and April walked in. Right on her heels was Mark. Her jaw dropped as the boy from next door walked in, his eyes fixed right on her ample cleavage. She stood frozen as April took one glass and then Mark took the second glass from her tray. Then, as if in slow motion, she watched the book fall from April’s grasp. It banged on the floor and April just stared at her.

The book had done more than fall. The nudge that April gave it sent it tumbling a couple of feet behind Angie. She turned to look at it and then looked back at an unyielding April. Angie stepped to the book, her back to the two kids. Bending at the waist and keeping her knees straight, Angie picked up the book. She straightened up, her face red with embarrassment, and handed the book to April. A glance at Mark’s grin told her that he’d seen everything.

“Will there… be anything else… m’lady?” Angie forced the words out.

“Yes, Angie,” said April. “Turn around. Put your hands on the wall. Feet back and spread ‘em,” barked April just like she’d heard on cop shows.

Surprised at the abrupt tone of April’s voice, Angie turned and put her hands on the wall. Then she heard April say, “Check her for weapons, Mark.” Angie heard the two teens snicker and Mark’s glass clunk down on the table.

Mark’s hands came around her and groped at her tits. They went down her stomach and fiddled around with her dress for a moment before reaching under her dress to cop a feel of her bare ass and pussy. Then he slid his hands down her nylon covered legs.

“Jeez, she could still be hiding something under that dress,” she heard April say. There was a moment of hesitation and Angie just had a second to wonder what was going on. Then she felt a hand on her zipper. Ziiiip went her zipper and she felt cool air on her back. Mark tugged the garment down and Angie had to let go of the wall for a second to let the dress fall off her arms. It fell to her feet and Mark “frisked” her again.

Mark’s hands spun her around and she stood nude in front of the boy. The way April had made her dress, she was wearing only her garter belt, stockings, and heels. His eyes went up and down her body and then his hands did the same, only slower.

“OK, that’s enough,” said April. “Go away now.”

Mark shrugged and Angie was surprised at how easily he had ceased his fondling. She wouldn’t have been surprised if she knew what else was in store. She hadn’t seen the last of Mark today. Mark went out the front door and April led her mom up to the master bedroom.

“Jeez, mom,” said April. “Phoebe talked about you all day. She wouldn’t say it, but she wants to put her hands all over you. So, I’m going to tie you up just like she was yesterday.”

“Yes, m’lady,” said Angie.

“And don’t act like you don’t want this, too,” said April. “I saw you yesterday with her. If you’re good, and I know you will be, then I’ll make sure her pretty pink tongue goes right between your legs. If you’re not good, then you’ll just get fondled and left with no satisfaction. And, if you’re bad, then I’ll invite Mark back over.”

“Yes, m’lady.” She’d been so horny yesterday after the session with Phoebe that she’d played with herself a couple of times. Of course, she couldn’t bring herself to ask Frank for satisfaction. She got too much of his attention as it was. And playing with herself had been OK, but not enough. She wanted Phoebe and April made it sound so naughty the way she described it. She tingled all over.

A few minutes later, Angie was tied to the bed in six point restraint, just like Phoebe had been. The doorbell rang shortly after that to announce Phoebe’s arrival. April met her at the door. “So, no underwear for a week for you,” said April with a grin.

“Is she?” asked Phoebe breathlessly.

“Naked and tied, just like I said.”

“No way,” said Phoebe.

“Double or nothing?” teased April.

“No, let’s just go see,” said Phoebe. She was trying to be cool about the whole matter, but it was pretty obvious to April just how excited she was.

April led the way to the big bedroom and Phoebe immediately noticed the change of venue. This meant something special if they were going to the master bedroom. April opened the door and stepped aside. Phoebe stepped through the door, her eyes wide with excitement. “Wow, your mom…” she said, in wonder that April and her mom had this kind of relationship.

“Yeah, beautiful,” said April. “Just for you.” She was intentionally keeping up the ruse that Angie was doing this of her own free will. It played better to Phoebe’s vanity to think that the woman wanted her this much.

As much as she wanted to have her way with the woman, Phoebe stood rooted to the spot for a moment. She was used to being the one tied up and teased. Now she wasn’t sure how to proceed. April stepped in to help her make up her mind. “Take off your own clothes first,” she said. “Skin to skin is so much better.” She watched as Phoebe stripped off her clothes and walked up to the bed.

“Kneel between her legs,” said April. When she did, Phoebe could see what was next. She started to play the role of April as she reached out and ran her hands lightly over Angie’s spread thighs. She went through the motions, feeling her arousal build as she kissed and touched Angie’s legs.

Then as she moved higher, she couldn’t help herself any longer. Her little hands went to the full tits, cupping and squeezing them as the tingle built inside her. She sucked on the nipples as she had been allowed yesterday, but this time she could use her fingers to tease them to hardness as well. April just stood and watched as Phoebe played with the tits for several minutes. It was as if she wished she had something like that on her own chest.

April did her own voyeurism as Phoebe fondled Angie. She walked behind Phoebe, gazing at the slender, tight ass that stuck up in the air so inviting. Phoebe was totally oblivious to the view she was giving her girl friend. April resolved to tie Phoebe in some different positions in the future so she could enjoy the pretty girl’s ass as well as her front side. She wondered just how she could get Phoebe to take a spanking on that perfect ass and keep coming back for more.

As Phoebe leaned farther forward, April moved to the side to enjoy the view of Phoebe rubbing her chest against Angie’s tits. The 12-year-old squirmed on top of Angie, taking advantage of the skin to skin contact as April had suggested.

“Give her a kiss,” suggested April. “I know she wants one from you.”

Phoebe glanced at April with a grin. For a moment she looked like a kid in a candy store and every candy jar was open for her to sample. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to Angie’s, pushing her tongue inside the woman’s mouth.

Angie responded with enthusiasm. She’d thought about this for 24 hours. She now felt the frustration, anticipation, and growing need that came from being tied and at the mercy of the pretty girl. “Mmmmm,” moaned Angie through the kiss and then as Phoebe broke the kiss, “Please, beautiful, more.” Phoebe pressed back in for another sensual kiss.

Phoebe spent some time doing what she knew girls liked because she liked it. She kissed around Angie’s face, attending to her eyelids, her cheeks, her throat, and her lips. All the while, Angie’s moans of pleasure told her she was doing it right. Angie felt the pleasure of being pampered for the first time in many months. To Phoebe she wasn’t the submissive slut, but a grown woman giving attention and pleasure to a slip of a girl with the body more like a boy than a woman.

Then Phoebe seemed to tire of that activity and April knew she had to intercede again. “She’s so hot for you, beautiful,” she whispered. “Kiss her pussy. Make love to her. See if you can make her cum.” She intentionally made the last sentence sound like a challenge.

And the little girl took it just as it was intended. The subtle challenge made her feel like she had something to prove. She was in control of the moment (or so she thought), but she had to prove that she could make a grown woman cum. So, the lithe body slid down between Angie’s legs and Phoebe pressed her face to the damp pussy.

Angie held her breath as Phoebe paused for a split second. Then that little pink tongue that April had promised darted out and tasted her juices. Angie gasped at the erotic sight of the young girl daring to sample her. It came out again, pressing more insistently between her pussy lips. Then Phoebe took a broad swipe with her tongue up the entire length of the furry slit and April thought it was the most wonderful sight she could imagine. “Oooohhhhh, yessssss, booful, do me like that,” she moaned.

Phoebe repeated the huge swipe, watching with surprise as Angie looked like she was in heaven from the mere touch of her tongue. It was intoxicating to have the woman react so dramatically, so she repeated the motion several times before settling down to tease Angie’s clit.

There was something else that Phoebe was less experienced at than April. When April rode the girl’s face, she came quickly. When April attended to Phoebe, she teased her. Now April learn how to tease Phoebe tease her mother. She coached Phoebe to attack Angie’s clit with lips and tongue, nibbling it until… “Oooooh, yesssss,” slipped from Angie’s lips.

“Back off,” said April. When Phoebe didn’t, April grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back. “Stop, make her wait. Tease her. Watch her face. Listen. Make her want it.”

“I was almost there,” whined Angie. “Almost there.”

“And now you’re not,” said April. “Go ahead, Phoebe, do it some more.”

Under April’s guidance, Phoebe brought Angie close to the edge again and stopped. Then a third time and Phoebe saw the signs of Angie’s impending orgasm and stopped on her own. “That’s it,” said April. “Stop right as she’s about to cum… wait… now again, but this time, don’t stop for nothing. Go, beautiful, eat her fucking pussy ‘til she screams.”

Phoebe looked up over the heaving tits to the begging eyes and ran her tongue slowly up the furry slit again. Then, she attacked the pussy as she had before, licking and nibbling at Angie clit until Angie was screaming out her name over and over. Finally, Angie just lay panting, her whole body trembling, and those wonderful tits heaving up and down as her body calmed from the storm.

April walked around the bed and untied a knee, then the other, then two ankles, and two wrists. She stopped with the last rope still in her hands. “Your turn, beautiful,” she said. Phoebe lay down in the same position that Angie had just vacated and allowed herself to be tied. She lay there with her legs spread wide, waiting for the attention that she deserved.

Though she wanted to touch the soft skin of her girl friend, April had other plans for today. She let her mother kneel between the wide spread knees and start the gentle caress that Phoebe expected. For the next few minutes, the bound girl’s legs were the focus of Angie’s touches and kisses. With the ritual of her legs completed, Phoebe watched as Angie came up closer to suckle on her sensitive nipples.

“Oooo, you’re being so bad,” whispered April in Angie’s ear. “Doing this to the helpless little girl.”

Angie couldn’t deny m’lady anything, so it was hardly bad to obey. Yet, deep inside she could remember a time when this was naughty. She just kept sucking on the pert little nipples as April teased her. “Sooo bad,” said April again. Then she looked up at Phoebe and spoke louder, “Isn’t she, beautiful? Isn’t she a bad mommy for being so friendly with your tits?”

Phoebe didn’t respond, except to sigh with pleasure.

But, April wanted a response. Her whole plan required a response from them both. She pressed Phoebe, “I know you like it, beautiful, but isn’t she being bad? Isn’t this just so naughty? Tell her how bad she’s being to make you feel so good.”

“Mmmmm, yes,” agreed Phoebe dreamily. “She’s a bad girl. I’m a bad girl. We’re all bad girls. But it feels soooo good.”

“Uh uh,” disagreed April. “We’re not bad girls. We’re just having fun. She’s the bad one. Sucking on your tits like that. Big girls shouldn’t do that to little girls.”

“Yeah,” said Phoebe, “shouldn’t… do that. Feels good. Bad girl.”

“See, Angie,” said April. “You are a bad girl. You let her lick your naughty pussy and now you’re going to do the same to her, aren’t you.”

“Yessss,” said Angie. “Gonna make her happy. Gonna make her feel good.” Her eyes were on Phoebe’s face as she answered April.

“Tell me,” said April. “Tell me that you’re a bad girl.”

“Yesss,” said Angie, she turned to face April quickly and said, “I’m a bad girl, but I’m going to…”

“And what did I say would happen if you were a bad girl?” demanded April suddenly, cutting off Angie’s words. “You’re being a bad girl. What’s going to happen now?”

Even Phoebe looked surprised at the abrupt sharpness of April’s voice. She had been leading them along a sensual path of forbidden desire and now was suddenly accusatory. Angie looked at April for a second, trying to recall what had been said in the past. Then, she remembered. She said, “If I’m bad then… but, no, you wanted me to…” She looked at the bedroom door, but it stayed shut. She looked back at April. “He left. I saw him leave.”

“Who?” demanded Phoebe. She was in a particularly precarious position and the use of the male pronoun made her especially anxious. “Who left? What’s going on?”

April stepped to the door. She had, of course, left the front door unlocked. If things were going according to plan, then… she opened the door and there stood Mark just as she expected. “Perfect,” she said aloud, though Phoebe couldn’t see through the door from her angle.

Mark was naked, his cock hanging limp since he felt a bit foolish standing in the hallway waiting for an event he wasn’t sure would happen. Now that he could see Angie and the bottom half of a naked Phoebe, his cock started to rise. He saw the ropes and the spread of slender young legs as he peered around April. “Come in,” said April, stepping back and letting Mark enter.

“Oh, fuck,” said Angie.

“No, no way,” said Phoebe as she lay helplessly spread for the boy.

April walked to the distraught Phoebe as Mark ran his eyes up and down her young body. “Think of it as yet another worshipper,” she said to Phoebe. “He begged me to let him see your perfect body.”

Mark hadn’t begged, but he wasn’t about to disagree with April and lose this chance. He was in a room with two naked females and April had promised him “a whole lotta fun.”

“Damn, she is beautiful,” said Mark, just as April had coached him. “Perfect.” He walked closer so he was looming right over her. Angie was kneeling upright between Phoebe’s legs. Uncertain what to do, she was at least providing Mark with an unrestricted view of Phoebe’s and her body. “Those tits,” continued Mark. They were pretty small, but that’s not what April wanted him to say. “They’re so… so… wonderful. And her skin.” He ran the words through his brain, trying to remember if that was everything he was supposed to say. “Back up, Angie, let me see those legs. Oh man, those legs are … beautiful.”

Mark leaned over the bed and reached a hand out toward Phoebe’s inner thigh. “Don’t let him,” she squealed. “April, please, I don’t want… please, not a boy… not like this.”

April stroked Phoebe’s cheek softly. “How do you know if you haven’t tried it?”

“I just know,” said Phoebe. She looked at his swollen cock and saw the desire in his eyes. He wanted her.

“Oh, beautiful,” said April. “He’s fucked me. He’s fucked Angie. It’s pretty fucking good.”

“He’s f-fucked you?” said the surprised Phoebe.

“So, I wanted to share with you, beautiful,” said April.

“No,” repeated Phoebe. “I don’t…”

“Well, he’s not here for you anyway,” said April. “I told mommy that if she was bad I’d invited Mark over and he could fuck her. She likes cock, but she doesn’t much like doing a boy like Mark. She prefers men’s cocks. He’s here because she was bad and you’re the one that said she was bad.”

“I didn’t,” said Phoebe. “You said it first.”

“But everyone agreed that she was bad,” countered April. “So… now, Mark you stand here,” she said, positioning Mark so he was standing beside the bed sideways near Phoebe’s head. “Angie, you kneel here and show Phoebe what else you can do with your mouth.”

Angie knelt as commanded and then leaned forward. “Ooops,” interjected April. “Almost forgot this.” She slid Mark’s cock ring down his cock and nestled it right at the base. “Borrowed it from Ms. Kathy,” she said with a wink to Mark. With the ring firmly in place, Angie slid her lips around the cock and let the entire length into her mouth and down her throat.

April was able to look across the action in the foreground between the two bodies to see Phoebe’s wide eyes in the background between thrusts. In went the cock and back out. Phoebe peeked through and then in went the cock and back out. April smiled at the look on Phoebe’s face. It was like watching her in a strobe light as she got the occasional glance at the preteen’s face. Mouth agape and eyes wide. Then mouth closed and eyes wide. Tongue out. Tongue in. Eyes wide. Eyes closed. Surprise. Astonishment. Disgust. Curiosity. Phoebe’s face kept changing to show her innermost feelings.

Then April walked around the bed, putting Phoebe between her and the action. It put her closer to Phoebe’s ear and she leaned in to whisper. “Bet you always wanted to see a naked boy. Now you have one. Bet you wondered what a blow job was all about. Well, mom gives the best ones around. You know what makes a boy hard? It wasn’t me. It was you. He’s all hard because of you, beautiful.”

She could tell that Phoebe’s eyes were locked on the action of Angie’s mouth on Mark’s cock. “Take a look at his ass,” said April, directing Phoebe’s attention elsewhere. “Nice tight ass. I like a boy’s ass. How about you? Check out his chest. Firm. Strong. Mmm, wouldn’t you love to run your hands over that?”

Phoebe cast a nervous glance at April and April knew she’d hit a nerve with that last suggestion.

“I’ll bet you’d love to run your hands all over his body. No matter what you say, you want to feel that cock in your hands. You just have to know what it feels like. You know he’ll do it for you. He’ll let you feel it all you want. He’ll touch it to your cheek. He’ll lay it between your tits. He’ll put it in your mouth. Mmmm, yeah, I’ve sucked it before. Yummy. He’ll even put in your tight little pussy.”

Phoebe looked again at April, “No, not that.”

“Hmmm,” observed April. “Not like you could stop him…”

“He’s here because she was bad,” Phoebe reminded her. “Make him do her, not me.”

“I think you’re a bad little girl, too,” said April. “You like doing naughty stuff with me and my mom. I think you like being tied up, tickled, sucked, and licked all over like bad girls do. And I think you only like it because I showed you how it’s done. Now, I think I’m going to show you how good a cock feels inside you.”

“Are you?” said Phoebe. She looked down at her helpless pussy and felt a tingle.

“Yes, I am,” said April. “All the way inside you. Deep inside where a girl likes to feel a cock.”

“Will it hurt?”

“A little at first,” said April. “Then wow… it feels great.” She paused. “No, maybe I shouldn’t. I don’t want… I mean,” she watched Phoebe’s face carefully, noting the sudden concern. “What if… you end up liking boys and you don’t like me anymore.”

“I wouldn’t,” argued Phoebe. “I mean, wouldn’t stop liking you, loving you, honey.”

April had to close her eyes as the sudden rush swept over her. She was about to orchestrate the rape of her girl friend and her girl friend was professing her love for her. The rush was so intense, she trembled as she struggled to control it. As a sudden inspiration swept over the little dominatrix, she slipped her restrictive shorts off and put a finger into her pussy. Seconds later she came in a quick, quiet orgasm. “Look at me, beautiful, you just made me cum by saying you love me.”

“Oh, honey, I do,” said Phoebe, feeling a rush of emotion.

April leaned over the bound figure and kissed her deeply. “Then show me,” she said. “Show me you love me. I want you to enjoy him as much as I do. Fuck him good for me.”

“If you want, honey,” said Phoebe.

“Enough of the blowjob, Angie,” said April. “Mark, kneel between her legs.”

The boy knelt as instructed, eager to put his cock into that tight hole. But April wanted to give Phoebe the whole experience. She wanted the blond ready to cum. So Mark caressed her legs, sucked on her toes, kissed her legs, sucked her tits, and kissed her deeply. From what he’d heard about the little lesbian from rumors and directly from April, he was surprised at the intensity of her response to a boy’s hands.

Then the tickling began. He enjoyed the chance to run his fingers lightly over her soft skin. The peals of laughter were music to April’s ears and an aphrodisiac for Phoebe, but were wasted on the boy. He got his thrill from the touch of her skin. In between tickling sessions, he fondled her small tits, teased her pussy, and fondled her firm ass. Just before he started the last tickling session, April allowed him to remove his cock ring. Now his cock stood hard and ready for the last run. Phoebe’s laughter and pleas for mercy rang through the room. And April had one eye on that juicy preteen pussy.

“Now,” said April. As Mark moved to put his cock inside the wide open cunt, she added, “Slowly. It’s her first time.”

He poked it between her pussy lips, finding the tunnel that led deep inside her. First he slid just the tip in. Phoebe squirmed as the cock filled her for the very first time. Two inches slid in. “Aaaaa,” she moaned in pain. Mark slid in and out a few times. This wasn’t the first or the tightest virgin pussy he’d ever been in, so he knew how slow he had to take it. When Phoebe was relaxed again, he penetrated deeper. She tensed again as she stretched beyond anything she’d ever done before.

When she relaxed one more time, Mark slid in to the hilt. She gasped, but it was more in surprise than anything. Her eyes were on her own pussy. “He’s all the way in,” she exclaimed. With that announcement, Mark set up a steady rhythm of fucking.

The expert in Phoebe’s arousal, April said, “Faster. Come on, she’s close. Make her cum.” She looked fiercely at Mark. “Make her feel good. Make her cum. You can cum in mom later.” So, Mark started pounding just as hard as he could.

Seconds later, Phoebe felt the tingle explode in her body. “Oh, oh, oh, yeah,” she screamed as Mark’s cock slid deep inside her. His hands, the unwelcome hands of a boy, felt wonderful on her tits as she came for him.

As soon as Phoebe’s orgasm passed, April said, “Get out now. Angie, suck him off.” Mark slid off the little girl and stood again by the bed. Angie took him in her mouth and tasted the girl’s juices on his cock. Exhausted and sated as she was, Phoebe still watched the blow job with unabashed curiosity and saw the strained look on Mark’s face as he shot his load in Angie’s mouth.

With Angie, Mark, and Phoebe all satisfied with an orgasm, April ordered Angie and Mark out of the room. She stripped off the rest of her clothes and snuggled up with Phoebe. “So how was it?” she pressed the bound girl.

“It was OK,” said Phoebe. “I mean, yeah, I came, but honey, I did it for you. I did it ‘cause you watching made me so hot.” She looked at her lover and said, “I’m not going to leave you for a boy, honey.”

But, April did notice that Phoebe didn’t rule out Mark’s presence on future occasions. She’d had a quick orgasm earlier, a power rush that had driven her over the edge. Now she wanted a good, long one. “Do me now, beautiful?” April ‘asked permission’ for her orgasm.

Phoebe just wagged her tongue at her mistress. Phoebe did so love to be in control that she’d probably never figure out she wasn’t.