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Subject: {ASSM} The Miller Chronicles: Sophie's Boyfriend and Ellie's Girlfriend (part 1) (this part mainly g/g, cons)
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* THE MILLER CHRONICLES: Sophie's Boyfriend and Ellie's Girlfriend pt 1 *
* by Raymond                                                            *
* COMPLETE STORY CODES: g/g rom, M/g first, g/f inc, cons, oral         *
*                                                                       *
**************************** AUTHOR'S NOTE ******************************
*                                                                       *
* This story is fiction.  Yes, that's right - Fiction.  All the         *
* characters have been made up, and what follows did not actually       *
* happen.  The names are not real, and any correlations between this    *
* story and real live events are pure coincidences.                     *
*                                                                       *
* This story contains descriptions of two girls having sex with each    * 
* other.  It forms part of 'The Miller Chronicles', and while this      *
* story can be read on its own, you may wish to read the introduction   *
* to get some insight into the characters involved.                     * 
*                                                                       *
* If you are under 18 or your reading of this ficticious story is       * 
* illegal in your country or jurisduction, or you will feel that you    *
* will be disturbed by reading this story, then please stop now.        *
* Otherwise, I hope you enjoy it, and I urge you to give me your        *
* feedback, either by email or through ASSD.  Thank you.                *
***************************************************** R A Y M O N D *****
  
The nine-year-old sat on her bed, sitting on her long jet-black hair, 
naked to her naturally brown skin except a pair of shorts that stopped 
half way between her knees and her bum.  Her thirteen-year-old sister 
stood in the doorway, equally dressed, her once pale skin now tanned to a 
few shades lighter than her sister's, her chestnut brown hair cropped to 
just below her shoulders.  Despite the age difference, there was little 
height difference between the two girls.  The elder one was more womanly 
to the other so to speak; breasts that comfortably filled a B cup on the 
rare occasions she wore a bra, her hips beginning to take shape.  The 
younger still had the appearance of a child, her nipples slowly beginning 
to realise what they are to become and standing out ever so slightly on 
the otherwise flat chest.  The elder girl looked into her sister's 
sickenly tidy room, had a quick look around.  Even the just discarded 
school uniform was neatly put on the chest of drawers.  Not being able to 
see what she was looking for, she decided to ask.
  
'You haven't got my black shirt have you?' she said.
  
Ellie shook her head.  'Sorry Soph,' she said, 'I put it in the wash this 
morning, and Dad's just put it in the machine.  What do you want it for 
anyway?'
  
'Well, I'm going out with Daniel tonight and I wanted to wear it.  He 
says I look good in black,' Sophie replied.
  
'Sounds like an emo to me,' Ellie replied.  'I don't know what you see in 
boys anyway.'
  
Sophie smirked.  They had had this conversation many times before, and 
she had long since worked out that Ellie would often rib her about her 
boyfriends.  Ellie's argument would normally be that no boy could come 
near to their Dad when it came to sex, and as generally speaking he would 
never let her pleasure him the way he could pleasure her - perhaps 'let' 
is the wrong word; it was mostly down to the physical differences between 
male and female - she would rather have a girl with whom, together, they 
could pleasure each other equally.  Sophie's retort would be that there 
was more to a relationship than just having sex, and that while Ellie was 
right that no boy could come close to their father, that stopped at the 
sex, and that she could get much closer to a boy with whom they could be 
intimate.  It was a conversation neither would win.  So Sophie smirked 
and left her sister's bedroom.
  
Going into the bathroom, she checked the laundry basket, which was indeed 
empty.  Realising that she hadn't told her sister off yet, before going 
downstairs without waiting for an answer, she called through Ellie's 
bedroom door: 'and stop wearing my clothes!'
  
Sophie wandered through to the kitchen where her Dad was waiting.
  
'Hey sweetheart,' he said to her, then noticing the determined look on 
her face said, 'You appear to be looking for something; anything I can 
help with?'
  
'I was hoping to wear my black shirt tonight as I'm going out with Dan, 
but Ellie said she put it in the wash.  D'you reckon if I hang it up as 
soon as the load's finished it'll be ready?'
  
'Sorry Soph,' Pete said.  'The washing machine broke half way through the 
cycle again.  Everything in it's soaking wet in soapy water.  Jack will 
be round tomorrow to fix it, but I'm afraid your shirt's in there.'
  
'That's fucking fantastic,' Sophie said.
  
'Hey - watch your language young lady,' Pete said sternly.  'Besides, I'm 
sure there's something else you can wear.  I don't think there was 
anything of yours in that load except that shirt - you must have 
something else that'll be fine.  If worse comes to the worse, steal one 
of Ellie's shirts.'
  
Sophie sighed.  'I'm not wearing her stuff - it's all pink and girlie,' 
she said and went back upstairs to the attic room, and the bombsite she 
called a bedroom.  Pete smiled and shook his head at the irony of his 
straight daughter critising the femininity of her lesbian sister.
  
* * * * *
  
At around five o'clock, the doorbell rang and Ellie, by now wearing a 
pale green T-shirt and a pair of jeans that had been cut off at the 
knees, her hair now tied back in such a way that it only fell half way 
down her back, answered it.  Behind it stood Rachel, a girl in her class 
at school, still in her school uniform and carrying an overnight bag, her 
mum stood behind her.  Pete came over to the door, and while the two 
nine-year-olds ran off inside, the two adults spoke.
  
'Thanks for looking after Rachel for me,'
  
'It's no problem Tina,' Pete said.  'She and Ellie get on - well, I was 
going to say like sisters, but judging how well Ellie and Sophie have 
been getting on recently I'm not sure that's right,' he laughed.  Tina 
laughed too.
  
'Well, all of Rachel's stuff until Sunday is in her bag, and she assures 
me that all her school stuff is already there.  I'll just hope they'll 
get some sleep tonight with school in the morning.'
  
'I'll make sure they're in bed by 9 at the latest,' Pete said.  He had a 
fairly certain idea that they would be in bed before that, and what they 
would be doing, but didn't think it best to tell Tina that their nine-
year-old daughters were active lovers.
  
'OK, well, thanks Pete,' she said.  'I hope she won't be much trouble,'
  
'Honestly - it's no problem at all.  I hope you have a good time at your 
sister's hen night, and I'll see you on Sunday.'
  
The two girls headed straight upstairs.  They kissed each other lightly 
once they were in Ellie's bedroom, and as soon as they heard Rachel's 
mum's car leave, they started kissing further, their tongues exploring 
each other's mouths.  A knock at the door brought their kiss to an abrubt 
halt, and Pete's voice came through the closed door.
  
'Make sure you take your school uniform off before doing anything 
Rachel,' he said.  'You don't want to get it messed for tomorrow, do 
you?'
  
'OK Mr Miller,' Rachel said, and they heard him walk back downstairs.  
'Your dad is so cool,' Rachel told Ellie.  'I mean, I reckon most dads 
would freak if they knew that their little girl was having sex with 
another girl,'
  
Ellie laughed.  'Yeah well, Dad isn't like most dads,' she said watching 
Rachel take her blue and white chequered schooldress off over her head.  
Underneath, she wore no underwear - she had taken it off without her 
mother noticing before they came over - so was wearing just her shoes and 
socks when Ellie started to disrobe.  Soon, the two girls were both 
naked.  Ellie sat on the end of her bed with her legs together, and 
brushed a stray bit of hair behind her ear.  Rachel straddled her legs 
either side of Ellie's so their two hairless pussies were touching.  Both 
girls rubbed themselves together, while Rachel put her mouth towards one 
of Ellie's nipples and started to suck the already erect nub.  Lost in 
the pleasure she was gaining, Ellie lost her balance and fell back onto 
her back, Rachel falling on top of her, still manipulating the nipple 
with her tongue and lips, gently toying with it with her teeth.  Ellie 
pushed her hand between their pussies, managing with a practised hand to 
push one finger into her own body, another into Rachel's.  Rachel 
switched nipples.  Once both of Ellie's nipples were erect to, so it 
seemed, the point of falling off, Rachel slid down the bed so she knelt 
on the floor, her mouth in line with Ellie's moist cunt, and the two sets 
of lips met.  Ellie started to caress her own flat breasts while Rachel 
explored the girl's vagina with her tongue, using her hands to lightly 
pull apart the labia so she could put her tongue as far in as it would 
go.
  
Having done this many times before, Rachel could tell that her girlfriend 
was approaching orgasm, so sought out Ellie's clitoris and started to get 
her tongue to play with that, lightly nibbling it as Ellie became closer 
to her climax.  With what seemed to be a loud cry, Ellie's body tensed 
slightly before becoming very relaxed and started to pour a moist, 
slightly syrup-like texture liquid into Rachel's mouth.  Rachel pulled 
away from Ellie, and stood up.  Ellie shifted her legs round so she lay 
properly on her bed, and Rachel lay down beside her.  The two girls 
turned so they were facing each other, Rachel putting her  leg over 
Ellie's leg, and her arm over her chest.  The girls snuggled together.
  
'Love you Rach,' Ellie said.
  
'Love you too Ells,' Rachel replied, and the girls put their mouths 
together and started to kiss.
  
* * * * *
Pete heard Ellie's cry as she reached her orgasm, and shook his head with 
a smile on his face.  Perhaps, he thought, he was a bit to casual about 
his nine-year-old daughter's sexuality, or even that she knew what her 
sexuality was and that she was active about it.  Still, he carried on 
thinking, most father's wouldn't regularly have sex with their daughters 
themselves, so who was he to judge.
  
He went into the kitchen and took a quick look at what was in the oven.  
Taking it out, he lifted the casserole lid, stirred it a bit before 
replacing the lid and returning it into the oven.  He walked up the 
stairs and tapped on Ellie's bedroom door.  'Dinner will be ready in 
about ten minutes girls,' he said through the door.  'Clean yourself up, 
and put some clothes on - Sophie's boyfriend will be around at about half 
six and we don't want him getting distracted do we?'
  
He heard the girls snigger and Ellie calling back 'OK Dad.'
  
He climbed the next flight of steps, tapped on Sophie's bedroom door and 
called through about the state of dinner.
  
'OK Dad,' she replied flatly.  Pete could tell that something was up, so, 
even though uninvited and that an unwritten house rule was that you 
didn't enter another person's bedroom without permission, walked into the 
thirteen-year-old's room.  She was sat on her bed wearing a pair of black 
trousers and a black bra - a sign in itself that something was wrong.  
Her hair had been tied back loosely.  She was holding a book, but Pete 
ignored the fact that the book was being held upside down, a sure sign 
that she wasn't actually reading it.
  
'You alright Soph?' he said kindly.
  
Sophie sighed.  'Yeah,' she replied.
  
'Come on - what's wrong?'
  
'Nothing's wrong - honestly.'
  
'Sophie - something is wrong.  I know you enough to realise that 
something is wrong.  You know me - I won't judge you, no matter what it 
is.  Or if you'd rather, I can get Lucy over to speak to you.'
  
Sophie sighed again.  'It's Dan,' she said.  'We've not had sex, but Dan 
wants us to.  I don't think I'm ready for it.  I mean, yeah, you've been 
having sex with me since you adopted me, but that's different.  You're my 
dad.  Apart from you I'm still a virgin.  And I don't think I really love 
him that much.  You've always taught me that sex is as much about respect 
as anything, and if he respected me he wouldn't push me this much would 
he? And I think I'm a little jealous of Ellie.  She and Rachel are an 
ideal couple - OK, so they're only nine, but they enjoy themselves so 
much and they seem to respect each other in it and they love each other.  
They seem more like sisters than Ellie and me and I'm Ellie's sister, not 
Rachel and it should be me doing that to her.'
  
Pete stayed silent for a bit, unsure of what to say.  He knew that this 
was just part of the fact that Sophie's hormones were all over the place 
on the transition between a girl and a woman, and that all her worries 
were largely unfounded.  He also knew that if he was in Sophie's shoes he 
would probably feel the same.  He also knew that part of this was his 
fault.  He was surprised that she and Dan hadn't had sex, and a little 
concerned about what she said about still being a virgin apart from 
himself.  It was almost as if she didn't know that what he did to her was 
for the most part wrong, which was something he was sure she did know.  
He felt as if he should speak.
  
'If you don't want to go all the way with Dan then don't.  It's your 
decision, not his, not mine.  And so what if Ellie has a girlfriend - 
she's still your sister.  But remember that while she's your little 
sister, and I know you feel protective of her, you're her big sister.  
There's a difference - true, when you both were younger you were a lot 
closer than it seems like you are now, but, and this is nothing to do 
with you, she's at the age now where she doesn't want to be associated 
with her big sister.  And that's probably a subconscious thing rather 
than something that's actually going through her mind.  To be fair - I 
don't think she and Rachel are anything more than close friends who are 
just having fun together.  When she gets older, she'll start to think 
about going further with someone - whether it's Rachel, another girl, or 
even a boy.  And you've got to think about what you want to do with Dan.  
Do you really love him, or not.  That's something you have to think 
about.'
  
Pete waited for her to reply, and when she didn't he turned around and 
left the room.  'Dinner will be ready in a moment - if you don't want any 
right away I'll keep some back for you,' he said.
  
As he reached the bottom of the attic stairs, he heard Sophie say 'Thanks 
Dad.'  Pete smiled.  Parenting wasn't easy - he had found that out over 
the past three years - but it could be rewarding, and not just having two 
beautiful girls around the house.  Both girls were very bright.  He had 
heard countless stories about 'abused' children having problems in 
school, but he had never had an ounce of trouble from either of them.  
Ellie occasionally had problems staying attentive which, their doctor 
said, was caused by a minor case of ADHD likely due to the drugs her 
mother took during pregnancy, but that had gradually settled down over 
the past year or so.  His daughters were just two normal girls.  Well, 
normal aside from the fact that they were having sex with their father.
  
As he walked into the dining room part of their kitchen, he saw that 
Ellie and Rachel were both sitting at the table, both were wearing one of 
Ellie's summer dresses, and Pete knew that they weren't wearing anything 
else.  'Just be careful when Dan comes round OK girls?' he said to them.
  
Ellie made a face.  'Oh come on Dad - what do you take me for?' she said. 
 'Everything's hidden.'
  
Pete took the casserole dish out of the oven and put it on the mat that 
stood in the middle of the table.  As he started to dish out, Ellie asked 
where Sophie was.
  
'She's not that hungry at the moment,' Pete said.  'She's getting ready 
for tonight,'
  
This seemed to satisfy Ellie, and soon the three of them started to eat 
their dinner.  Pete thought Sophie must have anticipated the door 
knocking as she was downstairs when Dan knocked on the front door.
  
'I'll get it,' she shouted through to the kitchen.
  
* * * * * 
  
Three hours or so later, Sophie came through the front door crying.
  
'What's wrong sweetie?' Pete said to her.
  
What she said next took him by surprise.
  
'Dan raped me Dad,' she said through her tears.  'He raped me.'
  
Pete saw red.  'Is he still outside?'
  
'No, I walked back on my own,' Sophie sniffed back her tears.
  
'Right.'  Pete said.  'I am going to teach that son of a bitch a lesson.'
  
'Dad no,' Sophie said anticipating what the lesson would be.  'You'll get 
in to trouble.'
  
'So?  He raped you - it's only fair that I get to do the same to him.'
  
'It's OK Dad, I can handle it.'
  
'No you can't.'
  
'Yes I can,' Sophie said firmly, still sniffing back her tears, and went 
upstairs to her bedroom.  Pete walked into the kitchen and poured himself 
a whisky.  Sophie was right - he wouldn't be able to get away with it, 
even with a friend in the force.  He suddenly noticed the irony of the 
fact that he was angry that somebody had raped his daughter, yet it was 
probably much worse for her when he did it all those years before.  A 
little calmer now, he knew what to do.  He downed his drink and went 
upstairs to Ellie's bedroom.
  
* * * * *
  
Ellie and Rachel were in Ellie's bedroom, lying together in Ellie's bed.  
The evening had started with Ellie's mouth as one with Rachel's pussy, 
bringing the young redhead to her orgasm.  Like a long term couple, they 
knew that they could just be in the presence of the other one and not 
have to spend all their time having sex.  Now they just lay face up on 
the single bed, both had an arm around the back of the other, Ellie 
lightly playing with Rachel's erect nipple.
  
'You know the band 'The Scissor Sisters' Ells?' Rachel said.
  
'Yeah,'
  
'You know they were named after a sexual position?'
  
'Really?'
  
'Yeah.  Bex told me about it last time she was home.  She didn't tell me 
what it was, but I was thinking about it at school today, and even if I'm 
wrong, what I was thinking of seems like fun to do,' Rachel said, and 
then outlined her theory on the position.
  
Ellie stood off the bed.  'Let's try that then,' she said.
  
Rachel took the whole width of the bed and spreadeagled herself on it, 
her pussy still red and her clitoris still slightly unhidden from their 
earlier sex.  Almost clumsily, Ellie climbed back onto the bed, slightly 
pushing Rachel up towards the head, and adopted a similar position.  
Rachel lifted one of her legs, and Ellie slipped underneath, pushing her 
leg under Rachel's body.  As she pushed towards Rachel, Rachel pushed 
back towards Ellie, their pussies meeting in the middle.  As the small 
slits touched, it was like electricity flowing through their bodies.  The 
two nine year olds started to rub their two slits together, causing wave 
after wave of pleasure to flow, so much so that Ellie thought that she 
would orgasm out of her mouth.  Her clitoris had pushed its way into 
Rachel's cunt and it felt like it had never felt before.  Rachel came 
first, her underage juices flowing onto Ellie's clitoris, giving the 
youngster a first time experience that she would never forget as she hit 
her own orgasm, doing the same to Rachel in the process.
  
The two girls relaxed, still in the same position but not pushed together 
anymore.  Their breathing was heavy as both girls came down from their 
state of ecstasy.
  
Pete knocked at the door.  'Is it OK to come in girls?' he asked.
  
'Uh huh,' Ellie said through our breaths.
  
Pete walked in, paying little attention to the position his daughter and 
her friend were in, and sat down on the chair by her desk.  'I need to 
ask a favour of you Ellie, and I suppose you as well Rachel,' he said.
  
Ellie pulled herself from underneath Rachel and sat up.  'What is it 
Dad,' she said.
  
'Sophie's feeling a bit down at the moment,' he said.  'I was wondering 
whether you could, well, be with her tonight.'
  
'Oh but Dad,' Ellie started whining.
  
'Look - she's your sister and she needs to be with somebody tonight, and 
I want that person to be you.'
  
'What about me?' asked Rachel.
  
'How about you come with me tonight?' Pete suggested.  'And you can use 
whichever definition of 'come' you want too.'
  
                                                    TO BE CONTINUED > > >

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