Horny Teens Ch. 01

"Yeah, he's something else, isn't he? I've heard that he's hung like a horse."

Both girls started laughing at that and ended up snorting helplessly, unable to stop. On finally gaining a semblance of self-control, Millicent slowly took in her new friend.

Cindy was definitely attractive. Taller and slimmer than Millie herself, she had long brown hair and big brown eyes, which stood out in stark contrast to her mane. She was also closely trimmed around her pubis, with just a two inch strip above it and the remainder clean shaven.

Millie thought about commenting on it. She herself kept her genitals trimmed--primarily because she didn't want a stray hair or two peeking out of her bikini bottoms, but her little bush kept growing into a bigger bush and she knew she'd be lying if she claimed it hadn't occurred to her to shave everything like the women in the porno movies did. Most high school girls were now doing it as well, so it could be considered a trend.

Just then she caught Cindy trying to get a look down her bikini top. Millie realized she'd been leaning forward causing the top to fall away and revealing a lot more of her boobs than she wanted too.

"This is getting weird," Millie said.

"Oh, you mean like my mother inviting you over and then meeting me like this?" Cindy pointed at her nude body and then smiled at Millie.

Millie reflected on Cindy's words and gnawed nervously at a cuticle on her left thumb.

Cindy sighed and said, "Are you a good kisser, Millie?"

"Um, I guess."

"You don't know?"

"I don't have ... you know, anything to really gauge it by," Millie conceded.

"So ... we could practice as if one of us was a guy, you know?" Cindy said with a burst. "So we could be prepared for boys at a party or something."

Except when Millie agreed to try it, it went further than just kissing. The initial kisses were basic trial and error. Millie found that Cindy's lips were very soft and she smelled good. Another factor that led her further along was the touch of Cindy's long hair against her hand because it was so comforting.

Millie closed her eyes on the third or fourth practice smooch, and didn't see Cindy's hands move. Cindy used them to hold Millie's head as she gently pushed her tongue into her mouth.

It wasn't anything like Bryan Stith's kiss in the 8th grade, so similar to that of many men with their 'Hey Baby, feel this?' style. No, no. It had a sense of wonder to it. Millie stopped breathing when it happened. Her nipples were signaling that this was what kissing, good kissing was all about.

Then Cindy dropped her hands, sat back and looked at Millie, whose mouth hung open like that of a guppy.

"Soooo how was it?"

"Ohhh my gawd!" Millie said after taking a deep breath.

"Wish I had tits like yours, Millie."

In a perfunctory response, Millie answered: "Well thanks; I wish I had your ass. It's to die for, Cindy."

Then catching Cindy still hungrily eyeing her breasts, she feigned exasperation, "Would you quit staring at my boobs? You look like you want to feast on them!"

Cindy laughed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, like you mind. Quit letting them hang out if you mind so much!"

Millie took a deep breath, thinking: Maybe it's weird, but I'm certainly interested in what happens here. Mindy giggled then shook her shoulders causing the exposed tit flesh to ripple and jiggle.

"You wanna see 'em?" she asked boldly, for she suddenly wanted to show her newly grown breasts off.

"Yeah, I would!" Cindy replied. Her mouth had suddenly gone dry.

Now in all truthfulness, Cindy didn't normally go around checking other women's breasts. She had enough to play with in her own and her mother's - but we'll deal with that a little later on.

Just then, with the taste of Millie's tongue and mouth still fresh and her mother's enticing whispers of encouragement heightened her lust for the other girl.

Cindy couldn't take her eyes off Millie's nipples after she lowered her bikini top and exposed her grapefruit sized breasts and heavily pebbled areolas.

"Can I?" Cindy practically begged.

"Cindy ... I don't kn..."

Cindy's hand was already cupping one breast. Her mind was a complete blank save to two things: the intense heat of Millie's flesh against her, and several little anticipatory spasms between her own legs.

And Millie did what she'd wanted to do ever since her breast size had exploded. She held each breast out to Cindy, whose eyes widened with pleasure as soon as both breasts were exposed.

"Can I?"

"Yeah," Millie said in a thick voice. She wasn't sure what she was doing was the right thing, but she wanted to show them off and this girl certainly wanted to touch them. Where was the harm?

"Tell me to stop, if I go too far," Cindy said in a nearly hoarse voice. "Tell me to stop and we'll leave it at this."

But Millie was already lost in Cindy's feather-light caresses stroking the tender flesh of her breasts. Goosebumps rose on both of them, and her nipples hardened to tiny arrow-shaft points. She could feel Cindy's eyes searching, examining the effect she was causing on Millie's body.

Millie arched her back slightly as Cindy leaned in and placed her lips on the nipple and gave it a light suck. Abandoning the breast for a moment, she kissed Millie's belly and said, "I wish my belly was flatter."

"Huh?" Millie sighed then closed her eyes and slipped a hand under the waistband of her bikini bottoms and squeezed her mons before slipping a finger between her wet nether lips.

Cindy stroked Millie's hair, brushing it back behind her ears. "I know you don't love me, but I want you to be my first.

In all fairness, Millie did try to stop her. She was going to push those lovely hands away. She wasn't going to play any further sexy games with Cindy. What was she doing here in the first place?

But then Cindy's tongue was back in her mouth and Millie's mind went blank except for the delightful feel of the tongue licking her teeth and gums, and then playing hide and seek with her own.

Her hands came up to wrap around Millie's free hand, and Millie stopped her fingering to place that hand on top of Cindy's and gave it a gentle squeeze. Cindy recaptured the nipple and kept it firmly clenched between her teeth even as their fingers intertwined. The totally nude girl only released the sensitive bud when she brought both their hands to her lips and kissed Millie's fingers softly.

Millie looked almost angelic half squatting before her, and yet she was actually thinking: I like what she's saying ... but—but this is getting out of control. DO SOMETHING!

And she might have. If Cindy hadn't opened the bows holding her bikini bottoms up and then tugged then down, down, down, leaving her nude as well.

Cindy's hand began tracing circles on the other girl's lower back. Millie knew intuitively that she could pull back any time she wanted to. Cindy wasn't pushing, in fact, wouldn't push. But if this was what Millie wanted...

Still Cindy knew enough to ask and did. "Do you want me to stop?"

There was a slight hesitation, then, "No. I don't want you to stop."

Millie's thighs spread eagerly at the touch of Cindy's fingertips, and she emitted a low moan as those fingers traced a moist path between her legs. Cindy dipped into the moisture, feeling the heat emanating from her schoolmate's pussy.

She lowered her lips to taste, then brought her fingertips up to Millie's mouth, growling low in her throat as her willing partner tasted her own juices and moaned for more.

With a wicked smile, Cindy lowered her face and nibbled at Millie's swollen pussy lips; tugging gently as she teased at the now-dripping opening with two fingers.

Millie moaned louder and struggled forward, desperately trying to force herself over the tormenting fingers. Slowly, Cindy began to press into her lover's welcoming heat.

"Oh, Christ! How do you know ...?"

More confident than ever, Cindy folded back the small hood and caught Millie's swollen clit with her other hand, rolling it gently, savoring the feel of the responsive clenching of her lover's thighs around her head.

"JESUS!"

She added a third finger, thrusting harder, faster, as Millie began to tremble. Her tongue lapped at the wetness now glistening, dripping from Millie's sex to the cleft between her pale buttocks.

"OH-OH-OH-OHHHH!"

"Oh baby, you're gonna like this part," Cindy said with a lust filled gurgle. To prove her point she bestowed a series of long, sweet strokes of her tongue across Millie's labia at first, licking upward from the bottom of her slit up to the top. Then her mouth covered the entirety of Millie's pussy pushing her serpentine tongue into the coral tunnel as if giving her a prolonged French kiss.

Millie's ass was bouncing several inches off the sheets with a rapidity that astounded Cindy, who was compelled to hang on for dear life.

Millie came seconds after Cindy's tongue began to flick at her engorged clit, teasing it repeatedly as she butterflyed it the way her mother had taught her too.

Cindy's tongue was well developed in this fine art, and she continued flicking and sucking Millie's clit then switching to take her entire labia into her mouth and pinching them with her lips just to rest her tongue.

A flood of girl juice poured out of Millie's cunt as her next orgasm ripped through her.

She was screaming then, begging Cindy to stop then changing her pleas to "PLEASE, DON'T EVER STOP! OH PLEASE, DON'T STOP!"

Expertly reading her lover's signals, with an ease that comes only with a familiarity bordering on expertise, Cindy pulled back, holding Millie's shuddering pussy open with the polished tips of her fingers.

She pinched harder on Millie's clit, drawing a shuddering gasp from her lips.

Millie couldn't form a word, could only grunt out her pleasure.

Holding her, pulsing delicately on Millie's throbbing clit with her fingers, Cindy pulled the other girl to the edge once again.

"Talk to me, Millie. Cry out for me."

Millie drew a shuddering breath and pleaded, in a voice barely above a whisper, "Please, Cindy..."

The sunlight streamed through the open window, and the sweat glistened on Millie's trembling skin. Cindy pulled her fingers from Millie's pussy and reached over to tweak a stiffened nipple.

"Like what we're doing, Millie?"

"OHHHH, YES!"

And with Millie trembling in her need to cum, Cindy renewed her tantalizing stroking, slow thrusting against Millie's bucking hips.

"PLEASE!"

"Not enough, sweet Millie, and you are sweet. No, you're fuckin' delicious. Please what?"

Millie's voice shook with desperate desire.

"Please don't stop, Cindy. Please make me cum."

"Much better."

Her fingers tightened around Millie's pulsing clit and she thrust deeper, harder into her sex.

Millie's pussy clenched around her fingers, drawing her deeper, fighting to pull them inside. With practiced, knowing strokes Cindy drew the shuddering waves of pleasure from Millie's body; each thrust pushing her faster over the edge.

Millie cried out, her voice echoing in the room, as Cindy lowered her mouth to Millie's throbbing sex, savoring the sharp taste of her lover's orgasm. Then With a soft moan, she let her lips vibrate over Millie's pulsing clit, prolonging her lover's shuddering climax, until her body sagged on the bed, spent.

"You know, I never asked, but I guess I should."

"What's that, Millie?"

"When ... when did you first learn about sex?"

"Oh, when I turned twelve, Ellen gave me my first vibrator along with some useful lessons on my clit and G-spot. I now have the same kind that she has, you know, it's curved to reach the sweet - G and also has a clit stimulator. I also have an 'egg vibrator' that's wired to a battery pack. Now that's special! Of course, I'm not allowed to wear it to school.

Ellen thinks I'd disrupt the class or something and she has a point. That thing can make you cum with a slight flick of the dial. I'm not kidding.

"She, um, wears hers to the office at times; says she can control her urges ... I can't."

"Well, she probably knows more about ... accidents and such with the egg thing."

Cindy sniffed at that, but didn't argue the point.

"So, anyway, I know a lot, more than most girls, but I haven't done it with a guy yet. I want too, you know? But Mr. Right Dick hasn't come along."

Cindy's eyes closed then snapped open. "Hey--you haven't?"

"No, I've made out with a cousin last year around Christmas. He felt me up and I touched his dick ..."

"You jerked him off?"

"No, nothing like that; I touched him that's all."

"Yeah ... I've made out with a couple dudes, nothing serious. I mean I might have, you know, but my mom is big on having the right guy do me. She was very young when she got pregnant with me, and while she says she's happy with the result, the guys long gone. He was a sailor, but she can't, or won't remember his last name. First name was Ramsey though. She remembered that, said that name it was appropriate."

"Anyway making sure I don't repeat her mistakes; I agree with that; so I carry my own rubbers, see?" She held out a package of Trojans.

After a brief rest, both girls showered separately at Cindy's insistence--knowing they would only renew their torrid lovemaking under the warm shower spray. And with both girls wearing bikini's they returned to the pool to find the other guests had left and Mrs. Forest sitting topless on the edge of the far end of the pool.

"Well hi girls!" she chirped. "Having yourselves a good time?"

To Millie's surprise, Mrs. Forest's voice wasn't the only thing that did pleasurable things to her insides. A few short minutes later she learned what it was like to have an orgasm brought on by yet another person's tongue.

The remainder of the night was spent teaching the young teen other Sapphic delights, for instance: Cindy taught her how to wrap her lips around her mother's clit and suck ever so gently, delicately drawing the moans from her throat until she whimpered.

In return, Ellen taught Millie to listen to Cindy's gasping breath and not to stop moving her tongue until her thighs tightened around her head and then, after cumming she collapsed in a quivering heap on the bed.

And later that night, Ellen taught Millie that men are bedroom simpletons and all of the wonderful, flirty poses and giggles and sighs that she'd been working on were transparent to women who had also perfected the same poses and giggles and sighs. She also claimed that there was no way to equate the rough thrusting of a single, thick, stiff cock with the gentle brushing, twirling, flicking and fluttering strokes of two flexible moving fingers. Millie had serious doubts about this, yet said nothing to contradict either of the Forest women.

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The rest of the weekend went by just like that—real slow at times, and then manic sex-attacks—and lots of good food and booze, something with which Millie found she had a liking, particularly the constant buzz that kept her from thinking too much about what she was doing and with whom she was doing it. Millie wasn't the jealous type, but she did ask herself several times: what the fuck gives with this mother-daughter shit?

And so Millie was surprised when Ellen left them on Sunday morning to attend church services, leaving Cindy and Millie strewn nude and sexually sated on the bed the three had shared that night.

"Your Mom's so sexy," Millie said while plucking at Cindy's nipple.

"Sure is. Nobody quite like her."

"Shit yeah! I think she's the sexiest, hottest thing I've ever met ... present company excepted, of course."

"Really?"

"Fuck yeah, Cindy, your mom's a total hotty, okay? I'm not just fucking with you either."

"Thanks. I think so too."

"Tell me, how did she know to ask me over? I mean, did she know I would jump into bed with you?"

"Well, Ellen's very perceptive, especially in THAT way. But no my lovely titted fuck bunny, I was hiding outside that day, um, I saw you and asked her if she thought you'd, you know, go for it."

Both girls laughed, and Millie stretched, accentuating her breasts even more than normal.

Cindy's eyes revealed her hunger for them and she pounced on Millie, savaging one breast and then the other while Millie howled with laughter.

When Cindy was satisfied, Millie returned the favor, massaging the other's breasts and nursing from each until Cindy was moaning that she was going to cum--and did.

Later, Cindy laughingly inquired if Millie liked bananas.

"As a matter of fact, I do. They're a great source of Potassium, you know?"

"Yes, I do. But let me show you what else they're good for. I think you'll love this, Millie."

Twenty minutes and two climaxes later, Millie was trying to finish off the banana, but encountered a problem when it became lodged in Cindy's cunt and she needed help getting it out.

Cindy thought the 'problem' hilarious, and then next thing both girls were laughing and snorting until Millie farted. That appeared to calm them down although both thought that funny as well.

"I know," Cindy said, "Lemmie try something."

Cindy hopped off the bed and squatted on the floor.

Millie looked on with interest. She was learning more over this weekend that a year in a classroom could ever teach her. Cindy grunted as if trying to expel a turd from her ass--and the banana, coated with her cunt juices, whooshed out of her.

Delighted and laughing, Millie dropped to her hands and knees and sucked the remaining banana off the floor where it had landed and ate it.

"OH, BABY, THAT WAS SOOO HOT!" Cindy whooped Millie swallowed the last of the banana; then still laughing, she helped Millie to her feet and steered her into the kitchen and had her sit up on the counter.

"Let's have Ellen find us here when she gets back," Cindy said.

"Okay, but why here? Millie, still naive in some areas asked.

Cindy took a step back and stared at her. "Have I told you what a great body you have?"

"Um, yeah, I think so," Millie answered, as her legs dangled off the counter top.

Cindy kissed the tip of her nose. Both of them giggled. But the giggles turned into moans when their lips met, fleetingly at first, then teasingly and finally with a passionate intensity that set both girls on fire.

Millie slid off the counter during the wild kisses. She was caught completely off guard when Cindy abruptly ended the kissing and dropped to a squat in front of her and then spun Millie so that she now faced the counter.

"What the...?"

Cindy pried the cheeks of her ass apart, leaned in and kissed Millie's anus.

"Whoa Cindy, what the fuck?"

"C'mon just spread your legs!"

As soon as she put her pussy on display for Cindy, she left a trail of kisses up and down her creamy thighs. The moment Millie moaned for the first time, Cindy's lips closed down on her puffed up labia.

"Oh if you could see it now," Cindy said, gloatingly.

"See what?" Millie asked excitedly.

"How your little clittie is all swelled up. It really wants my tongue, you know?"

"You have the best tongue, lover," Millie responded.

"Uh-huh."

"You do!"

"You're sooo sweet! Here's a nice reward for that!"

Millie lost her breath at the first touch of the other girl's mouth on her clit.

"Mmmm, you know, Millie ... My Mom call it the little pearl. I think when it's all shiny and wet it really does look like a pearl. Yours is a lovely coral pinkish pearl at the moment. Want me to suck you to a nice cum, baby?"

"YES! YES! YES!"

Millie's breathing became heavier; her buxom chest began to heave, and she was moaning softly as Cindy's magical tongue swirled back and forth over her sensation filled nub.

Cindy's diabolical mind had one last treat for the unsuspecting Millie.