Date: Fri, 6 Aug 1999 09:08:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jangobot <jangobot@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Stream

This is a work of fiction involving consenting young people. If this 
offends you please don't read any further. Otherwise enjoy yourself.

If you enjoy it you can e-mail me at 

Jangobot@yahoo.com


The Stream.


To call the village where Hannah lived 'small' would have been an 
understatement, so it was not surprising that when the sold sign went 
up outside 'The Old Vicarage' talk centred on who the new occupants 
might be.

Hannah tried not to show too much interest, fourteen year olds were 
supposed to be too cool for local gossip, however she secretly hoped 
that the new family would have a daughter her age. At least then she 
would have someone to travel to school with, instead of having to sit 
with the all the boys on the bus. Not that she minded that much, 
especially when Richard sat next to her, but it would be nice to talk 
about girlie things for a change. 

The long summer days passed with only the occasional signs that 
someone would soon be moving in. A builder arrived and worked on the 
roof for a few days, someone came round and cut the grass, but still 
the house remained empty.

Hannah looked out of her bedroom towards the empty house and realised 
it wasn't empty any more. All the windows were open and she could see 
people carrying boxes and crates up the stairs. 

She caught a glimpse of a girl at the window which faced towards 
Hannah's room. She looked about fifteen, with mousy blonde hair, and 
glasses. Hannah heard a woman shout and the girl moved away.

Next day was one of those glorious summer days; the sky was a deep 
blue and a gentle breeze blew the smell of flowers and fresh cut 
grass into the house. Hannah pulled her shorts over her yellow bikini 
pants, slipped her T-shirt on, and grabbed her book and sunscreen. 
She was ready.

"I'm going down by the stream," she shouted to her mum as she left 
the house. The stream was her favourite place in the whole world. It 
ran through a small valley, with a tiny beach. A wood surrounded the 
whole area. Hannah knew that she would have it all to herself.

As she wandered through the wood her mind wandered back to the last 
time she had visited the stream. Richard had been with her and she 
had let him go further then he had ever gone before. He had undone 
her bikini top and played with her nipples until she had thought she 
was going to burst. However when he had tried to move his hand down 
into her bikini pants she had stopped him.  Despite the fact that her 
pussy was dripping wet, and begging for a slim finger to ease inside, 
she was the only one who had ever touched her pussy since she had 
turned into a young woman. She had distracted him by sucking his 
tongue into her mouth and gently rubbing herself against his hard 
cock, which strained against the front of his trunks. Although he 
hadn't realised she had rubbed her slit against his erection until 
she had nearly cum. That was when she had felt him spurting inside 
his trunks, and he had got all embarrassed and pulled away.

She stepped from the shade of the wood, onto the crunchy warm shingle 
that formed the beech. She slipped her shoes off and stepped into the 
water. It was cold despite the heat of the mid-afternoon sun. After a 
few minutes cooling down she spread her towel out on the beach, sat 
down and began to rub sunscreen into her calves, around her knees and 
up onto her thighs. Her skin was a light olive brown, which meant 
that she never really got burnt. She pulled her long black hair back 
and slipped it through a red band, to hold it away from her face and 
neck. She rubbed the sunscreen as far down her back as she could 
reach, then onto her shoulders. 

She looked round, as she thought she had heard the sound of a twig 
break just inside the wood. There was no one there. She reached 
behind her and tugged at the tie on her top. It fell away as she 
poured a glob of screen onto her hands and began to coat her breasts. 
She closed her eyes as her hands cupped each breast then stroked 
across her nipples, as they grew hard. She leant back against a tree 
and enjoyed the sensation of the breeze against her exposed breasts. 
Her breasts might not be as big as Jennifer's, her friend from 
school, but she was sure her nipples made up for that. They were dark 
pink, and when they were hard, like now, she was sure they were at 
least three-quarters of an inch long. She took each one between her 
thumb and forefinger and gently played with herself, sending waves of 
pleasure down through her body until they reached her clit, which 
tingled with each stroke.

She moved her right hand, cupping her breast, she gently squeezed 
until her nipple seemed to grow even more. Her left hand reached for 
the sunscreen and poured a puddle onto her stomach. Using both hands 
she massaged it into her stomach, the circles growing bigger until 
her fingers brushed at the waistband of her bikini pants. A finger 
slid inside. 'I shouldn't be doing this, what if someone comes 
along.'  She giggled to herself,  'I'm the only one 'cumming', she 
thought.

She quickly stood up, hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slid 
her pants off. She looked down to see her neatly trimmed bush. She 
sank back onto the towel and ran her fingers into the short, dark, 
hairs. They were silky soft. Her finger slid lower across her pink 
lips, which stood out, waiting to be caressed.

On the last day of school before the holiday, she and Jennifer had 
had one of their 'talks'. Jennifer had told her that she had shaved 
her pubes, so that her pussy was bald. She had told her that her 
elder sister and her mum both did it, because it was supposed to feel 
so sexy, especially her sister had said, when her boyfriend ran his 
smooth, hard cock back and forwards along her slit.

Hannah hadn't really believed that Jennifer had shaved herself, but 
the thought had intrigued her so much that she had tried it. The 
first time her hand had been shaking so much she was worried about 
cutting herself. That and her mum walking into the bathroom, as she 
often did. She hadn't dared shave all of her pubes off, how would she 
explain that the next time she went swimming, but she had trimmed the 
bush into tiny triangle, then gently removed all the hairs which 
covered her slit, where it was hidden between her thighs. It had felt 
so sexy that now every time she shaved her legs she shaved her pussy 
as well.

As her forefinger slowly slid into her slit, she wondered how it 
would feel if it was Richard's cock, rather than her finger, which 
flicked across her swollen clit, then pushed up between her pink 
lips. Another finger slid inside and she began to breathe heavily as 
she slowly fucked herself. Her thumb rubbed hard across her clit, 
which was standing proud of its hood. Her other hand slid down and 
she used her thumb and finger to lightly pinch down on her clit. Her 
eyes rolled back as she orgasmed with a small shriek followed by a 
gasp as she fought for air. 

It was a couple of minutes before she regained her breath. 'Well' she 
thought ' Jennifer was right about one thing, it does make a 
difference when there are no hairs in the way'

She sat up. Her fingers were slick with her juices, which were 
smeared across the inside of her thighs as well. 

She warily stepped into the water and squatted down. The cool waves 
between her legs tingled as she rinsed herself off, then suddenly a 
warm glow spread out from her thighs, as with a tingle of excitement, 
she emptied her bladder into the stream.

She stepped out of the water, rubbed herself down with the towel, 
then lay back to dry in the warm sunshine. She didn't know how long 
she had dozed, but the sound of footsteps crunching on the beach woke 
her with a start. Then she remembered she was naked. As panic began 
to overtake her a girl's voice said, "that looks like a nice way to 
spend a sunny afternoon"

Hannah didn't recognise the voice as someone from the village, which 
made her panic even more. She looked up and for a moment didn't 
recognise the girl either, then, in a flash it came to her, the girl 
in the window of the 'Old Vicarage'.

"Can I join you", she said as she threw down her towel, at a right 
angle to Hannah's. Reaching down to her side she undid the tie of the 
thin blue sarong she was wearing. The skirt dropped to the floor. Her 
T-shirt followed. The girl was wearing the smallest bikini Hannah had 
ever seen. It consisted two pieces of red cloth, which barely 
contained her breasts and a tiny triangle over her mound. The string 
disappeared between two firm smooth buttocks, which from their colour 
looked as if they had seen plenty of sun. 

Hannah didn't know what to say. She reached round, trying to pull the 
towel over herself, blushing bright pink at the same time.

Before she knew what was happening the girl tugged at the thin cords 
holding her bikini together and the three small pieces of cloth 
joined the clothes on the floor

Hannah hadn't really had much time to study her in the brief time she 
was at the window, now here she was completely naked. It wasn't the 
first time had seen another girl naked, the showers at school were 
communal, so they all mixed in together, but it was the first time 
she had been alone with one.

The glasses were gone; showing a pair of friendly blue eyes, which 
smiled down at her. She was tanned all over except for a tiny white 
triangle, which matched the shape of her bikini pants. She was slim, 
which made her breasts stand out.  The girls breasts were bigger than 
Hannah's, she was probably about a 36c, compared to Hannah's 34b. The 
nipples hardening in the breeze. Her mousy blond hair was reflected 
in her pubes, which were so sparse they appeared almost see through. 

Hannah had noticed at school that girl's mounds were all different. 
Some were small, hardly rising at all, some were wide. The mound in 
front of her could only be described as plump. The outer lips were a 
soft pink, completely hiding her inner lips 

"My names Dominique," she said as she knelt down on her towel. "Isn't 
this a wonderful place, so quiet. When we moved out of the city into 
the village I though I was going to hate it, but I've changed my mind 
now"

Hannah thought she caught a quiver in Dominique's voice. 'Perhaps 
she's not quite as confident as she is trying to make out' she 
thought to herself. She dropped her towel so that it fell into her 
lap, covering her dark hairs but leaving her breasts open to 
Dominique's gaze.

"I'm Hannah" she said, "I live  just behind your house."

"Yes I know, I caught a glimpse of you yesterday, when we were moving 
in. Would you like me to put some sunscreen on your back, I noticed 
you couldn't reach it all the way down when you were doing it 
earlier."

"You were watching me," Hannah said blushing an even deeper shade of 
red.

"Oh don't worry about that. Every one I know does it, you certainly 
seemed to know what turned you on."

Dominique reached across and picked up the sunscreen, squeezed some 
into her hand and began to slowly rub it across her shoulders and 
down onto her breasts. Hannah looked on spellbound as Dominique 
reached her nipples. Her fingers running around and across, causing 
them to swell even more  

Reaching for some more cream she sank down onto the towel. Moving 
slowly over her stomach, brushing across the fine hair and massaging 
her thighs with long slow strokes. Her legs easing apart she stroked 
her finger along her slit, sliding it in between the plump lips as 
her eyes closed. She began to masturbate less then eighteen inches 
away from Hannah's wide-open eyes.

Hannah watched, comparing the way Dominique's fingers moved, with the 
movements she had made only a few minutes before. As she watched she 
felt the familiar wetness growing between her legs.

Dominique brought her other hand down and spread her lips wide, 
exposing her pink hole, and swollen clit, as she continued moving up 
and down on the two fingers that slid in and out of her. 


Dominique gasped, her body tensed, her fingers moving faster she 
climaxed. As she regained her breath she smiled across to Hannah " 
now we're equal".

Hannah could hardly believe she had sat and watched a naked girl 
masturbate to orgasm. Even more disconcerting was the fact that she 
had enjoyed watching so much. She felt hornier now, than she had 
before she her own orgasm.

Dominique withdrew her fingers, lifted them to her mouth and slowly 
sucked them inside, tasting herself. When she had finished she looked 
directly into Hannah's eyes "Did you enjoy watching me." She said

Hannah looked away, confusion rushing through her, "y-y-yes " she 
whispered. Unsure where the conversation was heading.

"Roll over and I'll put that cream on your back."

Hannah turned and lay down on her stomach. She felt Dominique move 
across, straddling her back. Then she felt warm hands touch her 
shoulders. As they moved along her collarbone she caught the musky 
aroma of Dominique's fingers. A surge of excitement ran through her 
body.

Domi wasn't simply applying the sunscreen, Hannah thought, as she 
felt her shoulders being expertly massaged. She felt fingers running 
along her sides, under her arms until they lightly brushed against 
the sides of her breasts. They moved away as if the contact had been 
accidental, running down her spine, then back up again.

As the fingers touched her breasts for the second time Hannah 
realised that it wasn't accidental at all. She gently eased her arms 
under her chin, raising up an inch or two.

The fingers went away, then returned, this time with a more definite 
stroking action. They caressed along her sides, easing nearer and 
nearer to her nipples, which pressed into the ground beneath her. She 
gently pushed herself up until her breasts were free, and felt the 
fingers slowly cup each breast. The fingers stretched and found her 
nipples, which stood out hard and long. A finger and thumb meet 
around each one and gently began to stroke, swirling their hardness 
between warm soft skin.

Hannah felt a soft breath on her neck as Dominique's lips brushed 
against it "Relax."

With each movement Hannah could feel the soft brush of Dominique's 
pussy hairs against her buttock. The weight on her back increased 
slightly and she felt Dominique's lips rubbing across her cheeks, 
leaving a trail of wetness.

She felt the finger leave her right nipple, slide across and down her 
back, then momentarily break contact. Before she could protest the 
finger was back, but now it was slippery as well as warm.  'She has 
just touched herself' she thought as the finger began to caress the 
cleft between her buttocks. It slid down until it reached Hannah's 
own wetness, coating itself she felt it withdraw again, just long 
enough for Dominique to slip it into her mouth, then it was back. 
Another finger joined the first and together they caressed the swell 
of Hannah's hairless lips, pinching gently, parting them, entering 
her from behind, a thumb slowly rubbing up and down her crack, 
teasing and inviting Hannah to push against it.

The fingers rubbed firmly across her clit then entered her again as 
she began an orgasm which made all her previous one shrink into 
insignificance. She exploded once, twice, three times, as the fingers 
alternated between her clit and her G-spot, her entire body 
surrendered to the fingers.

Hannah looked dreamily across at the girl next to her. A girl she had 
known less then an hour. A girl who had just given her the most 
fantastic orgasms she had ever had. Dominique looked back and smiled 
" I think I'm going to enjoy living here" she said leaning forward 
and kissing Hannah gently on the mouth. Her tongue peeked out and 
brushed against Hannah's lips. Hannah opened her mouth slightly and 
Dominique's tongue slid deep into her mouth.

Hannah could taste herself on Dominique's tongue. She tasted a sweet 
tangyness and knew it was her own love juices she was tasting for the 
first time. She hugged Dominique tighter to her, their nipples 
rubbing together. She wrapped her legs around Domi's thigh and felt 
the wetness and warmth as Domi slowly began to move, grinding her 
sopping pussy against the firm skin of Hannah's thigh. 

Hannah held Dominique's pert buttocks, kneading them, her finger in 
the crack, she pulled Dominique up until their swollen lips meet, 
clit against clit. Hannah's shaven lips making her even more 
sensitive. Dominique's wetness mingling with her own, Her own sparse 
hairs slick with Hannah's wetness conveyed every movement through her 
swollen lips, tension mounting inside her she came in a flood of love 
juices.

The cool waters felt good as Dominique washed the cum from Hannah's 
still swollen, tender pussy. Gently the two girls kissed, standing 
knee deep in the water, lost in each other.

The sun slid behind the trees as the pulled their clothes on and 
began to walk hand in hand back towards the village. At the edge of 
the wood Dominique turned towards Hannah " I'll see you on the school 
bus, we'll have a good talk about 'girlie things' 


Hannah smiled.



The end