Date: Mon, 28 Feb 2000 08:18:49 -0800 (PST)
From: "jangobot" <jangobot@yahoo.com>
Subject: Erin Pt 3

This story contains sexual acts between an older woman and a young girl. If
this offends you don't read it.


Erin Pt 3.

The wheels of the plane touched the runway with a slight thump. A few
minutes later Erin joined the scrum of people leaving the plane and racing
for the baggage hall. Her small case was one of the first to appear,
closely followed by Anna's and her dad's larger bags.

She saw her mum waiting impatiently just the other side of the barrier, so
with a quick hug and kiss she re-entered her old life. Only now things
weren't quite the same as just two short weeks ago. She had gone away a
girl and was coming back a sexually adventurous young woman.

Back at home she went straight to her room and began to unpack her
things. Stepping out of her shorts and T-shirt she gathered all the dirty
clothes into a bundle and dumped them in the laundry basket.

'Time for a shower' she thought to herself as she stepped into her own
bathroom. She pirouetted in front of the full-length mirror, admiring the
golden tan, where before she had been white. Slipping out of her panties
the tan highlighted her small bikini triangle. She ran her hand down over
her belly, reaching the point, where until only a few days ago, her patch
of auburn hairs had been, she paused. Her eyes closed as she sank to the
floor, the smell of the sea drifted through her memory, as with a flash she
was back in hotel bedroom.

The door between the two rooms opened and Anna stuck her head round. " Your
dad's gone off for his game of golf. What do you want to do?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"I think over the last few days we have got to know each other well enough
to ask anything, don't you" said Anna. with a mischievous grin.

Plucking up all of her courage Erin reached for Anna's hand and pulled her
down beside her on the bed " I was just thinking about the other night. I
was wondering why you've shaved off all the hairs on your pussy."

" I wondered how long it would be before you asked me about it. You know I
like men and woman don't you. It was only a couple of years ago that I
actually plucked up enough courage to sleep with another woman, even though
I had wondered what it was like since I was your age. I meet a woman
through work. Her name was Karen. She was married to one of the other
executives at the firm. I would never have guessed she was into women. We
went on a business trip together that meant we had to stay away
overnight. After we had finished the meeting we went to the bar and had a
few drinks too many. That's when it all came out and we ended up in her
room. She told me that she had been attracted to me ever since we had first
meet. I was as nervous as you were the first time we kissed, but after only
a few seconds I realised what I had been missing all those years. Her skin
was soft as I slipped her dress off her shoulders. She was wearing a black
lacy bra and a black silk thong. I don't know if she had set out that
evening to seduce me, but seeing her standing there, her nipples rock hard
and a tiny damp patch on the front of her panties I knew I had made the
right decision. She slowly began to kiss my neck, working down across my
shoulder, as she moved down her hands undid the buttons of my blouse. My
nipples had grown so hard I thought I was going to burst out of my
bra. Finally she unclipped me and her tongue touched my nipple for the
first time. She sucked me slowly in, tasting me, savouring my hardness. Her
tongue swirling around my nipple, sucking my breast into her mouth. I
nearly orgasmed on the spot.  It was the most sensual thing that I had ever
felt in my entire life. Then she started to work her way down my body. Her
tongue seemed to have a mind of it's own. She reached my belly button, then
she sank lower until her tongue brushed against the top of my panties. I
could feel myself gushing juices, and I knew that my panties were so wet
they were completely transparent. She didn't take my panties off, instead
she began to kiss me through them, tasting the soaking silk mixed with my
juices. Her tongue burrowed between my legs working the silk deeper and
deeper inside my sopping pussy, highlighting my swollen lips. She stretched
the thin material so tight my clit was poking out like a tiny finger. As
she began to flick me with her tongue I could feel my clit swelling even
more, then she sucked me into her mouth and gently bit down. I was on the
brink of the most amazing orgasm I had ever had in my life.  As I inched
closer and closer to exploding I knew that more then anything in the world
I wanted to taste her, and give her back the pleasure she was giving me. I
began to gently stroke her back, as my hand slipped lower reaching her firm
cheeks I slipped my hand between her legs, stretching for her warmth. The
silk was smooth under my fingers as I cupped her mound. It wasn't the
softness of the silk, or the heat of her burning pussy that I remember
most. It was the smoothness of her skin as my finger slipped inside her
panties and caressed the length of her swollen pussy lips. It was at that
moment I realised she was completely shaven and I knew I had to touch her
with my tongue.  Still fighting to control the climax, which was about to
explode into her mouth, I reached for her and drew her long slim thighs
each side of my face. I looked up into the most glorious sight I had ever
seen. I slipped the string of her thong aside to expose her baby-soft
mound, her lips were dripping juices from her pink folds. I stretched my
tongue out and tasted my first woman. That first moment, when I brushed my
tongue against her velvety folds, sent me over the edge. As I orgasmed I
sucked in the tangy scent of her cum, mashing my lips against her perfect
pussy. We gasped and squealed together as our orgasms burst through our
entwined bodies.  Later that night she shaved me for the first time. She
was so gentle, it was one of the most erotic things I had ever
experienced. I remember sliding my fingers over my exposed skin and down
into my moist slit, feeling the heightened sensitivity of my glossy skin
and thinking that I could never go back to how I had been before I meet
Karen.

Listening to Anna, Erin had felt herself getting wetter and wetter, she
slowly slipped her hand inside her bikini pants and eased her finger into
her waiting pussy. Feeling the soft hairs against her fingers she began to
imagine how she would feel when she was shaved. She had already made her
mind that if Anna wouldn't do it she would, as soon as Anna left.

Anna watched as Erin began to play with herself. The sight of the young
girl fingering her wet pussy was almost too much to bear. She reached over
and eased aside the cloth of Erin's bikini. With her pussy exposed, Erin
leant back on to the bed and slowly began to masturbate as Anna watched.

She slid her slim finger deep inside then eased it out until the tip barely
touched her lips. Then with as much control as she could muster she began
to slide her finger back into her pussy, a fraction of an inch at a time
until it was completely buried and her thumb could rub forward to caress
her tiny pointed clit.

As she reached deep inside her she looked up to Anna and in a barely
audible whisper said, " Will you teach me how to shave."

Anna reached out and gently took hold of Erin's hand, with the slightest of
movements she withdrew her finger. Erin's love juices shimmering in the
morning sun, which fell across the bed. Slowly Anna lifted Erin's finger to
her mouth, and with the identical motion that Erin had used moments before,
inched her finger deep into her mouth. Her tongue lapped at Erin's sweet
nectar, savouring her taste, until every last drop had been cleaned
away. Holding her gently by the hand she lead her through the connecting
door to her own bathroom, where her razor lay waiting.

Anna's hand curled around Erin's fingers, as she guided the razor-sharp
blade across Erin's sensitive skin. With each stroke wiping away the auburn
curls. Sliding smoothly through the thick foam. The warmth of the washcloth
cupping her, removing the last traces. Her finger brushing the sensitive
skin of her perfectly hairless lips.

Erin gazed down between her legs and marvelled at the sexuality of her
young mound, which seemed so prominent without its protective covering of
soft hair. Her pouting labia engorged with excitement.

Anna reached for her and drew her slowly to her feet. Her hands slid around
her waist as she pulled her up. Erin's firm breasts, with their succulent
pink buds, mashing with Anna's larger mounds, topped with her iron-hard
dark brown points. Anna cupped her face as she bent to kiss her, her tongue
pushing between Erin's lips, searching and tasting.

Erin stepped between Anna's thighs, opening her to her view, sinking down
until the silken skin of her mons brushed against Anna's. The satin-smooth
mounds sliding against each other, lubricating each other with their warm
juices. They began a slow fuck, working the other to a peak of excitement
neither had felt before. Their whole bodies shaking as they squealed out
loud, cum flooding across their thighs until their skins was slick with
moisture.

A tap at the door broke Erin's reverie. She just had time to grab a towel
as Emily's familiar face peeked round the door. " How was your holiday"?

"You are never going to believe me", she replied as she pulled her best
friend into the room and pushed the door firmly closed behind her.

The End.

I have decided that this will be the last part of Erin's story. You will
just have to use your imagination from now on!!

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