Date: Sun, 19 Jun 2005 19:15:48 -0700
From: Jan ' <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Fallen Saints (lesbian / adult youth, ff/FF)
Warning:
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Fallen Saints
By
Jan
St. George is a small town just north of the Nevada and
Arizona border. It is located on the interstate highway that runs
from California to Salt Lake City Utah and is the turn off for
travelers headed for the Bryon National Park, on the north shore
of Lake Powell or Moab.
The local later Day Saints (LDS) are used to non
Mormons passing threw their town on their way to other
locations. They see them stop for gas and a quick meal from a
fast food restaurant.
The local Burger King was manned by members of the
local Ward. To a non Mormon stopping for a quick lunch they
might be struck by how much all of locals looked so much
alike. They were for the most part blondes with blue or green
eyes. At first glance one would suspect that they were all
brothers and sisters. Not quit so, some could trace their
ancestry back to the first settlers that came with Brigham
Young but some came from later stock that arrived from
Scandinavian countries that moved west in the eighteenth
century during a time of political turmoil.
One of the girls working there was Dawn-Etta. She was
one of those sweet looking blondes with blue eyes. If her
complexion had ever had a pimple it would dry up for lack of
company. The skin on her face was as flawless as a new born
baby's. She was slender with the body of a typical developing
sixteen-year-old. Because most people never saw her in
anything but conservative print dresses or the brown and orange
uniform she had to be in at work they would never suspect what
a nice figure she had.
She was a pleasant and polite girl by nature. Three of the
girls she worked with not only looked like her but had grown
up with her from the time they were introduced to the church as
babies. The one girl in their group that didn't fit the mold was a
girl that was a full blooded Ute American Indian.
Where the other girls hair was straight fine platinum
blonde Morning Dove, or Gail to her friends, had dark coarse
black hair that was just as straight and hung down the middle of
her back just as far as did her friends. Her skin was as dark as
the clay and iron rich mountains northeast of the town. Her
figure was just as fetching as that of the other girls.
All of them had grown up under the protective
community of the church. Their overwhelming goal in life was
to marry the most handsome and intelligent temple worthy boy
possible that had just returned from his mission. To improve
their chances of fulfilling their goal they all wanted to go to
Brigham Young University (BYU) in hopes of finding that
dream husband.
Dawn had one aunt that was younger than her mother.
The woman had chosen to move to Las Vegas and become a
showgirl. She was accepted into the family when she would
make infrequent visits home but was looked upon as a sinner
and not really welcomed into the church community as such.
She even went by another name. Her stage name was Candy
Moore.
When the girls reached the end of the school year and
before summer school opened they were ready for an adventure.
Dawn and Gail had driver's licenses. They had access to a car
and rather than tell their families that they were going to look
up Dawn's aunt they got permission from their families to drive
down to the north rim of the Grand Canyon with the stated
intent to hike down to the bottom.
They filled the trunk of the car with camping gear and
headed south on I-15. But rather than turn off for the north rim
they continued south. Dawn had Candy's address that she had
given her the last time she had been home. She had invited her
to visit her anytime.
They were not comfortable out side their home grounds.
They had no idea how to find Dawn's aunts address and had to
ask a gas station attendant for directions. They tried to follow
his directions but missed some turns and had to back track a
couple of times before they found the right street. As they
drove west on the street they realized the numbers were getting
larger so they made a U-turn and headed east. The farther east
they headed the older the homes looked. They drove through a
rundown section but the farther east they got better looking
again. At some time these had been the homes of the more
affluent residents. Now they were being restored to a quality
reflecting their past glory.
When they found the right address and pulled up to the
curb Gail let Dawn-Etta get out and ring the doorbell. She
stood there impatiently waiting for the door to be opened. It
took so long that she feared that no one was home. She was
about to return to the car when she heard noise from the inside.
When the door opened Dawn almost didn't recognize her aunt.
Candy had her face covered with a liquid mask to clean
the pours of her skin. Being a professional performer means
that she has her skin covered in a heavy pancake makeup that
clogs pours and ages them quickly. She had her body covered
with a gossamer dressing gown. Dawn was struck by how little
the gown hid of her body.
When she had answered the door she had been holding
the front of the gown in such a way that the folded material
concealed her vulva. The fact that her breasts were fully visible
didn't seem to bother her.
When she recognized her niece she let go of the front of
her gown and gathered her into her arms to hug her. In that
moment before she stepped too close Dawn had seen her aunt's
vulva. It was as bald as that of new born. The only difference
between her aunt's cunt and hers was that her aunt's labia hung
down much farther than her own. The hooded nub of her
clitoris even stuck out beyond the labia.
Candy gathered her into her arms and gave her one of the
phantom kisses used by show business people to avoid
disturbing their make up. Dawn could smell her aunt's perfume
and stale cigarette smoke on her body and clothing.
When Dawn turned to motion to her friend that it was the
right place and that she should join her, Candy saw the girl
getting out of the car and she had a moment of modesty attack
her and she tried to hide her nakedness again.
"I better get some more clothes on before you friend
think I am Satin's daughter." Candy said as she hurried back
inside the house toward her bedroom.
As she rushed into the room she disturbed the figure
sprawled on the bed. "What the hell had your panties in a knot
Sweetness?" The figure asked.
Candy whispered, "One of my niece and her friend are
here. Don't come out until I get rid of them."
The figure under the pink satin sheet stirred. "You don't
think your family would appreciate that you are a sodomite that
sucks cunt?" She said as she pulled back the sheet to reveal her
naked body. It was hard to tell her age because she had a
marvelous tan all over her body. There were no tan lines on her
waist or breasts. The sun had dried out the skin on her face
making her look much older than her true age. Candy was only
twenty-five-years old and her girlfriend was only ten-years
older than she was.
Candy had been a course line dancer for three years. It
had taken her a couple of years to break into the business. It is
a hard life, late hours and constant rehearsals and supervision of
their weight. A two pound weight gain would send them into a
purge binge or a diet of celery until they got back down to the
weight prescribed by the woman that was responsible for the
way they looked. Their hair was not that important because the
guests at the casinos never saw their real hair.
From the time they got to the dressing rooms their hair
was stuffed into nylon skull caps and fake wigs were on their
heads until they changed them for the last show. Candy's hair
still looked like Dawn-Etta's.
Candy's house guest was still a headliner in the review
but her days were numbered. She was showing the rigger of
makeup, harsh lights, long hours, drinking too much and a life
style that aged her far beyond her years.
Her stage name was Passion. In life she was from the
bible-belt and her name was really Leta-Jane Pyate. The harsh
treatment of her hair had almost made her bald and she hide it
by having it cut as short as a Marine Coups Private's. She had
not been endowed with large breasts and she had undergone
three breast enlargements until her breasts were as large as
Mammy Van Doran's.
Passion had even had her clit pierced so that she could
hang jewelry from it to increase her jaded sexual stimulation.
No one would ever see the jewelry when she was on stage.
She had her fill of Romeos and gangsters that get off on a
trophy girlfriend. Her nose had been broken a couple of times
and her jaw ones. She had had to have plastic surgery to repair
the damage. At her age plastic surgery was an occupation
necessity for any woman wishing to remain a headliner as long
as they could. But having to have it done to hide a broken nose
was enough to turn her off of men.
She found that she was attracted to other women. She
had been brought out when she first got into the game by
another headliner. Now she was attracted to the sweet looking
girls like Candy.
Candy deluded herself by telling herself that she loved
Passion but she was really looking for a step up on the rung to
becoming a headliner herself. She started out sucking pussy to
get ahead and became addicted to the thrill she got out of
making a woman so horny that they would say or do just about
anything to get off. She felt so powerful when she sat on
Passions face and made her lick her asshole and beg to have her
pee in her mouth.
Right now Candy didn't want her niece and her friend
going home and telling the neighbors just how far she had
traveled down the sinner's path. She made Passion promise to
stay in the room until she got rid of the girls.
She was saying all of this as she put on more
conservative clothes. Of course her low rise jeans and blouse
would still seem very racy to the teenagers.
They had entered the parlor of the house and felt the
coolness from the air-conditioner in the room where the wood
details of the room had darkened with age. No attempt had ever
been made to hide the natural distress marks in the wood. The
girls didn't feel comfortable enough to just sit down without
being invited. They just stood around looking at the walls.
The pictures on the wall were of Los Vegas dancers in
costume flanking celebrities. The girls had no idea who the
women were but they did recognize people like Frank Sinatra
and Wayne Newton. Dawn was not sure that one woman that
was in a lot of them was actually her aunt. The pink hair and
headdresses and heavy makeup hid the natural beauty of her
aunt.
As Candy returned they all turned to face her. They had
seen her enough to know who she was but when she had come
home she did dress more like a Mormon. The way she looked
now intrigued them. After all they had come to find out what it
was like to walk on the wild side. What better place to find out
what that was like than sin city, Los Vegas!!!!!!
Prostitution is illegal in Los Vegas but hookers are
everywhere. You can see ugly drug addict's walking the streets
in the old part of town to flashy looking women that work the
best hotels. For the high rollers all they need to do is pick up
the phone and talk to the concierge and he or she can be
provided any kind of girl or boy they want. If color of hair is
important a wig can fool most customers.
The girls were telling Candy in excited tones that they
wanted to see it all. Candy told them that she worked from
8:00 pm to 2:00 am four or five nights a week and had to
practice from 4:00 pm to show time almost every day. They
had arrived right in the middle of the time she normally slept.
She assured them that she would be happy to show them
around after hours because Las Vegas never sleeps and because
most weekend visitors would leave by Monday she was off on
Mondays and Tuesdays.
As she talked she wondered just how she was going to
get her roommate out of the house and keep her away from the
girls while they were in town.
She excused herself to put on her makeup long enough to
talk to Passion. While she was putting on makeup she pleaded
with Passion to leave while she was out taking the girls on a trip
around town to show them where everything is. She planned
on getting them something to eat and bring them home before
she had to report for rehearsals.
Passion felt a little put upon having to interrupt her
getting a little pussy but agreed. She wondered what the girls
looked like though. She wanted to see them. She was putting
on some clothes as they talked. She was figuring out who she
could shack up with for the duration.
When Candy headed back to the parlor Passion slipped
out and peeked into the parlor to see the girls. The two of them
were facing her. They could not see her through the old
wooden shutters separating the parlor from the rest of the
house. She was amazed how much one of them looked like
Candy and the other was a strikingly lovely dark Indian. Both
of them were so innocent looking she was turned on by the
thought of seducing such sweet young things.
She stayed hidden until the three of them piled into the
car and drove back towards town. Then Passion made a phone
call to another showgirl that she knew would welcome her
lovemaking and after a short conversation she packed up some
of her stuff and tossed her bag into her Mercedes and turned on
the air as she drove to the girl's home.
Candy drove the girls through the strip and showed them
the new hotels before taking them back to the old part of town.
The old casinos had turned the old east west strip into a covered
mall that they could walk from one casino to the next. She
assured them that later in the evening they could see the other
casinos.
The smell of cigarette smoke and the sound of
mechanical machines and the clink of coins dropping into metal
pans filled their heads. The girls had dressed in jeans and sport
shirts that they would have used while camping so they didn't
draw that much attention.
They found it so strange the way the tourist dressed. Fat
middle aged men in Hawaiian print shirt over baggy short
showing off their skinny white legs were being pulled around
by equally fat women.
These women had such fat behinds they looked like
plastic wobble toys that you can't knock over. Of course they
were supported with leg so loaded with cellulite that they
looked like they were acne scared. They had on tops that
hardly covered their double D or F breasts. Their hair was dyed
a variety of colors. These self diluted women still thought they
were as sexy as they were when they were school girls.
Others looked like comic cowboys with sequined shirts
and fringed western cut jackets and cowboy boots. These
drugstore cowboys were never taught by their mothers to
remove their hats indoors.
Candy took the girls home before she had to get to
rehearsals. She showed the girls where everything was and
jumped into her own car and headed back to the strip.
The rehearsal room was in the basement. They went over
dance steps and were reminded about past mistakes and of
coursed they were checked for weight gains. While she was
working the girls back at the house were snooping.
The girls found not only her makeup, they found her sex
toys. They may not have understood what everything was used
for but they knew what a dildo was made to replace.
Dawn was the one that found the photo album Candy
would have never wanted the girls to find. The first few albums
were just pictures of Candy and other girls rehearsing in a
variety of practice clothes. There were plenty of shots of them
clowning around. There were a number of them performing on
stage too. Then there were glamour photos with her in a more
natural appearance.
The album that was so shocking to the girls was an album
full of pictures of Candy with a number of older women. They
were attractive women but looked a little plastic like a Barbie
dolls. The first few pictures were just clowning around type but
soon they were losing clothes. When they got to pictures of
them having sex the girls wondered out load who was taking
the pictures.
They were speculating if they could every do those kinds
of things in front of other people. They all thought the kissing
would be fun and even thought they could kiss other girls
breasts but they all laughingly clamed they could never kiss
another girls vagina.
They saw pictures of Candy and the other women
inserting dildos into each other's vaginas using her hands to
hold onto the tool. Then there were pictures of them with the
dildos attached around their waist with straps. There were
pictures of them fucking each other and even some with the tool
being used to fuck the other's anus.
That led to them speculating if the pictures were faked.
They could not believe that the dildo could even fit in a
woman's rectum. They found out from the pictures how the
vibrators and beads on strings were used. They could not
believe how many toys there were and how they could be used.
They started playing around nervously with each other.
Dawn found a vibrator and turned it on and held it to Gail's
clothed breast. The girl shyly tried to fend off the assault but
she found it very stimulating. In her effort to defend herself she
grabbed Dawn's breast. She did it rather hard but Dawn found
it exciting too.
Gail took Dawn's lead and started assaulting her in a like
manner. She was stronger and soon had over powered her and
stripped her of her blouse and bra. She had never seen her
naked breasts before. She had no idea that her areolas were
different from others. She had never seen such pink nipples
before. She took a nipple in her mouth and started sucking on
it.
Dawn watched as her girlfriend nurse at her tit. Suddenly
she had a strong desire to take her friend's jeans off and see if
she could insert the dildo into her vagina. Gail was
apprehensive but offered no resistance as her jeans and panties
were removed.
When Dawn tried to insert the tool she found that
something was resisting her effort to insert it. When she
exerted more pressure her friend suddenly felt a pain she had
never felt before and she curled up into a prenatal position and
cried out.
Dawn feared she had hurt her friend and pulled to dildo
out quickly. There was a small trace of blood on the rubber
tool. Dawn was sure she had damaged her friend and they
cleaned up the toys and tried to place everything back in its
proper place. They got dressed and turned on the TV and tried
to make believe nothing had happened.
They were sleepy by the early morning hour that Candy
got home. They got their sleeping bags out of the car and
settled down for the night. Dawn was still frightened that she
had hurt her friend.
In her guilt she followed Candy into her bedroom and
confessed what they had found and done while Gail was
settling down on the parlor floor and going to sleep. She asked
if she had permanently damaged Gail. Candy told her that she
had just torn her hymen. Without inspecting it she could not
tell if she had opened the passage. But she had not damaged
her physically more than to take her virginity.
She asked her niece, "Did you use any lubricant before
trying to insert the dildo?"
Dawn was struck by the name of the male penis replica.
"No. Was I supposed to put something on it?"
Candy smiled to herself. "It would have been easer on
her if you had."
Candy retrieved her toy box and inspected everything.
They still had the smell of soap on them. She also retrieved a
tube of KY from her medicine cabinet and returned to the
bedroom. She asked, "Dawn-Etta would you like to find out
what it is like to have sex? I can show you the things two
women can do for one another but you must promise never to
tell anyone back home."
Dawn looked at the dildo and although she feared getting
hurt had to admit she was curious. "I promise not to tell if you
show me."
Candy helped undress her niece item by item. She
enjoyed seeing and touching the body of this maturing teenager.
Dawn was also getting a thrill out of the touch of her aunt.
Knowing that she was being exposed for the purpose of
arousing another woman made her feel all grown up in a new
way.
When she was totally naked Candy undressed herself in
front of her niece. Dawn saw that her aunt had an even, all over
tan. She wondered where she exposed her body to the sun. She
wondered if she did that in front of other people.
She placed her hand on the skin wondering if the color
would rub off. The flesh was firm and smooth and she love the
way it made her feel. When she withdrew her fingers she
looked at the tips and found nothing on them.
Candy smiled and took her move as consent for her to
feel Dawn's breast. She cupped one and hefted the orb and
found it to be delightfully pliable at the same time just firm
enough to hold their natural conical shape. When she flipped
the nipple Dawn felt a thrill rush through her body like nothing
she had ever felt.
Candy gently lifted her niece up and placed her on the
bed and lifted her legs up, like you would a baby to change a
diaper, while she placed a towel under her behind. Then she
leaned over her body to kiss her on the mouth like she would a
lover.
Candy rubbed her breasts against those of hers and slid
them down the smooth body on her way to inspect the girl's
crotch. Dawn had never shaved her vulva but the blonde hairs
were nothing more the wisps of white strands that hardly caught
the light from the bed stand lamp. She could barely feel them
as her breasts past over them.
She spread dawn's legs gently and got down so that she
could inspect her vagina. She spread her labia wide and looked
in to her canal at the same time she took note of how small the
clit was. It was hardly more that a nub. She needed more light
to see into the canal. She had a small flashlight in the night
stand she kept there in case of a power outage. She put the
barrel into her mouth and aimed the light beam into the
opening. She noted that the girl's urethra was leaking a little
urine. She could not miss the fact that her hymen was in tact
but now that Dawn was menstruating the blood was passing
through ragged holes in the membrane.
Candy was calculating how much pressure it would take
to tear a hole through the hymen. She figured the easiest way
was to put some KY on her finger and stab her in one quick
motion. She flipped the cap on the plastic tube and squeezed a
few drops on her right index finger. She closed the cap and
placed the tube on the floor. Then she dropped the flash light
on the floor and leaned over Dawn's body so that she could kiss
her again as she shoved her finger as deeply into Dawn's pussy
as possible. "This will hurt a little darling but it won't last
long."
The cry of pain was muffled my Candy's mouth. Her
reflex caused her to bite her aunt's tongue. It was quick and it
hurt but Dawn did not draw blood. On the other hand when
Candy checked her finger it had traces of blood on it albeit thin
runny blood. She knew that lymph was mixing with the blood.
She moved back down the bed so that she could lick up
the traces of blood with her tongue. Dawn could not believe
that her aunt would want to do that to her. But the result was
that she forgot about the pain and she found the invasion of the
tongue was thrilling. It took a while because she resisted the
unfamiliar response. She was on the edge of a climax so long
she thought she would die. Then by accident Candy's nose
came in contact with the little clit when she shoved her face
tighter against her Dawn's pelvic bone in an attempt to get her
tongue even deeper into the cunt. Dawn cried out as she
climaxed. The noise did not wake up her friend but she stirred
in her sleep. After all she was sleeping on a floor that caused
pressure points that made her restless even if it did not wake her
up.
It took Dawn awhile to recover. She was sweating as
much from the physical exercise as from the Nevada heat. She
felt a new attachment to her aunt and wanted to hold her. She
thought Candy was the most beautiful woman she had ever
seen. No Pop Star had ever looked so good.
She was feeling her aunt's breasts lovingly. Candy asked
"Are you ready?"
Dawn asked, "For what?"
Candy sat up and retrieved her dildo the tube of KY and
a harness. She inserted the dildo into the harness and coated the
shaft very carefully with plenty of lubricant before strapping the
thing to her hips.
She positioned herself to execute the traditional
missionary thrust. Dawn lay there wide eyed and full of
thrilling expectation as her aunt guided the tool into the cunt
and thrust her hips foreword in one even thrust.
Dawn sucked in a gasp of air as the pain of stretching her
virgin cunt took place. She didn't know if she could stand it or
not. Candy started fucking her slowly and it only took a few
minutes before Dawn began feeling the same thrill she had from
her aunt's tongue but it was even deeper and very rewarding.
By the time Candy was pounding her hips into the girl Dawn
was responding to every thrust with an equal thrust of her own
hips. She climaxed quicker this time and it left her breathless.
Candy rolled off of her and lay on her back catching her
own breath. Her body was covered in sweat and with every
breath the dildo shook like a flower in a breeze.
Dawn was consumed with a desire to find out what sex
with another woman would be like. She started kissing her aunt
on the mouth as she felt up her breasts. She rolled on top of her
and the dildo was between her legs as she rubbed her breasts
against her aunt's breasts. She even enjoyed the feeling of the
stiff rubber cock as her weight bent it down and she moved
down Candy's body so that she could suck on her tits.
Once she slid further down she had to move the dildo
aside in order to look at her aunt's naked vulva. She shaved so
often that there was not even a bump of a hair follicle
detectable. Dawn wondered if she would ever have labia like
her aunt's even if she didn't know what the skin was. She
knew from school what the clit was but she had no idea that a
woman could have one as large as her aunt's. She opened her
mouth and sucked the stiff flesh into her lips. It was as slick as
butter on a knife. It felt like the inside of her aunt's mouth and
not as rough as her tongue. She sucked on her aunt's clit so
long that Candy gave in to a delicious orgasm. The two women
were so tired after that that they fell asleep in each other's arms.
In the morning the Gail woke up early both from habit
and the fact that by now the floor was feeling like it was made
of steel. She headed for the bathroom to relieve her bladder.
After which she went looking for Dawn. She opened Candy's
bedroom door and saw them intertwined. The only way she
could tell which arm and leg belonged to who was that Candy's
limbs were darker than Dawn's.
She was shocked to see them in such an embrace. She
closed the door and went looking for the kitchen. She was too
hungry to quibble about being so bold as to use the kitchen
without permission. She made breakfast for herself and noted
that Candy had a coffee maker on the counter, not very
Mormon like. She debated with herself about what she had
seen and if she should leave or not. Gail admitted to herself
that she thought what she had seen was very sexy.
Candy and Dawn were still in deep sleep when there was
a knock on the front door. Gail answered the door and saw a
woman standing there. The women had taken great pains to
make herself look as presentable as possible. But to the
conservative teenaged Saint she looked like a painted woman.
As Passion introduced herself it took Gail a moment to
recognize her as one of the women in the photo album making
love to Candy. She blushed when she recognized her.
Gail told her, "Candy is still asleep."
Passion said, "I'm sorry I forgot she was working last
night."
Passion knew very well that Candy would be sound a
sleep until later in the afternoon.
"I was told that her niece and a friend were visiting and
was thinking that I could help entertain them. You must be the
friend. My name is Passion."
Gail stuck out her hand and shook hands with her and
said, "My name is Gail."
Passion gushed, "Aren't you a lovely looking Indian
girl."
Gail blushed as she stepped back to allow the woman to
enter the parlor. "I am a Ute."
Passion moved close to the girl and made sure that she
sat down next to her on the couch her perfumed body sitting
thigh to thigh with the young teenage.
Gail was star struck. She found it hard to talk to such a
worldly woman. She had pictures in her mind of her naked and
doing all kinds of sexual things to Candy. She was so
distracted that she missed what the woman was asking her.
"Pardon me. What did you just ask?"
Passion asked again, "Where are you girls from?"
Gail said, "We are from St. George, Utah."
Passion was trying to draw the girl into a prolonged
conversation in hopes of making her more comfortable. At
every opportunity she would touch Gail's body as she spoke.
She wanted to make Gail relax so that she could seduce her.
Gail felt uncomfortable as the woman touched her body
but didn't try to move. As she told the woman about school,
church and work she became accustom to the feel of the
woman's hand on her flesh.
When Passion put her arm around her shoulders and
hugged her warmly Gail felt a sexual thrill as she thought about
the photos in the album. At one point Gail told her how pretty
she thought she was. Passion placed her fingers under Gail's
chin and turned Gail's head towards her and kissed her on the
mouth.
Gail felt the slick feeling of the woman's lipstick and
opened her mouth when she felt the woman's tongue parting
her lips. When the woman sucked her tongue into her mouth
Gail let out a moan.
Passion felt totally in control and being the exhibitionist
that she was she stood up and performed one of her striptease to
the sound of music she heard in her head. "See anything you
like Gail dear?"
Gail had never seen a real striptease and could not
believe how seductive Passion was as she removed her clothes.
When she revealed her breasts Gail had no idea that they were
breast implants. She just thought they were the largest and
most perfectly shaped things she had ever seen. "You are so
beautiful miss."
By the time Passion had removed all of her clothes Gail
was thinking that she wanted to be a performer and look like
Passion. When she saw Passion's naked vulva she could not
believe the sight before her. She could not believe that a
woman would have a hole punched through the skin down there
and hang a large ear ring from it. Her mother would not even
let her have her ears pierced.
As the dance came to an end she moved close to Gail and
placed her free hand on one of Gail's breasts. She thrilled at the
feeling of the youthful mound. She squeezed it gently and
lovingly. When the girl didn't resist she unbuttoned the shirt
and placed her hand on the girl's bra covered breast. Rather
than fumbling with trying to reach behind the girl's back to
unhook the bra she simply pulled the fabric up and over the
mound. She cupped the flesh again and toyed with the nipple
with her index finger as she stared into the eyes of this
enthralled young girl. When she felt Gail relax as she surrender
to the woman's advances she sat back to get a good look at the
girl's young breast.
The skin had an even hue and the areolas were large
brown ovals on the crest of the breasts and the nipples were
pointing at her as if pleading to be played with or sucked on.
When Gail turned to look into Passion's eyes a hand full of
black hair fell from her shoulder and covered her right breast.
Passion could not resist bending over and taking the left
nipple into her mouth and sucking on it. Gail had no idea that
the beautiful hair was a wig and she ran her fingers through it as
the woman sucked even harder on her tit.
Passion pulled the shirt off of Gail's shoulders and
unhooked the bra. She pulled the straps down her arms and
freed the girl's breasts. Then she kissed the girl on the mouth
again.
As she kissed Gail she fumbled with the silver belt
buckle until she had managed to unhook the belt. Then she
tugged on the button at the top of the jeans. When she pulled
the zipper down Passion slid to the floor and positioned herself
between Gail's legs so that she could reach up the back side of
Gail's butt and pull the jeans down.
Gail had to lift her butt off of the coach enough for
Passion to pull the jeans down past her knees before sitting
back down. Passion went about removing the girl's tennis
shoes and jeans. She removed the white sweat socks and
thrilled at the perfect feet. The toes were not misshapen from
being forced into to tight high healed pumps.
Passion sat back and took in the sight of Ute Indian and
marveled at the beauty of the girl. The legs had the shape of a
long distance runner. The white panties looked even whiter
against the dark skin. They were thick but just above the
double thickness of the crotch she could see the dark hint of
pubic hair.
She ran the palm of her hand over the warm, moist crotch
before reaching for the waistband of the panties. Gail lifted her
butt up one more time as her panties were removed. She even
lifted one leg at a time as the panties were pulled past her feet.
The dark pubic hair was mostly straight but some hairs were
bent from being bent as the panties were pulled up a short time
ago.
Passion could not resist crouching over the girl and
putting her face so close to the crotch of the girl that she could
not only smell the cunt but she could feel its heat. Gail still had
her hands on the back of Passion's head and she pulled on her
head until the woman kissed her willing pussy.
Gail may not have ever had oral sex performed on her
before but she found that she loved the feelings it produced in
her. Passion used all of her sexual skills on the girl to please
her. She sucked on the dark brown clitoris for all she was
worth. When she stuck her tongue into the girl's cunt she was
shocked to find that the girl's hymen was in tact.
Passion could not even remember the last time she had
deflowered a virgin. She had to sit back and ask, "Gail honey,
do you want me to take your flower?"
Gail was so horny she could not stand the thought of not
getting off. "Please...Please...Please don't stop making me
feel this way."
Passion took that as permission to do what ever she
wanted and she stuck her finger in her mouth to get it wet and
then she moved close to the girl hovered over her. She was
stood up so that she could kiss the girl on the mouth again as
she pressed her body against the girl while she placed her hand
between her legs and poised her index finger in the opening of
the girl's cunt. Then as she pressed her own crotch against the
back of her hand she thrust her hips forward and drove her stiff
finger into the girl's cunt.
The shock of the hymen being ripped loose from the wall
of Gail's canal opening caused her to cry out in pain. Tears
filled her eyes and clouded her vision as Passion finger fucked
her until the pain passed and she climaxed on Passion's hand.
They were so engrossed in their love making that neither
had noticed that Dawn and Candy had slipped on robes to check
out the noise and entered the room, just in time to see Gail
twisting and quivering in the grip of her orgasm.
The view that Dawn and Candy had was a Kodak
moment. Gail was sprawled out on the couch hanging on to the
edge of the cushions, legs spread, heels pressed against the
floor, head back breathing hard. Passion had her back to them.
She was bent over the girl and they could see her asshole and
vulva. The ear ring was swinging between her legs as she
pumped her hand into the girl's cunt. Her mammoth tits were
swinging wildly too. Candy was holding Dawn's hand and she
led her forward before she spoke.
"I though I told you to stay away as long as the girls were
here bitch." Candy said.
Before Passion could turn around and say anything
Candy stuck her finger into Passion's asshole. Passion tried to
stand up but Candy pushed hard driving her back down on top
of Gail. With her finger still in her ass Candy reached around
and grabbed one of her tits and pulled her upright.
She pulled her away from the girl and rested her chin on
her shoulder as she whispered, "What am I going to do with
you? I can't leave you alone with fresh girls without you
getting you hands on them."
Dawn moved in and knelt between Gail's legs to inspect
her friend's pussy. She saw the telltale traces of blood and
knew that her best friend had lost her virginity only hours after
she had lost hers. She remembered her aunt lapping it up and
wondered what it would taste like.
She stuck her tongue into the hole and licked up the
blood. Gail opened her eyes as saw the platinum hair of her
best friend and placed her hands on the back of her head as she
friend continued to lap at her friend's dark cunt.
The two women stood there watching the girls until they
were so honey they had to get in on the action. They sat on
either side of Gail and Candy started kissing her while Passion
started kissing Dawn after she managed to pry Dawn away
from the wet cunt of her close friend.
The girls were excited to find out if the other showgirls
were as sexual as Candy and Passion. And over the course of
the week they went from one party to another. They managed
to hang out around pools long enough to get a tan that would
show they had been outdoors all week.
When Candy and Passion had to go back to work Gail
and Dawn went along with them. They were excited by the
sights and smells of the dressing room. Parts of feathered
costumes were all over the place and gossamer like fabric added
a riot of color. The girls in the show had no modesty at all.
They paraded around practically naked all of the time.
The out of towners watched as the showgirls covered up
scars and tattoos with heavy makeup. The place smelled like a
mix of a perfume factory and a car body paint shop. It was a
symphony of mass confusion. It was amazing that they could
get changed at all. There were a few women helping dress
them. As they put a part of a costume on one girl another girl
would be in place to have a part of her costume added. When
they all trooped off to be on stage the dressing room would
have a moment of silence before the dressers and makeup
artiest would start getting ready for the next number. Then the
girls would rush back stage the madness would start all over
again.
All of the girls knew that Passion was strictly a lesbian
and Candy was her current girlfriend so they assumed that the
two young girls were new meat and fair game. Any time they
past the two girls and they felt like it they would cop a feel.
It shocked both Dawn and Gail how many of the
showgirls felt them up. Their ass and tits had been pinched so
much that they were tinder and it was making them horny.
As long as they managed to stay out of the way the stage
director didn't mind them being around. She was even sizing
them up. Dawn looked so much like her aunt she was thinking
about what a nice addition she would make to the line. Gail
would make a great addition for numbers where they wanted an
Indian costume. She was thinking she could be used in Arabian
and Latin type numbers too.
When the night was coming to an end she pulled Candy,
Passion, Dawn and Gail aside and told them of her idea. Candy
said that she didn't think that the girls were ready for that yet.
They were too young and needed more dance classes before
thinking about becoming showgirls. They did talk about it and
it was agreed that if the two girls took dance classes for a
couple of years they could come back and tryout.
It was a whirlwind of exciting things to do and see. They
saw shows from back stage in most of the casinos along the
strip. They went to parties where showgirls mixed and
mingled. Some were straight bur most were willing to swing
both ways.
Dawn and Gail were amazed at how many propositions
they got at these parties. Candy and Passion were like
protective mothers keeping the girls away from women they
knew to be to kinky. They had to warn the girls that some gals
were a little too rough. They had to explain that some of the
old dykes like to hurt young girls too much.
Now and then Dawn and Gail would find themselves
someplace a little private at a party and one or two showgirls
would make love to them. It was like the race back stage as the
girls sucked their pussies in an attempt to get them to climax as
quickly as possible. At any one party they might have as many
as five or six sexual encounters at the hands of different
women.
During the days they attended pool parties where women
were running around naked and feeling each other up while
they talked to each other. Just during an introduction to a new
woman they were as likely to have the woman cup their crotch
as shake their hand. When they were in the water women
would come up behind them and grind their cunts into their
butts while reaching around to play with their tits. The two
teenagers were on a dizzying whirlwind ride that made home in
Utah seem worlds away.
They were partying until they would crash and sleep for a
few hours only to waken to find a new woman's mouth on their
pussy. When Dawn and Gail were alone they were discussing
that it was going to take a week just to get enough sleep.
As the week was coming to an end they agreed that they
needed to get away not only to rest but to use their camping
gear enough to make it look like that had been camping for a
week. Passion and Candy could not get away on any other days
than Mondays and Tuesdays. So the girls figured they would
just drive back north and find a place near the Colorado River
that they could get access too. They found out from some
locals how to find a quiet place on the north shore of Lake
Mead and they set up camp.
For two days they cooked out and rested. They slept a lot
and talked about their future. They agreed that for the next two
years they would take every dance class possible. They horsed
around playing in the water and took turns sleeping together in
each others sleeping bag so that they would need to be washed
when they got home.
By the time they were ready to head home their gear
looked like it had been used for a month. The packed up their
gear, said a tearful good bye to their new friends, and headed
home. They talked constantly about how much fun they had
had and how they were going to find ways to do it again as
soon as possible.
When they got hone their families could not help noticing
how close Dawn and Gail had become. They were together
most of the time. They spent as much time at each others home
as their own. When it came time to register for school they did
take as many dance classes as possible to the consternation of
their families.
How could they expect to get into BYU with out proper
academic classes? They could not tell their families they no
longer had that desire to go to BYU or marry and have babies
until they were old beyond their years.
When they graduated from school they went down to Las
Vegas and tried out for the same review as Candy and Passion
and made it. Both families were shocked when they came
home and announced that they were going to work in Las
Vegas. Their mothers whined that their daughters were lost and
would be excommunicated from the family of Saints.
Dawn and Gail said, "So be it." as they packed up and
boarded the bus to Las Vegas."
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