Date: Wed, 4 Dec 2002 05:25:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Amanda Carpenter <ajc_1980@yahoo.com>
Subject: Her Older Friends, Part One

This is a story about sexual relations between women and young girls. If
these ideas offend you, please do not read.  If they don't offend you,
please prepare your personal space by obtaining the necessary tissues,
towels, vibrators, lubrication, etc.  Persons and events are sometimes
based on flights of fantasy.  Owner retains copyright.  I would enjoy
hearing from you.  - Mandy Carpenter (ajc_1980@yahoo.com)


Her Older Friends
Part One

   Julie's year so far had been great.  Starting sixth grade had been
exciting and she was having lots of fun going to the middle school with the
older kids.  Tomorrow, Christmas break would be starting and she had all
sorts of stuff planned.  As she lay in bed anticipating the joys of
vacation, her hands reached up to caress her breasts.  She was very proud
of the swelling and enjoyed feeling them.  She often stood in front of the
mirror in the bathroom, looking and pulling on them.  She could hardly wait
until they filled out like a real woman's.  At the moment all she really
had were puffy little nipples the size of tiny flat strawberries but she
loved the way they tightened up and became pointy.  Her breasts were no
more than small mounds, but they were growing every month.
   She continued fondling her breasts.  Her fingers pinched and stretched.
At the same time, she felt a tingling sensation between her legs that had
only recently begun.  She had no hair yet, and she liked to run her
fingertips up and down the soft cleft, tickling herself and causing warm
feelings throughout her body.  Tonight she spent a longer than usual amount
of time probing, rubbing, and tickling herself.  Soon she became drowsy and
fell fast asleep.
   The next morning, she rose and quickly got cleaned up and dressed.  She
wore her jeans, a white sweatshirt and her tennis shoes. After breakfast,
her mom drove her to the mall as planned.  Dropping her at the front
entrance she gave her the usual warnings and told her that she would be
picking her up at 5:00.  Julie loved the freedom of being in the mall.  No
teachers and no parents!  She waited inside the front entrance until her
friend Becky showed up and they took off, walking up and down, looking at
boys and clothes.  Becky was two years older than Julie, but they had been
friends for years.  Growing up next door to each other, the age difference
hadn't seemed to matter.  Now that Becky had moved to a different school
district, the two were always glad to spend time together.  They decided to
go to the early movie so they strolled together to the theater.
   The movie turned out to be kind of dull and since there was hardly
anyone else in the theater, the two of them sat in the back row and talked
quietly.  After the usual small talk about school, friends, and clothes,
they lapsed into a momentary silence.  Becky leaned close to Julie and
whispered, "I got something I want to tell you about."
   "What is it?"
   "Something really great happened and you're the only one I can tell it
to."
   Julie's curiosity was piqued by her friend's tone and the secrecy
involved.  "Go ahead, tell me."
   "Okay, but will you promise not to tell anyone, if I tell you?"
   "We're friends, Becky.  I can keep your secret."
   "Well, a couple of months ago this friend of mine, Jan, stayed overnight
at my house.  At night, after we'd been in bed for about half an hour, she
started talking to me about some email her sister had accidentally left
open.  She said her sister was writing about sex.  But it was sex with
other girls!"
   Becky continued whispering urgently to Julie, telling her how her friend
had read about things her sister was doing and that she though it would be
fun for them to try them. Becky had been doubtful at first, but when Jan
had become insistent and accused her of being a baby if she didn't try it,
she gave in.  The girl crawled into bed next to Becky and put her hand
underneath her underwear.  She told her that it was okay to do it with each
other but that it wasn't good to do it with boys.
   "It felt so amazing," she told Julie, "and I didn't want her to stop.
You know how it feels when you play with yourself.  Well, it's the same
thing only ten times better!"
   Julie's attention was riveted to Becky's words.  She could almost feel
what it might be like to have another girl touch her down there.
   "I wanted to tell you cause I thought you might want to try it.  Just a
little bit, you know?"
   The eleven year-old wasn't quite prepared for this.  Her mind raced, and
she was a little scared, but at the same time her whole body felt like it
was on fire.  She knew she wanted to try it, no matter how wrong it seemed.
"Okay," she said meekly.
   Becky snuggled up to her and told her she was going to like it for sure.
"Unzip your jeans, but be real quiet."
   Julie felt strange opening her pants in a public theater, but it was
dark and nobody was really close to them.  She did as the older girl told
her and sat stiffly, waiting for what would come next.
   Becky could hardly believe that the girl had opened up her pants for her
so quickly.  Jan had told her it would probably be easy, but she hadn't
expected it to be quite so simple.  Becky had told Jan about her long time
friendship with Julie and they had discussed how cool it would be if they
could include the younger girl in their games.  She leaned in closer to the
girl and put her hand in her lap.  She searched for the opening in her
pants and then found the elastic of the girl's underpants.  She slid her
fingers under the soft cotton.  Julie's skin was wonderfully smooth and as
she eased her hand deeper, the girl slid down in her seat a little and
spread her legs slightly.  She reached the top of the girl's cleft and felt
around a little.  She had no hair.  Becky loved that and she knew Jan
would, too.  She took her time, tickling all over the girl's pubic area
before actually touching inside.  Gradually, she worked her fingers into
the small space between the labia.  It was very dry and she had to be
careful.  Rather than rubbing the girl, she made little probing movements,
touching her delicately.
   The little touches caused Julie to quiver all over.  It was just like
Becky said, ten times better than touching herself.  It was bliss.  She lay
back in the seat and let the older girl do it to her.  She started
squirming, moving her hips around in order to press herself harder against
Becky's fingers.
   "Just a minute," Becky whispered, "this will make it feel lots better."
She quickly took her hand from the girl's pants and leaned over her lap,
spitting on her fingers several times.  She slipped her hand back in and
Julie gasped as the slippery fingers worked themselves against the
sensitive flesh.  She had never imagined anything could feel this good.
Her breathing became rapid and she was making small panting sounds.
   Becky knew how she felt.  She remembered what it had been like for her.
She twisted around in front of her friend and placed a kiss on her lips.
She continued caressing her and kissed her again.  This time she stuck the
tip of her tongue against Julie's lips, licking sideways.  She was
beginning to become quite aroused from the seduction of her young friend.
Julie was breathing noisily through her nose, and finally opened her mouth,
gasping for air.  Becky stabbed her tongue into the girl's open mouth,
rubbing against the younger girl's teeth and tongue.  She moved her lips
around Julie's face, kissing her all over.  She was now very heated and was
enjoying the feel of this young girl's body.  She continued to stroke her
genitals, feeling a little bit of the girl's own moisture mixing with the
spit, making it easier for her to finger her.  Unfortunately, she knew they
would soon have to stop.  She reluctantly withdrew her hand and held Julie
around the neck, kissing her and whispering in her ear.
   "Did you like it?"
   Julie couldn't give a coherent answer and mumbled, "Ummmm."
   Becky was feeling the power of conquest.  She knew her friend would want
more and more and would be a willing participant in whatever games she
wanted to play with her.  "You're going to ask your mom if you can come
over to my house Friday and stay the night."
   "Ohhh... "  Julie was overwhelmed.  She wanted more than anything to be
with Becky at her house.  "Yesss..."
   After they left the theater, nothing was said about what happened.  They
stayed in the mall and did what two normal girls would do.  Several times,
however, Becky touched the back of Julie's neck, her shoulders, or her arms
in a way that made the younger girl shiver.  As she looked at Becky, she
saw something she'd never seen before.  Her dark curly hair, and full,
sensual figure were very attractive.  She realized that Becky was far more
developed than she was and she watched her friend's breasts bounce and sway
as they walked.  She wondered what they felt like.  At 5:00, they made last
minute plans for the "sleep over" and parted.