Date: Fri, 18 Sep 2009 02:54:38 -0700
From: Star Stevenson <starsapphire_34@hotmail.com>
Subject: Pyrotechnics 2: When Jackie Met Cheryl Chapt 1   Lesbian Adult/Youth

PYROTECHNICS 2: When Cheryl Met Jackie


by StarSapphire


Copyright 2009. All rights reserved.


It is not necessary to read the original Pyrotechnics story that I posted
some time ago to enjoy this one. I have included a brief synopsis of it in
the story and, of course, I do recommend you read it anyway!


Jackie and I had been casual friends for several years and, while we were
both lesbians, we had never been lovers. Not that there was anything wrong
with her. She was taller than me, had a trim body she kept in shape, and
had these really sexy blue eyes that went well with her long straight blond
hair. We just had never considered ourselves as potential relationship
material. We were generally pretty candid with each other though,
especially around sexual matters, and I enjoyed our times together,
infrequent as they were.


At the time I was 28 and, unknown to Jackie, having a passionate affair
with a twelve year old girl that I desperately needed to keep secret. We'd
met in the park near my office where I ate lunch most days. We first became
friends then gradually grew closer together over time. I ended up being her
primary babysitter as her mother worked nights as a bartender. She was also
alcoholic and more than a little neglectful. The maternal side of my nature
rose to the occasion along with my libido. Young Cheryl, aside from being a
knock out, was a bright, lively and very sensual young lady and we
consummated our relationship that summer following a spectacular fireworks
display I'd taken her to. The pyrotechnics continued into the wee hours of
the morning!


Jackie knew I was babysitting Cheryl but not about our relationship. It
therefore came as a surprise when we were having coffee one morning when
she told me how attractive she thought Cheryl was.


"I mean for twelve she is certainly hot!" Jackie exclaimed.


"Why Jackie, I didn't know you were into younger women," I laughed a little
nervously. Jackie was about a year older than me.


"Neither did I. Not till I saw Cheryl," Jackie said. "I mean this is
embarrassing, admitting I have the hots for a twelve year old school girl!"
I laughed to myself, if only she knew. Well at least she had good taste!


"She is attractive," I said trying to sound as neutral as I could. "And I'm
sure Cheryl would be very flattered to know you said that."


"About having the hots for her? My God," Jackie gasped. "You're not going
to tell her that are you?"


"Of course not," I laughed. "Just the part about being so attractive," I
lied. Of course I was going to tell Cheryl that Jackie had the hots for
her. She'd be delighted I was sure. Cheryl craved that kind of approval and
I wouldn't deny her the knowledge of Jackie's feelings. I had no intention
of taking matters any further of course, other than to enjoy the vicarious
thrill I got from Jackie's excitement over Cheryl and to savour Cheryl's
reaction when I told her.


Jackie and I continued our conversation leaving Cheryl aside for the moment
but she brought up the subject of liking young girls once again. This time
she told me about her first sexual experience at 13 with a neighbour lady
that had me quite moist by the end of the telling. It seems the woman had
hired Jackie to do some yard work one summer after which she proceeded with
a rather prolonged seduction that had Jackie climbing the walls before she
finally made her move and administered the coup de grace as it were. She
had completely sexualized young Jackie and taught her all the positions and
protocols of lesbian sex, along with a few other things not usually found
in sex ed books. When the yard work was done for the summer the grounds had
become immaculate after repeated visits by Jackie, whose mother couldn't
get over how industrious young Jackie had suddenly become in tending to her
neighbour's yard!


Jackie's conclusion surprised me yet again. "I think maybe I want to give a
girl that age all the pleasure and knowledge that I got that summer. You
know, like giving back, sort of."


Well there was a new twist. While I had accepted the fact that I liked
having sex with young girls I'd never quite managed to rationalize it as an
act of service before, as something worthy of saintly praise! Oh well, if
it helps you make it through the night Jackie, who am I to say different?
We soon parted and set up another coffee date for the next weekend.


That evening Cheryl was doing a sleep over at my place as she usually
did. Her mom worked quite late on weekends and these became precious times
for us to be together. Her mother certainly didn't mind me taking her for
the whole weekend which gave her ample time to sleep, work, and drink
without the hindrance of a daughter to look after. Out of misery comes joy!


When Cheryl arrived in the afternoon I told her about my conversation with
Jackie. She was at first amused but then began thinking. Uh oh, I thought,
what's happening here? I looked at her delectable form, her thick brown
hair, slim figure, 5'1" tall with just the hint of breasts, then admired
her trim coltish legs bare to my gaze by virtue of the short shorts she
wore. Even though I knew intimately what lay beneath this clothing I still
longed to see her naked yet again. A flash of jealousy bolted through me as
I thought of her being in the arms of my friend Jackie as I knew she was
contemplating.


"You're thinking of having sex with Jackie aren't you, you little minx?" I
confronted her but with a wry smile on my face. I wondered what she would
reply, what Jackie's yearnings might do to our relationship.


"Yes," she said matter of factly. "But right now I'd rather have sex with
you."


"Good answer kid," I said somewhat relieved. I hadn't had much experience
with the green eyed monster before and I was feeling a little
unnerved. Cheryl saw the uncertain look on my face.


"You're not jealous are you? Because if you are I'll never mention Jackie's
name again," Cheryl said earnestly, noting my woeful expression. "Besides
that must mean you really love me." Cheryl looked up at me with those big
brown eyes that always made me melt.


"Oh God, you know what? I was feeling jealous and you're right it does mean
I love you more than I realized. Oh baby, come here," I enfolded her in my
arms pressing her tightly against my body. "Yes sweetheart I love you to
bits but you don't need to stop thinking or talking about Jackie honey. I
just need some time to think things through a bit more. I admit part of me
is a little excited imagining you two together. Is that okay with you
babe?"


"Oh gosh Star yes!" Cheryl giggled. "But for right now let's keep it as our
little fantasy. And don't forget, I told you I wanted sex with you now,
remember?"


How could I forget! We headed for the bedroom for a little afternoon
delight where my desire to see young Cheryl naked was more than
fulfilled. She was equally enamoured of my body, especially my big breasts
which she instinctively headed for as soon as we lay down. Of course her
little ones held my fascinated attention and I paid them a lot more than
lip service. About her bare little puss I won't even go there. Suffice it
to say I was shaved as bald as her and we enjoyed each other's hairless
nether regions immensely. No crease, fold, crevice, or protuberance was
overlooked in our pursuit of ecstasy.


As we lay basking in the afterglow of the great sex we had just had the
subject of Jackie again came up like a looming cloud floating just
overhead. This subject would not go away peacefully. We needed to wrestle
with it a bit. I was trying to be practical on the issue and Cheryl
romantic, thus we didn't always agree.


"We are going to have to tell her about us if this is to go ahead. That's
almost a given. But just to be safe we'd tell her after you have sex with
her," I said. "That way she couldn't tell on us," That fear was ever close
to my heart.


"No Star, I told you, I want you to be there when we have sex! That'll be
just as safe and I know you want to be there," she said, hitting the nail
on the head and clinching that part of the argument. I couldn't
disagree. To see her writhing with passion in Jackie's arms was a picture
growing more vivid in my mind with each time we spoke of this. Somehow my
faith and trust in her was overcoming my insidious jealous streak and I was
becoming a willing partner to her plans.


"You just have to promise I won't lose you to that slinky blond pedophile,"
I pleaded pathetically.


Cheryl laughed. "No way! I belong totally to this brunette pedophile right
here!"


That settled, we showered and got on with our day. Of course this was all
at the level of fantasy I thought. I only half believed it really might
happen. Even as we discussed intimate details of the arrangements that
might ensue part of my mind stayed rigidly in denial that Jackie and Cheryl
would actually have sex while I watched, as much as the picture of it
turned me on and I would masturbate to the thought of it regularly all that
week. Cheryl however, had a different take on things as it turned out.


The week went by with even more discussion about Jackie until It was time
for our coffee date Saturday morning. I was unexpectedly nervous as I
approached the shop and waited for her to arrive. A few minutes later she
came in looking very attractive and willowy in a pale sun dress, large
brimmed hat, and sunglasses. Removing the latter two items she went to the
counter, grabbed her coffee and joined me. My nervousness seemed to
increase as she sat down and smiled. After exchanging pleasantries I told
her Cheryl's delight at her compliment anxious to get her reaction.


Jackie blushed. "Oh God, I'm still a little embarrassed at what I told you
last week. But the truth is I've been thinking about her a lot since we
talked. Come on, tell me! You must feel something towards her too or is it
that I'm just a perv?"


Jackie looked so upset I had to answer honestly. "Yes, I feel attracted to
her. She's definitely a fox. I just don't know if I could have been as open
about my feelings as you," I said. "So relax, you're not a pervert okay?
She's a very attractive, sensual girl and a lot of women would feel
attracted to her. At the very least I think she likes you a lot, if that
helps." Which was certainly true.


"Oh thank God! So it's not just me? Thank you Star, that's such a relief,"
she laughed and my nervousness vanished. She was still interested so maybe
I could play with her a bit, or so I thought.


"Hey, why don't you come shopping with Cheryl and me this afternoon? It'll
give you a chance to really check her out and you two can get to know each
other better," And have the living daylights teased out of you I thought,
knowing just how Cheryl would play this.


When I told Cheryl later about this arrangement true to form a wicked grin
played across her pretty little face and I knew Jackie was in for a rocky
ride. For a start Cheryl chose to wear a pair of white short shorts that
barely covered her backside, never mind what they did or didn't do to her
frontside, along with a loose fitting pale blue half-top that allowed for
some surreptitious peeks from just the right angles. The A cup bra of
course was forgotten. Added to this `ensemble terrible' was a little light
make-up and Cheryl looked smashing. Poor Jackie, I thought, she doesn't
stand a chance.


We met Jackie at the mall and Cheryl gave her a big beaming smile. The
seduction had started! She complimented Jackie on how she looked which was
returned with a jaw dropping you're welcome as she eyed Cheryl's outfit and
long carefully brushed hair. Jackie returned the praise in a quiet
understatement that belied the look of frustrated excitement her face.


Cheryl decided to walk beside Jackie and never ceased to look up at her
adoringly as we walked along looking at the shop windows. It was clear
Cheryl was mastering the art of `chatting up' as she flirted with and
teased Jackie unmercifully for the next couple of hours. Jackie would
occasionally look at me and giggle or roll her eyes in almost coquettish
glee. Needless to say we didn't buy much and instead spent quite a while in
the food fair as the two of them ogled each other and blushed a lot. I
thought it was all enormously funny even if twinges of jealousy
occasionally tormented me.


We finally parted company and each went our separate ways but not before
Cheryl had finagled me into extending a dinner invitation to Jackie for the
following evening. I was happy to oblige and more than a little intrigued
to see what would transpire, although I pretended to make a bit of a fuss
just for fun. Not to my surprise Jackie seemed inordinately pleased and
accepted immediately much to Cheryl's delight of course.


When we got home Cheryl burst into laughter. She was beside herself with
delight, the little rascal.


"Wasn't Jackie cool! She was so into it!"


"Yes she was you minx. You were almost cruel with those come-ons young
lady," I answered amused. "Careful you don't start anything you can't
finish."


"Who says I can't finish?" Cheryl replied with her wicked trade mark little
grin.


"God, I've created a monster!" I said, now wondering exactly where
everything was going. It all felt a little out of my control.


I had a bit of a restless sleep that night while Cheryl slept the sleep
that only the young can manage; instant, deep, and untroubled. Our sex had
been warm and loving and gave me great reassurance of her love, something I
didn't realize I was badly needing I guess. In fact the next morning I
awoke without a pang of jealousy when I contemplated Cheryl and Jackie
together. Indeed, I was looking forward to our dinner engagement that
evening with not a little excitement at the thought of what might happen. I
intended to talk to Cheryl about this over breakfast.


I had at last given up my denial and realized that this whole thing might
actually come together. We shall see!


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