Date: Mon, 13 Jun 2005 17:35:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Manda None <mandagl@yahoo.com>
Subject: She's Just a Child

Disclaimer:
	This story describes pedosexual encounters. The girl in this story
is quite young and the woman much older. The encounters are consensual, as
all sex should be. If this type of thing disturbs you then read no further.


She's Just a Child
by Amanda mandagl@yahoo.com


	I watched my girlfriend walk down the driveway to her car. She
wiped tears out of her eyes, pausing to look back at me before throwing the
car door open and sliding in to the driver's seat.
	`She's just a child!' I heard her voice screaming in my head as she
pulled out of the drive. It was all Jenny had been able to say.
	"Mandy?" Sarah's little voice shocked me back into the world. "Is
Jenny going to ever come back?"
	"I don't think so." I answered. Tears welled in Sarah's blue eyes
and spilled on to her cheeks. I knelt in front of her, tugging at her night
shirt, pulling her closer to me. I kissed her bottom lip and brushed the
tears from her cheeks. I wanted to cry too, I love Jenny. Not like Sarah,
but as much as I ever could love a woman.  I didn't want to be strong. I
let my tears go and pulled Sarah against my body hugging her tightly.
	Oh Sarah... She is the one part of my life that makes sense and our
story is the craziest thing I've ever heard. Sarah had just turned nine the
week before. I had known her for around three years. Ever since her parents
had moved in to the house next door. Mark and Josi. They were good people,
I liked them a lot and had them over to my house often.
	So I guess I should start at the beginning. Three years before that
night, the night I broke Jenny's heart, Sarah's family moved in next
door. A couple of days after the moving vans left, a knock at my door
disturbed an afternoon movie with Jenny, laying on the couch and rubbing
one another's feet. I opened the door to Sarah's lovely little face staring
up at me. She asked if I had any children. She said children, not
kids. That caught my attention. I don't and told her so. She was
disappointed, but managed to smile and shrug before skipping away.
	I would not see her again for a long time. Well, no more than
catching a glance of her playing with other `children' from the
neighborhood.
	I was sitting on my front porch one day. I really don't remember
much about the day other than it was warm. I was reading `Friday.' My
attention was suddenly diverted to the little girl standing patiently in
front of me. Her hands behind her back, as she turned slightly back and
forth. `Hello.' I said with a smile. I like kids, as you will understand
later.
	"My mom wants you to come over for dinner tonight." She said,
almost giggling. She toward the driveway, seeing Jenny's car, "And your
friend can come too." She didn't wait for an answer before skipping away.
	That was how it started. A simple dinner. Sarah took a liking to
me, and I was quite fond of her. Josi and Mark had already told her about
lesbians so when I explained that Jenny was my girlfriend she
understood. She said it made us more interesting than the other
neighbors. Jenny also began to grown fond of Sarah. The girl just grows on
you, and she had plenty of time for it since she spent hours at my house
every day. Jenny isn't as fond of children as I am, but she has entertained
the thought of the two of use raising a daughter.
	Some where after her eight birthday party I started to see the
changes in my feelings for her. It was nothing new really. I had fallen for
girls her age before. Eight, nine, ten that was the age they sucked me
in. Even some girls as old as thirteen.
	How things work out never ceases to amaze me. Sarah began to sense
that my feelings for her weren't the same as most grown-ups. Being a child
and with the honesty of a child she told me in her way.
	"You kiss me like you kiss Jenny." She said looking into my
eyes. She was about to go home and I had given a soft little kiss on her
lips. ^G "What do you mean?" I asked her.
	"You kissed my mom on the cheek. Real quick too. But you kiss me
longer, like you kiss Jenny."  She looked quizzically at me for a moment,
as if I had asked her a hard question. "I don't think I'm a lesbian
though." Her little shoulders rose in a shrug.
	"Do you want me to stop?" I asked her. With a big smile she shook
her head back and forth.
	"You can kiss me like that, I like it." She snaked her lithe arms
around my neck and hugged me before running home.
	From that night on things started changing between Sarah and I. She
sat closer to me, hugged me longer when it was time to go home, and once,
just once, I though I felt her lips part slightly when she kissed me.
	Sarah's parents noticed things were different between us too. This
was not normally something a person could think of as good. Josi called me
and asked me to come over one evening. It wasn't too unusual. I went over
to their house and sat down in the living room while Josi brought me a
glass of iced tea.
	"Sarah really has taken a shine to you." She said. "She has Sarah
plus Mandy written on every notebook for school and little hearts with your
name on them all over her room." The woman didn't sound angry but her tone
was not joking or light either. I was feeling uncomfortable. Mark scoffed
and looked up from the paper toward the television. He pulled the remote
from between the couch cushions and turned it off.
	"Should she spend less time at my house?" I asked, sounding
nervous. I was what I was. I had dealt with that long ago. I dealt with my
crushes and with falling in love knowing nothing could come of it. I had
not prepared myself for the parents though.
	"We talked to her about you yesterday before she went to her
grandmother's house. It seems the two of you have been cuddling a lot,
and... Kissing?" Josi sat down, she looked worried and rightfully so. Her
daughter might be mixed up with a monster. With a trembling hand I set my
iced tea down. From the corner of my eye I thought I saw Mark smile. He was
enjoying this. They were about to take Sarah from me and he was enjoying
it!
	"She's a little girl." Mark said in a firm voice. "Are you?"
	"Am I what?" I asked.
	"I've seen the way you act toward her, the way you look at
her. It's the way I look at Josi. So I'm asking you to be honest with us,
are you... A pedophile?"
	The question sent a shock through me. It was so intense that my
vision blurred for a second. And then I heard it, I heard my self say
yes. "But I don't rape children." I stuttered.
	Mark seemed as surprised by my answer as I was. Josi sat behind him
nodding her head slowly. "She's just a child." He finally said. "Josi an I
talked about this all night last night. We know you love her. We know you
are good to her... I don't know if she's gay or not, she probably doesn't
even know, but she does love you with all her heart." Mark turned fully
toward me. He clasped his hands in front of himself. "Please Amanda. Please
don't hurt our daughter. Just please be careful with her."
	"What are you saying?" I gasped. I had heard the words but they
didn't make sense. "Are you saying that we... The Sarah and I..."
	"I am saying that she has the right to decide what kind of
relationship the two of you have. I don't want to know too much about the
two of you... I just can't deal with it. But I am leaving it to Sarah as to
what the two of you are."
	I sat there staring at my feet. I didn't know what to say. What to
ask. The questions leapt to my tongue but immediately retreated. I finally
looked up at Mark. "Where do you draw the line?" I finally asked. Mark
nodded his head for several seconds. He turned to look at Josi for a moment
before returning his attention to me. "My daughter is a virgin and I expect
her to be so for a long time to come. I'm not going to give you a laundry
list of things you can't do. It's her body. But you have to respect
that. If I even think she's uncomfortable with anything you two have done
I'll pull the plug so fast your head will spin. That little girl is my
heart. But she's smart, and I think she can decide for her self some of the
things she does and doesn't want to do. But for her everything is still
experimenting and playing, she's not ready for the kinds of things you and
Jenny do."
	"Amanda..." Josi's voice was soft, almost afraid, "When I was her
age my aunt and I... It never went beyond her hands on my panties and light
petting, but I know not all people like you are evil. Mark is the only
other person I've ever known that was as loving and kind as Betty.  You
seem kind. Please don't break my daughter's heart."
	I just sat nodding my head. Finally, trying to compose myself I
picked up my iced tea and sipped it. "What about Jenny?" Mark finally
asked.
	Jenny... Jenny. What about her. She certainly wouldn't be so open
minded as Josi and Mark. Not only that she was the girlfriend and this was
asking her to willingly let me cheat on her.
	I didn't tell her. Neither did Mark, Josi or Sarah. Sarah's parents
had explained to Sarah that although they accepted our relationship no one
else would and so she could not tell any one. They had also told her that
she didn't have to do anything she didn't want to. They told her she could
tell them about anything that made her uncomfortable or upset her.
	Jenny was bound to find out about Sarah and I. Whether she noticed
how close we were or something slipped in conversation. I was ready for
that. I wasn't ready for what actually happened though.
	Jenny had a key to my house. She had since only a few months in to
our relationship. She was suppose to be working late, not coming over to
the house at all that night. But things didn't work out that way. Sarah was
spending the weekend with me, like she so often did. We were in my room
kissing, touching each other. It was nothing serious, just caressing, with
my hand occasionally rubbing across her bottom or over her hip.
	I was lost in her. It wasn't hard to do, just fall into that
beautiful little girl. I didn't hear the door open, and if Sarah did she
didn't say anything. Jenny walked into the bedroom, and turned on the light
to find us both laying on the bed kissing, my finger tips just under the
waistband of Sarah's sponge bob panties.
	I sat up with a gasp. Sarah sat up too. She looked up at Jenny,
ashamed. "Jenny..." She turned and walked away, "Jenny! wait!" I followed
after her catching up where the hall opened into the dining room.
	"She's just a child!" Jenny shouted. I reached for her but she
pushed me away and headed for the door.
	After Jenny had left, as Sarah and I stood in the living room
hugging I heard Sarah's little voice, "It's my fault." She said.
	"No, no, god no baby." I tried to comfort her. "No it's my fault. I
should have told her about us."
	I lead Sarah to the couch and we sat down. I just wanted to hold
her. "They're going to come and take me away now." I told Sarah. "They'll
say a lot of things about me to you. But no matter what they say I want you
to know how much I love you."
	"Where are they going to take you?" Sarah sounded desperate.
	"Just away sweetie."
	"Will you come back?"
	"Not for a long time." I lifted her chin and kissed her softly.
	I don't know how long we sat holding each other and sobbing, but
the sound of the car in the drive way brought me back to the real
world. "They're here." I said. "You should run along home now... And Sarah
never forget that I love you with all of my heart."
	I got up off the couch as I heard foot falls on the porch. Ready to
deal with my fate I opened the door, but it wasn't the Denver police
standing at the door. It was Jenny. Her eyeliner was streaked in gray lines
down her cheeks, and her nose was red from crying. "I don't know what I'm
doing here." She said quietly. I didn't either but I was glad to see her. I
opened the screen door and stood to the side.
	Jenny didn't get in the door before Sarah ran across the room and
wrapped her arms around her. The little girl loved Jenny probably as much
as she did me. "I didn't think I'd ever see you again." She said squeezing
Jenny tightly. Jenny didn't say anything she just stroked the girl's hair.
	I coaxed them both into the house and closed the door against the
cold Denver night. "What did I see in there Amanda?" Jenny asked. She
looked down at Sarah for a moment. "Should she be here for this?"
	I looked down at my watch, it was seven o'clock. "Sarah could you
go home and ask your parents to come over in about an hour?" Sarah nodded
her head and reluctantly left the house.
	"You saw what you saw." I finally told her, sitting down. "Sarah
and I have a ... Special relationship."
	"Your a fucking pedo?!" She almost screamed.
	I looked away. The word sounded so cold and cruel when spoken with
her accusing tone. "It's not something I wanted Jen. But it's who I am."
Jenny shook her head. She held her hands up and started to walk out
again. Something stopped her and to this day I'm not quite sure what it
was.
	"You know... If it was a guy, if you needed a guy to fulfill some
need then I could learn to live with it. I love you that much, but this..."
Slowly Jenny made her way around the coffee table to sit on the
couch. "She's a little girl."
	"I don't rape children Jen. We were only kissing, I've never even
seen her naked..." That wasn't true I had seen her many times when she took
her bath. "Well I've never been in bed with her naked anyway."
	"Why is she bringing her parents over?" She asked absently, I
wasn't sure if she was actually asking me or simply thinking out loud.
	"I love you Jenny. I really do..."
	"But that's not enough is it?" She interrupted.
	"What I feel for Sarah is different. It's not a matter of not being
enough. Sarah satisfies something deep inside me that I can't explain."
	"You want me to accept this don't you? You want me to knowingly let
you molest a little girl and just pretend like it's ok."
	I was about to say something when a knock at the door stopped me. I
glanced down at my watch to see it had only been fifteen minutes. My
stomach tightened, as I wondered if Jenny had called the police and was
only here to make sure I didn't go anywhere.
	I opened the door to see Mark standing on my porch looking very
angry. "My daughter is home crying her eyes out." He said as he pushed his
way into the house.
	"C'mon in Mark." I grumbled. "What did she tell you?"
	"Everything." Mark looked down at Jenny. "I told Amanda she needed
to talk to you about Sarah but she didn't and now my daughter's heart is
broken. She thinks you'r both going to leave her now." He glared at me,
"you told her you were going away for a long time?"
	"I thought the police were on their way." I answered.
	"I've been okay with the two of you for a year now..."
	"A year?" Jenny gasped.
	"A year." Mark reiterated. "But this was what I was afraid
of. She's too young to have to deal with this type of thing." He turned his
attention to Jenny. "I know what's going on between Sarah and Amanda. I
have all along. Same with Josi. We trust her not to take things to far with
our daughter. Please, if your going to leave then whatever but please,
don't involve any one else in this. Our daughter doesn't need those kinds
of stresses."
	"But a grown adult fucking her is okay?" Jenny snapped.
	"They haven't... Fucked." Mark growled at her. "It's all been
relatively innocent play so far. Sarah loves her, and trusts her. Sarah
knows that she can make anything stop just by telling Amanda to stop. I
know it's hard to understand, and I really don't blame you for being pissed
about the lies, but no one is being taken advantage of here. We've had long
talks with Sarah about this and she understands what's going on."
	Mark looked back and forth between us for several seconds before he
moved for the door. "I'm keeping her home tonight, come and let her know
you're not leaving her tomorrow." He left.
	"This is too big." Jenny said. "It doesn't fit in my head." She got
up and started to walk out. I tried to stop her but she pushed me away. "I
need some time. Just stay away I need some time to think about this." That
would be the last time I'd see her for more than a week.
	I was sure Jenny was no longer a part of my life. It hurt, a
lot. More even than I would have thought. But with this new freedom, I felt
I could be more free with Sarah. Our physical relationship became more,
well serious.
	We were laying in bed the saturday night after Jenny left, kissing
and holding each other. Feeling a bit bold, bolder than ever before, I
slipped my leg between hers and pressed my thigh up into her crotch. She
shuddered and pressed her head into my chest.
	"That feels nice." She whispered. Her hot breath against my skin
sent a shiver through me.
	"You don't mind?" I asked. She shook her head quickly. I moved my
leg back and forth slowly, rubbing against her little mound. After several
moment I could feel her hip rocking in anticipation of my thigh. Her grip
on my arm was getting tighter, almost so much that it hurt.
	Her wetness was coming through her flower print underpants now, and
I could feel it on my leg. this was a first for me. I had never actually
had such intimate contact with a child. I had dreamt it, night after night,
even dated petite little girls and convinced them to shave their pubic
hair, but this was different. She was really a little girl and feeling her
against me, smelling the unique scent of a child mixed with the scent of
sexual excitement, it was setting my soul on fire.
	A gasp escaped Sarah lips and she ground her crotch against my leg
hard. She trembled for several seconds in a silent orgasm before relaxing
against the bed with a smile.
	"Is that what you and Jenny do?" She asked.
	"Sometimes." I leaned down and kissed her forehead.
	"That was nice. I never felt anything like that." She looked up at
me. "Is that sex?" She asked.
	"It's a kind of sex." I answered. I kissed the tip of her little
nose and she giggled.
	"There are other kinds?" She asked, excited. She sat up in the bed
and looked down at me. "Show me." She said, excited.
	"I don't know sweetie." I propped myself up on my elbow and looked
into those pretty blue eyes. "I think this is one of those things your Dad
wants us to be real careful about."
	"Daddy said that sometimes when people love each other they touch
each other in special ways. Is this what he meant?"
	"Yes." I said.
	"Do him and momma do this stuff?" Her eyes were wide. She was
approaching the magic of sexual love with all the innocence and wonder of a
child. She was so lovely at that moment, sitting on my bed with wide eyes
and a shy smile.
	"When men and women make love it's different than when two girls
do."
	"That's `cause men have penises, right?"
	"Yes."
	"Daddy said men put them inside women and it feels good... Do I
have to let a boy do that?"
	"No sweetie. You don't have to do anything you don't want to."
	Sarah sat quietly for several moments. She looked like she was
contemplating the meaning of life with her furrowed brow. "Is Jenny coming
back?" She asked. What ever she was thinking about she had resolved and
now, in the true fashion of a child we were on to bigger and better things.
	"I don't think so sweetie."
	"That's why you did that to me huh?" She really was a bright little
girl. I nodded my head.
	Sarah laid back down and snuggled close to me, falling asleep
almost right away. I laid awake though for several hours, thinking about
Jenny, about what Sarah and I had done. And wondering when her hand her
father had had this conversation about sex.
	I came home from work on the next friday night, excited that Sarah
would be spending the night with me, and found Jenny sitting on the
couch. She had a key to my house and had for nearly four years now. On the
coffee table were two glasses of iced tea. I set my purse down on the my
bent wood rocker and sat across form her on the couch.
	"I didn't call the police." She finally said.
	"I wasn't sure if you would."
	"Is she your girlfriend too?" Jenny looked me in the eye, and I
wanted to shy away from her gaze.
	"Does that mean your still my girlfriend?" I asked. Guilt for what
I had done with Sarah raced through me. I had lied to myself enough in the
past not to feel like I was cheating on her when the child and I were just
caressing and kissing each other, but what we had done the week before was
sex, and now I was without a doubt a cheater.
	"I just don't know how I could cut the two of you out of my
life. We've been together for almost five years Amanda, I just can't throw
that away." Jenny took a deep breath, it was obvious she had prepared for
this talk for some time now and she had things that she wanted to say. I
braced myself for whatever was to come. "I'm jealous." She finally
admitted. "And that's not a big problem for me but I'm jealous of a nine
year old girl who I also happen to adore. I can't help but think of what my
uncle did to me. But Sarah she... I got quite and reclusive but she's... I
don't... I mean she doesn't seem any worse for it. I can't make any
promises Mandy, but I am going to try and learn to live with the two of
you."
	A sigh of relief escaped my lips. With each new day I had started
to feel Jenny's absence more and more. "She's suppose to spend the night
tonight... Is that Okay?"
	Jenny swallowed hard. After several minutes she nodded her head. "I
still don't know how to handle this."
	Sarah came over shortly afterward. She had seen Jennys car in the
driveway and ran inside without knocking. She wrapped herself around Jen
and held her until she practically had to be peeled off.
	That night around midnight the three of us headed for bed. Jenny
went into my room and I ushered Sarah into the guest bedroom. Her eyes
seemed filled with hurt as I kissed her and tucked the blankets around
her. "I want to sleep with you Mandy." She said to me.
	"I know sweetie, but Jenny, she still doesn't know what to think of
us. I don't think... And besides she and I might, you know."
	"Make love?" She giggled. "I wish I could see what you do
together."
	I kissed her again and turned out the light, careful to leave the
closet light on for her. In my room I crawled into bed and pulled the
covers up around my head. "It's cold." I said moving close to Jen.
	"Would it make a difference if I, I don't know, did things
different?" Jenny asked. It was obvious she'd been having a conversation
with herself and I was coming in on the latter part of it. "If I shaved or
called you mommy?"
	"That's sweet." I said, draping my arm over her. "But it doesn't
exactly work that way. A guy could wear a dress but he'd still be a guy."
Jenny rolled up on her side to face me. The street light out side casting
shadows across her face. We began kissing. Slowly at first,
tentatively. Our kissed became hungry, desperate. I pulled her against me,
squeezing her to me. I loved the feeling of her small breasts against my
own. Jenny always slept in nothing but a pair of panties. Her soft skin
sent electricity through me.
	I slid my thigh between her legs, remembering what I'd done with
Sarah only a week ago. We ground our bodies together. The heat of her sex
warming my leg, for it only to cool in the air from her wetness. I loved
the scent of Jenny's excited sex, it reached me even though she was under
the covers.
	Jenny bit her lip and tried to muffle her cries as an orgasm ripped
through her. She pulled me close and drew a deep breath, then let it out
trembling. For her this was just a small one, a precursor to bigger things
to come. Jenny could cum more than I could, and each one seemed to be more
intense than the last.
	"There's nothing else I can do?" She asked again,
breathlessly. "Anything special you want?"
	I just laid there looking at her. I couldn't bring myself to voice
my desire. That was a first. Normally I had no problem telling a lover
exactly what I wanted. "I..." I trailed off even before I began. Jenny got
very still, after a moment she nodded her head.
	"I wanted to take it slow." She finally said. "But I guess it just
doesn't really matter." She got out of bed, and I thought for sure it was
to leave. She didn't dress though. I could see her head toward the living
room when she left the room and moments later I heard the thermostat click
and the heat came on.
	Her foot falls in the hall way stopped and I heard Sarah's door
open. Not long after Jenny came into the room holding Sarah on her hip. She
dropped the girl playfully on the bed and crawled across the blankets to
kiss me. "Por vue" She cooed.
	"I don't understand." I looked from the little girl who sat rubbing
her eyes, to my girlfriend. "You didn't wake her up did you?"
	"I wasn't really asleep." Sarah chimed.
	"Do you mind me being here sweetheart?" Jenny asked. Sarah shook
her head. "And you?" She said looking at me. I shook my head as well. I
felt my excitement building. Having my beautiful child lover and my
girlfriend here with me now was sending waves of heat through me.
	"Are you going to make love?" Sarah asked, sounding excited. She
turned around and laid on her tummy, propping her head on her hands.
	"Are we?" I asked, caressing Jenny's cheek with the backs of my
fingers.
	"Can I see?" Sarah asked. "I want to see what it's like." I looked
into Jenny's eyes. Reluctantly she nodded her head. She was still unsure
about all of this but she was trying.
	The light from outside was more than adequate to light the room
enough that Sarah had a good view of Jenny and I as we laid on the bed,
kissing and caressing each other. I dragged my nails along Jenny's belly,
up to her breasts. I love the feel of her A cup chest. She was like most of
my other girlfriends. Pretty, a bit androgynous with the body of a twelve
year old.  I covered her nipple with my mouth and sucked it, swirling my
tongue on it. Her nipple hardened in my mouth, and she moaned in time with
my ministrations.
	Sarah moved timidly across the bed toward the head. She laid down
on Jenny's other side, reaching out and gently rubbing her belly. Jenny's
eyes opened wide when she felt the child's touch but after a moment she
managed to calm herself. Sarah must have been feeling bold. She leaned in
and kissed Jenny softly on the lips. Immediately my lovely Jen opened her
eyes and turned toward the girl. "I love you Sarah, but if we're going to
get through this you can't do that ok?" Sarah nodded her head. I was afraid
that it was all going to be to much for her, but bless her, Jenny was
trying. Sarah didn't pull her hand away from Jen's belly but she didn't try
and kiss her again.
	I lavished kisses on Jenny's mouth and her neck. I moved down her
belly and tongued her belly button softly. Finally I reached her mound. She
had trimmed it closer than normal, and it was slightly prickly, tickling my
nose and chin. I could smell her excitement and it drove me. I pressed my
tongue against her clit and slid my fingers into her, curling them and
pressing against her pubic bone from inside. Jenny drew a log sharp breath,
and began rocking her hips in time with me. I looked up at her, over her
belly I watched her chest heave. Next to her Sarah lay, rubbing her fingers
back and forth on Jenny's belly. I watched as she traced her hand up to
Jenn'ys breast and cupped it like she had seen me do. Jenny's movement's
faltered for a moment. She opened her eyes and looked up at Sarah. Her hand
went absently to the child's hand but she didn't push the girl away. I felt
a wave of love for my Jenny race through me. I pressed my fingers harder
and flattened my tongue on her clit, working her toward orgasm. I sucked
her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it. Jenny was panting
now, rocking wildly. I could hear it coming. I new her so well, I knew she
was about to cum. I reached deep inside her and that was what she needed to
send her over the edge. Jenny tore at the blankets and planted her feet
against the bed. She moaned loudly as she arched her back and then fell
back to the bed.
	I crawled up to lay next to her, kissing her, letting her taste
herself on my lips. Sarah, like the consummate child, pushed her way into
the kiss, focusing her attentions on me. She sat back and licked her lips,
giggling. "It tastes funny." She finally said.
	"I like the taste." I told her.
	Jenny recovered quickly and pushed me to the bed. kissed up and
down my body, knowing all of my most sensitive spots. She worked her way
over my chest and neck to kiss my mouth, pushing her tongue inside. She was
kissing me as much as she was lapping up her own juices. We all have our
own quirks I suppose and one of hers was to clean her honey from my face. I
could tell that tasting herself excited her and I was always happy to
oblige her.
	Jenny made her way back down my body and began working my clit with
her tongue. I felt Sarah moving on the bed, and Jenny paused. "She likes it
when you kiss her nipples." She offered to the child. "And if you pinch
them gently." I looked down at her, surprised, she flashed me a quick smile
and went back to work. A moment later I felt the warmth of Sarah's little
mouth covering my nipples. She sucked them like a baby, knowing nothing of
how to use her tongue or teeth. She leaned back and dutifully, she pinched
at them, softly, pulling up. She couldn't have known what she was doing to
me. Feeling her little fingers and slight body was causing my head to swim
when coupled with the expert attention Jenny gave me.
	I felt it, building in my belly first, the heat, moving to my clit
where it burst like fireworks into waves after wave of heat and tingles. My
body ached for more as the orgasm subsided, but I would have been to spent
to take any more.
	Jenny crawled up and sat at the head of the bed next to Sarah. The
child looked at her for several seconds, seeming shy. Finally she built the
nerve and leaned up, kissing Jenny quickly on the mouth. She drew back
licking her lips. "It tastes different." She finally said.
	"It's one of the things I love about women." Jenny told her. "They
all taste a little different. They all have their very own special scent."
	"I wonder what I'd taste like." Sarah leaned against Jenny's naked
chest, listening to her heart beat.
	"that brings me to my next question." Jenny said. "What about her,
what do we do for her?"
	I shrugged. I had never dreamt any of these things in the millions
of fantasies I had masturbated to. I had never dreamt I'd have a little
lover much less a girlfriend willing to entertain the desires. "Do you want
us to touch you like that Sarah?" I finally asked. She hissed a giggle and
covered her face with her hands. "It's okay sweetie, I mean if you don't
that's okay. And if you do that's okay too. It's fun and it feels good,
there is nothing wrong with enjoying it."
	Several minutes passed before Jenny slid back, and laid Sarah on
her back in front of me. She sat on the bed with the child's head in her
lap, stroking the girl's sides with her finger tips. Sarah looked up at me
expectantly. I felt so unsure, but Jenny was doing everything she could for
me. And Sarah, she laid there looking so innocent. Her wide eyes and half
smile, beaming up at me, just waiting for the next experience.
	I rubbed my hands up and down her body and soon followed them with
my lips. I lapped at her tiny nipples, and caressed the soft fleshy places
on her chest that would one day be breasts. I slid my hand down between her
legs and rubbed her mound softly. As I did I moved forward and kissed
Jenny's lips. I could still taste myself on her kisses and perhaps I'd
learned it from her but it did excite me a little.
	Sarah tensed under my finger tips each time I passed over her young
sex. "Do you not like that sweetie?"  I asked her. I pulled my hand up
toward her chest but she reached down and wrapped her little fingers around
my wrist. She was not yet bold enough nor experience enough to guide my
hand back to her nether regions but she had the courage to stop me from
moving away and that was something.
	I pushed my finger along her slit and over her the tiny bump of
flesh, the magic button, her clitoris. I felt the girl's hips rise to greet
my finger. A sigh passed her lips and she closed her eyes. Jenny drew a
deep breath and closed her eyes as well. I tried to comfort her with a
kiss, but she was dealing with the experience in her own way and I had to
just let her.
	Slowly at first I rubbed my finger along Sarah slit, pressing
against her opening just enough to stimulate her. As she began rocking in
time with me, I sped up. She panted and moaned and her head rolled from
side to side. Sarah tightened her grip on my wrist as the orgasm began to
build up with in her. I worked faster, using the child's wetness to
lubricate her. Suddenly she pulled my hand down toward her sex, she
scrunched her face up almost like she had sipped lemonade that was still to
sour. I nearly had to laugh but I didn't want to hurt her feelings.
	"Oh!" she cried out. "That... Oh!" Sarah un scrunched her face and
relaxed into the bed. After a moment she released a trembling breath and
looked up first at Jenny and then me. I was the first to act. I leaned down
and kissed her on the lips, nibbling at her bottom lip. I then sat up and
pulled Jenny close, kissing her deeply. "That was fun." Sarah finally said.
	The three of us went to sleep in a pile that night. My arms wrapped
around Sarah, and hers around Jenny.
	That was the single most powerful sexual experience I had ever
had. It would not be the last though. Since that night a year ago, I have
been blessed with many such experiences. Jenny has found it in herself to
allow me my child lover. I couldn't possibly be happier than I am with her
and Sarah.