Date: Mon, 19 Sep 2005 21:43:32 -0700
From: Star Stevenson <starsapphire_34@hotmail.com>
Subject: Street Angels  Chapt 3    Lesbian Adult/Youth

STREET ANGELS
Copyright 2005 by StarSapphire. All rights reserved

Chapter 3

Barbara awoke early before Yvonne and lay on her side watching her sleep.
Her long golden hair was fanned out on either side of her face and, along
with her snow white T-shirt, reminded her of how much Yvonne looked exactly
like the little angel she had become to Barbara, rescuing her from a life
full of despair and meaninglessness. Seeing her looking so innocent and
vulnerable she couldn't resist and leaned over and kissed her on the
forehead. Yvonne stirred sleepily then opened her eyes.

"Oh that felt nice," Yvonne yawned tiredly, giving Barbara a great big
smile.

"You looked so beautiful lying there I couldn't resist. And happy birthday
darling."

"Thank you Barbara. You say the most wonderful things to me. Do you want me
to get up now?"

"Only if you want to. It's still early if you want to sleep some more. I'm
getting up though and having a shower. Then can I cook you breakfast? How
about omelets, do you like those?" Barbara asked, anxious to cook the first
meal they would share together. "I'll wake you when it's all ready."

"I love omelets! That would be so cool!" Yvonne quickly embraced Barbara and
gave her a small kiss.

"Mmm," cooed Barbara. "Can't have dessert before the main meal, you know,"
she giggled.

"Rats." As if in a huff, Yvonne turned over and pretended to sleep.

Barbara laughed at her then headed for the shower. Getting under the
steaming water she realized she'd never felt so excited or alive. This young
girl was working miracles in her life. And all this at my age and all from
someone so young. She'd never been attracted to young girls before and she
was still a bit mystified by her feelings but she decided not to question
them any longer. Everything up to now seemed too right and good.

Getting out of the shower she went into the bedroom to discover that Yvonne
had indeed fallen back asleep. So as not to disturb her and avoid the
awkward situation of being naked in front of her (she wanted the first time
to be a bit more romantic), she gathered together the clothes she wanted to
wear and went out to the living room to change.

Fully dressed in casual slacks and a frilly white top she liked she put on
socks and sneakers to match and proceeded to the kitchen. Whipping up the
eggs, grating the cheese, chopping the onions, celery, and ham Barbara
discovered a new love for the domestic arts. Cooking for someone you love is
so much better than cooking for yourself, she pondered, thinking of all the
money she had spent eating out all these years. A good thing something told
her last week to stock up the fridge and pantry. She was actually a good
cook and thoroughly enjoyed this chance to pick up the skills again.

When the meal was finally prepared and places set at the kitchen table
complete with toast, marmalade, jam and two large glasses of orange juice,
she went in to call Yvonne.

"Breakfast's ready honey!" she announced from the bedroom door.

"Okay, I'm up," Yvonne said with a yawn. "Wow, it smells delicious! Omelets
are my favorite," she enthused. Getting out of bed she padded her way
barefoot to the kitchen in her long white T-shirt, a sight that Barbara
found simply too endearing for words.

When she arrived at the table Yvonne immediately spied a bran muffin Barbara
had set out for her, with a glowing birthday candle stuck in the middle of
it.

"Happy birthday sweetheart. It was the best I could do on short notice."

"It's all so marvelous! Oh thank you Barbara, thank you so much!" Yvonne
exclaimed running over to hug her tightly, then lifting up her head and
standing on tip toes she kissed her affectionately on the lips.

"Mmm, let's eat. I'm starving. Bet you are too." Barbara enjoined.

They both sat down as Yvonne made a silent, very naughty wish and blew out
the candle. Tucking in to their breakfast Barbara watched as Yvonne wolfed
down every scrap of food in front of her and finished by gulping down her
big glass of OJ. Announcing she was done and how yummy it was she sat and
watched Barbara finish hers off at a more leisurely pace.

With breakfast done Barbara cleared off the table and sent Yvonne to the
living room to gather up the remains of last night's snack. Together they
loaded the dishwasher and then Barbara scooted her off to the shower.  When
she was done and dressed again they both sat back down at the kitchen table.

"Okay, here's the plan sweetheart," said Barbara. "I'm going to take you
round to the downtown mall and get you a whole new wardrobe and all the
other stuff you're going to need. School's only a couple of weeks a way too,
but we'll talk more about that when we're done. Along the way I'll buy us a
nice lunch and then we'll see about your birthday present. Sound good so
far?"

"You mean I get a birthday present on top of all that other stuff?" Yvonne
marveled.

"Yep, so start thinking about what that might be. And it better be
expensive!" Barbara laughed. "Ever hear those words before?"

"No ma'am and thank you. I can't believe it!"

As they headed for Barbara's car, Yvonne's head was awhirl with
possibilities. She'd never bought new clothes like this before. Always her
pants, jeans, T-shirts and tops had come from thrift shops or occasionally
from cheap discount stores. What did she want to wear? She hoped Barbara was
going to help her pick out what looked nice on her. She had some ideas of
what she wanted but her lack of experience in these matters made her feel a
bit uncertain, even afraid. She didn't want to appear as some kind of
fashion geek to this woman who had become so important in her life.

Yvonne needn't have worried. Barbara was sensitive to the fact that this was
undoubtedly a new experience for Yvonne and she guided her through the
process like the fashion maven she was. Looking good in her field had been
mandatory and Barbara had developed a good fashion sense early, something
she now willingly passed along to her young charge.

"What we need to figure out first is which colors suit you the best,"
Barbara said. "My guess is you're a winter person, so let's look at blues,
blacks, grays, and whites first." She said, remembering how precious Yvonne
had looked framed in her bed in blue and white. So saying they went through
shops, department stores, and boutiques trying on slacks, skirts, blouses,
tops, shirts, jackets and coats until Yvonne began feeling all tuckered out.
Ending this expedition therefore and loaded down with purchases, they had a
pick-me-up drink from the Orange Julius stand and dropped their shopping
bags into the trunk of the Lexus. Then they went looking for shoes.

At the first shoe store they bought Yvonne three pairs of high priced
runners that matched the rest of her wardrobe, and then they headed for the
upscale ladies shoe store that Barbara often shopped at. There Yvonne was
treated to the look and feel of truly elegant foot wear, made from
hand-crafted leather, rich suede and other materials she could only guess
at. All her choices were on the conservative side, which seemed to suit
Yvonne. At least in fashion she preferred not to make bold statements. She
wanted in fact, to look as nice and quietly stylish as Barbara.

Next on the agenda were toiletries, underwear, make-up, and other sundries.
Barbara chose all the make-up for Yvonne because the girl had never bought
or worn any before. She completely trusted Barbara's judgment in that
domain. Socks, underwear and, after a bit of discussion, training and sports
bras were added to the pile, as were pantyhose, hair brushes, a comb and
manicure set, Yvonne's own choice of fragrant soaps, shampoo, and
conditioner, along with a few colorful berets and hair ties and bands, some
bits of moderately expensive jewelry, toothbrushes, deodorant and everything
else a respectable twelve year old girl ought to have, including a pair of
designer sunglasses.

Thoroughly shopped out the pair headed down to Barbara's car and deposited
the rest of their purchases in the trunk. Yvonne felt decidedly grungy in
her T-shirt and jeans and asked if she couldn't change into some of the
clothes they'd just bought before going to lunch. Deciding that was a good
idea Barbara elected to keep watch while Yvonne carried her selections into
the back seat and began her transformation. She reluctantly refused to peek.

When Yvonne emerged she took Barbara's breath away. Her long blonde hair was
tied back with a black silk hair band and crowned with her new sun glasses.
She also wore a white open neck  polo shirt with blue and gray trim at the
collar and cuffs, complete with a small pretty silver necklace around her
throat. She had also changed into a pair of tailored looking navy blue
shorts, white ankle socks and the dark blue trimmed white Nike's she'd been
wearing since Barbara had bought them. Set off against her light summer tan
she looked like a graceful young catalogue model.

"My God, you look gorgeous, honey! I can't believe it," Barbara was close to
tears. "Turn around and let me look at you," Yvonne obediently did a slow
twirl then curtseyed. "Oh, you are so lovely Yvonne, you flabbergast me!"

Yvonne giggled and hugged Barbara. "I like you looking at me," she said
excitedly then both of them got in to the car, did up their seat belts and
drove off to lunch.

Barbara took them to a good quality seafood place near her building and
suggested the fish and chips to Yvonne. Accepting her advice Yvonne was
allowed to order for herself and Barbara ordered the same, along with club
sodas for them both. Barbara suddenly recognized with gratitude that her
urge for alcohol was completely gone, something else she could chalk up to
her angel from the street.

"So, have you decided on a birthday present yet?" Barbara asked as they were
finishing their meal.

"Yes I have. Can it be anything?"

"How about anything so long as it fits in the car. I'm not lugging home a
pony, okay?" Barbara laughed.

"No, no. What I want is a really nice watch, like yours." She remembered the
watch Barbara had given her in the park but wanted to keep that one
somewhere safe and permanently set at 8 o'clock. Then Yvonne paused.
"Lingerie," she said. "Some really nice lingerie because I want to look
special for you. Is that okay?"

"Oh my goodness, that is so sweet, and so sexy! Yeah you can have those if
that's what you want."

Assuring Barbara that she did they finished their meal, paid the bill and
headed uptown first to Barbara's favorite jewelry store then on to
Victoria's Secret. Yvonne picked out a delicate gold and platinum Swiss
watch with a suitably large price tag, as Barbara had ordered, then off they
went in search of lingerie.

Yvonne wanted to make her selections a surprise so Barbara asked the sales
clerk to assist Yvonne while she went off and bought a few things for
herself. She told her, just to allay any suspicions, that Yvonne was her
niece and she wanted to freak out her sister. The clerk laughed and bought
in to the story, playing her role eagerly. She left her credit card with
Yvonne and told her not to worry about the price.

About forty five minutes later Barbara returned, signed the credit card
receipt, thanked the clerk and let Yvonne carry her hidden purchases back to
the car. Although she was dying to see what she'd selected she respected
Yvonne's wishes and didn't ask to look.

"Honey, that is just so sweet of you to buy lingerie to wear for me. I can't
wait to see you in it," Barbara told her as they drove home.

"I've always dreamed of having nice lingerie," Yvonne sighed happily. "You
mean I can put it on for you when we get to home?"

"You sure can, baby doll. Today is your day, remember? Anything you want
when we get home is fine with me," Like I'm complaining about this request.
Oh my, she thought, this is all so wicked.

When they finally parked in Barbara's underground space the first thing
Yvonne did was take her old T-shirt, jeans, and runners and toss them in the
trash. "I never want to wear jeans again ever. That's all I've worn most of
my life and I hate them," she declared.

So that's why she didn't pick out any blue jeans, Barbara thought. Well I
can't blame her and I'm certainly not complaining. Barbara was no fan of
jeans herself. Acknowledging Yvonne's decision she set to, gathering up all
their purchases for the trip up the elevator. Both of them, fully laden,
finally made it to the elevator. Barbara had to fumble with her pass card at
the elevator and again at her door before they finally made it through and
home.

"Come on, let's dump these things in the guest room which is now officially
your room by the way. Of course we can sleep together but I want you to have
your own private space too, and it will look good when we have guests. What
do you think?"

"Oh yeah, I think that's great! And I can decorate it and everything?"
Yvonne asked excitedly.

"You betcha! You can even have your own computer if you like. Something
tells me you'd be good at that. In fact I bet soon you'll be teaching me
things on it."

"I love computers. We had them in school. But one of my very own, and the
internet too?"

"Of course. It's no problem to network off  my connection. Till then you're
welcome to use mine any time you like, okay?"

Yvonne was ecstatic as they began putting away all her new things, taking
off the tags, then sorting and hanging them up, putting them in drawers,
arranging in the process her jewelry, manicure set, make-up, hair brush, and
combs on the vanity which came with a large oval mirror that had an
adjustable angle. Eventually all that remained were Yvonne's two Victoria's
Secret bags.

"Okay, you gotta leave now `cause I'm going to give you a fashion show,
remember?"

"How could I forget, sweetheart! I'll wait for you in the living room."

Yvonne paused after Barbara left then started undressing. She was amazed at
how unselfconscious she was about showing her body off to Barbara. In fact
the whole idea was turning her on big time. When nude she stroked herself
and preened a moment in front of her mirror before picking out her first
garment.

As Barbara exited what was now Yvonne's room she closed the door softly
behind her. She made her way to the couch and sat down waiting in excited
anticipation to see what Yvonne had chosen. A few minutes later Yvonne's
door opened and she strode out briskly into Barbara's view, stopped in front
of her, and did a slow pirouette.

Barbara gasped and clapped her hands to her face. Yvonne had on a black
shear lace teddy that provocatively hid her nipples and pussy, but revealed
just about everything else including her deliciously rounded butt and her
perfectly sculpted legs. She's such a tease! Barbara thought but the sight
of her pink little ass through the black lace was certainly enough
satisfaction for now. My God, what next? Her temperature was fast rising.

Next turned out to be a white lacey camisole that clearly allowed Barbara to
see Yvonne's little puffy coral colored nipples and breasts for the first
time while providing just a glimpse of her hairless pink slit through a pair
of matching panties. Barbara thought she might come on the spot, she was
getting so hot. The little minx, she thought gleefully.

Yvonne watched every look on Barbara's face and could tell she was having a
big effect on her. She'd never felt so sexy before than she did now modeling
her lingerie for her new lover. Every stare of Barbara's, every gasp and
blush made her feel powerful, turned on and wanted, things she'd never ever
felt before. After her third presentation of a transparent light blue bra
and panties that left nothing to the imagination, Yvonne stopped the show
and knelt down in front of Barbara.

"That's all for now. I'm saving the rest for another time. Do you like
them?"

"Like them! Baby doll come here and kiss me before I die of excitement,"
Barbara and Yvonne embraced standing up and, as their kissing grew  steadily
more passionate, Barbara's hand drifted down to cup Yvonne's delightful
young ass, slipping her hand under her shear panties, stroking it lightly
and pulling her in closer to her. Yvonne moaned in approval and both their
hips started a slow grinding against each other that signaled their building
passion.

"Let's go to your bedroom," Yvonne finally panted. "You said I could have
anything I wanted and I want you. Right now," she giggled.

"Your wish is my command," was all Barbara managed as they slowly walked,
arm in arm, down the hall to Barbara's bedroom, their minds smoldering with
erotic expectation.

"My turn to see you now," Yvonne whispered and began unbuttoning Barbara's
blouse. Barbara worked away at her slacks and felt them drop to the floor as
Yvonne finished with her blouse. Barbara slipped it off and reached behind
her to undo her bra. As it fell through her arms she heard a quick intake of
breath from Yvonne. "Gosh you are so beautiful!"

"You like my big old titties?" Barbara laughed knowing how much attention
Yvonne always paid to them. She slid out of her panties next then moved in
to embrace Yvonne. The feel of her naked pink skin against her own was
exquisite. She quickly removed Yvonne's delicate see-through bra and panties
set and placed them carefully on her nightstand then held her out to admire
her naked form. "You are so beautiful," she whispered, looking down at
Yvonne's hard pink nipples and cute little hairless slit. Then she picked
her up and practically threw her on the unmade bed behind her.

"I--I've never done this before..." stuttered Yvonne as Barbara descended on
top of her, stopping her words with an enormous soul rattling kiss. Barbara
continued kissing her sweet angel, tangling their tongues around and around
each other till she pulled back to whisper to Yvonne.

"It's okay honey, relax a bit. This is your day, remember? I'll help you
along, don't worry. Why don't you play with my breasts? They're very
sensitive and I keep seeing you stare at them," Barbara giggled. Yvonne's
hands moved eagerly over Barbara's large breasts as she lay flat to give her
better access. "That's it baby, feel them, feel how hard my nipples are.
They're hard because of you honey, you turn me on so much!" Barbara inhaled
sharply as Yvonne kneaded her breast flesh and pulled and teased at her
elongated pink nipples. "Now suck them honey. Take them in your mouth,
that's it. Ooooh that feels so good, precious!"

Yvonne was in heaven with her face buried in Barbara's ample breasts. She
had so dreamed of this moment, this perfect moment of her first real sexual
experience. She could feel herself getting wet and smelled Barbara's heady
musk as well.

"Now honey, I want to touch you too, is that okay?" Barbara asked. "Down
there as well," she said indicating Yvonne's pink and swollen pussy.

"Oh God yes!" hissed Yvonne. "You can do anything you want with me. I'm just
so excited!"

Barbara could actually feel her trembling as she laid her hand gently on her
breast then moved down to suck on her hard coral pink nipples. They tasted
like heaven, so small and erect. She bathed them with her tongue and sucked
them gently into her mouth and felt the developing swell of her tender young
breasts in her hands. Raising her head briefly she trailed her hand slowly
down to Yvonne's waiting pussy, just lightly grazing her fingers over her
small slit.

"Oh Gosh, that feels nice! Please touch me some more!" Yvonne implored her
passionately.

Driven on by Yvonne's words she let her fingers part her pussy lips and felt
how soft and wet she was, and then she concentrated on her little clit, just
peeking its head out the top of her pussy. She quickly found the little bud
and began to stroke it in rapid little circles as Yvonne's hips started
bucking and heaving to her amorous attentions.

"Yes baby doll, I want to make you come. Come for me baby, come!" Barbara
extolled, continuing to frig Yvonne's sweet clit rapidly.

"Oh shit, oh fuck!" Yvonne moaned out, not caring if Barbara was offended as
a huge orgasm impended. Anything but offended, Barbara loved Yvonne's dirty
talk, which seemed so out of character for her. "Oh my God, I'm coming! I'm
coming for you!" Yvonne wailed as a huge climax spread from her steamy hot
cunt through her entire body until she arched completely off the bed.
Barbara struggled to hold her as her climax continued to wrack her slim
young twelve year old body.

Yvonne was moaning and crying out her pleasure as her orgasm slowly
subsided. Barbara held her tightly murmuring over and over, "Oh my baby, oh
my sweet child," stroking her sweaty back all the while, feeling her own
swollen breasts pressed hard against her small heaving chest.

"Oh, Barbara, I've never come like that before. That was heaven!" Yvonne
sobbed into Barbara's shoulder.

"Hey, little one, there's lots more where that came from. I can teach you so
much," Barbara whispered.

"Can I touch your pussy now? It looks scrumptious," Yvonne asked quietly.

"You do whatever you like, darling."

Yvonne moved her body around and rested her head on Barbara's stomach. Her
right hand started to drift slowly down until her fingers began to tangle in
Barbara's light coating of pussy fur, sending tiny shivers up Barbara's
spine. Exploring further she encountered Barbara's pussy lips and felt her
wetness. Slipping her finger into her slit Yvonne began gently stroking her,
eventually finding the tight opening to her vagina and slipping two fingers
inside. It felt so wet and hot in there she marveled. Then she heard Barbara
moan as she began a gentle fucking motion, raising her head a little to
watch what she was doing.

"God, honey, yes! Fuck me like that! It feels so good," Barbara cried softly
as Yvonne continued to probe deeper inside her hot pussy. "Go faster honey,
that's it, fuck me faster!"

Yvonne complied with Barbara's wishes, loving Barbara's naughty words, and
turned to look at her face now contorted with lust. She'd seen that look a
few times on her mother's face but this time she knew she was the instrument
of this sweet torture and it thrilled her. Pleasing her own precious angel
this way pleased her so much she wanted the moment never to end. Remembering
what Barbara had done for her Yvonne brought in her other hand and found
Barbara's distended, swollen clit and began frigging her there in small
rapid circles.

Barbara felt the intensity of her coming orgasm and braced to receive its
sweet release. Squeezing her own breasts and nipples almost mindlessly she
was on the edge of an ecstasy she hadn't experienced in years, if ever. She
felt every stroke of Yvonne's busy hands on her cunny. Then it hit her in
hot, searing waves of pleasure radiating out from her pussy like a huge
tsunami. Every nerve in her body seemed charged with the force of it and her
lower limbs shook from its power.

It seemed like minutes before she began to relax and started hearing the
gentle voice of young Yvonne whispering in her ear, "Oh my God, that was so
sweet, that was so awesome, I love you so much, Barbara!"

Barbara quickly embraced Yvonne's young sweet body and kissed her deeply,
stroking her hair, her back, her sweet little ass over and over, unable to
get enough of this young girl to hold on to and to love. As their passion
peaked and quelled they both stopped and looked into the other's face,
gazing in wonderment and adoration.

"God, honey I've never come like that. Thank you so much. That was so
special, sweetheart. I love you Yvonne, more than I can ever tell you."
Barbara whispered to her softly yet intensely, wanting her words to impress
themselves right into her divine soul.

Yvonne threw herself against Barbara and began to cry. "Nobody's ever told
me that before, not like you do. I just know you do, you're so real to me,
so kind and so honest it's a little scary. I just hope I can love you back
as much, that I'll be everything you will be proud of, that you won't be
disappointed in me." She sobbed. "I'm really not much, you know," she
giggled a little. "And I don't have any tits either!"

"I love your sweet little titties, honey and hey, until you get some more of
your own I've got enough for both of us, so cheer up!" Barbara laughed. "And
I already know you won't disappoint me but you have to know that my feelings
for you are unconditional," Barbara said looking her straight in the eye.
"That means you can screw up, make mistakes and fail from time to time, and
I'll still love you just as much. I know there's a lot you've missed in your
life, that you maybe don't know a lot of things other girls your age do, but
that's not your fault. And I'm making it my job to get you caught up. Is
that okay with you?"

"I love how you always ask me if it's okay. Everybody else just orders me
around all the time. And yes, it's okay with me," Yvonne said looking fondly
at her lover. Her lover, gosh that feels so grown up and serious, she
thought with delight.

"Now how about we have a nice shower together? That'll be fun, don't you
think?" asked Barbara.

"Gosh yes! And after I can wear my new bath robe, the silky blue one!"

Barbara watched fondly as Yvonne ran naked into her room and came out
carrying her new treasure over her arm. "Let's go!" she cried and off they
went to the shower room.

After adjusting the temperature Barbara and Yvonne entered the large stall
together and got under the warm spray. The first thing Barbara did was grab
the soap and begin washing Yvonne's pink little body all over, especially
the sensitive places between her legs, over her ripe little backside, and
around her tiny coral peaked breast mounds. Yvonne shivered with all this
attention and couldn't wait until it was her turn.

Barbara didn't want to stop but she realized Yvonne could only get so clean
and probably wanted a turn herself. She graciously handed the soap to her
young lover and felt her small hands immediately trace delicious erotic
patterns over her skin, paying extra attention to her swelling breasts. Then
she washed her back, moving down to fondly stroke her tight ass over and
over again. Turning her around to rinse her off she knelt down and lathed a
big mound of suds into her throbbing pussy before sensuously running her
soapy hands up and down her long legs. Breathing heavily at this point
Barbara thought she might be close to another orgasm.

"Honey stop a minute. Do you want to watch me get myself off, you know, uh,
masturbate?" Barbara said with some trepidation but dying to perform for her
young princess. "You've got me all excited," she smiled.

"Yes, I mean no, I mean I'll do it..." Yvonne stuttered.

"No honey, I want to do this for you, okay?"

"Yeah it's okay!" Yvonne enthused. She had never imagined a sexual act like
this before but the idea burned in her imagination.

Yvonne stood staring as Barbara's hands moved slowly to begin their work.
She began with a rough massage of her left breast, pulling on her nipple and
squeezing her tit as her right hand delved down between her legs. The hot
slippery soap and water acted as potent lubricants, allowing her hands to
glide smoothly and effortlessly over her skin. She watched Yvonne's rapt
face intently as she began to play with herself in earnest, slipping two
fingers into her cunt and fucking herself with hard little slapping sounds.
"Oh that looks so cool!" Yvonne whispered as Barbara now began rubbing her
extended clit bud in hard round circles using her other hand.

As her climax approached she couldn't take her eyes off Yvonne who had that
almost dull look of erotic stupefaction on her face she recognized from past
sexual encounters like this. Her mouth was open with eyes fixed in place,
almost willing Barbara to come. And come she did, with a huge shudder and a
moaning of pure sexual pleasure and release. Yvonne continued staring as
Barbara slowly came back to earth, spent and happy looking.

"That was so cool, Barbara!" Yvonne cried and ran over to embrace her as the
steaming hot water washed over their tired bodies, leaving them both almost
limp with satisfaction.

"I do that, masturbate I mean," Yvonne said quietly. "But I never knew it
was so okay. I was always ashamed when I uh, played with myself. I thought
it was supposed to be dirty but watching you do it was beautiful and such a
turn on! Can I do it for you sometime?" she asked eagerly.

"I can't wait, honey bunch. I'd adore watching you. And thank you for saying
it was beautiful. I wasn't sure if you were going to like it or not. I'm
glad you did and I really liked doing it for you. But for now let's get
dried off and into our robes and just hang out for awhile, what do you say?"

"Cool, babe!" said Yvonne with a laugh as they got out of the shower.
Toweling each other off they each put on their silky kimonos and went to sit
down on Barbara's big white couch.

Seated close together Barbara asked her. "So how's your birthday so far,
little one?"

"Awesome! I can't believe how good it is. It's my best birthday ever! I
don't think anything will ever be this good. Thank you  Barbara, you are
just so kind to me and I love you to bits," Yvonne exclaimed.

"And just for saying those nice things I'm going to do something special for
you. You're still all turned on aren't you?" Yvonne quickly nodded yes.
"Okay then, sit back and open your robe. Barbara's gonna give you a great
big kiss," Yvonne complied and, being extremely curious about what was to
happen next, she bared her naked young body to Barbara's heated gaze.
Barbara knelt down in front of her and proceeded to kiss her stomach and
then her belly button, which sent tingles right into Yvonne's clitoris.
Moving lower she at last seized her main prize and glued her eager mouth
over Yvonne's hairless young pussy.

Yvonne was at first shocked, never actually having heard about oral sex
between women before, but was soon caught up in the shear pleasure of it as
she felt Barbara's lips and tongue hard at work on her clit and cunt. "Yes!"
she cried "Lick my pussy, lick it!" She reveled in each new sensation as
Barbara's tongue first attacked her hardened nub of a clit then moved down
to penetrate her hole. "Oh God, fuck me Barbara, fuck me with your mouth.
Oh, oh, I can't stand it!" she wailed wrapping her legs tightly around
Barbara's head then relaxing to allow her to breathe.

Both of Yvonne's hands entwined themselves in Barbara's damp hair as she
felt the beginnings of another magnificent climax approaching. "Don't stop,
Barbara, please don't stop!" she urged. "Lick my cunt, fuck me with your
tongue!  Oooo I'm almost there!" She discovered she loved using the `C' and
`F' words, but hoped Barbara wasn't offended.

Barbara was not in the least offended and was in fact hugely turned on by
these dirty little words, coming  especially as they did from such a
beautiful young angel's lips. As her fingers tweaked and pulled at Yvonne's
small nipples she continued to bathe her pussy with her tongue, loving her
fresh smell and the taste of her musk. As she sucked hard on her small clit
and worked a finger into her tight hole she could feel the beginnings of
Yvonne's orgasm through subtle changes in the tensions throughout her body.
When it finally hit she hung on tightly to her creamy ass cheeks and buried
her face in her sopping tender pussy as Yvonne bucked and heaved her way
through her electrifying come.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God..." was all Yvonne could repeat in the
aftermath of her spectacular climax.

Barbara looked up at her from between her legs and smiled. "So you liked
that, did you?" she asked coyly.

"Like I guess so!" Yvonne laughed as Barbara sat down beside her and held
her tightly, laughing gently along with her. Then Yvonne froze. "Uh, those
words..."

"You mean like fuck and cunt? Those words? Hey, I love how you talked dirty
to me, sweetheart" Barbara giggled. "It's a big turn on for me so please
don't worry. It's something I really enjoy when making love, especially with
you."

"You are just so cool Barbara. Everything sexy we do seems to be okay with
you"

"Just to let you know, here's the rule I play by sweetie: You can request
anything and you can refuse anything without judgment or shame, and with no
questions asked either way. As long as that applies sex can be a great
adventure for both of us, don't you think?" Barbara asked.

"Yeah, it's just that I don't know a lot about it yet. I'm afraid I might
bore you or something."

"Honey, you will never bore me in bed or out, believe me. I just hope I can
keep up to you. You're in the prime of your life and puberty's just hit so
you're going to be horny all the time and I'm going to be too pooped to
play. That's what you have to worry about!" Barbara laughed.

"Well, let's just hope not too much. But you will tell me, won't you, if I'm
boring or anything?"

"Okay, I promise but I just don't see that happening, sweetheart so please
relax," Barbara pleaded.

"Alright," Yvonne agreed then quickly changed the subject. "I love how you
kissed me, you know, on my pussy like that. I mean, did you like it?"

"I've wanted to do that to you for three days now, sweetie," If she only
knew! "Yes I liked it."

"So I can try that on you, too? I mean I'd like to. I love giving you
pleasure so much. It's like a major turn on for me to make you come," Yvonne
smiled up at Barbara.

"Oh boy, I'll look forward to that! And it works both ways," Barbara said.
"I love making you all excited and getting you off too. That's what sex is
supposed to be about, giving pleasure to each other out of pure love.
Anything else is just mutual masturbation. Two bodies rubbing against each
other to get themselves off," laughed Barbara.

"Hey, I like masturbating now," complained Yvonne.

"And so do I. For me it's making love to myself because now I love myself.
I'm not using anybody else for my own pleasure."

"And it really got me hot watching you masturbate. I wanted to play with
myself too, almost, except I couldn't stop watching. That was just so
horny," Yvonne said with an edge of excitement in her voice.

"Oh, baby, there is so much we can do together," Barbara said in a deep
sultry voice that immediately started Yvonne's juices flowing in
anticipation. "So very much."

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