Date: Sun, 29 Jan 2006 00:34:20 +0000
From: Sensual Peach <sensual_peach@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sweet Guidance

**Disclaimer**

This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places,
and incidents either are products of the author's
imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to
actual events, locals, or persons living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.

Sweet Guidance (Ff, Solo, Adult-Youth)
by
Sensual Peach
Copyright (c) 2006


Vanessa Sands sat in her office as she quietly mused on a
few patient recommendations. Upon hearing the soft chime of
the clock on the wall she quickly snapped back to reality
and confirmed her next appointment. The next scheduled hour
was for an introductory meeting with Dawn Jensen. Vanessa
used her pen to underline the girl's name twice. 11 year
old Dawn had been referred to her by Michelle Clarke, an
old acquaintance and school guidance counselor. The limited
amount of notes that were provided concerning Dawn
mentioned a lack of interest in her classes and a definite
trouble communicating. Vanessa shook her head slightly as
she wondered why the school counselor was unable to handle
such a textbook case on her own. Cases such as this were
almost always the same. A student moves to a city and
school, has trouble fitting in, and with the always growing
class sizes she wasn't being given the attention she
deserved. Dawn had just recently moved into the new
district at the beginning of the school year and
immediately showed signs of being extremely sullen and
withdrawn.

The phone intercom gave a low toned beep and Vanessa
reached to answer it. "Yes, Sandra?"

"A Dawn Jensen is hear for her appointment Miss Sands."

"I'll be right there." she answered. Vanessa always made a
point of meeting her new patients before they came into the
office. It always seemed so pompous to have new people get
ushered into her office as if she were some sort of
Hollywood BigWig or the head of a billion dollar
corporation. This office was to be Dawn Jensen's sanctuary
and it was best to start off on the right foot. Getting out
of her chair, she crossed the room and opened the double
doors to find a shy young girl nervously waiting by the
receptionist's desk.

"Dawn," Vanessa said cheerfully. "It's a pleasure to meet
you."

The girl gave a nervous smile and looked towards the door
as if to make sure there was still an emergency exit for an
escape.

Vanessa extended her hand and placed it on the girl's
shoulder. "Let's go have a seat in my office, ok?"

"O-Okay." Dawn said shakily.

It was obviously very scary for the girl to be meeting with
her without her parents, but Vanessa insisted on it. Having
her mother and father present would only obscure any
possible problems that were causing her current emotion
condition.

"Right here is fine." Vanessa said pointing to a cozy
cluster of chairs by the window.

Dawn slowly made her way to a chair and Vanessa took a seat
directly across from her. The girl kept her head down, her
eyes gazing despondently at the floor. Vanessa gave a half
smile as she looked Dawn Jensen up and down. The girl's
long light brown hair hung slightly in front of her face
hiding her eyes from view. Her soft pink lips were lightly
pursed in a hint of apprehension as her hands remained
folded on her lap. Vanessa's head tilted momentarily as she
found herself admiring the young girl's quiet beauty. The
woman soon noticed that her breathing had become shallow
and took a few seconds to compose herself before speaking
again.

"Thanks for coming Dawn," Vanessa finally said. "I'd like
you to know right off that bat that you are free to say
whatever you want here. Nothing that's said hear will ever
be repeated to your parents or your teachers."

Dawn nodded her head silently.

Vanessa could immediately tell that Dawn was shut in her
shell tight. It was suddenly clear why Michelle had
referred the Dawn to her. This situation was going to take
much more attention than a regular school counselor would
be capable of.

"We might as well start at the beginning." Vanessa said
smiling warmly. "Dawn, honey, we're going to have to speak
to each other. I can't stare at the top of your head the
entire time."

Dawn gingerly reached up and brushed away the long tresses
from in front of her eyes. "I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry about Dawn." Vanessa leaning
forward a little. "It's just that I won't be able to help
you if we can't talk."

Dawn nodded timidly and began twiddling her thumbs.

"Is there anything you want to let me know Dawn? Anything
troubling you lately?"

"No." Dawn said softly.

"Mrs. Clarke tells me that you're having a bit of trouble
in school."

The girl shrugged her shoulders and gazed out the window.

"And your parents have mentioned that you've been really
quiet since you moved here."

This time Dawn offered no reply and continued staring out
the window at the passing cars in the street below.

Vanessa ran her eyes along the smooth arch of Dawn's neck
and immediately wondered what it would be like run her
fingers up and down the girl's skin. Closing her eyes and
giving her head a small shake, Vanessa knew it had been
entirely too long since she had sex. The long hours of a 41
year old therapist were often counterproductive to a
healthy love life. Regardless of her age, there was
certainly no denying that Dawn was an attractive young
lady. Vanessa let out a brief sigh and reached for Dawn's
file folder. She flipped through a few of the notes that
were provided by both Michelle and Dawn's parents. Even
before Dawn had come to her new school her grades were on a
slight decline. The sharp drop was only most evident this
year.

"Something is gnawing away at this girl and it's been doing
it for awhile now." Vanessa thought to herself as she
scribbled a few more notes.

Suddenly Dawn turned to the woman and stared directly into
her eyes. In that instant Vanessa caught a glimpse of the
inner pain in the young girl's eyes as she seemed to call
out for help.

"Dawn," Vanessa finally said. "I'm going to do whatever I
can to help you."

Dawn's eyes began to glisten and it seemed she would burst
into tears at any minute. Instead, the girl took in a deep
breath and swallowed her emotion. Vanessa wanted to reach
out and hold the girl in her arms but fought back the
growing urge.

"Please, talk to me Dawn. I'm here to listen. I want to
listen to you." Vanessa finished her statement by placing
her hand on the girl's knee and giving it a gentle squeeze.
Dawn looked up and gave a half-smile. She inhaled a
staggered breath as if to speak but remained silent. "Is
something troubling you at home?" Vanessa continued to
prod.

"Oh no, nothing like that." Dawn said quickly. Vanessa was
almost startled at the girl's abrupt reply but was pleased
that she had broken the uneasy silence.

"Something is obviously bothering you." Vanessa continued.

Dawn leaned back in her chair and swished her feet along
the floor. "I-I just don't think I can ." she whispered.

"Don't think you can? Don't think you can what, dear?"

But the moment had passed and Dawn began nervously looking
around the room with a look of panic on her face. She was
rapidly becoming visibly upset as her fair skin flushed a
shade of pink. Vanessa mercifully decided not to dig at the
girl any longer on their first meeting.

"I think that's enough for today Dawn." Vanessa said
brightly as she rose from her seat. Dawn immediately jumped
out of her chair and hurried to the door. "Thank-You for
coming!" she called out as the door closed.

Immediately after Dawn's exit, Vanessa flopped back into
her chair and gave a puffy cheeked exhale. "Definitely a
tough nut to crack . if you'll excuse the expression." She
thought to herself. "Something she said . something about
not thinking she can. What is she holding back on? What's
keeping her scared? What would she look like naked?"

The sudden thought that burst into her mind caused her
pulse to quicken. Soon naughty thoughts of young Dawn
Jensen began to flood Vanessa's imagination. Her hand
twitched at the thought of running her fingers through
Dawn's brown hair as she imagined kissing every inch of the
girl's smooth young body.

"I'll help you Miss Jensen," Vanessa purred as her hand
slid between her legs. "and I just might help myself as
well."

*****

Over the next few days Vanessa began outlining her plan of
action for Dawn's therapy. Communication was a difficult
matter so Vanessa elected to try some rather extreme
techniques. It would all depend on how desperate Dawn's
parents were to help their daughter. Vanessa made
preparations to recommend a period of at least one month
where Dawn would stay with her at her home. In situations
such as this where the girl was so withdrawn it would only
be a matter of time before she completely escaped within
herself to avoid dealing with the problems that haunted
her. Vanessa was sure to make this clear to Dawn's parents
as she outlined the very clear fact that since Dawn was
still so young there was more than a good chance that she
could still conquer her personal demons. Of course Dawn
would be free to visit her parents on scheduled weekends
but it would be crucial that Dawn remain strictly under her
supervision during the bulk of the planned period of time.

Not surprisingly, Dawn's parents were more than supportive
of Vanessa's suggested course of action. The eloquent and
persuasive therapist prided herself on her ability to get
what she wanted. Two desires drove the ambitious woman now,
her need to help Dawn overcome her slump and her simmering
lust. Vanessa hadn't planned on falling for the nervous
young lady who walked into her office that afternoon but
there it was . the unmistakable urge that shot through her
entire body.

*****

After the arrangements were made and the details were
hammered out, it was only a few hours until Dawn would
arrive at Vanessa's home. She had met with Dawn a few more
times before taking this final step and the girl showed
signs of apprehension at the situation but made no verbal
attempt to protest.

The familiar chime of the doorbell interrupted Vanessa's
chain of thought and she looked gleefully. This moment
couldn't have come soon enough.

With the greetings of final reassuring of Dawn's parents
over, Dawn stood in the entrance way timidly clutching her
suitcase. Vanessa slid her eyes over the entire girl before
continuing. "Well, let's get you settled in shall we?"
Vanessa led Dawn through her modest two level apartment, up
the stairs to the guest bedroom. Giving the girl a warm
smile Vanessa opened a door at and presented her new room
for the coming month. "Here we are."

Dawn hesitantly entered the room and looked around. For a
moment a hint of a smile crossed the girl's face as she
noted the spacious room and comfortable looking bed.

"My bedroom is right at the end of the hallway over there.
If you need to use the bathroom it's right next to your
room out here." Vanessa said moving to the doorway. "Why
don't you go ahead and put your clothes in the dresser
there and come meet me downstairs, okay?"

"'kay." Dawn said almost inaudibly.

Vanessa closed the door behind her and stood silently
against the door for a moment. She listened to the girl
fumbling with her suitcase and beginning to put her clothes
away. "Soon Dawn. Soon."

*****

"I-I don't know." Dawn stuttered.

"You know Dawn," Vanessa started in quickly. "You just may
not know exactly how to say it." Glancing up at the clock
Vanessa noticed that she had already been talking to Dawn
for an hour and a half. It had been that long and the weary
therapist could count on two hands how many times young
Dawn and spoken. "Dawn whatever you're feeling . it's not
anything that you shouldn't be feeling. It's completely
natural. You're not alone; over the years I've heard pretty
much everything that worries young women like you. All you
have to do is talk it out with me and I can help you."

"Mrs. Clarke couldn't." Dawn replied.

"Fair enough," Vanessa said secretly hoping she could
continue this dialogue. "but Mrs. Clarke wasn't capable of
helping you. I am."

"W-Why did I ..." Dawn started.

"Why did you . what?" Vanessa said urging the girl to
continue.

"Why did I have to come . here?"

"Why do you think you had to come here?" Vanessa countered.

Dawn furrowed her brow and finally answered, "Because my
grades are going down?"

Vanessa remained silent and allowed the girl to continue.

"Because I'm so quiet all the time?" Dawn said looking to
Vanessa for an answer.

"Those are only parts of what's really bothering you Dawn.
The fact that you seem so sad and that your grades are
going down are only because you won't deal with something
else." Dawn's eyes widened as if Vanessa had hit something
that made her realize something for the first time. "I
think . that it's a very good sign that you even asked me
that question."

"What question?"

"You asked why you had to come here." Vanessa replied. "I
think that's the first time you've even asked me something.
I take that as a good sign you want to find out what's
bothering you."

Dawn smiled. Vanessa returned the smile and reached to take
Dawn's hand. The girl blushed slightly as Vanessa overlaid
her other hand and stared for a moment.

"What do you think about kissing?" Vanessa asked as her
voice lowered slightly.

"K-Kissing?" Dawn asked curiously.

"Have you kissed another boy or girl?" Vanessa asked
calmly.

"You m-mean like my Mom and Dad?"

"I mean like someone at school or in your dancing class."

"I don't think so." Dawn replied innocently.

"Have you ever wanted to kiss someone?"

Turning a bright shade of red, Dawn shook her head no.

"It's ok if you've wanted to kiss someone Dawn." Vanessa
said leaning closer to the girl. Dawn seemed to tremble for
a moment as her eyes widened. "Good!" the woman announced.
"I think you've made some excellent progress today." With
that Vanessa pulled the girl to her feet. "Why don't you
head up to bed, I've still got some work to do."

"Okay Miss Sands," Vanessa's blood burned at hearing her
name on Dawn's lips. ". Miss Sands?"

"Yes dear?"

"Thank-You." The girl said as she turned and walked towards
the stairs.

*****

Vanessa moaned as she fondled her breasts, moving her hips
up and down on the bed, stimulating a subtle bucking motion
as she imagined Dawn's small hands on her body. She pinched
her hard nipples, her breath starting to become ragged as
soft sighs spilled from her trembling lips. Pulling the
dark pink nubs away from her breast, she squeezed them
harder, panting rhythmically as she felt the beginnings of
an orgasm. Moving one hand up to her face, she licked the
two digits, slathering them in saliva before sliding it
back down to her pussy. Vanessa's legs fell apart as she
opened her thighs. Slowly she slipped her moistened fingers
along her quivering pussy while her other hand continued to
squeeze and pulp her full breast. She slid her fingers over
her swollen lips and moved her palm onto her stiffening
white hot clit. The back of the woman's head dug deep into
her pillow as she slipped two fingers inside herself. She
began wriggling them in circles, twisting and thrusting
them within her tight walls, the palm of her hand steadily
massaging her burning clit. Vanessa's hips rose and fell on
the bed as she fucked herself. Sweat began to pour down her
face and pooled in the hollows of her neck. She moved her
fingers faster, closing her eyes while she imagined she was
in the guest bedroom with Dawn. She envisioned pressing
Dawn hard against the damp sheets as she guided the girl's
slender fingers to thrust deeper into her. Vanessa's moaned
as her orgasm rose to consume her. A scream escaped her
lips .

"Ohhh, Daaaawn!"

Vanessa fucked herself until the last quivering wave of her
orgasm finally died away. The woman's head flopped to the
side as her eyelids fluttered.

Suddenly a creak by the bedroom door caused Vanessa to
raise up, quickly covering her naked breasts with a sheet.

"Dawn?" Vanessa called out as he eyes adjusted.

"I-I'm sorry Miss Sands. I thought I heard something." The
girl said uneasily.

"Oh, No no. I'm fine Sweetheart. I must have been having a
dream."

"Are you ok?" Dawn asked taking a step forward.

"I think so, yeah." Vanessa said with a grin. "Good night
Dawn."

"Night." Dawn said as she shut the door. Vanessa heard her
small footstep scurry down the hall and back to the guest
room.

How much had the girl seen? Vanessa secretly hoped that the
girl had been there for the whole thing. The thought of
Dawn's eyes on her glistening naked body as she touched her
most intimate places immediately reignited her desire.
Throwing her legs over the side of the bed and pulling out
a laptop computer from her night-table drawer, Vanessa
flipped up the monitor and stared at the screen.

She watched as Dawn returned to the room and laid on the
top of her covers wide awake. The hidden camera in the vent
of the guest room was sending a perfect picture. This was a
wicked little secret that would double for help in therapy
and giving Vanessa an illicit view into Dawn's privacy. If
the ambitious therapist had a glimpse of what the girl did
when she thought no one was around she could use that
information to better conduct their discussion sessions.
But there was no doubt at this moment, the lust fueled
woman just wanted to spy on the object of her longing.

"Good night Sweetheart." Vanessa said caressing the screen.

*****

Vanessa woke up the next morning and lounged lazily on her
bed. She remembered falling asleep watching Dawn toss and
turn all night. The girl was obviously restless as she
exhibited the classic signs of frustration.

"She's close to the edge," Vanessa purred. "All she needs
is a push."

*****

Dawn pushed open the door to Miss Sands' apartment and
breathed a small sigh of relief. Another day of school was
over and she wouldn't have to face the feelings of anxiety
for another few hours. For the past few days she had come
to appreciate Miss Sands' . Vanessa's attempts to alleviate
her fear. At first she was angry with her parents for
making her come to stay with the therapist and she was sure
that it would be a repeat of her experience with Mrs.
Clarke. But even within the first few minutes of meeting
Vanessa she could tell the woman was different. Her eyes
seem to cut through the walls she had built up around her
and shed some light on a part of her she thought she had
lost.

"Dawn? Is that you dear?" Vanessa called out from another
room.

"Yes! It's me." Dawn squeaked as loud as she could.

"I'm just finishing up some paperwork . Oh! Could you be a
sweetheart and go up and get something from my room?"

Not wanting to yell again, Dawn followed the sound of
Vanessa voice into the den. "What do you need?" she asked.

Vanessa immediately flashed the girl a warm smile upon
seeing her enter the room. "Hello Dear. I need a green file
folder I left up on the desk by my bed."

Dawn nodded quickly and made for the stairs straight away.
Hesitantly, Dawn opened the latch handle to Vanessa's
bedroom and peeked her head inside. The room was spacious
and tidy with a slight scent of lilac. After her eyes had
roamed the entire room she carefully stepped inside and
began the search for the file folder. Brushing a stray
strand of brown hair from her eyes she came across a small
desk by the bedroom window. There was the folder . but
wait, what was covering it?

Dawn curiously slid a glossy magazine out from underneath a
few stray papers. The girl almost gasped as she examined
the cover picture of two half naked women embracing. The
taller blonde had her arm around the smaller blonde's waist
as if to pull her in for a fiery kiss. Dawn traced every
curve of the women's bodies with her eyes as a strange new
tingle flooded her body. She began to feel lightheaded as
she felt the urge to flip through the pages.

"Dawn?" Vanessa called from downstairs. "Did you find it?"

The girl's heart nearly leapt out of her chest when she
heard Vanessa's voice break into her daze.

"Um, Yes! Be right there!" Dawn called towards the door.

As she fumbled with the magazine and reached for the file
folder Dawn noticed a few more magazines on the desk.
Something stirred within her as she formulated a
spontaneous plan.

"Would she miss one of these? I could just take one of
these to look at." Dawn thoughts twisted inside her mind.

"Dawn?" Vanessa called again.

"Coming!" Dawn said as she snatched a magazine and hid in
beneath her sweater.

Vanessa immediately shut her laptop screen and smirked.
"Such a naughty girl."

*****

That night Dawn made sure she was in bed on time. After she
heard Vanessa close her bedroom door she clicked on her
bedside lamp and pulled out her "borrowed" magazine. She
flipped through the pages curiously and stared intently at
the gorgeous women. Soon her thoughts turned to Vanessa and
how she had heard her breathing hard in the next room. The
woman's soft murmuring had caused the girl to investigate
only to find Vanessa naked on her bed touching herself. The
way she touched herself seemed to make her whole body
tremble with an unnamable happiness. Dawn found herself
wanting to duplicate that feeling for herself and quickly
slipped her nightgown over her head.

"Vanessa had her hand down there." Dawn thought to herself.
The girl slid her unsure palm between her legs and began to
clumsily massage her young pussy. The girl felt small
twinges of pleasure but nothing seemed to subside this hot
feeling that was building within her. She rubbed harder but
found the sensation to be irritating. Giving an audible
sigh, Dawn tossed her blanket and sheets aside and pulled
her panties down around her ankles. Her inexperienced
attention to her body seemed to only enflame her desire as
she ran her hands along her ribcage and cupped her budding
young breasts.

*Knock, Knock* "Dawn I just wanted to ." Vanessa started as
she opened the guest room door.

Dawn gasped and fumbled with her underwear only to find it
uncooperative. She grabbed at her blanket and hurriedly
covered herself.

"Dawn . what were you . what were you doing?" Vanessa asked
in false astonishment.

"I-I uh, I was just getting ready for bed." Dawn stammered.

Vanessa walked closer to the bed where the girl lie curled
in embarrassment. "Dawn," she said sternly. "You were
touching yourself weren't you."

"No I-I wasn't ..." Dawn protested.

Vanessa reached out and seized her stolen magazine. A look
of humiliation spread across Dawn's face as Vanessa stared
at the magazine for a moment and then turned her gaze
towards the girl. "Did you get this from my room?"

The girl remained silent and avoided eye contact.

"Dawn?" Vanessa said in a slightly raised voice. "Did you
take this from my room?"

"Yes," Dawn said shyly. "I did. I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" Vanessa snapped. Dawn jumped a little at the sound
of the woman's voice. "Did you say you were sorry?"

"Y-yes." Dawn replied weakly.

"Why would you be sorry?" The question caused Dawn to look
up inquisitively. "You heard me Dawn. Why would you be
sorry?"

"W-Why?" Dawn whispered.

"Dawn, you have nothing to be sorry for." Vanessa said
bluntly. "You saw something you wanted and you took it."

Dawn pulled her neck back a bit and looked at the woman
with shock. "Y-you're not mad?"

"Of course I'm mad!" Vanessa shouted. "I'm furious that you
didn't ask me to look at these. I'm angry that you didn't
come talk to me about what you saw me doing the other
night."

"But I ."

"No, there is simply no excuse young lady." Vanessa said
standing and turning her back to the girl. "How can I help
you when you won't even talk to me about these things.
Perhaps . perhaps you'd be comfortable talking to someone
else. Maybe it's time for you to go home."

"No! Please Miss Sands, I'm sorry!" Dawn pleaded.

Vanessa spoke again, this time her voice was low and
throaty, "Touch yourself Dawn."

Dawn was taken aback, "T-touch myself?"

"It's really quite simple. Start gently, touch yourself on
your pussy." Vanessa demonstrated by patting her own
moistening mound. "The secret is not to expect fireworks
right off the bat. That's the beauty of being a woman,
Dawn. It's all about subtlety. Patience."

Starting with her right hand on her belly, Dawn slid her
palm down her body. Vanessa had seated herself on the edge
of the bed beside the girl and pulled aside the blanket
Dawn was using to cover herself. Her gaze soon fixed
between Dawn's outstretched legs.

The therapist struggled to find a new word to describe Dawn's
young pussy but gave up. "Sweetheart, you have a perfect little
pussy." Vanessa's pulse quickened as her eyes moved over the
girl's hairless outer lips. As Dawn's slender legs moved apart
she could just make out the delicate labia within.

Vanessa looked the girl up and down and stood silently for
a moment. The brief glimpse of Dawn's nudity earlier really
hadn't done her nubile body justice. Her legs were long and
slim and her stomach was tight and flat. Her breasts, while
not large by any means, were starting to fill in nicely.
The girl's skin was absolutely flawless, almost luminous in
the dim light of the bedroom.

"I-It feels . weird." Dawn panted.

"It will at first, Sweetie. Don't think about it. Think
about something else . think about these gorgeous women in
the magazine. Fantasize."

"Fantasize?" Dawn asked.

"Just think about something that makes you feel good. Think
about these women kissing each other and touching each
other. Think about them touching you." Vanessa coached.

Dawn closed her eyes and began to tweak her nipples gently.
The small numbs almost instantly became erect.

"You have such beautiful little breasts Dawn." Vanessa said
huskily.

"MmmmHmmmmm." Dawn could only reply.

"That's in Honey," Vanessa encouraged. "Don't be ashamed of
your body. Slide your hands down your stomach . that's it."
The woman's gazed fixed between Dawn's now outstretched
legs.

Seeing the older woman staring at her most private place
was both incredibly thrilling and incredibly embarrassing
to the young brunette.

AS if sensing the girl's apprehension Vanessa spoke again,
"Do you like me looking at you Dawn?"

"I-I don't know?" Dawn panted continuing her rhythmic
touching.

"How can you not know? You either like me watching you
touch yourself or you don't." Vanessa teased.

"I-I like it." The girl admitted.

"Tell me you want me to watch you."

"I w-want you to watch me." Dawn repeated.

"Watch you what?" Vanessa asked firmly.

"I want you to watch me touch myself." Dawn said as her
breathing became more ragged.

"You look so amazing Dawn. So pretty, so sexy." Vanessa was
almost salivating at the sight of the beautiful, pink pussy
in front of her. She couldn't believe how wet the girl was
getting with even having touched her clit yet.

"Vanes. Vanes. Miss Sands . Please I ." Dawn struggled with
her words as she twisted her hips.

"Would you like a little help Dawn?" Vanessa asked
soothingly.

"YES! I feel so . so ." The girl was unable to finish as
her head dropped to her chest and she sucked in a whistling
breath through her teeth.

Reaching under the bed and Vanessa searched around until
she found a familiar shape of her most personal, private
possession. Manipulation a switch on the base of the device
until it came to life, making a low of definitely audible
buzz. "I was saving this here for you."

Dawn eyed the new device inquisitively, "What is it?"

"It's a personal massager," Vanessa replied. "A vibrator."

Dawn's hips were still writhing slowly as she watched the
vibrator with interest, seeing it as a possible way to
soothe her now aching need.

Vanessa let the vibrator buzz at Dawn's entrance,
moistening it in the girl's glistening lips. The therapist
tried not to look too intently, but she couldn't help but
admire Dawn's adolescent female body. Gently, she dipped
the very tip of the diminutive instrument inside Dawn.
Instinctively, the girl pushed back against it trying to
find a release. Vanessa put a steadying hand on Dawn's
waist, urging her not to be so eager.

"Please." Dawn pleaded as the vibration on her throbbing
middle left her on the edge of something she couldn't begin
to control. The girl's face was a please to behold . her
features contorted, her teeth gritted, her emotions beyond
awareness. Vanessa wondered for a moment if this was how
she looked when she was about to orgasm. Little squelching
noises came from Dawn's young pussy as Vanessa eased the
vibrator shallowly in and out. Soon the woman moved the
pulsating tip of the toy to Dawn's white hot clit.
Immediately dawn felt the spasms surge through her body.
The intenseness of her feelings almost caused her to pass
out with sheer bliss. She almost threw herself off the bed
as the spasms rushed through her hips causing her mouth to
drop open and release a scream of pleasure.

"OhhhhAIEEEEEEEEEEEEaahhhh!!!!."


Dawn collapsed back down as her jumbled thoughts began to
solidify after the incredible high she had just
experienced. Her chest rose and fell with each labored gasp
for air.

Vanessa's lust raged within her upon seeing this display.
Her panties were soaked through and a voice screeched
inside her head to take the girl laid out before her and
satisfy her urges. Her had twitched and longed to move
towards her dripping pussy, push inside her panties, and
caress her engorged clit. It took every ounce of self
control to disobey her instinct and rise from the bedside.

Leaning back to the girl's ear Vanessa simply whispered,
"You deny yourself pleasure like this when you close
yourself off."

With that, Vanessa strode out of the room and closed the
door behind her. Vanessa's words continued to echo in
Dawn's mind as exhaustion caused her to drift into sleep.

*****

That night Dawn slept like a rock. Vanessa peeked in on her
in the early morning and saw a smile on her face as she
snoozed. She took it upon herself to call into Dawn's
school and dismiss her from that day's classes due to her
therapy treatments. Dawn's parents had already
preauthorized any time off from school that was required
or her treatment sessions so there was no problem.

"Patient is becoming willing to release her anxieties. She
still requires my supervision to find the right outlet and
remains unsure of her own ability. I will attempt a more
intensive therapy to try to draw her out." Vanessa finished
and clicked off her tape recorder.

*****

Dawn stirred out of a sound sleep and lifted herself up on
the mattress by her elbows. The afternoon sun was trickling
in through the closed curtains throwing light patterns
against the walls. A smile curled Dawn's lips as the memory
of last night returned. Was it a dream? Was the tingle on
her skin just part of some delightful fantasy? With a
boisterous sigh, Dawn rolled out of bed fully nude and took
a peak out the window. Out of the corner of her eye she
caught a glimpse of herself in a full length mirror leaned
against the far side of the bedroom. Sashaying over to the
mirror, Dawn took a few moments to appreciate her
reflection. She tilted her head to stare at her developing
breasts, jutting out her chest proudly as she imagined them
getting as big as Vanessa's. Instinctively from looking
over her body, Dawn's hand brushed down to the junction
between her legs. Her fingertips lightly trailed over her
young pussy as she remembered the ecstasy Vanessa's touch
and toy had made her experience. Not only ecstasy . but a
kind of clarity. She had experienced kind clarity of mind
that she had been lacking for a long, long time. There was
no confusion in those fleeting moments, no cloud of gloom
that fogged her senses. Vanessa had successfully reached to
her core and shown her how great she could feel if she just
had the courage to try.

The therapist's words echoed in her mind once again, "You
deny yourself pleasure like this when you close yourself
off." Was pleasure really this easy to get? All she had to
do was have the confidence to seek it out. But she couldn't
do it alone . could she? Was she strong enough? What was
stopping her? The girl herself couldn't answer the
questions springing up over and over.

"Ah, you're finally up." Vanessa voice said from behind.
Dawn whirled around towards the doorway and grinned as
their eyes met. "Why don't you get dressed and come get
something to eat?"

"'kay!" Dawn said enthusiastically as she clasped her hands
over her stomach.

*****

Vanessa ran Dawn's plate under the stream of hot water and
scrubbed off a few of the food specks. With breakfast
behind them, the two retired to living room.

The therapist had purposefully worn a tight low cut top to
further entice the young girl. Her cunning plan was working
perfectly as she caught Dawn trying purposefully not to
stare and then quickly averting her eyes when Vanessa
looked her way.

"Dawn," Dawn immediately recognized the serious tone of
Vanessa's voice. "What happened to your confidence?"

"My confidence?" Dawn struggled.

"Yes, your self-assurance, your certainty."

"I-I'm not sure Miss Sands."

"You're absolutely right," Vanessa continued. "It could be
any number of things. It could be your new school, it could
be the fact that you're brighter than the rest of your
class, or it could be your natural childhood angst had
simply overtaken your ambition."

Dawn's head spun at the rapid speech Vanessa was throwing
at her.

"I'm sorry Sweetheart . what I mean is; I think it's all of
those things and more that's causing you to close yourself
off. Frankly it doesn't matter what's causing it. We need
to focus on rebuilding your confidence and making it strong
enough to last." Vanessa turned to the girl and asked her
point blank, "How did you feel when you were masturbating?"

"Mastoorbait?" Dawn replied in a confused manner.

"When you were touching yourself . touching your sensitive
spot. Your pussy. That's masturbating."

"Well, I felt weird. I felt . I felt very good." Dawn said
as she remembered the emotions that rocked through her the
previous night.

"What did you want?"

"Want?"

"Yes, what was your mind telling you?"

"It was telling me . mmmmm, that I wanted more. That I
wanted ."

"That you wanted what Dawn?" Vanessa urged. The girl felt
silent as her cheeks began to burn. Vanessa shook her head
and stood up from her seat. "That you wanted WHAT Dawn?"
she repeated.

"That . That I wanted to kiss you." Dawn said quietly. The
girl looked up and gazed into the therapist's eyes.

"God, she has such beautiful, innocent eyes." Vanessa
thought to herself as she leaned and took the girl's face
in her hands. Gently, Vanessa pushed her lips against
Dawn's.

The kiss was soft and slow; a gentle innocent first kiss
with promises of intense passion to follow. Soon the kiss
became wet as Dawn's eager lips seemed to come to life.
Vanessa allowed the kiss to become deeper and fervent but
soon broke it off to face the girl again. The girl leaned
her head forward as Vanessa moved away, not wanting to
sever the kiss just yet.

"Now," Vanessa panted. "What did you want Dawn?"

"To Ki-Mmmmmmmhmmm." Dawn hurriedly threw herself forward
and resumed the kiss. Their lips pressed urgently against
each other, and soon the girl felt Vanessa pushing her
long, agile tongue into her mouth. She reveled in the new
sensation as Vanessa twirled it around in an attempt to
coax Dawn's inexperienced tongue to share in the wet heat
of their forbidden kiss. Vanessa slid her hands under
Dawn's shirt and caressed the skin of her back and
shoulders.

This time Dawn broke the kiss, gasping as she did so.
Vanessa looked down at her face, at her kiss-swollen lips,
the desire smoldering in her young innocent eyes. The
girl's eyes moved down the woman's body and focused on her
chest.

Vanessa smiled. "That's right. What do you want Sweetie?"

"These," Dawn replied. "I want to see."

"My breasts?" Vanessa said playfully.

"Yes! Your big beautiful breasts." Dawn said nodding her
head.

Vanessa began unbuttoning her blouse, while Dawn was now
frozen in place staring as the older woman removed her top.

"See?" Vanessa said. "There was nothing hard about asking."

Dawn's jaw dropped open as she saw Vanessa's large breasts
straining against her lacy bra.

Turning her back to the girl Vanessa asked, "Sweetie, would
you be a dear and help me with this?" With shaky but
determined fingers, Dawn fumbled with the clasps. The girl
tried her best but was unable to unhook the bra completely.
"Here, let me help you," Vanessa said as she skillfully
unhooked the remaining snaps with one hand. Teasingly, the
woman cupped her breasts and turned towards the girl. "Are
you sure you want these?"

"Yes!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! . Yes, Please!"

"Hmmmm . no. I don't you're quite sure. I don't think you
want these after all." Vanessa said teasingly as she
straightened slowly, her now loosened hair falling into her
face.

"Please!" the girl pleaded. "I need to see them!"

"Well, you may believe you need them Dawn, but really you
just WANT to see them. There's a difference between wanting
and needing." Vanessa continued to tease.

Not wanting to wait any longer, Dawn pulled Vanessa's hands
away from her chest and cupped the woman's smooth silky
breasts, kneading and stroking them. The girl's thumbs
scraped across the pointed peaks causing a small gasp to
escape Vanessa's lips.

"Mmmmmm, that's it darling," Vanessa sighed.

Dawn continued to stroke the puckered tips, squeezing the
tender mounds of her therapist's swelling globes. A dreamy
look crossed Dawn's eyes as her mouth sank back onto the
older woman's as her tongue now demanded entrance.
Vanessa's arms encircled the girl's lithe torso pulling her
closer with a craving she had felt ever since she laid eyes
on her. Dawn's kiss began to deepen as her inexperienced
tongue swept every corner of Vanessa's mouth causing the
woman to moan faintly. The girl's heart began to beat
faster as she realized her therapist wanted more of her. As
the two broke the kiss to out of necessity to breathe,
Vanessa dipped her lips back to the girl's and flicked out
the tip of her tongue and traced Dawn's upper lip.

"You *huff* you taste good." Dawn panted.

"The rest of me is even better." Vanessa said in a
tantalizing tone.

"I want to ." Dawn began to say.

"I don't know," Vanessa said raising her eyebrow. "I don't
think you know what you want. Even now." The older woman
pushed the girl backwards onto the sofa and concentrated on
removing the girl's clothes. She fumbled with the small
buttons on Dawn's shirt for a few moments before just
ripping it off. The girl gasped at Vanessa's sudden action
but soon rested her hand to the woman's thigh. With the
young girl lying completely naked in front of her, Vanessa
tenderly drew the backs of her fingers over the girl's
breasts feeling her warm flesh. Dawn's body tightened as
she writhes under the older woman's touch, mewling in
delight.

As Vanessa ran her other hand across Dawn's stomach the
girl took hold of it and held it. "Miss Sands . I ."

"Dawn," Vanessa said firmly. "You're not taking the
initiative here." The woman took a deep sigh before
speaking again. "I'm going to trying leading by example."

"Miss Sands?"

"Sweetie, you are so sexy. I want you to lick me."

Dawn shyly stuck out her pink tongue intending to lick
Vanessa's arm. The older woman let out a laugh at the
child's efforts and ran her fingers through Dawn's hair.
"No silly, I want you to eat me. I want you to lick my
pussy."

Without another word or hesitation, Vanessa slide up along
Dawn's smooth body until her knees were on either side of
the girl's head. Resting in a kneeling position Vanessa
took hold of the back of Dawn's head and raised her head
towards her sizzling mound. The therapist gazed into Dawn's
large, innocent eyes for a moment before pressing her face
firmly into her pussy. Vanessa exhaled noisily as she felt
the girl's lips come in contact with her already dripping
pussy.

"Dawn honey? Now you're going to start licking like you
were licking an ice cream, ok?" A muffled noise of
understanding came from between Vanessa's legs as Dawn's
flicked out her tongue. "That's right baby, That's right.
Stick your tongue out as far as you can."

Dawn followed the words of instruction and pushed her
tongue up into the folds of the woman's pussy. Vanessa
began to buck her hips against the girl's face as her
thighs spread out further. The wet stickiness of Vanessa's
arousal covered the girl's face as she felt the orgasm
beginning to build.

"Yes honey! You see?!" Vanessa yelped. "You see how easy it
is to feel this pleasure *pant* if only you aren't afraid
to chase it? YES DAWN! Do you see?"

Dawn mumbled something unintelligible from beneath the
woman's grinding body as her tongue moved closer to
Vanessa's clit.

"Oh yes. Oh Dawn. Just a little higher. Jus-Just a little
HIGHER! YES!" With those words Vanessa's orgasm ripped
through her. The heavenly sensation rushed along every
nerve in Vanessa' body and caused her to hug the girl
tightly with her thighs. As the orgasm ebbed, felt light
headed as she toppled off the girl and onto the carpeted
floor.

Dawn instantly leaped off the couch with a look of concern
in her eyes. Dawn straddle the dazed woman; Vanessa's
glistening juices still covering her face.

"Miss Sands?" She said with concern. "Miss Sands are you
ok?"

As Vanessa's eyes focused she saw Dawn's face dripping with
her love-juice. "Oh darling, you look fantastic."

The girl giggled as she realized Vanessa wasn't injured,
"It got pretty wet under there. D-Did I do it right."

"Oh Sweetie, you were perfect." Vanessa replied as she
embraced her young lover.

"Touch me." Dawn said clearly.

"What Sweetheart? What did you say?" Even though Vanessa
had obviously heard the words, she had to ask.

"Touch me," Dawn repeated. "Touch me, kiss me, I want you
to. Please."

"Of course my darling." Vanessa said as she started
nibbling her way down the girl's chest to her small
breasts, tasting the tender flesh with loving intensity.

Dawn inhaled deeply, and sprawled out on the carpet,
deliberately relaxing as she allowed the older woman to
pleasure her. The girl' reached down to gently stroke
Vanessa's face and hair, trailing her fingers over her
therapist's temple and down her cheek. Vanessa paused
briefly to kiss each fingertip before returning her
attentions to Dawn's small nipples, sending now familiar
tingles of delight through the girl. Dawn felt her
breathing deepen again as her heart rate rose in turn. When
Vanessa trailed down the girl's supple belly, Dawn muscles
tensed as she anticipated the woman's mouth on her most
intimate region.

But Vanessa had other ideas, new ideas, as she drew away to
wrap her arm around Dawn's leg. Pulling the girl's limb
against her stomach, Vanessa hooked her own leg over Dawn's
other thigh. Bewildered by this unfamiliar positioning
Vanessa was positioning arranging them into, Dawn watched
intently as the older woman attempted to fit them together.
The girl was abruptly jolted by the sensation of Vanessa's
wetness being pressed against her own.

"Does that feel good baby?" Vanessa asked, her eyes lipped
as she began undulating against the girl.

"Mmmm ahhhh," Dawn moaned, finding it hard to breathe.
"Yes, OH Yes!"

Vanessa smiled sensually, her gaze capturing Dawn's as they
watched each other intently. Dawn stared deeply in the
older woman's eyes, the intensity of her look spoke volumes
of her smoldering desire. The girl was seeing things
clearly for the first time in her life. She didn't feel
afraid or nervous and it was all thanks to the woman in
front of her.

"What are you thinking about babygirl?" Vanessa murmured
after a few moments, her voice low and unsteady.

"I- I see what you mean now," the girl replied, swallowing
against the dryness in her mouth which came about as a
result of trying to gulp more air into her lungs. "I don't
have to be afraid. I won't get hurt for just trying."

"Wonderful," Vanessa said, hugging the girl's left tightly
to her stomach. "That's all I wanted to show you. All you
need to know is that fact and you can do anything."

Dawn felt dizzy, the heat of Vanessa sliding against her,
beginning to send tremors through her small body. The girl
shivered as she felt the older woman's hard nub rub over
her own, Vanessa's wetness seeming to trickle inside her.
Dawn moaned loudly as her internal muscles squeezed
rhythmically. The moist, warm pressure against her middle
made the girl feel as if every nerve ending was being
stimulated and it caused her to move her hips in unison
with Vanessa's. Dawn reached out and grabbed at Vanessa's
left breast but was unable to get a good grip. Vanessa
obliged by leaning in and allowing the girl to squeeze her
as she continued to clutch Dawn's leg against her belly.
Within seconds the woman could feel her young partner's
opening flutter against her own, the soft rush of
additional moisture covered her, filled her, and it was
enough to trigger her own climax. Their hips surged up,
seeking more contact until finally their mutual pleasure
ebbed and Dawn toppled over, collapsing into Vanessa's
waiting embrace.

They lay there together, kissing sweetly, recovering from
the aftershocks of excitement that still rippled through
both of them.

*****

Days later, Vanessa Sands received the immediate accolades
from Dawn's parents as she exhibited all the signs of being
"cured". The girl was willing and excited to go to school
and to sign up for new after-school activities.

Of course, Dawn still visited Vanessa regularly to learn
new techniques in lovemaking. The therapist gladly shared
her knowledge with the young girl in hopes that her growing
confidence would add to her already formidable performance
as a lover.

As she hung up the phone with Dawn's mother, Vanessa
remembered girl when she was nestled safely against her
chest listening to her heartbeat.

"I love you." She whispered dreamily. "Thank-You."

The first obstacle had been overcome.


***** *****