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Meagan Harlow was fourteen, nearly fifteen as she liked to say. She had been living with her Grandmother, or Gran, since she was nine, when her mother had managed to kill herself driving home from a holiday party at a bar. Gran was a kind, loving woman and made every effort to give her granddaughter a happy home. It did take, however, working a lot of hours at a not so well paying job so the girl was left on her own a lot, which gave her time to think. And lately she had been thinking that something was missing in her life.
In fact, these thoughts were floating around inside her head as she walked back to her bedroom from the bathroom. It was a little after midnight and she had just woken up from a strange dream. Her walk took her past the closed door of Gran's room and she thought she heard an odd noise. Stopping to listen more closely, she heard a distinct buzzing sound and what seemed to be her Gran gasping and moaning.
Without really thinking she pushed open the door and said,
"Gran, are you alright?"
As the dim light in the hallway added to the moonlight coming in through the bedroom window, Meagan could see her Gran laying atop her bed, her head and shoulders propped up on several pillows and she was completely naked. Her legs were spread open and her hands seemed to be holding something right at the "Y". She was looking wide eyed at her granddaughter, frozen in surprise. Finally she came back to herself and exclaimed,
"Meagan, you are supposed to knock before you come into a room, haven't I told you that?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, but it sounded like you were sick or something," the girl replied, the buzzing of the vibrator still loud in her ears.
Her grandmother switched off the device and put it on the bed, but made no move to cover herself up. She regarded the girl for a moment and then patted the edge of the bed and said,
"Come here. I guess it's time for a talk."
One thing that her grandmother was good at was talking to her about the ups and downs of life. She spent many hours when the girl first moved in talking about how sometimes life was very unfair and threw all kinds of difficulties at you, but you just had to deal with it. Or how she had forewarned Meagan about what to expect when puberty hit so that the first time she had a period her reactions was,
"Gee, Gran, you were right, this really does suck," as opposed to "omigod, omigod, omigod, am I going to die?"
So now was time for another talk. When Meagan perched on the edge of the bed she got a much better look at the woman. Although in her late fifties she didn't look all that bad. Her skin was reasonably smooth, with just a few wrinkles. She had large full tits that hung down in a way that would be described as matronly by some. She had only a bit of thickening at the waist and the hair around her pussy was mostly shaved, leaving just a small patch above the somewhat prominent clit.
For her part Meagan was well into her 'blooming'. She was one of those girls that grew early and quickly. She was a leggy slender five feet nine with a well developed set of tits of her own, 34 Cs at this point. She was dressed in her usual sleep attire of small cotton panties and a cut down t-shirt. She had taken in the sight of her Grandmother as she was sitting down and now had her eyes fixed on those soft brown eyes.
"Do you know what I was doing, dear?"
"Well, Gran, it looked like you were using that thing to rub on your, you know, vagina," Meagan said. "That's one of those vibrator things, isn't it."
"Yes, it is. And do you know why I was doing it?" the older woman asked.
"I suppose because it makes you feel good? I know when I rub myself there when I'm taking a shower or dry off, it feels very nice."
"Yes it does and yes that is what I was doing. If I do it long enough I have an orgasm, you know what that is?"
"I think so, they talked about it in health class. The teacher said it's nature's way of making sure we like to have sex so that we have babies and continue on," the girl said.
"I guess that's what a teacher would say. It's also a lot of fun and helps relieve tension and stress."
"Um, but, Gran, is that something you're supposed to do with someone else?" Meagan asked.
"Ideally, yes," Gran replied, moving her legs in together now and pushing herself up into a more seated position. "Unfortunately, you don't always have someone around. It's been a long time since I had someone around to make me feel good. All the hours at work make it difficult."
Meagan looked down at her lap and said,
"I'm sorry, Gran, that's my fault. If I wasn't living here, you wouldn't have to work so hard."
"Oh, sweetheart, don't think like that," Gran said, leaning forward and pulling her granddaughter to her, stroking her hair.
As she always did when her grandmother hugged her, which was often, Meagan put her arms around the woman and squeezed back. She could feel the big tits pressing against her, some of the bare flesh making contact with her bare midriff. The woman continued,
"There are a lot things I wish had gone differently, but having you here, growing up in this house, I wouldn't change that for the world. So no more of that. I love having you here and I love you, that will never change. As to all this, there are advantages. But enough of that for now. You need your sleep and I could use some as well."
"Afterward, you mean," the girl replied, giving the vibrator a glance.
Gran laughed a bit and said,
"Yes, dear, now that my secret is out, I guess I won't have to be so sneaky about it. Now scoot," she said, squeezing hard once more and then letting her granddaughter go.
Meagan slid off the bed and with a backward glance left the room, closing the door behind her. She lay awake for sometime, thinking about what her grandmother had told her. She thought about what it felt like when she was in the shower and her hands began to run over her cotton covered tits and pussy, but only briefly, but she enjoyed the tingle. She wasn't sure but at some point she thought she heard a muffled cry come from Gran's room. She smiled a bit and settled in to sleep.
When she woke the next morning her head was full of ideas and questions. She got up and after a trip to the bathroom walked into the kitchen, still dressed in her panties and cropped tee. Gran was seated at the table, dressed in just a robe.
"Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep?"
"Alright, Gran. It took a while. I was thinking about some things," she replied.
"I can imagine. If I could we'd talk now but I have to get to work. You give it some more thought and then we can stay up all night and talk if you want, no work tomorrow."
"Okay, Gran. I have some work to do on the garden. That's a good time to think," the girl replied.
With that, Gran got up, hugged Meagan around the shoulders and kissed her forehead and went off to get ready for work. In the meantime, Meagan made herself some breakfast, still thinking about last night. She cleaned the dishes and straightened up the kitchen and then walked slowly back to her room. She paused at her grandmother's bedroom door for a moment and then opened the door and stepped inside. As usual, the room was neat and orderly.
Meagan approached the bed and laid a hand on the cover. Then she looked around and settled on the nightstand. She stepped up and pulled open the top drawer. There was the vibrator from the night before. Hesitantly she reached in and let her fingers caress the smooth, cool plastic. She picked it up and turned it over in her hands and then she settled on the bed, her shoulders and head propped up, her legs slightly apart as she had seen her Gran.
She thought back to how her Gran had looked, and more importantly, how she felt. She loved being hugged by the older woman but last night was different. She had laid awake last night, thinking about how it felt and what if might have felt like if she had been naked too. She took the plastic device and rubbed it on one of her covered nipples. It felt nice but nothing spectacular. Then she took it and ran it over her cotton panties. Again, nice but no big deal. Then recalling the buzzing she found the switch and turned it on.
The feel and sound startled her a bit at first but then she brought it back to her left nipple and when the vibrator made contact she jumped and almost dropped it. Now that felt nice. She brought it back and the vibrations ran right through her. She gasped as she pressed it a bit harder and her mouth formed a tight 'o' as she 'oohed' and 'ahhed'. After a while, with both nipples hard and poking through the fabric of the tight tee she moved the 'toy' down and with a slight pause brought it in contact with her now slightly swollen pussy lips through her panties.
"Omigod," she hissed as the sensations redoubled and her free hand instinctively grabbed at her tits.
This felt so incredibly good, unlike anything she had felt before, better than in the shower but when she let it drift upwards and it made contact with her clit, the fireworks started and she couldn't believe what she was feeling. Her head fell back into the pillows, her legs squeezed in tightly as she pressed it harder against that sensitive nub. And the sensations continued to build. It felt like she was being wound tighter and tighter and then without warning, the fireworks exploded in one huge blast. Her very first orgasm tore through her like a freight train. Her body bucked and thrashed, the spasms keeping the vibrator tucked in tightly. She was gasping and moaning as her panties got wetter and wetter.
Finally, her body began to calm and the bucking and thrashing stopped. She lay there spent, physically satisfied but her mind began to spin. What else was there to do that could make you feel this way. And if with someone could be better than alone, why should her Gran have to do it alone. She drifted off to sleep with these thoughts and didn't wake up until almost noon.
When she woke up she couldn't help but smile at what she had experienced, but she knew she had things to do so she climbed off the bed, smoothed out the cover and put the vibrator back in the drawer. As she stood in the shower, letting the warm water cascade over her body, she ran her hands over her tits and between her thighs. She knew there was more for her to do and she was going to learn all about it. But for now, it was time to get outside and get the garden in order.
While she and her Grandmother weren't destitute, the vegetables that they grew each year went along way to ease the financial pressure and Meagan took it very seriously. It was late in the afternoon when she was finally finished and sorely in need of another shower. She was just coming out of the bathroom, dressed once more in panties and a small top when the phone rang.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart, but there's been a bit of a disaster here at the store. Looks like I won't be home until late. Make sure you have something for dinner and you and I will talk in the morning. The store's closed so no worries, alright?"
"Okay, Gran. I'll see you in the morning. Love you."
"I love you, sweetheart."
Meagan was a little disappointed. She had come up with a number of questions while she was out in the garden and wanted to talk to her Gran about them. Instead she was going to have to spend the night on her own. She headed to the kitchen and threw together a salad for dinner and then went into the family room to watch TV. The one movie channel their budget allowed had a couple of romances on and she spent the evening trying to figure out the intricacies of male/female interactions. She thought a couple of the simulated sex scenes were pretty interesting, although her attention was drawn to the nearly naked female.
It was almost midnight when she went to bed and she hadn't heard when her Gran came in around one. She woke up around six thirty and got up to go the bathroom and to check to see if Gran ever got home. After relieving herself she stood by her grandmothers door and listened. She smiled a bit when she heard the now familiar buzzing sound.
This time she eased the door open slowly and poked her head in. The dim light of dawn made it easy to see that as before her Gran lay naked on the bed, this time, the covers pushed down, and both hands working the vibrator over her pussy. Meagan slipped into the room and gently closed the door. On silent feet she approached the bed and stood there looking down her Gran's naked body, her eyes closed and her head thrown back.
She wasn't sure but it appeared that Gran was close to having an orgasm so she just stood there watching, and waiting. Within a few minutes the older woman's body tensed and then shuddered and she cried out through clenched teeth as her orgasm tore through her. Meagan remembered how see felt yesterday and was happy that her Gran was feeling that now, but she was still a bit sad she had to do it alone. She was thinking this when she saw her grandmother open her eyes and when she saw Meagan she sat upright.
"Meagan? How long have you been standing there and why?"
"Just a few minutes. Long enough to see how good you made yourself feel. I came to see how you were doing. What time did you get in last night?" the girl asked as she sat down on the bed.
"Around one. I was so tired I just fell into bed. I woke up a little while ago and was feeling, well needy, so I figured I would have some fun and then get some more sleep. Are you alright?"
"Yes, Gran, I am. I just thought I'd talk to you a bit, if you don't mind."
"Of course not, sweetheart. What's on your mind?"
"Well, first, I thought I should tell you that after you left yesterday, I came in here and tried out your vibrator."
"Oh really. And?"
"Well, it felt really, really good and I was able to have an orgasm and that felt amazing," Meagan said.
"Yes, it surely does, doesn't it."
"But then I started to think of you having to do that for yourself, it made me sad."
"Oh, sweetie," Gran said, patting the girl on her bare thigh. "I don't want you feeling sad for me. I'm doing fine."
"But Gran, you do so much for me and I know they really rely on you down at the store, it's just not right that someone isn't doing something for you to make you feel good," Meagan said, placing a hand on her Gran's leg, the skin feeling soft and smooth and warm.
"Well, sweetheart, once in a while I do get some help, but we have to do what we have to. That's just the way it is."
Meagan looked down at her grandmother, reclining against the pillows, her skin still flushed from her orgasm. Then she looked at the warm soft brown eyes and said,
"What about me? I'm always here."
"Meagan! What are saying? We can't do that, you're my granddaughter," the older woman said, although neither hand moved from the leg it was caressing. "They could take you away from me, even send me to jail."
"Only if 'they'," she said, emphasizing the word, "found out. We just don't tell anyone. And why is it wrong? Who loves you more than me, or me more than you. Who better to give you that feeling of joy."
As Meagan was speaking her hand was moving up and down her Gran's thigh, coming closer and closer to the still swollen and damp lips of her bare pussy.
"Meagan, dear, it's so wonderful of you to want to do this for me, but it just wouldn't be right."
Meagan's finger tips just brushed against the edge of her grandmother's pussy and the older woman flinched. Then the girl let one finger trail down the length of the slit and Gran gasped then said,
"Meagan, please, don't do that."
"But doesn't it feel nice, Gran? Don't my fingers feel good there. They feel good on mine."
"Yes, sweetheart, it does feel good, but that doesn't make it right...ohhhh."
Gran's words were cut off when Meagan began to rub the prominent nub of her grandmothers clit.
"Omigod," was all she said as her head drifted back on the pillow.
With her other hand Meagan reached for the vibrator that was held only loosely in one hand. The girl flicked it on and brought the tip to one of the hard nipples that capped Gran's big tits.
"Oh, shit," Gran hissed.
Meagan smiled as the way she was making her Gran feel. How could something like this be wrong? She could also feel her firm hand gripping her thigh and how nice that felt. After teasing both nipples for a while she moved the vibrator to slide it along the now very damp lips of Gran's pussy. The older woman's hips began moving and Meagan was elated at how good she was making Gran feel. When she brushed the buzzing toy across the now very sensitive clit, Gran let out a whoop and her hips bucked.
"Oh, baby, that feels so good. This is so wrong but it's so good," she murmured.
A strong hand grabbed Meagan's wrist and guided her hand with the vibrator to the entrance of the dripping wet pussy and applied pressure. When Meagan saw the tip disappear she got the idea and pushed the vibrator in deeper. Gran's hips began to undulate and she was soon fucking herself on the buzzing plastic cock, enthusiastically assisted by her granddaughter.
With the vibrator lodged in her Gran's pussy, Meagan resumed manipulating the extended clit with thumb and forefinger. Gran's hands began grabbing at her tits as her whole body began to writhe. Finally she couldn't take it anymore and her body went rigid as a massive orgasm took hold. Meagan watched in fascination at what she had accomplished. Her own body was tingling and her panties were getting damp.
When her grandmother finally settled back on the bed, Meagan slid the hard plastic cock out of her Gran's pussy and flicked the switch off. As her grandmother lay there, her big tits raising and falling as she breathed heavily, Meagan thought back to the idea of hugging and being hugged with both of them being naked. She pulled off her top and slid off her damp panties and then climbed on the bed to snuggle down next to her grandmother, their tits pushed together, their legs intertwined and her arms around the older woman as best she could.
It felt so amazing, all that warm skin, the hard nipples and the pressure on her pussy from a firm thigh. And behind it all, the love they felt for each other. After a moment she felt arms slide up around her back and the legs shift to more firmly press pussy against thigh. From just by her ear she heard,
"Oh, my darling girl. That felt so wonderful, but we can never, ever let anyone know what we are doing."
"I promise, Gran, I would never do anything to make trouble for you."
She felt the arms tighten around her and it was heaven. It was like something that was missing suddenly falling into place. Her pussy was tingling as it pressed against Gran's thigh and she moved it a little and the tingle began to grow. She felt one of Gran's legs come up and hook over the back of her's and both sets of hips began to move.
"Oh, Gran, that feels so nice."
"Hmm, yes, it does, sweetheart, and it gets better."
Strong, knowing hands took hold of her firm round ass and began to squeeze and fondle as they rubbed their pussies against each other. Meagan pulled her head up and looked down at her grandmother's face, seeing the smile and those brown eyes looking back at her. Gran's head came up a bit and she brushed her lips across those of her granddaughter.
"Hmm, that's nice," Meagan said.
"That gets better, too," Gran said and she let her tongue dart out to lick the teenagers lips and then she brought their lips together.
The kissed and licked each other as they ground their pussies together. Meagan was in heaven. Her whole body was on fire with new sensations seemingly touching every part of her. Her Gran apparently had an orgasm but keep on tribbing her granddaughter. When her own orgasm hit, she tensed up and she screamed into the pillow under her Gran's head. But again they didn't stop until they both came again, this time almost in unison.
They remained locked in each others arms for some time and then after some more kissing, Meagan rolled off to lay on her back next to her grandmother, holding her hand.
"What are you thinking, Gran?"
"I was thinking how strange the world is. This is a very tricky situation, sweetheart. We have to be very careful here."
"I understand, Gran. I just wanted to make you feel good after all you've done for me. If you don't want to keep doing it, I understand."
"Oh, no, my dear. Having experienced that I can't just give it up, but we have to tread carefully. This can't show up on Facebook."
Meagan began to giggle.
"Um, no, I promise."
"So, do you have anymore questions?" Gran asked.
"Yes, but it think we can wait a bit. I'd just like to lay here with you, holding and touching. It's amazing how good that feels."
Gran smiled and rolled over onto her side facing her granddaughter, her big tits sliding down against the girl. One hand ran over the girl's flat stomach and firm slender thighs.
"I guess I didn't really notice how much you've grown, dear. You really are a young woman now. And such a beautiful one, too. They boys are going to be chasing you all over town."
"I don't know, Gran. The boys around here seem to be so, I guess you'd have to say dopey. They dress like slobs, act like kids. I like hanging with the girls much more."
"I understand, dear. It can be difficult at this age. Just keep an open mind," Gran said, and then bent down to plant a soft, lingering kiss on Meagan's lips.
"Now, what do you say we try and get a little more sleep? Then we'll make ourselves a nice big Sunday breakfast."
"Okay, Gran," Meagan said as she started to get up.
"Whoa, where do you think you're going, young lady? Just settled back down here," Gran said, pulling her granddaughter down and in close to her, pulling up the covers.
Meagan fell asleep, feeling more content and loved than she ever had. When they awoke several hours later they walked hand in hand to the shower, which they shared with lots of hugs, kisses and soapy fondling. While their was no gut wrenching orgasms, it still felt wonderful to Meagan. They both dressed in the skimpiest of outfits, smallish panties and tight fitting tops. Meagan thought her Gran's tits never looked better.
Together they prepared an extensive breakfast as both were famished from their activities of the night before. As they sat and ate, they kept contact with a foot or bare leg. Gran took the time to really look at her granddaughter. The girl's tits rode high on her chest and her nipples were very prominent. Her short blonde hair and light blue eyes were very attractive. There was still a certain youthful innocence but the eyes spoke of a growing awareness of her sexuality. Gran was determined to be her guide along that path.
After breakfast they at on the couch in the family room, Meagan wrapped in her Gran's arms, the blonde head resting on the older shoulder.
"So, sweetheart, what would you like to talk about?"
"Well, I guess I just find myself paying more attention to girls then I do the boys. like, I watched a movie last night, a romance, and the man and the woman wound up naked in bed. I was more interested in how the woman looked. She was smooth and had terrific curves, beautiful hair. I spend a lot of time looking at the girls at school, or the lady teachers. Isn't that kind of strange?"
"Well, darling, at your age it's hard to tell. Teens can be very confused about sex and what gets them aroused. But as I'm sure you know, there are gay men and lesbian women, people who are attracted to their own gender, or even both genders, bisexual. So just try not to let it confuse you too much and when you need to, come to me to talk about it. Alright, sweetie?"
"Of course, Gran."
Twice more that day they got naked together. Gran, having decided to commit to her granddaughter, approached their enhanced relationship with vigor. Meagan learned how to use her fingers, lips and tongue to get the same results as the vibrator. In between the two sessions, they had dinner, not bothering to put on any clothes. As they worked in the kitchen they took every opportunity to touch, rub up against each other and once, Meagan simply pushed her Gran up against the counter and kissed her passionately while grinding thighs against pussies. When they finally crawled into Gran's bed later that night to sleep, they were tired but sated, at least for the moment.
When the alarm rang the following morning, they woke up to find themselves tightly spooned together, Gran behind Meagan, those big tits pressed against the girls back, her shaved pussy tight up against that young firm ass, and her hand full of a firm young tit.
After some hugging and kissing they got up to get ready for their day, the younger to school, the older to work. When Meagan left the house for the bus, anyone who was paying attention would have noticed the girl was more, well, noticeable. She wore the same clothes she often wore, but she wore them with a different attitude. The jeans she wore were ones she had owned for a while, although they had been rolled up at the cuff a few times. Her top was a blouse worn many times, except now it was open an extra button a the top and the bottom was tied up to just meet the waist of her jeans.
She was also paying more attention to those around her, the girls that is. The boys still looked like unmade beds that couldn't find a bottle of shampoo. But the girls, they were something to look at. Even with the school dress code there was plenty of room to look attractive, even hot. Skirts that weren't all that short but hugged the hip and thigh. Tight pullover tops that gave plenty of hints as to what lay beneath. And all topped off with make up and hair styles that spoke to her in ways she was finally beginning to understand.
She was also trying to figure out who might be thinking the same things as her and there were a few definite possibilities. As the last few weeks of school passed her time with her grandmother only got better. They almost never wore clothes in the house anymore unless Gran wanted to dress them up in some of her small collection of lingerie. Most of her things were two big for Meagan but they made some changes here and there and that was part of the fun as well.
Meagan learned to use all of Gran's toys and all the places they could be used. She was particularly fond of the feel of the tip of the buzzing vibrator being placed against her tight asshole right after Gran had slicked it up with a lot of tongue work. Meagan wondered at the life her grandmother had led to provide such a wealth of experience. But as she wondered about the other girls at school her next adventure literally came knocking on the door.
It was the first day of summer vacation, which came two days early thanks to a mild winter of no snow days. She was home alone as a late night phone call had pulled Gran into work early. Since Gran wasn't home, sitting around naked seemed a waste of time so she was wearing super short jean shorts that she had cut down from an old pair and an old T-shirt tied up under her braless tits.
Around mid morning, the doorbell rang and when she answered it, an attractive, middle aged woman was standing there. She appeared to be around the same height as Meagan, slender, with long auburn hair, hazel eyes and full lips coated with a pale pink gloss. She was dressed in a short skirt, and tight blouse. And she looked surprised. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I must have the wrong house. I was looking for Elizabeth Sterling."
"No, you have the right house. I'm afraid Gran had to go to work early this morning," Meagan said as she took a moment to study the woman more closely.
The height was an illusion, as she was wearing spiked heals at least five inches high. But the rest was real, and very, very attractive. She also noticed the woman regarding her closely.
"Are you a friend of Gran's?" Meagan asked.
"Yes, you could say that. Not old friends, but we've known each other a while."
"Would you like to come in? Can I get you something to drink?" Meagan asked.
"Oh, I don't know, young lady. I can always come visit another time."
"Oh, please. You came all this way," Meagan said, laying a hand on the woman's arm.
"It wasn't that far, my dear, less than half an hour," she replied but seemed to hesitate. "I suppose some water before I head for home wouldn't hurt."
Meagan stepped back to let the woman pass and she caught a whiff of fragrance. It was subtle but wonderful and it made her tingle. She directed the woman to the couch and then went and got a glass full of chilled water from the bottle in the fridge. The woman took a delicate sip and said,
"Hmm, very refreshing. Oh, where are my manners. My name is Sylvia, Sylvia Nelson."
"Meagan Harlow."
"It's very nice to meet you, Meagan. So you are Elizabeth's granddaughter. She mentioned you, of course, but not that you were such a beautiful girl."
"You think so?"
"Oh, yes, indeed. Beauty is my business, Meagan. I know your grandmother from selling cosmetics to the store where she works. You'd look stunning with some touches here and there."
"Thank you, but there's not much room in our budget for make up. You're very beautiful, yourself," Meagan said, shifting position on the couch to more directly face the woman, a bare leg nearly touching a stockinged one.
"Thank you, that's very nice of you to say. And perhaps I can offer something at a discount for you."
"Really?" Meagan said, reaching out to take the woman's hand. "That would be so nice of you. Um, if you don't mind my asking, what brings you here today? I wasn't aware that Gran had visitors."
"Oh, well," the woman replied a bit nervously. "We don't get much chance to talk at the store, all business you know, so she invited me here so we'd have time to get better acquainted."
Meagan looked directly at the woman's eyes and they suggested something to her. She still had the woman's hand in hers, so she placed the other one down on the nearest leg.
"Are you and Gran special friends?" she asked, giving the leg a squeeze on the word special.
"Um, well, dear. I'm not sure what you mean by special."
"I mean something like this," Meagan said and then she quickly leaned in and planted her mouth on those full pink lips and pressed in.
Sylvia was surprised, too surprised to pull away at first so Meagan got to taste the gloss and feel the warmth. When the older woman finally recovered she drew back and said,
"Meagan! What are you doing? We barely know each other and I think you are far too young for this."
"Let's just say I'm old enough to know what I like," Meagan said as she leaned in, this time backing the woman against the couch back and grinding her lips.
Due to the true nature of their size difference, the younger girl was able to pin the older one in place for a moment and that was all it took. After a moment of resistance, Sylvia seemed to melt a bit and her mouth opened and the kiss got hotter and more mobile. Meagan was elated and she pushed her chest against the woman's side and her hand began to caress the silk stockinged leg.
After a while, Meagan backed away and Sylvia opened her eyes. She smiled, and snaked her arms around Meagan's shoulders and pulled her back to resume the kissing. Meagan leaned into the the smaller woman and soon had her on her back on the couch, laying on top of her. She wedged one of the her bare thighs between Sylvia's legs, pushing her short skirt up.
"Oh, baby, that feels so good," Sylvia said as she pulled her mouth away.
She took hold of Meagan's ass and pulled the girl tighter as they ground away at each other. Meagan began kissing and licking Sylvia's neck and throat while one hand came up and began to fondle the older woman's pert tit. Sylvia slid her hands up Meagan's back and took hold of her head and moved it up so they could lock eyes.
"Oh god, baby, we need to get naked. I've needed this for so long and I don't want to wait a minute longer."
"Hmm, I like that idea," Meagan said and she got up and sat back on the couch, tugging her top off.
When her firm tits came into view, Sylvia's eyes lit up. She was trying to unbutton her blouse as quickly as she could. Next to come off was Meagan's skimpy shorts, under which were no panties. Fully naked, she leaned back and began to stroke her bare pussy while Sylvia shed one article of clothing after another. She did leave on her stockings but the heels were the last items to be discarded. Meagan feasted her eyes on the slender body with the smallish but sexy tits, hard nippled and beckoning. Similarly to Gran, her pussy lips were bare but there was a neatly trimmed patch of hair above the hooded clit.
Once she was naked, Sylvia leaned forward and quickly had her head between Meagan's legs, applying her tongue to the young bare pussy. Meagan melted back into the back of the couch, her legs going wide to give Sylvia maximum access. She fondled her own tits and nipples while she was treated to a first class licking. Sylvia's face was pressed tightly against Meagan and her hands were rubbing all over the younger girl's belly and sides. Meagan was moaning and gasping and writhing on the couch and almost without warning a heavy orgasm hit. She screamed and her body bucked violently but Sylvia hung on and kept applying pressure, drawing out Meagan's reaction. Finally, the girl flopped on the couch, her chest heaving but her limbs were limp. Sylvia lifted her head, her mouth and chin coated with shiny juices. She climbed up so that she was on all fours over Meagan, and she began to lick lightly around the girls lips.
Meagan's tongue lazily slid out, touching Sylvia's and tasting her own fluids. She moaned and opened her eyes. She smiled as those shiny lips descended to cover her mouth and Sylvia stretched out to cover Meagan's body with her own. After they kissed for a while, Meagan said,
"Hmm, that's so nice but I think I need to repay you for that lovely tonguing you just gave me."
"I have something else in mind that should be lots of fun," she said as she sat up on the couch and reached for her shoulder bag.
From inside she withdrew a long double headed dildo.
"Do you like to play with toys, Meagan?"
"Oh, yes, although I've never used one like that," the girl said, her eyes lighting up.
"Just stay where you are. I'll show you how it's done."
Meagan laid back, her head resting on the arm of the couch. Sylvia took out a small bottle of lube and smeared some on one end and part of the shaft of the dildo. She rubbed it up and down the slit of Meagan's clit and then pushed in. The girl let out a gasp as the big head disappeared between the wet lips. When she had about a third of the way in she lubed up the other end and applied it to her own pussy, cooing a bit as it slid up inside her wet pussy.
Sylvia leaned back and moved her hips to get more of the fake cock inside both of them until their pussies touched. Meagan was loving this new experience. She and Gran had used dildos and vibrators together before but always one pussy at a time. This was so much hotter, they were each fucking the other with the added stimulation of each pussy being rubbed by the others thigh.
They were holding each others legs and grinding and humping generally losing control. After shuddering through two orgasms, they slumped back on to the couch, still joined by that fabulous piece of rubber. As their breathing slowed and finally returned to normal, Sylvia looked up and said,
"Oh, baby, you are just too good for words. Damn, where did you learn to fuck like that?"
"I didn't, just going on instinct I guess," Meagan said with a laugh.
"If you say so. Good grief, we're a mess. I don't suppose I could persuade you to let me use the shower?"
"Of course you can. I'll even wash your back for you," the girl said with a big smile.
Sylvia slid off the end of the dildo and then pulled it slowly from Meagan's pussy. Then the climbed off the couch and hand in hand walked down the hall to the bathroom and the shower. Without her heels on, Sylvia was towered over by the younger girl but it didn't seem to matter to her. Soon the stall was full of steam and two wet, naked bodies. As promised, Meagan soaped up Sylvia's back and gave it a thorough washing, which extended down to her ass, up to her shoulders and around to her tits and belly.
The older woman allowed herself to be pampered, leaning back into Meagan as her body was cleaned. When Meagan allowed he hand to stray down to stroke the nearly bare, very sudsy pussy, she cooed then looked up to say,
"Oh, you are a nasty girl, aren't you?"
"I get the feeling you like your girls nasty, don't you?" Meagan replied, running her finger around the partially hooded nub.
"Hmm, actually I prefer my women nasty, but I'm starting to see the upside of a nasty girl," she replied as her hips began to move.
After a few moments of this special treatment she pulled away from Meagan but kept the girl's hand where it was. She turned slightly and brought he own hand into contact with the fully shaven fourteen year old pussy and began to rub and stroke it. Meagan brought her mouth down on to Sylvia's and they were quickly absorbed in the tongue kissing, clit rubbing and pussy fingering.
The sound of the water splashing in the stall was augmented by the moans and gasps of the two very aroused females. Meagan had her other hand on the top of the swell of Sylvia's ass and she let it slide down to squeeze the firm cheeks. One finger began to ease between the cheeks and the tip made contact with the mature woman's asshole. Sylvia lurched forward a bit and she yelped into Meagan's mouth but she didn't pull away, just wiggled her hips in appreciation.
Meagan responded by increasing the pressure and moving the finger more vigorously. Sylvia responded by pressing her body more tightly to Meagan's and slipping a finger up into the girl's soaked pussy, her thumb still rubbing the clit. They were both building to something big and the older woman was the first to get there. With a lurch and a scream, as her head fell back, she rode the wave of one continuous spasm that had exploded from both front and rear at the same time.
Meagan was only a moment or two behind and she too screeched out the sound of her pleasure as a magnificent orgasm wracked her slender frame. By the time they were back on planet Earth, the two women were grasping each other tightly, mostly to prevent them from falling, but partly because neither wanted the occasion to end. But end it must for Sylvia had business that afternoon and Meagan wasn't sure if Gran would be gone all day.
So they made sure they were rinsed off and then helped dry each other. They then walked arm in arm to the family room where Meagan sat down and watched Sylvia get dressed. It was almost as sexy as watching the clothes come off. Meagan made no move to dress so when she escorted Sylvia to the door she was still naked.
"Well, I must say this has been a great morning. I'm sorry I missed your grandmother but I'm so glad I met you. I won't bother to ask you how old you really are, I have the feeling I'd rather not know but you are one very special young lady. Have your grandmother call me. I still want to visit with her. Good bye for now, baby," Sylvia said and then she took the naked girl in her arms and they shared a deep, lingering kiss.
When the door closed behind Meagan she walked into the family room, gathered up her discarded clothes and walked to her room, where she collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. It was several hours later when the front door opened and Gran called out,
"Meagan, sweetheart, I have some terrific news to tell you."
When she got no response she headed down the hall and said,
"Meagan, are you there?"
When she got to the partially closed door she could see the lanky form of her granddaughter stretched out naked across her bed.
"What in the world has that girl been up to?" she said to herself.
She pushed the door open and walked into the room. From the smell of soap and shampoo it appeared the girl had come out of the shower, but why she was naked was a mystery. The older woman sat down on the edge of the bed and said,
"Meagan, dear, wake up," but got no response.
She prodded her shoulder with additional and louder 'Meagan' but still nothing. Finally her hand came up high and landed with a resounded 'thwack' on the girl's bare ass and that got some results.
"Hey," a groggy voice said from the area of the pillow. "That hurt. Kiss it and make it feel better."
"Maybe later, right now, roll over and tell me what you've been up to," Gran said.
Meagan rolled over and revealed her full frontal nudity to her grandmother, who couldn't help but smile in appreciation. She ran a hand over a bare thigh and then said,
"What are you doing asleep, completely naked in the middle of the afternoon."
"Oh, well, somebody came by. Her name was Sylvia and she was her to see you. Something about the two of you getting to know each other better."
"Oh, dear. Was that today? She didn't sound too definite about coming and then with the phone call last night. But what has that to do with you like this?" she asked although she was starting to get ideas of her own.
"Well, she was very pretty and I got the feeling that she was looking for more than just tea and a chat. So I suggested certain things and it just kinda went from there. You should get to know her better, Gran. She was really hot."
"Good grief, Meagan. She's nearly my age. Aren't you a bit young to be seducing middle aged women?"
"I guess not. I seemed to have managed pretty well," she said, resting her hand on top of her grandmother's and sliding it up right next to her pussy.
"Enough of that, young lady," Gran said but she didn't pull her hand away.
"Anyway, she had a very good time, and said that she wanted you to call her so that you could get together. Is this what you meant when you said that sometimes you were able to meet with someone who made you feel good?" Meagan asked.
Gran looked away and then back again, then sighed.
"Yes, dear. I guess it's time for another talk," she said as she settled on the bed a bit more and gave Meagan's thigh a squeeze. "Some time ago, quite a few years in fact, I decided that I preferred the company of women, especially in bed. I'm not public about it and as I said work makes getting together difficult but I have had occasion to share my bed with a woman and it makes me feel very very good, as I'm sure you know. Sylvia started coming into our store about a year ago. She's a sales rep for one of the cosmetic lines we carry."
"Yeah, she mentioned something about that."
"Well, we've chatted and something seemed to be building so I invited her here today to see what would happen. I'm sorry I missed her. But I doubt she was," Gran said wryly.
"Oh, she went away happy but I'm sure she wants to still 'get together' with you, Gran. I think you should call her, right now."
"I don't know, what would I say? After this?"
"Just say you came home and found out you missed her and that you want to get together. Don't mention about me."
Gran regarded the girl and then stood up and went into the family room to retrieve her purse. She walked back into the bedroom with the cordless phone and her purse. Sitting back down on the bed, she pulled out a piece of paper and 'dialed' up the number.
"Sylvia? This is Elizabeth. Yes, I'm so sorry I wasn't here when you came. More issues at the store. No, it's turned out well. Yes, I would very much like to get together. How about this Saturday morning? My schedule has changed and my weekends look to be free. Yes, oh that's wonderful. Yes, I'm sure well have a wonderful time. I'll see you then."
Gran ended the call and put down the phone. She looked at Meagan, who was stretched out like a sexy cat on her bed and said,
"Well, that's taken care of. Now, the news I have. The issues at the store have finally been worked out. Apparently it involves stolen property, falsified records and nepotism. Two department managers and a front office worker have been fired. I've been promoted to one of the department manager's positions. And because of all the time I've put in trying to straighten out this mess, I'm getting a bonus on top of the raise. Things are looking up, sweetie."
"Oh, Gran, that's wonderful," Meagan said as she sat up, her voice full of girlish exuberance that belied the naked maturing body that was now pressed against her grandmother as they shared a hug. The Meagan pulled her head back and planted a big kiss on her Gran's lips who responded for a while and then pulled back.
"Sweetheart, this all feels very nice, but haven't you had enough for one day?"
"No, I haven't, and you haven't had any and you deserve some," the girl said as she brought her lips to her grandmother's again and began to grind and tongue probe. In addition, she was pushing her chest hard against Gran's and the woman was starting to warm up to the attention. Her hands began running up and down the girls back and legs. She finally broke off, short of breath and said,
"All right, dear, you win, but let's do this right."
She stood up and took the girl in hand and pulled her off the bed, then led her down the hall to her own room. When the door shut Meagan attacked her, pulling off her blouse and skirt. The lace bra was next, then the matching panties. The stockings could stay. Meagan then pushed her Gran until she fell back on the bed. Meagan knelt at the end of the bed and pushed the older woman's legs apart and began to apply her tongue with skill and ardor.
"Oh, my god, Meagan, that feels so good, baby. I've needed this all day. Hmm, lick that pussy and make your Gran feel so good."
Gran put her hands on Meagan's head, but the girl need no guidance or urging. Her Gran deserved a reward and she was going to deliver it. She licked the clit until it was hard and throbbing. The cleanly shaved lips were licked and sucked and her tongue probed as deep as it could into the now flooding pussy. Then she pushed her Gran's legs up and apart and attacked the exposed asshole.
"Oh, shit, baby, that feels incredible, oh yes, lick my asshole, you nasty, nasty girl."
Meagan liked the idea that her Gran wanted her to be nasty, so her tongue began to push in while her thumb went to work on the older woman's clit. It was fortunate for Meagan that her Gran's legs were up in the air, so she had no real leverage once her hips started to flail. The older woman began to utter a series of uhs and ahs rising in volume and frequency until he orgasm unleashed a long, loud ahhhh with her legs coming down onto Meagan's back and squeezing on her head.
When Gran came back down from her orgasmic high, her legs slumped off the side of the bed and Meagan raised up her head and smiled as she looked up the naked body that was breathing heavily. After a moment or two, Gran looked up and smiled in return.
"Come up here, you, you nasty little girl," she said, her arms opened in invitation.
Meagan crawled up over her Gran's recumbent body, stopping when her face was even with Gran's and then their lips met in a long, grinding tongue kiss. Gran took hold of Meagan's firm ass and pulled her down against her legs. After a while Gran broke off he kiss and said,
"My turn, baby girl. Climb up and get on all fours. Meagan knew what was coming and she squealed in delight. She scrambled up so she was up near the head board. She was on her hands and knees, her tight ass up in the air. Gran rolled over and got behind the girl and she took hold of the firm asscheeks and applied her lips and tongue. Meagan squirmed her hips around to show how much she was enjoying the attention.
Gran applied her fingers to Meagan's bare pussy while her tongue began to tease the tight little asshole. Meagan dropped her head down to the pillow and began to moan. She moaned louder when two fingers slid up inside her and a tongue tip pushed passed her tight ring.
"Oh, fuck, gran, yeah, that's it. Your tongue feels so good. Please, give me more."
Glad to give her granddaughter what she needed, Gran forced more of her tongue up inside that tight hole. She also began to fuck her fingers in and out of the girls pussy faster and harder. Meagan's hips began to buck and writhe and suddenly she screamed into the pillow as her body exploded in a gut wrenching orgasm. When the screaming stopped, Meagan slumped over on her side, breathing heavily. Gran climbed up behind her and settled down to spoon up behind the girl, her heavy tits pressed against the girls back. A hand cupped a soft, firm tit and warm lips kissed the back of the girls neck.
"Let's have a bit of a nap and then will have something to eat. Then it's time to do some planning. No big splurges but I think someone is going to be going back to school in September in some very nice new clothes."
"Hmm, thanks, Gran. Maybe I can sexy it up a bit."
"Nothing to wild, you know how they are about their dress codes. And speaking of sexy, after we eat and get comfy in on the couch, you are going to describe to me your morning with Sylvia, and not leaving out a single, delicious detail."
"Alright, Gran. Maybe I can demonstrate some of those details," Meagan murmured.
"Yes, I think I'd like that," Gran said, as they both drifted off to sleep, wrapped tightly together.
It turned out to be a very detailed, and lengthy, demonstration. It made Gran even more interested in meeting with Sylvia. Meagan had said that she would become scarce on Saturday morning, spending her time out in the garden while Sylvia visited. She wound up spending several hours in the yard, and she was pretty sure that she heard several muffled screams during that time. When her Gran called her back in she was dressed in just her robe, looking a bit disheveled, but very very pleased.
"So, you had fun, I imagine?" Meagan asked.
"And then some. You were certainly right about her. I think we'll be seeing more of her."
"We?" Meagan asked.
"Well, I can't say for certain, but she did let a couple of comments slip that suggested she found you extremely attractive. We'll see how things go," Gran said, giving her granddaughter a hug and suggesting they have get something put together for lunch.
The week that followed was a good one. Gran's new job came with a new schedule. Monday thru Friday with evenings free. She and Meagan were able to have dinner, if a bit later, every night and afterward there was long sessions starting on the couch and ending up with the both of them asleep in Gran's bed. It was idyllic.
When she awoke Saturday morning, Gran found she was alone. She got up and when she found Meagan she was standing at the front window, peering through the blinds. She was bent over slightly and the older woman had to smile at the sight of those tight firm ass cheeks pushing back against the fabric of her high cut panties. She was also wearing her usual cropped tee. Gran strolled up beside her and asked,
"What are you watching with such interest, baby girl?"
"We have new neighbors moving in across the street."
"Really? I hadn't noticed the for sale sign having come down."
"A couple of weeks ago, but I didn't see a sold sign like they usually do. Maybe they are just renting," Meagan said.
"Maybe. Can you make out anything about them?" Gran asked, moving closer to get her own look, her hip touching Meagan's.
"They're African American, two adults, three kids, all girls, one might be around my age. Not much else."
"Well, I'd imagine we'll get a chance to know them. At least you will. So what do you say to some breakfast?"
"Okay, but first this," Meagan said as she turned and wrapped her arms around Gran and began to kiss her deeply.
When they broke apart Gran's eyes sparkled and she said,
"If you keep this up, you might never be able to leave."
"Who said I had any plans for ever leaving?" Meagan replied.
With that they walked hand in hand to the kitchen to eat and then retired to Gran's room for a leisurely Saturday morning of games and toys, grown up style. As Gran predicted Meagan was the first to make contact with the new neighbors. One of her chores was to mow the lawn that made up most of the front yard. She used an ancient yet still serviceable electric mower so she was able to hear a voice that called out,
"Hi, there," from the sidewalk. Meagan released the switch and the mower died. Standing at the edge of the lawn was one of the girls she had seen the day before. She looked to be around Meagan's age, maybe five feet six, a very well rounded figure and a complexion that looked closest to milk chocolate in hue. Her hair was short and kept natural and her smile was wide and bright.
"Hi, I'm Keisha, Keisha Daniels. We just moved in across the street."
"Hi, I'm Meagan Harlow. Yeah, we noticed you moving in. It's nice to meet you," Meagan said, moving a closer and offering her hand.
The black girl's hand felt warm and the clasp seemed to linger just a bit.
"I saw you were out so I just wanted to come over and meet you, you know, start to get to know people on the block."
"That's cool. I tell you what. I have to finish this up. Why don't you come back over around one o'clock. I'll be done and cleaned up by then. We can hang out and I can fill you in on what's going on around here, which isn't a whole lot," Meagan said.
"That would be really great. I'll see you later, then," Keisha said and she turned and walked back across the street.
Meagan watched as she did and was enjoying the view as the girls full but apparently solid looking ass flexed and swayed as she walked. Her Gran was spending the day with Sylvia and what had promised to be a lonely afternoon was suddenly looking up. She finished mowing and trimming and then pulled a few weeds from the one flower bed. Then it was into the house for a hot shower and lunch. She paid particular attention to how she dressed.
Small black panties that had just a thin waist band started it off. These were covered with her skimpiest denim shorts and topped with a T that left her stomach bare. One the doorbell rang right at one she pulled open the door and smiled and there was nothing forced about it. It looked like Keisha had done some sprucing up as well. Her shorts were brief and stretchy and her top, although it didn't reveal any stomach skin, did next to nothing to conceal how full her tits were. She was also smiling widely.
"Hi, Keisha, come on in."
"Thanks. This is nice. Are you home by yourself?"
"Yeah, it's just me and Gran and she's out for the day with a friend."
"Oh, you live with your grandmother?" Keisha asked.
"Since I was nine. It's not bad at all. She's really great," Meagan said. "Come on, let's go to my room. We can talk there."
"Sure."
When they got there Keisha said,
"Oh, what a cute room, and all yours. I have to share with my one sister. She's pretty cool but it's hard not having any privacy."
"I can imagine," Meagan said as she dropped on the bed.
Keisha selected a spot not far from the girl. For the next hour they traded life stories, more or less, working their way up to the current situation in the neighborhood and the town in general. The Keisha posed an important question.
"So, what's the situation with guys and such?"
"Eh," Meagan replied, "mostly a bunch of walking dirty clothes piles with all the style of a homeless man."
"Yeah, what's up with that? It was the same way at my old school. And they wonder why we didn't want to get anywhere near them. Girls do it so much better," Keisha replied.
"Isn't that the truth, in so many ways," Meagan said.
Keisha looked at her new friend and wondered what was left unsaid. She went on,
"I mean, who'd even want to touch one of them. And what's with those hats? They do know you can wash them, right?"
"I doubt it, not that it would change anything. I think they have contests to see who can wear one the longest, non stop. Girls dress better, smell better, and feel better," Meagan said off handedly.
"So, you like the way girls smell? And feel?" Keisha asked.
"A lot more than boys do, that's for sure."
Keisha smiled a bit and then asked,
"So how do I smell?"
Meagan smiled and leaned in closer. The fragrance was very subtle. "Hmm, that's nice. Is that a perfume?"
"No, it's the soap I use. That way it's all over me."
"It's lovely. That's what I mean, we think of things like that."
Keisha took advantage of Meagan's closeness and tried to discern what she was wearing.
"What is that fragrance?"
"Oh, it's a little something I came up with my self. We have a big garden in the back yard and I grow some herbs in a small part of it. When I wash my hair, I don't finish up in the shower. I fill the sink with hot water and put some of the herbs in it. When I get out of the shower, I rinse my hair a last time with the water from the sink."
"Wow, that's really clever, and the fragrance is so nice," Keisha said leaning in closer.
"Well, we don't have a whole lot, so you have to be creative with certain things," Meagan said, very conscious of how close Keisha was.
"And you said something about how girls feel," Keisha said, her voice low. "Do you like the way girls feel."
"Oh, yes" Meagan said, although she was hedging since her experience to this point had been with older women.
"So do I," Keisha said, closing the distance so that their lips met.
The kiss was soft and warm. It didn't demand, it offered. It was more than tentative but less than ardent. After a bit, they pulled apart, looking at each other trying to gauge a reaction. Meagan smiled softly and said,
"Oh, that was so nice. You kiss really well."
"So do you, and I'd like to do some more," Keisha replied.
"Me too," Meagan replied and their lips met again, this time with a bit more energy and after a few moments Meagan's lips parted and her tongue brushed over those warm soft lips.
Keisha sighed and let her lips open and she let her own tongue dance with Meagan's. As the intensity increased the girls shuffled around on the bed and brought their bodies tightly together, arms wrapping around backs. Meagan loved the feel of those big firm tits pressed against her more modest ones. As the kiss deepened, hands started to caress and explore. Keisha slipped her hand up under Meagan's shirt while the taller girl squeezed the black girls ass through the tight shorts, then slipped some fingers under the waist band.
When Keisha's hips pushed against Meagan's she took at as a signal and she pushed her whole hand down inside the back of Keisha's shorts to play with the firm, full ass. Keisha moaned into Meagan's mouth and then expertly undid the clasp to Meagan's bra. Meagan broke off the kiss and pulled back enough to say,
"I'm thinking we should get naked."
"I'm thinking the same thing, girlfriend. The less I have on the happier I am." "Oh, sweetie, you and are going to have so much fun this summer," Meagan said as she sat up and began pulling off her top and loose bra.
Keisha responded by removing, with some effort, her top letting her full, big nippled tits free. They sagged only slightly and Meagan reached out with both hands to feel their weight and firmness.
"Omigod, you have such beautiful tits, and so big."
"It's in the genes. My mother and nana have the same, although they tend to hang more," she said, reaching out to play with Meagan's smaller, perter boobs. "These are beautiful, they ride so nice and high."
Leaning in, the black girl wrapped her full soft lips around one of Meagan's nipples and began to suck and lick. Meagan cooed and brought a hand up behind Keisha's head and pulled it in tighter. She continued to massage one of Keisha's massive tits. She murmured,
"Oh, baby yes, that feels so good. I love how your mouth feels on me. I can't wait to feel it on my pussy."
Keisha pulled away and looked at Meagan with smoldering eyes.
"I can't wait to taste you, girl. Let's get these pants off and get down to business. I want to be naked with you all afternoon."
Meagan smiled as she shimmied off her abbreviated denim shorts and panties while Keisha peeled off her stretchy shorts. Meagan smiled when she saw the smooth shaved, dark brown lips that already showed hints of wetness. Meagan shifted around and got her face down between Keisha's legs and began to explore the puffy lips with her finger tips. In the meantime, Keisha got her mouth on the pale pink lips of Megan's pussy and began to suck and lick.
"Oh, god, Keisha, that feels soooo good. Damn your mouth is incredible."
Meagan got her tongue working on the black girl's pussy and attacked it vigorously. Muffled moans drifted through the room as the new friends got to know each other on a much more intimate level. Tongues probed wet pussies and stimulated hard clits. Meagan began sucking Keisha's clit while she pushed a finger up inside the wet, slippery pussy.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god," the black girl babbled.
She then buried her face into Meagan's pussy and forced her tongue as far as she could inside with her chin rubbing on Meagan's clit. Meagan yelped and then tensed up and shuddered through her first orgasm of the afternoon. Keisha followed shortly after. When the settled down the focal point of their assault shifted and each girl was the target of a vigorous asshole licking. In addition, with their bodies pressed tightly together, there nipples were rubbing against smooth bare skin, setting them on fire.
It didn't take too much longer and both girls bucked and shuddered through a second, more powerful orgasm. When the spasms subsided the rolled away from each other, laying on their backs. Keisha was the first to speak.
"Oh, fuck, girlfriend, that was so good. I haven't cum like that in months. Please tell me we can do that again and soon."
"You can count on it, and soon means at least once more before you go home. But we can relax for a bit. Let's shift around a bit and get comfy."
Both girls wound up with their heads and shoulders propped up, their legs spread open, Meagan's over lapping Keisha's. They were shoulder to shoulder, each caressing the other slowly. Meagan turned her head and said,
"What are you plans for the summer?"
"I didn't really have any, but now I think I want to be spending a lot of it over here," she replied, turning her head.
"I think it's going to be a really hot summer," Meagan send, moving her head in to softly kiss Keisha's full lips.
They played with each other like this for perhaps half an hour. Then the resiliency of youth took hold and they decided to do more than just play. They rolled towards each other, arms and legs intertwining, bare pussies pressed against bare thighs. Hands were grabbing ass cheeks while tongues danced and played in wet open mouths. Meagan particularly liked having those big firm tits pressed against her and she made sure she pressed and wiggled her upper body as much as she could.
Although Keisha was shorter than Meagan her fuller figure gave her the advantage in weight and she used it to get Meagan over onto her back. She laid atop the slender girl and began to really move her hips, grinding her thigh against Meagan's pussy, and subsequently her wet dripping lips against Megan's slender thigh. Both girls were writhing in pleasure now, hard nipples pressed against softer flesh and burning lips grinding, muffling the sounds of moans.
Neither was sure how long it took but they eventually felt the tension rise and Meagan was the first to reach the tipping point and her orgasm ripped through her and despite her lower body weight she nearly bucked Keisha off the bed. But the movement was enough and the black girl hit her mark and she screamed her pleasure into Meagan's neck.
It took a while but they both eventually calmed down and the groping and kissing and shuddered ended. They lay clasped together for some minutes and then Keisha pulled her head up and said,
"Oh, baby, that was so fine. I think I could get used to this."
"I don't know," Meagan said in reply. "I think it's going to take a lot of visits to make sure we get it right."