Memoirs

Memoirs

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Chapter Six

Sara

By Chrissy and Peyton

The last chapter was about Cindy and this chapter is about Sara. In between is when I met your mom which was the first chapter. Yes, it is confusing but sometimes stories don't start at the beginning but somewhere in the middle and you have to use your imagination to keep up. To help refresh your memory I have included the last two paragraphs of substance from the first chapter about how I met your mom to help with the transition.

We drove back to our hotel turning in the rental car. The rest of our week at the resort in Cap d'Agde the issue of Luis's resort rarely came up. To be serious about trying to restore that resort seemed more of a dream than a possibility.

The week was over and we headed back to Paris still with no idea of where we wanted to go or what to do with our selves. After we were back we both took part-time jobs wherever they were available. We found a chambre, which is what an apartment in France is referred as, which gave us more room. While I could set up an easel in the chambre and paint or sketch, Amelie had no room to do any sculpting as she needed a bigger place and one that could get dirty and include her kiln.

Over the next several months Amelie and I, while extremely happy being together and very much in love, knew something was missing in our lives. The chambre wasn't conducive for Amelie to sculpt and neither of us found that much time or creative time to do much of any painting or sculpting. We needed a bigger place than we had so we could isolate ourselves to be creative or have the quiet time to work. We were becoming restless and anxious to do something other than exist.

One of our favorite spots to go for relaxation was a local coffee shop that was a few blocks from our place. It was quaint and had an outdoor seating area. The coffee was very good and they had the best sweet roles that we so loved to munch on.

Whenever we went there, we tried to sit where a particular waitress would be able to serve us. Her name was Sara and she was a very cute small girl who was working there part-time while she was in school. She always treated us well and made sure we got the sweet roles that were the freshest ones right out of the oven, warm and soft.

Sara we learned was only sixteen while we were both now twenty-one close to twenty-two. While we were struggling to get by we always made sure we tipped her well. She was short and medium built. If we had guessed she was into gymnastics or some sort of sports as she was very tight and muscular yet not heavy or masculine. She was actually very sexy in her mannerism and looks. Her hair was long like both of ours more closely to my color and her complexion was flawless. Her brown eyes were striking and her chest and back side were her best assets second only to her personality. She was much shorter than the two of us probably no more than one-hundred-fifty-seven and a half centimeters.

I think what Sara liked most of us, she knew we were a couple and we suspected she was into girls too thus she could relate to us better. We didn't hide anything when she would come over to our table continuing to talk as if she was either not there or a part of the conversation. She felt comfortable around us and we treated her like a friend not a waitress.

This one day we were discussing our situation about our chambre and how it wasn't what we needed to create artwork. Sara knew we also had recently graduated from art school and while not an artist herself she understood our need for cheap space to create artwork that would fit our budget yet stay close to the river where we would sell most of our work on the weekends.

"Maybe we need to find someone who is in the real estate business to help us find a space?" I was discussing with Amelie.

"What we need I don't think they would be interested in helping us. We can't pay much for it and don't require enough for them to spend their time. We need to keep looking in the paper and maybe look on the corkboards in places like this to see if anyone advertises a space," Amelie explained to me.

"I might be able to help you if you don't mind me interrupting your conversation," Sara told us sheepishly.

"What do you mean?" Amelie asked Sara. "How can you help?"

"My father owns some buildings a few blocks from the river that he rents out. I can ask him if he has any space that would meet your needs or if he knows of any space that he could recommend to you?" Sara explained to us.

"Oh, Sara, that would be great if he has some or could recommend space. The problem is we don't have much to spend on rent so it can't be too expensive," I told her.

"I know. I can find out how much he would ask for it and see if he would give it to you cheap. If I tell him it is for some friends of mine who don't have much money, he might be more willing to offer a reasonable price," she told us.

"We would appreciate whatever you can do for us Sara," Amelie said. "As long as he knows we can't afford much and is willing to work with us, we would really be grateful for yours and his help."

We left the coffee shop that day feeling a little more optimistic about finding space for us to live and work. A few weeks went by and we again were sitting outside in our normal spot at the coffee shop. During this time we had received a letter from Luis who we had met at his naturalist resort on the coast almost a year ago. We had been writing him on a regular basis keeping in touch because he was such a wonderful old man and seemed to really take a liking to us.

In his latest letter he mentioned he had entertained two offers on the place but both insisted his wife's remains be relocated, plus he would have to move also so while they were very good offers, he respectably declined both.

He mentioned the two art stores that were over in Cap d'Agde and wondered why he didn't see any of our artwork in either. We had shipped him a vase that Amelie had made especially for him. Once she made it, I painted a scene depicting the resort on the vase before she put the final glaze on it. I also painted a picture from my memory of him kneeling in front of Lila's headstone kissing it. I labeled it "Amour pour toujours."

We were at the coffee shop a few weeks later when Sara came over to our table to discuss our space problem that we discussed with her a few weeks back. She informed us her father had this one building with three floors. The first floor was all business and the second was storage for the business and himself. The third floor at one time had been the home of the previous owner of the building and was really set up as a four-bedroom home complete with kitchen and living room. It had been rented out but the former tenants moved complaining the business below made too much noise for them to stay there. It wasn't long after they moved out the business left too and another business replaced it. Her father didn't think they made as much noise as they had no heavy machinery but were more of an office space type business. He would allow us to stay there very reasonably since it had been vacant for a while and was serving no use being empty.

We agreed to meet with her father to see the place and discuss the price the following day. Sara also overhearing our discussing Luis and the Cap d' Agde area mentioned she said her family loved the area and they would go there sometimes in the summer months.

The next day we walked to the building to meet with Sara's father. To our surprise Sara was there with him. It was the first time we saw her not dressed in her waitress uniform and oh my god did both Amelie and I drool over seeing her. Her legs were gorgeous and the skin so smooth and muscular. She wore short shorts that were very tight fitting and her butt really stood out when she would turn around. Her top was not too revealing but it did fit tight enough we could see her very nice and perfect breasts straining to be set free from her bra. It was obvious she was putting on a display for us and it was having the desired effects on the two of us.

Sara's father was a medium tall gentleman of stocky build which we guess is where Sara got her physique. Super nice guy who told us the space on the top was available but could only be rented on a month to month basis. It seemed he had a potential buyer for the property and didn't want to commit to more than month to month since the whole building might be sold.

We looked at the space and found it to be absolutely perfect for our needs. We negotiated a price and moved in about two weeks later. Of course we wanted to celebrate and invite some friends over to our new space so we threw a small party inviting some of our close friends. We also invited Sara over since she was the one who found the space for us. The party went well and we were all in a good and buzzed mood. Most of our friends were couples and as the night wore on, they left to do what couples normally do. By the end of the night we were cleaning up some of the mess from the party just Amelie, myself, and Sara who insisted on staying behind to help clean up.

Amelie and I were in the kitchen washing the counter tops and table from the spilled drinks and crumbs. We bumped into each other as I was backing up from wiping the table and she was behind me wiping the counter. We giggled and bumped rear ends again having a playful time. Amelie turned around and when I went to bump her again, she instead grabbed me by the waist with one hand and when my butt went out to bump hers she instead took her hand and rubbed it over my butt and down between my legs. Almost forgetting that anyone else was there I moaned and opened my legs more so Amelie was able to touch me some more.

I no sooner moaned and opened my legs when Sara came walking into the kitchen. Neither Amelie nor I initially noticed and Sara didn't say a word to let us know she was there either. Amelie kept rubbing her hands between my legs making me hotter and with my eyes closed I told her, "I'll give you a couple of hours to stop doing that."

"Or what, my Jewels?" Amelie asked back.

"Or I'll take off my pants and yours too and ......" I was saying when I opened my eyes to see Sara standing in the kitchen with a big smile on her face watching us.

I stood up and moved away from Amelie quickly so she too could also see Sara standing there. "Oh, I'm so sorry, Sara. We got carried away and forgot you were still here," I stuttered trying to come up with something.

"Oh, Jewels, I'm sure Sara didn't mind did you sweetheart?" Amelie said and walked over to where Sara was standing putting her arm around her shoulder. "From the look on her face, I would say she was rather enjoying the show and wishing she was a part of it." Amelie then leaned her head down and brushing Sara's hair back from the side of her face, she kissed and nibbled on Sara's neck.

I was about to tell Amelie to stop. Sara was too young and she was scaring her when Sara surprised me putting her arm around the back of Amelie and closed her eyes and moaned, "Yes."

That was all Amelie needed to hear and she lifted her head a little taking her fingers and turning Sara's head towards her kissing her on the lips. Sara moaned putting her other arm around Amelie pulling her into her and kissing back.

I stood and watched as the two of them kissed and allowed the other's hands to roam around and up and down their bodies waiting to see how far this was going to go. They were into their embrace and kissing when Amelie motioned with her one hand for me to come over to them.

Slowly and nervously I walked over to where they were standing. As I came up next to them, Amelie broke her kiss with Sara and turned her to face me. Looking at her, I could see pure lust in her eyes as if she had wanted this to happen for a long time. The desire for her to be with both Amelie and me must have been something she had thought of but never thought it would happen until now. I took her hand and pulled her close to me leaning my head down as she looked up and we kissed our tongues twirling together dancing a dance of lust.

I kissed her several times until Amelie moved next to us and then I kissed Amelie. She then kissed Sara and we continued to kiss each other almost in rotation until we started to giggle. Not much had been said at this point other than moans and heavy breathing followed by "My turn."

"Would you like to spend the night?" Amelie then asked of Sara.

Sara normally was a talkative person when we would see her at the coffee shop. Even tonight as the party progressed, she was talkative, not hesitating to talk to our guest some of who she didn't know. Now though it was if she couldn't find the words as if she was still overwhelmed by what was transpiring and she could only nod her head to Amelie.

We turned out the lights in the kitchen and led Sara each of us with one of her hands towards our bedroom turning out the other lights as we went. Our room was well lit but we turned on a lamp next to the bed that had two settings low and high turning it to low. Then we turned off the overhead light. The room was lit but it was a low light that was perfect for creating a romantic environment. Amelie pulled the covers back on the bed and walked over to me kissing me passionately on my lips and neck and ears as she knew those were all hot spots for me. As she was kissing me, she was unbuttoning my blouse pulling it off my shoulders allowing it to fall to the floor. She then broke the kiss and began unbuttoning her blouse also letting it drop to the floor. We each unclasped our bras and let them fall to the floor at the same time.

Sara was standing next to the bed watching the scene develop in front of her. Amelie then whispered in my ear, "You have the honors, my Jewels. Take her clothes off."

I walked the two small steps to stand next to Sara moving my hands to her shoulder. She was wearing a pullover that had three buttons in the back at the top. I turned her around and unbuttoned the three buttons turning her back around to face me. Looking down at her I placed my hands at the bottom of her blouse and not taking my eyes off of her eyes began lifting the blouse up. When it got to her chest I stopped giving her an opportunity to say no. Instead she lifted her arms up so I could pull the blouse up and over her head and arms letting it fall to the floor.

She was still in a bra but my god the boobs on that girl. They were probably almost twice the size of both Amelie's and mine though we were not very big in that area. Sara's though even with the bra on you could tell they were much bigger and firm. I reached behind her to unclasp her bra pulling the straps forward as the bra came off of her and dropping it to the floor.

Now I could see her breasts in their entirety. They were more than a handful but very firm and stood straight out with no sag at all. Her areolas were medium brown and about the size of a quarter. Her nipples stood out about the length of a pencil eraser and were perfect. I heard a moan behind me and turned to see Amelie, who by now had taken her pants and panties off, standing there completely naked with her hand between her legs obviously enjoying how seductive this was between Sara and me.

Amelie walked over and asked, "May I?" addressing her question to both of us but really to Sara as she placed her fingers on the snap and zipper of Sara's pants. I stepped aside to finish taking off my pants and panties but not taking my eyes off of either of the other two.

Sara again seemed speechless licking her lips and trying to making a movement with her lips but nothing coming out of them thus she again nodded. Amelie unsnapped and unzipped her pants grabbing them by the waistline and pushing them down. They were a tight fit and Sara had to assist but eagerly did so by shimmy her body and also pushing her pants and panties down.

Once her pants were low enough, I could see her pussy and now knew why she was speechless. Like Amelie she hadn't shaved there but it was trimmed so it looked neat. Her hair was light colored but dark enough to match her hair on her head. You could already tell she was wet from excitement as her hairs at the bottom were moist and you could see the glistening of the moisture in the faint light.

Now we were all naked and standing next to the bed. Amelie crawled onto the bed and over to the other side. She patted the bed looking at Sara for her to get in next to her leaving me to get in on Sara's other side which I did. Amelie immediately after Sara was in bed leaned over her and began kissing her letting her outer hand run across Sara's breast and squeezing it gently. I on the other hand went straight for her other breast licking it around the areola then across the nipple making it wiggle from my tongue causing Sara to moan. My hand rested just below her breast feeling the swell of it on the edge of my hand.

Sara was now more at ease it seemed and she wrapped her arms around Amelie who was kissing her as they were kissed very passionately. Not wanting to rush things or break up the passion the two were having I was content to keep flicking my tongue across Sara's nipple and sucking on her breast. My hand moved from the bottom of her breast across her chest and down on her abdomen staying at but no lower than her navel. Sara was moaning and I could see out of the corner of my eye she now was cupping Amelie's breast with her one hand. As I moved my hand across her abdomen, I guess Sara thought I was going to go lower or else she was telling me to go lower because she opened up her legs wider as an invitation for my hand to move there.

Very few times do I turn down an invitation to something I want to do and this was no exception. I let my hand move lower across her lower abdomen but staying above her mons gently rubbing her soft skin as I went. I could see and feel her breathing increasing from her kissing Amelie and the petting they were doing. But also from anticipation of where my hand was going as every time I would get to the center of her lower abdomen she would raise her pelvis up a little as if to meet my hand.

I began to feel sorry for the poor girl who was probably overwhelmed with two much older girls seducing her then realized there was nothing to feel sorry for. In fact, she was enjoying every second of this as much as both Amelie and I were.

The next time I moved my hand across her lower abdomen I didn't have to wonder if I should go lower. Sara took my hand and pushed it towards her pussy to let me know that was what she wanted. And so I did. My hand ran over her mound feeling the close hairs she had there and then down between her lips. My fingers slid down on each side of her lips but feeling how warm and soft she felt. Sara gasped as my hand ran across her and her hips rose to meet my hand.

I released her breast from my mouth and placed my head on her stomach as I continued to run my fingers through her pubic hair and over her mound and finally down through her slit. She again moaned and raised her hips up. I felt pressure on the back of my head and saw Amelie pushing my head lower indicating she wanted my head in between Sara's legs. I believe she felt we needed to give Sara some release now as she was so worked up enjoying having two girls play with her in her too aroused state.

Moving down the bed, I lifted one of Sara's legs pushing it out more before crawling up between her legs so my face was now looking at her pussy. I looked up to see Amelie kissing Sara's breast but her eyes were on me and she winked and smiled nodding her head telling me to go ahead and eat Sara's pussy. Again, I don't have to be invited twice so I moved her lips apart with my fingers and let my tongued lick her from the bottom of her pussy to the top tasting her sweet juices that were everywhere. My god she tasted so good and she must have loved my tongue because she moaned loudly and raised her hips up almost a foot off the bed. I kept using my tongue to fuck her beautiful young pussy as she continued to undulate her hips with each lick of my tongue.

Sara was obvious in a state of bliss and extremely turned on as it was only four or five minutes that I was licking her pussy when she cried out she was cumming. Her legs wrapped around my back and held me in tight as her hips came off the bed about a foot her juices flowing out of her.

Amelie was gently running her fingers though Sara's hair and kissing her with quick kisses on her cheeks, lips and nose until Sara began to come back from the bliss that she had just experienced.

Once she opened her eyes and her legs released the tight grip that she had on me Amelie softly said to her, "My Jewels knows how to use her tongue doesn't she?"

Sara smiled a big smile nodding her head and finally able to speak said, "That was the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced. Both of you had me so turned on I thought I was going to die before I came then once it started, I thought I was going to pass out." Then she giggled a little.

"Well my beautiful little Sara, that was just the beginning," Amelie told her as I moved up to lie next to them. "We have more to do tonight. We have admired you for many months now and tonight we all get to realize our dreams." She then leaned down and kissed Sara passionately who returned the kiss as passionately.

"Now it is my turn," Amelie said and moved down between Sara's legs. I scooted up so I was now kissing her and she was kissing back licking her juices off of my chin and cheeks as she did. I smiled at her and asked her if she wanted to taste me and she smiled back nodding her head. I moved up straddling her head lowering my shaved pussy down to her mouth.

"Have you ever done this before?" I asked her.

"No," she said almost apologetically.

"Do what comes naturally and it will be fine. You can really do no wrong. I won't last long anyway because you have me too excited from doing you," I told her.

She smiled and took her first lick of a pussy and it sent shivers through my body as I raised my head up and moaned from her tongue on me. "That's it love, just keep doing what you are doing," I managed to tell her and she did.

Sara continued to lick me as I moved my pussy back and forth across her tongue to give me the added feeling I needed from a young girl who was doing this for the first time. As we moved, she got better and better moving her tongue inside and licking across my clit too. She was somewhat distracted from Amelie lying between her legs and giving her pussy a good licking like Amelie knows how to do.

The three of us continued with Amelie licking Sara and me sitting on Sara's face with her licking me. She was getting me closer but her inexperience was showing as she wasn't getting to my clit enough. I took my own finger and began to rub my clit letting her concentrate on licking my open pussy. That seemed to work as a few minutes later I could feel my orgasm rising. My body began to warm and feel tingly and then the explosion hit and I felt the rush of feelings flood through my body as my orgasm overcame me. I had hoped I didn't scare Sara as I pushed down on her face when I came but I don't think I did because not but seconds after I came, she exploded too from the fucking she was getting from Amelie. She moaned out and shook but never stopped with her tongue inside of me.

Sara obviously needed to rest and recover after that. In the short time she had cum twice, once from me licking her and once from Amelie, plus she had experienced licking me as I sat on her face and came. Amelie crawled up and we both kissed Sara allowing her to lay there while I had Amelie sit on my face and I ate her until she came, her eyes on Sara as she did.

We lay there for maybe fifteen minutes caressing each other and exchanging kisses, Sara being very proactive in this. I offered to go get us some water and went back into the kitchen to get us drinks. When I came back with the glasses Sara was on top of Amelie and kissing her passionately. I could see she had her fingers inside of Amelie and was giving her a good fucking with her fingers. I set the glasses down on the nightstand and gently to not disturb them got in bed and watched as they made love. It was a beautiful sight to see my Amelie with a gorgeous young girl having sex in front of me. I moved my hands down between my legs and began to finger my own pussy as I watched Sara bring Amelie to another big orgasm. Ever since being with Kim I enjoyed watching others masturbate and now seeing someone make love in front of me was just as if not more exciting.

We drank the waters and were sitting up in the bed resting and talking. "You said you have never licked a girl before?" I asked Sara.

"No, you were my first. I've wanted to but as far as I got with this other girl I know, was using our fingers on each other. She was too scared to do anything else. I have had a boy do me but it was nothing like what both of you did. You were hundreds times better than he was," she told us.

"Have you been wanting us to be with you before tonight?" Amelie asked her.

"I've thought of what it would be like to be with each of you but not all together. That just seemed to be too much to hope for," Sara explained.

"We've wondered about you too," I told her. "We have always thought you were so beautiful and had a certain sex appeal that we really liked. We weren't sure if you were into girls but we suspected by how you treated and looked at us.

"I hope we are satisfying your dreams but I don't think we are quite done for tonight and I can see us doing this again sometime if we aren't too much for you to handle," Amelie told Sara.

Sara smiled then said, "I hope there are more times. Tonight has been amazing."

"You expressed a desire to be with each of us but you didn't expect to be with both of us. I'm going to leave you two alone for a while before I come back in and join you," Amelie said and leaned over kissing me. "Satisfy her like you do me, my Jewels," she added. With that she got up and left the room.

"I didn't mean to come between you two. Is she going to be okay?" Sara asked sounding nervous.

"She's fine. You aren't coming between us. Amelie knows you need to be with us one at a time to live out your dream. You will have more time with her like you did while I was getting the water. She wants you to feel some of the love she and I feel for each other. We are willing to share that love with someone who we care so much about. We don't get jealous or hurt. It is what makes our relationship that much stronger," I reasoned with her. "Hopefully there will be more times with all of us together too. You make a good addition to our love making."

Sara slightly blushed and smiled her beautiful smile. I leaned over pushing her down on the bed and began to caress her hair and kiss her lips. Soon we were kissing passionately and our hands were roaming. Sara rolled me over and got on top of my like she was on Amelie when I came back in the room. Her hand went between my legs much like she had done with Amelie and I didn't stop her. Her fingers entered me and her palm was on my clit and mound moving back and forth as she pushed her fingers inside and out of me again. I cupped her breast with one hand and the other ended up on her butt with my finger probing down her crack. She seemed to like that as she moaned when my hand moved down her crack. Each time I did that her fingers moved faster inside of me.

Before I could do any more she found my g-spot with her fingers and rubbing across it a few times with her fingers I exploded in an orgasm. "Oh, fuck, yes Sara, fuck aawwk!" I cried out.

I could tell she wasn't done and I had other plans for her as I told her to climb up here so I could eat her pussy. She moved up and when she did I could see her pussy all swollen and wet and looking up higher I could see her breast sticking out. I shuddered and felt another small orgasm come over me. Sara was beautiful and having this young girl sitting on my face was all I needed. I used my thumbs to open her lips and I stuck my tongue deep inside of her tasting her sweet taste. She moaned and used her one hand to cup her breast and the other she put behind my head holding it up to her pussy.

I continued to lick her and would move up and grate my teeth over her clit which seemed to really excite her. In a matter of minutes her orgasm was rising and she cried out she was going to cum. I sucked her clit into my mouth and slid two fingers up her pussy until she exploded in orgasm crying out, "Oh god, oh god, yes, yes, oh fuck!" She then went limp and I had to grab her to keep her from falling into the headboard.

Amelie walked back into the room and seeing Sara go limp helped me to lay her down gently on the bed. "My Jewels, you did a number on her. Poor girl never knew what hit her," she said then giggled.

Sara seemed gone to the world for approximately two minutes before she came back to our world. She looked over to find Amelie and me in a sixty-nine lying on our sides going at each other. I could see Sara from where I was and she smiled at me watching the two of us bring each other to another orgasm. Sara had her fingers inside her own pussy but was mostly caressing herself not bringing herself to an orgasm.

We all were pretty much too tired to continue after that. We fixed the sheets laying towels across the areas that were wet from our lovemaking and went to sleep with Sara in the middle.

Later that night I awoke to some movement in the bed. I glanced over to see Sara and Amelie in a beautiful sixty-nine with Sara on top. They were close to having an orgasm as best I could tell. I watched for a few seconds then laid back down allowing them their time together while I placed my hand inside of my pussy and the other on my clit and rubbed it hard and fast so I could orgasm when they did.

In the morning I was the first to awake. I think middle of the night escapade they had made them sleep in longer. After peeing I went to the kitchen and put on an apron since I was not wearing anything else and prepared breakfast for the three of us. I think with the coffee brewing and the smell of the sweet roles in the oven they woke up. I could hear some giggling and then some moans before they both came walking out hand in hand.

"Good morning," I said with a smile and a wink to Amelie.

"Yes it is," she said back and came over letting me taste her wet fingers apparently from being inside Sara before kissing me on the lips.

"I would say it was for you my love," I told her and I licked my lips.

"Indeed it was. You can get yours after breakfast," Amelie whispered to me.

We ate breakfast and finished cleaning up the place from the party last night no one wearing any clothing at all. This led to another round of a threesome lovemaking. It started with Amelie who insisted on running her fingers up my crack when I bent over to pick up a napkin that was on the floor. Instead of moving away from her I moved back into her hand telling her she owed me since she got some off of Sara in the middle of the night and then this morning. She winked and pushed me back over pushing her finger inside of me and back out a few times. My mews got the attention of Sara who came over to the couch and sat down to watch running her hand between her legs. My eyes were focused on what Sara was doing and apparently so were Amelie's. She pulled me up whispering in my ear to take the sexy little body into the bedroom and make love to her while she finished cleaning then she would join us.

I moved over to Sara taking her hand and pulled her into the bedroom and onto the bed. She resisted like a wet tissue could hold a heavy weight. I pushed her down and immediately began to kiss her delicious lips. We exchanged tongue swapping for a while Sara showing a lot of passion to me. As we kissed my finger played with her nipples pulling on them and twirling them with my fingers bringing moans from her. I broke the kiss and moved down between her legs pushing them up and out dipping my tongue in her very wet pussy. I wasn't sure how much more she could take after last night and earlier this morning but I wanted to have my taste of her again.

She moaned and wrapped her legs around my back as I used my tongue to lick and probe inside of her pussy. She twisted on the bed and raised her hips up calling my name and telling me how good I was at eating her pussy. Then she came and her juices rushed out of her as I tried to catch all of it in my mouth. She then pulled me up and had me sit on her face running her tongue in and across my pussy and clit. I was moving my hips back and forth and moaning with pure delight at the number this sixteen- year-old was doing on my pussy. In no time I could feel my orgasm building and then I exploded on her face and chin. We cuddled and kissed and she told me how much she loved being with the two of us and how in one night she was addicted to pussy and sex.

Amelie came in after a while finding us kissing and our fingers stroking each other's pussy not trying to bring either to orgasm. She moved behind Sara kissing her back as her hand moved and replaced Sara's hand that was rubbing my pussy. We lay there soaking up the feeling for a few minutes when Amelie moved us around so that we were in a daisy chain each of us having a pussy to eat. We brought each other to another orgasm before switching positions and doing the other person.

Sara had to leave to go to work and we said our goodbyes to her. That wouldn't be the last time we were with Sara. She became a very close friend to Amelie and me. We would continue to see her at the coffee shop but at least once a week she would be over at our place. Sometimes if one of us was not home they would come in and find the other in bed with Sara making love. The other would just close the door and do something else allowing for them to have their time together.

Our fondness for Sara grew and we both knew there was more to it than that. Sara had become part of our lives and we cared deeply for her. Unfortunately those things come to an end. Months had gone by and while we were happy living where we were, we also were frustrated too. We didn't like being street vendors selling our work on the weekends by the river and working a part-time job to help with the bills. We wanted more to our lives than what we had. Luis and us continued to write and we expressed our unhappiness to him. Not being an artist, he of course had no solution to our problem.

However, the most recent letter we received from him gave us some hope. He asked if we could come visit him. He had talked to the owner of the two art shops in the Cap d'Agde area and he had an idea he would like to discuss with us in person. He asked if we had more examples of our art we could bring with us when we came. He said he would have a friend with a car pick us up at the train station and bring us to his place where we could stay free of course.

We agreed and a week later we were on our way to see Luis. A friend of his picked us up but his car was rather small so we had to put some of our art work in the trunk and the rest we held on our laps or floor of the car the best we could do. Luis was waiting on us at the gate when we arrived. We jumped out and gave hugs and kisses to him like he was a relative of ours. In reality I think he already thought of us as his granddaughters since he had none.

After settling in to our room it was still brisk enough we had to keep our clothes on as it wasn't the warmer spring and summer season yet. We met Luis in the office to talk.

"It's really good to see you again, Luis," Amelie said to him.

"It's wonderful to see both of you too. You still look as gorgeous as ever I can see. And I still see the love you have for each other in your eyes too," he told us.

"So how are you doing? It looks as though you have been doing some work around here since we were here last?" I told him.

"I didn't want to let things get any worse. I do what I can each day, then I wait for the next day to do more. Maybe in two years it will be almost back to presentable," he laughed.

"What is the big news you have for us?" Amelie asked, "and why bring more samples of our art work?"

"Tomorrow we will go to Cap d'Agde and you will meet with the owner of the two art stores in the resort. I think once he sees more of your work he will want to hire you to provide more work for him to sell in his stores," Luis explained to us.

"That sounds great but we live in Paris and to ship our work down here would be very expensive. Anything he could get for our work would be offset by the cost of shipping and materials and we would make no more than we would selling on the streets of Paris," Amelie told Luis.

"Have you seen the artwork in his store and the prices he charges?" Luis asked us.

"No, we didn't go into them when we were here last time," I told him.

"I have known him for many years and he came by here a couple of weeks ago to see how I was doing. He saw the vase you did and I showed him the painting you painted for me. He was very impressed. He said the quality of the work was far superior than most of what he had in his stores. He told me he could easily get twelve thousand francs (back then they didn't use the Euro but had French Francs) for the painting and fourteen thousand for the vase. His commission is twenty-five percent for displaying and selling the art. You told me you were only getting at the most six thousand francs for your work and usually much less," Luis reasoned.

Amelie and I looked at each other smiling and said what the hell. It was worth the time to the talk with the owner and see what arrangements could be made. The issue of shipping would definitely weigh in our decision but it would be something we would have to discuss tomorrow.

Tomorrow came and Luis's friend drove us to the resort. Since we were there on business we did not have to pay the entrance fee to get in but given day passes. We talked to the owner who owned both stores. One was really an art gallery with high end paintings and art work. Many of our pieces would easily go in here as we saw the quality of the work and it lacked what we thought for the price he was charging. He assured us his turnover in the summer months was very high and based on what he saw in our portfolios and examples we brought he said he would be able to sell them no problem bringing in ten to twenty thousand francs each.

The other store was for simpler art work much of what we could do also. These were smaller pictures of landscapes and smaller pottery like ashtrays, small vases and chalices and such that would sell for two to five thousand francs.

We discussed shipping and he said that would be up to us but if our artwork sold rapidly then he would be willing to renegotiate shipping for the following season.

After we returned to Luis's place, the three of us sat down and discussed the opportunity the store owner had offered us. It sounded appealing and both Amelie and I believed it could work if the shipping wasn't going to be too much. The other issue was the store owner preferred to have landscapes and such of the area and not of Paris. We could provide some in his high-end store but for the other store he preferred local pictures. That would be an issue if we were in Paris as it would be difficult to visualize the area and then paint. Would that would mean is coming down often to do sketches and then go back and finish the paintings in Paris? That would add an additional cost to each piece of art work.

Luis then threw us an idea that really caused us to think.

"Since I've come to know both of you and think of you as my granddaughters why don't you come live here with me? We can fix up some of the space in the maintenance area as a studio for each of you to work and you can stay in one of the rooms like you are in now. I would get to see you and you would not have to worry about shipping and traveling back and forth," he proposed.

Neither of us had considered ever leaving Paris but now we had an opportunity to quit the weekend street vendor business and concentrate on real painting and sculpting and having someone else sell them for us. The only hitch would be leaving all our friends behind in Paris and the nightlife that we enjoyed.

"It sounds good but we would want to pay you for staying here if we did. Also we would be leaving all of our friends in Paris," I explained to him.

"I don't want you to pay me for staying here. Your friends are welcome to stay too but maybe we could charge them a small fee giving them a deal better than they would get staying at the Cap and thus creating some free advertisement for this place," Luis continued. He really sounded like he wanted us to stay here. "If you insist on paying then what you could do is help clean this place up to make it presentable. All the rooms need to be repainted and the grounds need to be cleaned up."

His deal was sounding better and better. The only stumbling block was leaving the friends behind and the solitude we would have at the start. I was leaning towards it but Amelie was showing a lot of hesitation of leaving Paris.

We left the next day and headed back to Paris telling Luis we would think about his offer and get back to him. On the train back to Paris, Amelie was unusually quiet and we didn't talk much about the offers or at least she didn't as it seemed I had done all the talking.

A week later we had still not made any decision on moving but had decided even if we didn't move we would take the art store owner up on his offer and figure out the logistics to see if the cost was worth the effort.

Sara was still a part of our life and with us often. We discussed with our friends moving and most were very supportive and would be willing to come visit often if the price was right as staying in the Cap resort was too high for them. I made a trip to Luis for three days to do some sketching and take pictures so Amelie and I had a reference point to do some art work.

Upon returning I again tried to discuss moving with Amelie. Instead of her usual rationale and calmness she actually snapped at me and said to give her time. She needed to think. This was very unlike her to act this way and I could tell there was something else bothering her. For the time being I chose to ignore it and give her the space she wanted.

We had shipped some artwork to the store in the Cap getting an idea of the cost. We realized if the pieces sold for what the store said they would our profit would be cut in half when you add the cost of shipping and time and materials we used to create the work. It was disappointing but we hoped we could figure a less expensive way or we could get the owner to help us on the cost as it was still more than we made on the weekends as street vendors.

A month had gone by and Amelie still wouldn't make a decision. I was convinced we needed to move at least for a year or during the peak season to see how things went and if we didn't like living there we could return to Paris and resume shipping our work.

It was a week day and we were getting ready for bed. I came into the room after peeing finding Amelie sitting on the bed on my side with tears running down her face.

"Amelie, sweetheart, what's the matter?" I asked and hurriedly sat down next to her putting my arm around her shoulder.

She looked at me and started bawling placing her head onto my chest as I held her. I let her cry for a minute before lifting her head. I used my other hand to wipe the tears from her face.

"My Jewels, I am so sorry. I know I have let you down and I promise to never let you down again. I love you with all my heart and don't want to lose you," she sobbed.

"Amelie, you haven't let me down. I don't have any idea what you are talking about and you are not about to lose me so I don't know where that came from," I softy but confusedly said to her as I put both my hands on her cheeks and brought her face to mine and kissed her forehead.

"We need to move to the coast," she then said.

"Are you sure? Is this what this is all about? Amelie, you haven't let me down. This is a hard decision and I know it is a lot for you to leave this area with all that you have here. And I was never going to move without you if that is what you thought."

"Thank you. I love you so much," she said and kissed my lips. We didn't make love that night but I held her close as she slept with her leg over mine and her arm around my waist. It would be years later before she finally told me why she was so distressed.

Two weeks later we had packed all our art work, supplies and equipment plus all our household belongings we wanted to take with us into two medium size trucks and were ready to leave Paris for the Mediterranean coast of France. The night before we said goodbye to all our friends at a party they held for us. Sara spent the night with us and the love making was especially passionate and emotional. Tears were shed by all as we got into the trucks and pulled out. It seemed harder on Amelie but then I already knew this had been a hard decision for her.

We said our goodbyes to Sara as we pulled out all of us crying over what we were leaving behind. I noticed as I pulled out Sara and Amelie looking at each other both very emotional blowing each other a kiss. Sara pointed to her heart as Amelie pulled away. I blew her a kiss too as I pulled out behind Amelie on our way to a new life in a different place. It would be several years before we would see Sara again.

To be continued.......