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Adventures of Jade - Chap. 1 (Mf, exh, inc, nc, ped, 1st)
by Hummmvee (hummmvee@hotmail.com)
Date: 06-14-01

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Jade, Her Mother Astrid, and her sister Jenn, get into 
trouble at the Catholic High School for girls.



ADVENTURES OF JADE
(A Novella)
By Humvee
(tales of Lust, Depravity, and Seduction)


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To make matters worse, Jade turned out to be very shy. A 
late bloomer really. It was not until her first year of 
college that she started physically developing to match 
her age. And develop she did. Although she always had the 
beautiful green cat-eyes, her long and skinny frame 
started taking on dangerous curves at age 18. She was 
almost 22 now. The good looks and the great body came too 
late to give her confidence through her school years, but 
she was pleased nonetheless. Her mother had gone through 
the same thing. Even though 'mom' had children very 
early, she had not fully developed into the stunner that 
she was until her late teens. Astrid always told Jade 
that one day she would come to appreciate and prefer the 
late bloomer way, after all, does not a fine wine take 
time also? 

At 5' 10" and 125 pounds, Jade's thick, wild dark hair 
cascaded halfway down her muscled back, to a now perfect 
ass below. Her smile could ignite tinder, but she was 
careful who she gave it to. Was it the intense workouts 
that finally triggered her to blossom, or was it just her 
time? Whatever the case, she seemed happier now than 
during her school years, and her confidence was building. 
Getting her phys ed degree took 4 years of strenuous work 
and discipline, but the new job offer seemingly made it 
all worthwhile, and meant she would soon be able to move 
out on her own and start a career. She wanted freedom 
from the perceived weight of her upbringing, her fathers 
imposed discipline, and the regularity of 'sameness' in 
her life. 

Jade's mother was only 13 when she gave birth to her (no 
she wasn't trailer trash), and raised both Jade and her 
sister Jenna (now 15) mostly by herself. Her husband was 
killed in a friendly-fire chopper incident during the 
Gulf War. He managed to instill the military discipline 
on his family before his untimely cessation. Although 
Astrid did a wonderful job bringing the two girls up 
these last 10 years, it was not easy, and both ended up 
shy like their mother, yet strong in their subtleness.

Jenna was as beautiful as her sister Jade. Even though 
only 15, she was just starting to develop. At 5' 7" and 
105 pounds, her long blonde locks and baby blues were 
beginning to get her noticed. Their mother had made them 
aware of the dangers of getting tied down too early, and 
due to their strict upbringing, Jenna had not had any 
dates to speak of, and Jade had only a few that quickly 
burned themselves out. Otherwise the girls were quite 
normal. Except for one thing (well maybe several things)!

The first thing that was unusual about this whole family 
was that their sexual fantasies tended to gravitate 
towards girls, as much or more, than toward boys. Neither 
shared this with anyone, including each other. Certainly 
the sisters were still virgins, as there was no sexual 
expression with boys, so far. Astrid made sure her 
daughters had a firm spiritual base as well. Good 
catholic-school girls just like their mom. At 35, Astrid 
their mother, was definitely bi. She had never even 
admitted that to herself. The labels had frightened her 
enough to (mostly) stick to the male of the species, in 
spite of the directions her fantasies often took her. 

Though Jade and her mom dated occasionally, both were 
currently in between men. No man seemed good enough, nor 
interesting enough to warrant more than a passing 
interest. Astrid tried to keep busy after the loss of her 
husband, and did not actively pursue a new relationship. 
The girls had it rough for a few years after 'daddy's' 
departure, then seemed to find the strength to go on 
without too much apparent damage. Jenna was only six or 
seven when he never returned. She was shyest in the 
family. Having model looks would make the current problem 
temporary for her at best. Jade was more affected, but 
managed to hide behind the discipline, and heavy 
activity.

*

Jade's excitement was hard to contain. She was accepted 
at the St. Beave all-girl catholic school. Tomorrow she 
would start teaching phys ed, to 7th thru 10th grade 
girls. Their final two years of high school would be 
completed at an affiliated catholic finishing school. 
Launching her career with this, her very first job, was 
creating serious butterflies in her stomach. Being that 
she was going to teach Phys Ed, ALSO meant 'showers'! You 
see, in high school she began to notice her female shower 
classmates. Because of her shyness, her curious looks at 
select classmates were brief at best. She tried to be 
discreet. 

Being pretty made it easier to be above suspicion. 
Nevertheless, a very frustrating experience indeed. Those 
budding breasts and pubic areas would draw her gaze and 
tease her senses. But mostly they fueled her masturbatory 
fantasies! Was she abnormal? Jade certainly felt like a 
normal teenager. Of course she never acted out on any of 
those urges. College too was a blur of activity, so she 
did not pursue 'the call of the senses' there either. 
Good focus led to good grades, and proper accreditation. 
She did dream of the coming freedoms a steady job would 
offer. Free to even pursue a relationship, perhaps. 

Sometimes she fantasised about boys, and sometimes the 
girls, very young girls. Playing with herself at home was 
not always possible when her body demanded it. Often 
either sis or mom were around, and even though all were 
fortunate enough to have their own rooms, Jade never felt 
all that comfortable 'doing' it at home. Now here comes a 
job that would allow her to make enough money to live on 
her own, AND maybe even look at other young girls 
exercise and shower! Perhaps even provide opportunity to 
discreetly touch! All harmless fun. With her own place, 
she would then be able to relive the day's events in 
private, and whenever necessary, pleasure herself. The 
thoughts kept her quite permanently wet in the days 
following the fateful phone call. 'Did any of these 
errant desires lead to my choice of career?' Jade half 
wondered. She certainly felt some guilt about enjoying 
the appearance of both sexes.

Physically, Jade's biological development had (seemingly) 
come behind schedule, but incredibly, her sex drive was 
wide awake by age five or six. Even though she didn't 
know what she had discovered at that age, she kept it to 
herself, and continued to give her body pleasure, more 
and more frequently. Of course mom caught her 'doing it' 
on more than one occasion (unbeknownst to Jade), but mom 
thought it was a perfectly normal thing for her daughter 
to do, and so kept it under her hat. Astrid still did it 
herself almost every day, perhaps she passed on the 
'incessant frigging'- gene to her daughter. Quite 
harmless fun for all.

Jade was in her room laying out clothes for the day to 
come. The first day of work at St Beave. She stood only 
in pumps in front of the large mirrors in her bedroom, 
and took inventory of her body. Her image stared back at 
her with those rare electric-green cat-eyes. Jade knew 
that at school she would be on display to all. She had to 
set the best example. Though shy, she somewhat liked the 
idea of being on display to (hopefully) admiring eyes. 
She looked for physical flaws in her reflection now... 
but could find none. Her muscles had much definition and 
tone. 'I could use a tan though' she mused. Her 
complexion was fair, and she did not feel comfortable to 
sunbathe in front of her mom and sister, so she made a 
mental note to find a tanning salon tonight. She 
continued staring in the mirror. The long dark hair made 
her look exotic. It was thick and shiny. 

Mom and Jenn were natural blondes, but she had some of 
her father's genes. She looked like Xena, the Amazon 
warrior princess. She smiled shyly at her 38 inch perfect 
C-cup breasts. The nipples always stood proud, ready to 
cut glass at a moments notice. At an inch and a half in 
length when aroused, they were unusually long. The 
aureolae were silver dollar sized, dark brown peaks, 
quite puffy themselves, and often became bumpy, betraying 
their owners' state. Jade ran her hands at the sides of 
her breasts cupping them gently. They were the hard kind 
that hardly moved, no matter what the activity. She liked 
that, and continued her inspection, occasionally tugging 
at the now fully erect nipples.

"MMMM" she moaned to herself lightly. Her hands traveled 
southward now. She traced the well defined lines on her 
flat belly. It looked so hard, almost bulletproof. A 23 
inch waist, and 34 inch hips. It doesn't get any better 
than that. Her pudendal area was a source of great 
interest to her. For such thick, dark hair on her head, 
she had a lightly downed pubic area. The patch was more 
vertical than triangular, and it was only to be found 
above her narrow slit. The pubis was somewhat pronounced, 
and the vaginal area very light in color, much like the 
color of her surrounding skin. She was capable of 
producing a copious amount of lubricating secretions on 
very short notice, for little reason.

She reached for her lightly furred friend now, and gently 
stroked. The inner lips were rarely visible in this 
position. She saw that some liquid was already finding 
its way out of the unusually tight orifice. Jade hoped 
that would not happen at inopportune moments in school! 
She wondered if she should shave her mound clean, like in 
some of the magazines she liked to look at, but decided 
against it (for now). Anything to block, absorb, or slow 
down her 'passion discharge' was probably to be retained. 
As her right hand found her warm fuzzy place to rub, she 
continued to assess her long legs, pretty knees, and 
aerodynamic feet. The slightest movements caused her 
flexing muscles to show through her skin. She found THAT, 
very stimulating to look at. She turned around and 
watched her gluteus flex and form a pair of those rarely 
seen (on the average person) concave indentations in each 
buttcheek. There was very little body hair, and what she 
did have was light and downy. She was lucky in that she 
rarely had to shave anywhere.

Jade was infatuated with how her body had started 
developing, and her orgasms seemed to grow in frequency 
and intensity. Whenever she was alone in the house, she 
masturbated in front of the large mirrors in her room, 
taking note of all her movements, and the slightest 
expressions. Jade would work herself up so much during 
these occasions, that her orgasms would cause her to 
become temporarily unconscious. Oh only now and then, but 
usually after an intense cum, she would not remember 
anything afterwards. In bed this was not even noticeable, 
but when she did it in front of a mirror, sometimes, she 
would wake up afterward and deduce what had happened. The 
weird thing was, that on some of those occasions, she 
couldn't really even remember masturbating. This did not 
really frighten her. It did make her feel a little 
uncomfortable, at the prospect of possibly being 
'discovered' while she was 'out'. Rather than satiating 
her, those sessions of self pleasure only fueled the 
fires below, and made her bush burn for even more 
stimulation. Bummer.

As Astrid was walking by her daughters room, she noticed 
the door was open a crack, and decided to peek in. 
Although the whole family was shy about matters of 
nudity, they all had burning curiosities about each 
others' naked bodies. Astrid had certainly been around 
the block for a woman of 35, she was just conservative 
and reserved. However it was HER daughter after all, and 
the peek she was hoping to steal was really like taking 
inventory or something. She excused the act by saying to 
herself, that it was in fact, her responsibility to know 
everything that went on in her house! This included how 
her offspring were developing physically.

Jade's room was well lit and the hallway dark. This 
afforded mom some camouflage, and bought her a little 
time to look at her daughter. The radio inside was going, 
so she was not worried about being heard. She felt she 
was not spying, just curious and excited for Jade. 
Besides, she gave birth to her so it was almost like a 
joint ownership; she just had to have a little peek. Mom 
had not bathed Jade for a good many years now, and was 
blown away by how Jade had developed. As she gazed at her 
daughters displayed nude body, she was naturally proud of 
the genes, as well as the discipline it took to maximize 
those genes; but she also felt a strange stirring. She 
felt somewhat guilty for this, but her senses would block 
out anything her mind wouldn't accept. Watching Jade 
touch herself all over, made Astrid warm all over too. 
Her pussy began juicing up at the sight before her. The 
fact that it was her daughter whom she loved made the 
guilt secondary, as she knew she would not do anything to 
hurt her child, actually woman apparently.

In time Astrid's guilt overwhelmed the thrill, and she 
went back to her room. She was going to take a shower, or 
a bath perhaps, and get ready for the day. Astrid made 
her money day-trading with the aid of a computer. She 
became successful at it (eventually), and was able to 
quit her job at the sausage factory and make a 
comfortable living working only a few days a week. She 
had just moved the family to this sleepy town and 
comfortable newish house. Astrid peeled off her bathrobe 
and looked at her own body in the mirror. Still young, 
taught, and pretty. Life at 35 was not so bad. She was 
5'9", 137 lbs., curly blonde shoulder length hair, 40 
inch D-cup bust, and very little golden-brown pussy fur. 
Her inner pussy lips were fat, and stuck out a little. 
She thought her pussy lips looked like a butterfly. She 
always dressed womanly, but not slutty. 

Mom too, liked the image in the mirror, and as she paused 
and looked, her mind began making comparisons with what 
she had just seen. Astrid was feeling very horny right 
now, and it took some effort for her not to continue her 
tactile ministrations to 'full term' in front of the 
bedroom mirror. Few people had violet eyes, but Astrid 
was one of them. The thick blonde hair with the 'purple' 
irises caused accidents in the streets. Her stunning good 
looks and laid back demeanor attracted much attention. An 
inopportune glance in the mirror even affected young 
Astrid. She thought how lucky she was to be so well 
endowed with her own body, and two very sexy daughters 
that were smart and stayed out of trouble. Not to mention 
comfortably upper middle classed. 

Astrid grabbed a towel, slung it over her shoulder, and 
went into the master bath. It was more private there, and 
her favorite place to find pudendal pleasure. The 
whirlpool jets could be strategically directed to inflict 
orgasmic bliss at will, and the noise pretty much gave 
cover to any auditory excesses. It was a good way to 
start the day.

*

Jenna was rousing from sleep in her own room. As she 
began a slow transition toward wakeful consciousness, her 
mind began to soar amidst the records of her (limited) 
memories. She was young, and had few experiences, but she 
was calm and smart. She was at peace with herself. Her 
shyness was only sometimes troubling. It was fueled by 
her parent's firmness, but being a 'good kid', she did 
not question that authority directly.

Jenn found her right hand under the goose-down comforter, 
and in the valley between her legs. Touching there always 
gave her comfort, and some temporary relief from the 
fires that nature was kindling more and more. Being so 
shy, she had never fully masturbated herself, and was 
technically unaware of the hedonistic pleasures her body 
was capable of, especially a body like hers. The stroking 
would usually climb some, plateau, and eventually the 
guilt would make her lose interest.
Jenna liked that she was a blonde like her mother, and 
she thought she looked 'nice'. 

Her measurements came in at a 35-inch B-cup bust, 22 inch 
waist, and 32 inch hips. Her weight was nicely 
distributed. Her pussy hair was still basically non-
existent. Compared with Jade's lusher and harder body she 
seemed lithe. A blonde gazelle. Being only 15 meant that 
she would yet fill out more, but for now she was just 
starting her transition toward womanhood. Although 
unusual, she had not started her periods yet. She gave 
this little thought, so it did not really bother her. She 
was in good health, and didn't ever think about such 
matters. Her academic studies left no time to take 
throwaway electives like 'Health Ed', and so she was 
still quite naive about how her body worked.

Suddenly the obvious hit her! Since moving to this little 
mountain town, mother had enrolled her in the private 
school. The same school her older sister was about to 
teach at. This meant her own sister would be teaching her 
phys ed! Was this a good or bad thing? Her mind played 
out the possibilities. She got along OK with others, as 
well as her sister, but she had no Phys Ed classes those 
last few years. This year she would have to take P.E.! 
And weren't showers mandatory? 

'E-e-e-e-e-e-e-k!!!' her mind raced, and she sat up from 
her half slumber with a start. Being naked in front of 
others was a mixed bag she would somehow deal with, but 
she might have to be naked in front of her own sister! 
This possibility was just too embarrassing! She decided 
she would have to investigate this possibility further, 
before classes started on Monday. She wanted to know what 
was required, and how things would go down in Gym class. 
She wasn't sure how to approach her sister without 
seeming an insecure child, or appearing to other students 
that she was getting preferential treatment. 

In fact she wasn't sure she would want anyone to know 
that the Gym teacher was her sister. A part of her was 
also excited about the possibilities. Getting out of Gym 
these past years also meant she was not able to see any 
of the other girls naked, and the thought of finally 
sharing this intimacy with her peers mildly appealed to 
Jenna. Thoughts of boys as well as girls often played on 
her mind's stage. Being in an all-girls school certainly 
made it more likely, that any actual contact would slant 
her fantasies toward a female-based bias. Her body became 
flushed at the flurry of thoughts and possibilities.

Jenna yawned and stretched her fifteen year old body. She 
got out of bed and went to her bathroom. After doing her 
business, she decided she would find out more about these 
newly discovered concerns. Since this was a very small 
private school, the rules could be quite different. 
Perhaps the administration will take one look at her, and 
see that she was in good enough shape, and excuse her 
from Gym. 'Not likely' she thought afterward, looking at 
her reflection. 'I'm certainly attractive enough. So why 
am I so scared about displaying this body...a decent 
body, to others, especially my sister? She is so much 
more spectacular, that's why! Perhaps mom could shed some 
light, if I could bring myself to ask her proper.' She 
wore men's two piece pajamas, though of silk, and in 
powder blue, to match her eyes. The top was filling out 
lately, and it was apparent she would need more room 
there soon. She decided to follow up on her concerns, and 
went looking for mom. 

Walking down the hall she noticed Jade's bedroom door 
slightly ajar, with music coming from inside. She could 
not help but peek. Something she did not go out of her 
way to do. She swallowed hard. Jenna's eyes grew like 
saucers. Jade was oblivious to the slightly open door, 
and at this point seemed to be touching her naked crotch 
with her right hand, while the left toyed with her 
titties. Jenna had not seen Jade naked since Jade was her 
age. She looked even more spectacular than Jenna 
remembered, or imagined. Obviously she should not have 
looked, for Jade was in a private moment. Why was she 
touching her body so lewdly? It looked very forbidden, 
very dirty, yet very sexy to Jenna. Jade turned, and went 
out of sight and into her bathroom. The show was over. 
Jenna's knees were like jello. Her crotch had this 'itch' 
that she was getting more and more often. By the looks of 
things, her sister also had this condition. 

Jenna continued on down the hall and to mom's bedroom, in 
a bit of a daze. She knocked then called out, but there 
was no answer at the door. Since it was open, she timidly 
walked in calling. The jacuzzi could be heard running in 
the master bath, so she knew she could not be heard. No 
big deal, she would knock and see if mom was open to 
discuss her budding concerns at some point. Upon nearing 
the door, she heard what sounded like an injured animal! 
Okay, it was not an animal, it was most likely mom. Now, 
Jenna was a sensitive young lady. She had just witnessed 
her sister doing something she didn't yet understand, and 
now the 'rock of Gibraltar' was possibly in trouble. 
Losing a loving father had been devastating, and she 
could not afford to lose both parents. Perhaps, mom had 
fallen in the tub? Maybe she had cut herself shaving? Was 
it sewer rats? Or it was a heart attack, older people had 
those, right? She had to act fast. She called out again.

"Mom? Are you ok?" No response, only moaning.

Jenn flung open the door and burst in quickly scanning 
the scene before her. She had been right! Mom was under 
attack! It was obvious what was happening. They had 
satellite TV. Jenna knew from watching all the nature 
programs, what the infamous 'Black Mamba' looked like! 
She also knew that people who acquired exotic pets, often 
dumped them later in lakes or toilets. 

Care of exotic pets was a responsibility whose depths 
most people were not aware of. Being indigenous to 
Africa, this specimen must have been a discarded pet, and 
probably made its' way up through the toilet, and into 
the master bath. She wondered what kind of person would 
keep such a deadly pet. Mom had both hands around the 
three-inch thick body, and seemed to be unsuccessfully 
trying to free herself from its grasp. 'Got to be several 
feet long' thought Jenna. As she raced forward, she hoped 
she could grab it just behind the head (That's the safest 
place to grab a snake). Hopefully, it had not bitten mom 
yet, although judging by mom's moans, it may have been 
too late already.

Swiftly she grabbed it behind the head yelling "Hold on 
mom!!!" With a slurping sound, twelve inches of Black 
Mamba was swiftly yanked from Astrid's hungry blonde 
vagina, causing a startled scream from mother's throat! 
Jenna wildly beat the black intruder against the sink 
until it moved no more. Mom had literally jumped up out 
of the tub, startled half to death, water splashing and 
dripping everywhere.

"What the hell is going on here?!!!" Astrid yelled trying 
to regain her senses. She was standing up, water running 
down her still flawless 35 year old body, her heart in 
her throat.

Jenna was content that the evil beast was lifeless now, 
and disgustingly threw it into the sink. The double 
headed dildo made a wet slapping sound and lay 
motionless. Mother was too shocked to even cover her 
nakedness. Long seconds passed as her mind tried to 
figure out what was happening. Jenna ran to her mother 
and grabbed her by the arms, looking her up and down, 
looking for possible fang marks.

"Did it bite you? Where is that snakebite kit we had on 
our camping trip?" The expression on mothers face was 
changing, and Jenna was so worked up she didn't even 
notice. Still nude, Astrid went for the double-headed 
dong and picked it up. "No don't mother, it could still 
be alive!" yelled Jenn grabbing it again. The two 
wrestled with the latex monster. Mom was stronger, and 
Jenn could not gain control over the, potentially still 
dangerous animal. She began to notice the serious look in 
her mother's face. Like she saw when she had done 
something bad. She stopped struggling but still held on 
tightly to the three foot beast. She finally began to 
notice her mother's nakedness in her peripheral vision. 

Astrid knew now that she had overprotected her daughter. 
Jenn was so innocent that she had obviously never seen a 
sex toy. If not for that sudden realization, Astrid would 
be overwhelmed with embarrassment. She just shook her 
head, let go of the toy, and grabbed a towel to cover her 
body. Jenn watched her mom's form get covered by the 
thirsty cotton bath towel. Just a quick glimpse, before 
it was covered up. Coupled with the strange look on 
mother's face, Jenn's gaze fell upon the object in her 
tight grasp, and she began to note previously unseen 
details. Finally the shockwave hit her. It was not a 
snake at all. It was plastic. Why would mom keep a 
replica of a snake? Upon closer inspection, she noted 
that it wasn't even a great reproduction of a snake. What 
was it doing between mom's legs? It looked more like a 
plastic 'man-thing' than a snake. As the revelations 
began to sink in, she became sooo embarrassed! 

"I... I... I'm sorry... I thought you were in trouble... 
I thought it might have bitten you... I wanted to talk to 
you about something, when I heard you moaning, and I 
thought... Oh mom I'm s-o-o-o-o-o sorry."

Astrid was looking at her daughter. The silk pajamas were 
soaked from the attempted rescue. The childlike face was 
flushed. There was an instinctual recognition on Jenn's 
part, of what her mom was doing, but intellectually she 
could not accept or explain it fully. Her expression was 
of puzzlement. Astrid knew she had to regain control of 
this situation, without hurting her daughter. But how 
could she explain she was fucking her pussy with a giant 
fake cock? Mom was supposed to set all the moral 
standards, and now she was caught 'doing the dirty'. She 
felt she had betrayed her daughter's trust somehow, by 
showing this less than perfect side of her character. 

Astrid noted that it was sweet the way Jenn had rushed to 
her rescue. She displayed a streak of fearlessness and a 
protective spirit. That was nice. But Jenn had seen mom 
naked, and that embarrassed both of them. Jenna's nipples 
poked through the now wet silk, signifying a possible 
change in the dynamic of the situation. Astrid looked at 
Jenna, but tried not to stare, for all the obvious 
reasons. How would she explain she was just masturbating 
with a double-ended dildo, trying to reach orgasmic 
bliss? '(-sigh-)' Might as well have that long overdue 
'girl' talk.

"Sit down sweat pea. We need to have a talk." They sat on 
the edge of the jetted tub. Astrid shut off the noisy 
jets. Jenna hardly noticed the wet spot she had just sat 
in. She adjusted the towel tighter. She caught Jenn 
glancing at her cleavage, and where the towel parted, 
between her legs. She saw the nervousness in her 
daughter's beautiful blue eyes. 'At least her body is 
developing so nicely' thought Astrid. Involuntarily, 
Jenna's eyes would dart about her mother's body, her mind 
trying to recall the beautiful curves she had just 
recently seen uncovered. Mom sensed what her daughter was 
feeling, and took the fake phallus from her daughter's 
still clutching hands.

"You see... This is just a toy. I've been a little lonely 
since... dad left. This relieves some of the pressure I 
feel. Honey, your mother was just 'pleasuring her 
princess' ". Jenn still looked embarrassed and confused. 
She was still flushed. Astrid decided against the baby 
talk. "I was masturbating, honey. I hope it didn't 
embarrass you, but I can see that it did. You see, it is 
something quite natural. Most of us get that itch" -she 
pointed between her legs, -"and rubbing there feels 
nice." Jenn followed her mom's gesture as mom used the 
dildo and pointed with it at her very private place 
hidden just under the towel. "This latex phallus is an 
aid in touching yourself". Jenna was still flushing, and 
looked around anxiously. It was all too much for her. She 
felt so dumb now. Her mother must think her a little baby 
to have burst in on her most private moment like that.

"You mean you had that thing in your... inside you?" Jenn 
felt so silly now, having this conversation with her 
mother. 

"I'm afraid so, honey. It feels better than it looks."

"I could never put something like that in me, mother."

"Of course not honey, but after a girl has children your 
vagina stretches, and it likes, and can handle more 
stimulation than just your fingers. You should not put 
anything down there until you are older. Except maybe 
your clean fingers. This snake" she smiled as she spoke " 
is just an industrial strength finger. It makes mommy 
feel like she is having sex with a man. It helps me feel 
good and I climax." Astrid was almost enjoying shocking 
her little daughter with her sudden openness of 
previously unspoken matters. She could see her daughters 
eyebrow go up with that last bit. 

Astrid was being very understanding toward her daughters 
obvious lack of experience in these matters. She was 
trying to explain some of the facts of life, without 
being too crude. Jenn knew that. She just wasn't 
comfortable discussing 'the birds and bees' with her 
mother.

"Have you rubbed yourself there honey?"

Jenn was shocked by the question and kept turning deeper, 
and deeper shades of crimson. "Not really, er...sort 
of.... sometimes... maybe a little."

"Did you ever put anything inside your, uhhmm... cunny?"

Jenn shook her head 'no'.

She tried to avoid her mother's gaze. She looked down. 
Her body was beginning to perspire noticeably. She 
wondered to herself, if it was from the heat and humidity 
of the bathroom, or something else. As she stared 
downwards she noticed that her nipples were painfully 
erect. Apparently a part of her was wanting to have this 
conversation. But was she getting aroused by her own 
mother's presence? No, her mother was truly beautiful. 
More 'womanly' than even her gorgeous sister. Jenn 
realized she was just a sucker for beauty. Anyone would 
get a little excited seeing her mom, or so she thought.

Mother continued with the lesson. "You are probably still 
too tight for inserting anything in your pussy, but 
rubbing with your fingers should bring pleasure. Does it 
honey? Does it feel good when you rub yourself there? You 
do rub yourself, don't you?"

Jenn nodded the affirmative, shocked by the questions and 
still looking down.

"How often does my baby girl play with her privates?"

After a long pause, Jenna contemplated running out of the 
room, but found her voice and spoke. "Not very 
often...I...It's embarrassing."

"Oh honey, don't be embarrassed about it," she hugged her 
daughter, "if mommy does it, so can you." Astrid broke 
the embrace with a kiss on her daughter's cheek. Astrid 
noticed how young and fresh her daughter smelled. The 
young hair was soft and silky. Their eyes finally met. 
Jenn could see the still vital glow in her mother of 15 
years. 'So beautiful' she thought. As awkward as this 
encounter was, she felt more comfortable, after this 
sudden display of intimacy. She smiled back at her 
mother, and hugged her back for being so gentle.

Just as she was becoming comfortable with the situation 
somewhat, her mother dropped another bomb. "Why don't you 
take off that wet jammie top, honey, and I'll dry you." 
Jenn felt trapped. She wanted to obey because she always 
did, and because the thought of disrobing, made her itch 
in a curiously delicious way 'down below'. It was all 
quite embarrassing, yet thrilling. She had not been nude 
in front of her mother since she was twelve or so. 
Sensing the hesitation, Astrid's adept fingers made a bee 
line for the buttons on Jenn's silk pajama top. She 
shouldn't have. But the situation was giving her warm 
thoughts below, and there was some unfinished business 
there! The situation of getting caught by her little 
fifteen year old daughter gave Astrid quite the thrill! 
Was it right getting so excited by her own? Only once did 
Astrid pursue sapphic feelings, and that was long ago in 
high school, and did not go well.

The buttons left the protective confines of their 
buttonholes, one by one. Jenn squirmed a bit, her arms 
uncooperative. Mom was practically trembling at the 
secrets she was about to reveal. Why did it feel so good 
to look at this pretty teenager, her own offspring? She 
was too excited to think about the answer right now. How 
far could she go with this little encounter anyway? As 
the last button fell away, Astrid paused momentarily, 
before unveiling her young daughter's upper body. Jenn 
surrendered to her mother's knowing fingers. Off came her 
top. Jenn self consciously looked down at her own exposed 
b-sized mounds. Astrid looked as well. There was a long 
pause, and a loud silence before anyone spoke again.

"You are truly lovely my daughter! I have not paid close 
enough attention to your physical development lately." 
Her fingers began to flutter like butterflies, all over 
her young daughter's body. She was staring at the young 
tits, amazed how they've appeared from nothing this past 
year. Jenn was uncomfortable with the contact, yet at the 
same time, relished the attention even if it was from her 
own mother. Years of repressed feelings can do that. 
Astrid knew she had to touch those boobies full on. She 
wanted to heft them, test their weight and firmness. Jenn 
WANTED to be touched in that manner, yet was afraid of 
the repercussions, with mom doing the touching. Of course 
it could not be considered sexual contact, just eager 
exploration, full of curiosity.

"Your breasts are s-o-o-o beautiful, Jenna honey." Astrid 
reached out and cupped both of them now, relishing in the 
sensations. Nipples tended to run long in this family. 
Jenna's aureolae were quarter sized, and covered by 
telltale bumps. Mother looked at them, and her daughters 
face, appraising how Jenn might be taking this. The shy 
teen would meet her gaze only briefly, still blushing. 
Mostly she just stared down at her mother's hands, firmly 
on her pert breasts. Astrid flashed her teenage daughter 
a bright smile while tugging those pointy nipples. Her 
smile was shyly returned with a smaller, more nervous 
one. 

She just HAD to take this a step further. She squeezed 
both breasts with some force, watching the already stiff 
nippies grow to full attention. Astrid could not wipe the 
smile from her face as she reveled in this dark fantasy. 
Jenna was getting dizzier and dizzier. This was going 
beyond her ability to control, but she decided to trust 
mother's judgement. Why did it feel so good to be touched 
there by someone else? Both of them seemed to be enjoying 
the moment. Did this make them lesbians? So many 
questions. Right now, neither of them gave a damn as to 
the answers. 

The touching progressed further. Astrid massaged, hefted, 
and squeezed the pliant flesh in her hands every which 
way. Her pussy was giving approval, by releasing abundant 
secretions through her picture perfect mother-orifice. 
Daughter or not, the girl before her was ravishing. Any 
man or woman would be moved. As she squeezed and tugged 
on the nipples, she looked up smilingly at Jenna's face. 
The teenager was definitely losing it now, as her face 
was contorted, and her eyes closed. A small involuntary 
moan escaped her lips.

"Oh honey, look at the way your nipples are reacting to 
my touch. You boobies are so firm. You know, I was about 
your cup size at your age, and that means you'll get a 
lot bigger. You'll probably be a d-cup by the time you 
are your sister's age."

This roused young Jenna from her trance. As pleased as 
she was with her development, she still had the least 
developed chest in the family. "You really think so 
mother?" (It just goes to show you it's never enough!) 
"Do you really think they'll be as big as Jade's?"

"No honey, they'll be even bigger I'm sure. Your sister 
is a c-cup from what I've noticed, and she was smaller at 
your age. You are going to be as big as your Momma!" 
Astrid thrust her chest out after that last bit.

Jenna realized now what had been missing. Mom was still 
wearing her towel. As hot as she looked that way, it 
didn't seem fair. Mom had looked and felt her up, and she 
had not really gotten a good look at mom before she 
disappeared under the thirsty towel. Yes, it was apparent 
to Jenn that her mother was well endowed, but Jenn 
couldn't really 'see' that like Mom was seeing her. 
"Ummm, ...Can I see yours' mother?" She asked sheepishly. 
"Can I see what your breasts look like?"

Astrid looked her daughter in the eye. She was hoping it 
would come to this. She was so hot and tingly, that she 
probably would have shown her daughter everything, even 
without being asked. This way definitely made it better. 
Astrid stood up now. They were almost the same height, 
Jenna being an inch or so shorter, at 5' 8". Jenna 
watched intently as mom put her fingers in the knot, and 
s-l-o-w-l-y peeled the garment back like a bannanna. As 
her magnificence came into view, Jenna was in awe. She 
had never, in person, seen such large, firm-looking 
breasts. She thought her sister was a perfect '10', but 
mother was beyond that. She was sure her mouth must have 
been hanging open, but felt powerless to shut it.

"Gosh mom, they're incredible!" Not dating lately, Astrid 
was well overdue for some compliments at her still tight 
body. Being that it was her own daughter that broke that 
dry spell, seemed not to matter. "Thank you dear, I'm so 
glad you like them."

She spun around to give Jenna several different 
perspectives, but held on to the towel so it would not 
expose below the hips. Jenna secretly hoped the towel 
would fall. She was so sexually aroused that she wanted 
to touch herself. Astrid was feeling no different either. 
"You may touch them Jenn..."

Jenn did not need to be asked twice. Eagerly she reached 
out and felt the bigger than life orbs, her mouth still 
open. They felt so good, and looked like the nicest she'd 
ever seen, real or out of a magazine. At first the touch 
was soft and static, like she was weighing the big tits. 
Soon her hands and fingers trembled, uncomfortable with 
going as far as she had with the mutual explorations. 
"Touch my nipples honey, like I touched yours," and her 
daughter did. 

Astrid's aureolae were very large, and pale. Typical 
blonde traits. Her hair was up in a bun, so her chest was 
accentuated even more. New ground was being broken, and 
the danger was that one might not be able to go back if 
things went too far. But had they already? Both were 
reluctant to leave the comforts of familiarity behind, 
and become even more familiar in this very graphic 
physical way. The problem was that they trusted each 
other implicitly, and their bodies were full of chemicals 
that made them want to explore this forbidden horizon.

Astrid then let the towel drop. Jenna's gaze instantly 
traveled south. She was embarrassed to look, but could 
not exert the will to ignore the territory now coming 
into view. Her hands stopped their testing of her 
mother's lethal weapons, and her eyes guiltily gazed at 
her own mother's secret sex! Surely it was ok for her to 
look. It was being freely offered. Astrid was obviously 
proud of her body. Perhaps the three days a week in the 
basement exercise room was not dumb after all. Jenn hoped 
she would look as good, after two kids. 

Jenn stared at the pouting lips. It was interesting how 
her mom had pouting lips on her face and her vagina. 
Almost twins. The plumpness begged one to touch or 
suckle. But that would be sick, wouldn't it? Astrid spun 
around like a model, making sure all of her angles were 
well displayed. She put her arms on her hips, watching 
the teen's roving eyes. She wanted to go further. She 
wanted to see Jenn's pussy! She wondered if there was 
hair growing there yet. Jade had the most hair there, 
being a brunette, and that was hardly any at all. 
Astrid's golden pudendal locks were patterned in that 
same short and vertical shape as her older daughter Jade, 
but being blonde, made the presence of the wonderfully 
downy mass much less noticeable. She looked almost 
hairless. 

Her body was on fire, but Astrid knew this was possibly 
getting out of hand. Didn't people go to jail for these 
things? Perhaps she should be satisfied with what she had 
seen and done thus far. Jenn's psyche seemed still to be 
intact, and the relationship seemed to be none the worse 
now. She sensed that Jenn would not be ready now, for 
anything purely sexual, and she wasn't sure she was ready 
either. She must not abuse her daughter's obedience by 
crossing that fine line. She just wanted to love her 
daughter, and her daughter to love her back. A perception 
of sexual contact could easily ruin that, even though sex 
was obviously fueling some part of it.

"Mother is cold. I'm going to get back in the warm water. 
We can continue our conversation later honey. OK?" Astrid 
stepped back into the tub. Only her face and knees 
showing now. Jenn was relieved, but frustrated too. She 
watched her mother's shiny, perfect backside sink into 
the depths, and start the whirlpool again. Standing, 
wearing only her wet pajama bottoms, Jenn seemed frozen 
to the spot, her mind replaying all the incredible 
sensations she just experienced. As exciting as things 
had gotten, it seemed anti-climactic now.

Astrid's hand went under the bubbles, and like a magnet, 
to her waiting vagina. She was confident Jenn could not 
see that from her current position. She could wait no 
longer to masturbate. So she did, stealthily, but 
forcefully.

Jenn was still on display, and feeling naked. Her mother 
was still looking at her, her face, her body, certain 
places... It was a look she had not seen in years past. 
"Why don't you leave your wet pajama bottoms in the 
hamper before you leave, dear." Astrid was rubbing her 
pussy now, and hoped it didn't show in her voice.

Jenn was almost in a trance. She needed to go back to her 
room as quickly as possible. She never had so much fire 
in her center, as now. The hamper was by the door, some 
ten feet away. Picking up her discarded top, she walked 
to the clothes hamper on rubbery legs, the air feeling 
cold on her wet excited breasts. As she picked up the wet 
pajama top, her breasts swung slightly, and jiggled 
before settling back on her chest. Those B-cups did not 
wave or bobb like a C or D-cup, but the movement did not 
go unnoticed by Astrid. 

Jenn debated whether to obey the request, and figured mom 
would probably not even notice her take off the wet 
garment. This helped with the struggle with her modesty. 
She turned around to make sure mom was not still eying 
her, and sure enough she looked occupied. Swiftly, Jenn 
peeled off the jammy and stepped out of it, throwing it 
in the hamper. She went for the doorknob quickly, hoping 
she could get to her room without bumping into sis, 
seeing as how she was as naked as a Jaybird!

"Oh, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about, 
honey?"

Trapped again! She couldn't reply without turning around, 
that would be rude. Still holding the doorknob to freedom 
beyond, she turned only halfway to reply.

"It can wait mom." She could not stand the embarrassment 
of full frontal nudity, and smiled politely as she tried 
to escape before her mother thought of anything more to 
say, or saw any more of her nude body. "Thank's for being 
so understanding mom. I didn't mean to embarrass you with 
the...ummm...thing earlier. I'm just going to leave 
the...it on the counter," referring to the snake. "I love 
you." 

"I love you too honey. Please don't tell your sister 
about our little 'incident'. I'd like it to be our 
secret." She said with a coy smile, but she was looking 
at Jenna hungrily, trying to see between her legs, 
fabulous long legs, capped with a trim, almost boyish 
butt. Her long, thick straight blonde hair went to near 
her ass. The distance and position she was standing in 
was not ideal, so Astrid could not see clearly, but it 
was good enough. Astrid's guess had been correct! A 
hairless pussy could just be discerned before going out 
of view!! Tight thin slit, with no inner vaginal lips 
visible! Beautiful. 

Jenna nodded in the affirmative to that last statement, 
and hurriedly left. There was no way she could or would 
recount the recent events to anyone. She ran to her room 
to take a cold shower. Today was a milestone as 
experiences were concerned. New house, new town, new 
school, new friends, and now totally new experiences. She 
had never been wetter, and it was not from the water of 
the shower. She wondered if juicing up like that was 
normal? Mom had told her how pretty she was. Mom never 
lied. Why did the compliments and the nudity cause her 
pussy to leak? Strange, exciting new feelings. Perhaps 
she could deal with the school issues on her own. She 
focused all her will at coming down from the unbelievable 
state of arousal she was just in. (Silly girl)

Astrid reached orgasm within a minute of her daughter 
leaving the bathroom. It was extremely powerful. Her 
pussy almost swallowed her helping hand. She mashed her 
breasts heavily, increasing the intensity of the 
'pleasure harmonic', and was not aware of her loud vocal 
accompaniment. The images were so erotic that the last of 
the multiple orgasmic shudders, caused complete 
unconsciousness. A family trait.

*

Jade decided to call a couple of the tanning salons. She 
picked the one where the woman had put her at ease, and 
where there was a special being offered. She dressed in 
her shiny-yellow bikini thong, with a grey sweatshirt and 
blue and black pleated skirt from St. Beave's, and 
bounced out the door. Hopefully after a few sessions of 
tanning, she would appear more presentable by the time 
actual students arrived next week. She drove her new 
black diesel pick up truck the few miles to the salon. 
She thought her truck was very practical. It would be 
able to haul all kinds of Gym gear, be great for camping, 
and got 20 miles to the gallon to boot. Although the six 
speed manual transmission was sometimes a pain, Jade 
loved to exercise, even while driving, and the stick 
shift gave her something to do. 

The salon seemed small and not at all busy. In fact only 
one other car was there, probably the employee's. Jade 
grabbed her Gym bag and bounced in. 

"Hi Ya!"

"Well hello there!" The clerk was a young girl that 
seemed too young to be working behind the counter. Jade 
took note. The girl looked about 13, blonde, thin, 
budding breasts the size of apples, dressed in a tight 
white t-shirt and tiny jean shorts sporting pretty, 
youthful legs. 'An apple a day' thought Jade.

"Umm, I called about an hour ago, I'm here for a 
session?"

"Oh yes, my mom told me you might be coming. It was her 
you spoke to earlier. She had to leave, but I can show 
you around. I fill in for her all the time."

"I see." Jade got the rundown and a quick tour of the 
tiny place. She liked the fact that no one else was 
there, and that some horny man wasn't running the place. 
These things put her at ease. It seemed that Chris, the 
young blonde kid, was very knowledgeable about the 
tanning process and the equipment. Jade watched her cute 
ass wiggle as she showed her around. 'What a pretty smile 
she has' thought Jade, 'and so developed for a 13 year 
old.' And she seemed to be quite confident and in 
control. Jade thought she would definitely have to take 
some ques from this 5'2" lass. A teacher would have to be 
in control, and though shy and inexperienced, Jade would 
have to learn to be more confident and in charge. If this 
little elf could do it so could she!

"You a model or something" asked the young blonde.

"Certainly not, " Jade was pleased at the apparent 
compliment, "I'm starting at St Beave's and I wanted to 
look my best for next week when the classes start."

"Really, St Beave's Catholic School for Girls, my mom 
went there! She says it's a great place. You a teacher?

"Yes, Phys Ed."

"That's really cool." 

What Chrissy didn't say was that she would be starting 
there on Monday, and probably be in Jade's class. 

"Well anyway, here is the tanning bed, I'll show you how 
to work it."

Jade watched the teenage girl scamper about, full of 
enthusiasm and energy. At times like these she would 
sometimes question her sexuality, but ultimately she 
would just ride the feelings through. She understood the 
social taboos of sexual preference and age 
discrimination, and although she did not share those 
sentiments, societal pressures kept her restrained to 
just taboo fantasies.

"Did my mom mention the make up and nail special with a 
six month subscription?"

"Uhh....no, just the 10% off."

"Well, the way it works, a six month subscription gives 
you unlimited weekly visits, and today I could do your 
nails and makeup for free!"

"Well, that's certainly a fair deal. I'll have to 
consider that." 

What Jade didn't say was 'What could this little thirteen 
year old in pigtails, possibly know about properly 
applying makeup?' Her own mind answered it 'nothing, 
perhaps less than nothing.'

Chrissy read the raised eyebrow and immediately presented 
her case. 

"Mom taught me. I'm really very good. I just don't 
generally wear much makeup myself, but you can see an 
album of my work to help you decide. Here I'll get it!" 

Chris did not wait for an answer. She pulled the album 
from under the counter, and dragged the big thing to the 
lounge/waiting area, and dropped it on the coffee table. 
She sat down and patted the leather couch seat next to 
her for Jade to come and sit. Jade was not convinced, but 
it was pleasant to be around such a pretty young girl 
with a two sizes too tight tee shirt, and teeny little 
shorts that showed off her young little butt and pretty 
legs. Reluctantly she sauntered over. She could tell that 
Chrissy had her eyes on her. It was a look of judging, or 
taking inventory of. The catholic school uniform skirt 
she was wearing showed plenty curve, and little Chrissy 
wanted to see more. Jade sat down and looked at her 
Submariner Rolex (18th birthday present from mom).

"It'll only take a few minutes and I think you will like 
my work!" 

And she began paging through, as Jade looked on. The 
first thing Jade noticed was that all the customers in 
the photographs were pretty. The second thing that became 
apparent was that Chris DID know how to apply makeup. 
From subtle to slutfest. Obviously, this was a talent. 
She thought her own makeup routine was adequate, but this 
degree of artistry was only seen in magazines. She helped 
Chris flip the pages now, and was more and more 
impressed. 

Chris could tell that Jade had judged her prematurely, 
and now seemed to be enthusiastic about showing more of 
her portfolio because she could tell Jade was changing 
her mind. The pictures mostly seemed to have been taken 
at the salon, and the subjects ranged in age from younger 
than Chrissy, to women older than mom. She had enough 
sense to know that a real artist has a lot of range, and 
is able to adapt the work to what each face needs most. 
Now Jade was no stranger to applying a range of makeup to 
herself. She had spent many nights practicing for that 
eventual hot date, as well as just trying to accent her 
gifts. But, seeing the quality of Chrissy's work just 
raised the bar. 

"You are really talented Chris. I had no idea. What brand 
do you use?"

"Thanks. I hoped you would like. No one manufacturer 
makes the best product in any given category. I use only 
the best each has to offer. Some products are even hand 
made all over the world, and some are made exclusively 
for our chain of boutiques. This location is kind of 
small, but we have 3 other stores in the area that have a 
more professional atmosphere and are bigger, with a full 
staff to boot. There we stock the entire cache of 
products."

"I see." 

Jade was convinced she would have to try this little girl 
out. She was not only pretty and confident, but talented 
and smart for her age. Sitting so close she noticed 
Chrissy's perfume. Very distinctive. Not too showy, and a 
little erotic. Their thighs were now touching as they sat 
and poured over the pictures. Jade was getting a little 
warm between the legs. As they flipped through the album 
together, she noticed that this chain also did equally 
well with hair. Every now and then one of them would 
comment about this style or that, and they established an 
easy rapport. As they got near the end of the album, Jade 
noticed that some of the photos were of girls tanning. 
These were of course full body shots with only bikinis 
covering the private parts. The females were of all types 
and ages. All were quite pretty. Jade found that fact a 
little odd, since most people one would meet in passing, 
were usually nothing much to look at. On the other hand, 
any business would want to promote their wares by showing 
off their best work, on the prettiest people. 

"That is a lovely perfume you're wearing Chrissy. What is 
it?"

"It's our private line. We're thinking of going national 
with it. Mom is working out the details with the Thai 
producer. It is very old world, completely natural and 
difficult to get in quantity right now. It's called 
'SEDUCTION'. Do you like it?"

"Yes, very much. Is it expensive?"

"Very, but it is the finest line of perfumes outside 
France. Perhaps including France! And it is more natural, 
with no fillers or garbage ingredients. It is part of the 
'Burning Bush' line of products."

"It is really growing on me. Do they have more than one 
type of perfume?"

"Yes they have about a half dozen. From mild to wild. My 
other favorite is 'Bitch-In-Heat'."

Jade looked over at Chris. Certainly no one would really 
name fine perfume that. Perhaps it was that child's sense 
of humor. She studied the impish face for clues. Should 
she laugh or ask again. Chrissy finally cracked a smile, 
and chuckled. Jade too forced a little smile, only she 
was happy to have finally found a flaw in this way too 
adult little girl. She also detected a strange look that 
she could not place. She had remembered seeing it on 
several occasions. It seemed almost predatory in nature. 
She noticed the girls nipples were now kind of prominent 
through her tight blouse. Jade smiled back and looked 
away. Hopefully, she was not caught staring. 

"How much is your smallest bottle?"

"That would be 10 milliliters for $90." 

Jade's mind could not calculate exactly how much that 
was, but it seemed like very little quantity for the 
money. She was just too excited for math or even for 
scanning her memory for the approximate conversion 
ratios. Anyway the decision was made in her mind. 'So 
much for my budget'. She narrowed her eyes at this little 
girl who had disarmed her so. 'Quite a salesperson that 
one, no wonder her mom lets her watch the place when she 
has to go out.' Jade was a little angry now. In a very 
short time she had decided to get the full treatment from 
this little used car salesman. She had not expected to 
spend so much, but excused it in her mind with the desire 
to make the best impression possible on her employers. 
'Always be the best, and when that fell short, surround 
yourself with the best people' her mother used to say. 
Words of wisdom.

"Chrissy, I would like to get the full treatment from 
you! You are really a find."

"Why, thank you Ms. Parker. That is such a compliment 
from someone with such obviously good taste and good 
looks!"

'Okay, now she's laying the sales crap on a little thick' 
thought Jade. I've already said yes, no need for that 
touchdown when you're up three to one and the two minute 
warning has sounded.'

"How is your schedule? Can I get all this done before 10 
am tomorrow? That's when I have my orienteering at work."

"Let me see what I can do Ms. Parker. I'll give you a 
freebie this evening, and if you're still pleased with my 
work I can probably get you in first thing in the morning 
at our westside location. That place is just down the 
road from the school. I could meet you there about 7 am, 
before our official open time. That is, if that is ok 
with you."

"Hmmm......You know that might work out good for me! That 
way everything will be fresh for work! You gotta deal 
young lady! Now lets see what you've got."

Chrissy smiled. She was happy to make the commissioned 
sale, but more importantly, it would provide some 
potentially wonderful thrills. Smiling, Chris grabbed 
Jade by the hand and led her to the salon room with the 
single old style barber's chair. "I'm going to do your 
nails and make up for free, then you can use the tanning 
bed like I showed you. Tomorrow at 7am, I'll meet you at 
the other store and I'll do your make up again, and there 
you can see the entire product line we carry, and try out 
the different perfumes. If we have time you can get 
another tanning session in. That store officially opens 
at 9 am, but I'll have you done by then so you'll even 
have time for breakfast. Sound good?"

"Yes, great!" 

Jade was trying to hide her nervousness. She was not sure 
she could trust this little kid just before her first day 
at work. What if she really screws something up? 

Chris's heart was racing in anticipation as she went to 
the front of the store, retrieved what she was looking 
for, and flipped the open sign over. 

Let the games begin!

As she returned to where Jade was still sitting and in 
the same position, she could tell Jade was openly looking 
at her. Chris detected an unmistakable look of longing, 
AND a good dose of fear. This is just the way she liked 
it. 

(It is at this point dear reader that we point out, that 
rather than being a cute little girl of thirteen, Chris 
and her mother were pernicious wanton lesbians, that 
chose their businesses on the sole basis of the potential 
of seducing straight or slightly bi young girls and 
women!) Chris flipped up a little tray that was attached 
to the side of the antique barber's chair, and laid out 
the nail gear. She produced a cup with green soaking 
fluid, and placed Jade's hand in it. Jade hoped it was 
not Palmolive! Chris produced a barstool and placed it in 
front of Jade, before sitting down on it to do her work. 
It was hard not to notice how this exposed the young 
teenager's groin, as she sat with her legs spread. 

There was little chit chat now, just some professional 
attention directed at producing a shiny, well manicured 
hand. Jade wanted the effect subtle yet efficient 
befitting a teacher of Phys Ed. They had decided on a 
milky pink semi gloss finish, that was pleasing to the 
eye without attracting undue attention. The nails would 
be left as long as possible without interfering with her 
active lifestyle. Busy with the task at hand allowed Jade 
to pretty much look at the lovely young girl anywhere she 
wanted, with little danger of being discovered. And look 
she did.

Jade was unable to keep her furtive glances at bay. Did 
it mean she was gay? She didn't think so. She still got 
excited thinking about certain men. It was just that she 
found herself more in situations where there were women, 
and rarely men. It was just odd mathematical probability 
really. And she just happened to mostly draw the 'always 
around females' card. Unlike her own mother and sister, 
she at least admitted to herself that she was probably 
bisexual. She just wasn't about to risk taking her 
sometimes slightly abnormal fantasies and thoughts, into 
the world of reality. A true voyeur was probably in the 
making! She watched Chris work with labored breath. 
Little escaped Jade's critical eye. However, the 
excitement and guilt served to quickly erase a lot of 
that detail, making it necessary to look everywhere 
again. Jade was loving every minute.

Chris fiddled with the nails. She was focused and 
efficient. It appeared that she was doing a good job so 
far. Jade was beginning to relax again, and allowed her 
eyes to assess the little teen girl with more focus. She 
noticed the girl's breasts seemed to have swelled up 
some, as they seemed larger now, angrily straining 
against the tight white cotton top. Jade loved at how 
much of Chrissy's slightly concave stomach her top left 
exposed. She noticed, that when Chrissy moved her legs a 
certain way, the tiny and short material of the obviously 
home trimmed cutoff jeans, left a pudendal gap! The first 
time Jade saw it her eyes reflexively went up to 
Chrissy's, to see if she was seen looking below. Chris 
seemed oblivious to everything but the job at hand. 
'Whew' thought Jade. 'I really want to look there. Did I 
see what I thought I saw? Naww... I'm sure her mother 
would not let her out without panties.'

Chris shifted around continuously while she worked on 
Jade's pedicure. 'She moves about in an extremely 
unladylike way' thought Jade. 'She moves as if she is not 
even aware of the view her posture is providing me! Well, 
if she's going to be so ignorant and unconscious about 
it, I'm going to get my thrills and look!' And so Jade 
looked. Just as she was getting accustomed to the view, 
Chrissy changed position again. This time she spread her 
legs wide apart and cocked her head as she was trying to 
decide whether her latest pedicurial efforts were 
adequate. 

This move was of course deliberate. But Jade was still 
too innocent to know that. The new position allowed the 
denim of the shorts to gape open at the crotch on one 
side, allowing Jade a several second look at the teen's 
completely exposed sex. There was no mistaking that she 
was not wearing underthings! Chris's peripheral vision 
was keen, and knew Jade was stealing glances at her. Her 
seduction was proceeding well!

Jade was shocked and thrilled all at once! No, she had 
not been noticed looking. 'Whew,' she fidgeted in her 
seat now, the moisture between her legs becoming 
noticeably uncomfortable. Jade looked again. 'Oh my, the 
little girl's slit is visible! And she doesn't even have 
any pubic hair!' Guilty or not, she couldn't turn away. 
Her fidgeting was now affecting her pedicure.

"Are you ok Ms. Parker?"

"Uhm...yes, it's just getting a little warm in here. 
You're doing a fine job Chris, don't mind me. I'll be 
fine."

"You can take off your sweatshirt if you'll be more 
comfortable?"

"Oh no I couldn't do that!" 'Not with a teeny little 
bikini on top' she thought. She wanted to be alone now, 
so she could relieve the pressure. She hoped Chris was 
almost finished. At least she'd have some privacy in the 
tanning bed. She was not happy about her lack of control 
over her body. Here this innocent young teenager was just 
doing her job, and she, the adult, was getting sexually 
aroused by her. That sweet face, body, and the fleeting 
glimpses of her most secret place made Jade very horny 
indeed. 

She doubled her efforts to be unaffected by this innocent 
employee, only it wasn't working. The more energy she 
exerted in blocking her responses to the sights, sounds, 
touch, and smell of this girl; the more it hit her head 
on. She feared what would happen if this girl knew what 
Jade was feeling. Imagine if Chris had somehow come on to 
her. She would practically be powerless to stop her. That 
could land her in jail! Luckily, Jade thought, the 
procedure was finally over, and it was time to assess the 
work. 

"Well, you're finished Ms. Parker. How do you like them?"

"Very nice honey. You did a super job."

Jade appraised her pedicure, and decided the little girl 
knew her business. Her nails were absolute perfection. 
She was also dizzy from the peek-a-boo, and her body was 
all fired up. She really needed to be alone right now, so 
she made sure Chris knew she was pleased with the quality 
of the work, and that she was looking forward to 
tomorrow's appointment.
"Aren't you forgetting something?"

Jade's breathing was a little shallow and labored-her 
mind couldn't figure out what Chris meant. Chris knew the 
effect she was having on Jade. Jade was clearly trying to 
think, but was just too heated at the moment. Chris ended 
the torture. 

"You forgot I still have to make your face up, silly!"

'Duhh' Jade thought. Talk about short circuits! Jade was 
angry she was losing control of her mind and body. How 
could she forget they were only half done! Jade attempted 
to seize control of herself through deliberate 
concentration. As a teacher, she is going to have to be 
focused, so that she will always be in control! Her 
roving eyes and mind have embarrassed her again. 'I am 
the adult, and she is just a kid performing a service for 
me in exchange for money.' She was hoping that she was 
convincing herself of the reality of this illusion. Jade 
really just wanted to lie down, but she had not yet 
sampled Chrissy's make up artistry. She was not willing 
to take a chance on the kid's skills in the morning. She 
needed to know tonight, if Chris was reliable in that as 
well. 

"Yeah, right, I forgot. Why don't you begin." And with 
that she leaned back in the chair resigning to wait until 
she could be alone with herself. She hoped Chris would 
not take too long, or smell the secretions coating the 
back of the new skirt. This whole time Chris was busy 
laying out the make up gear on the tray table. She 
carried on idle chit chat, while Jade only nodded when 
necessary and watched the show. It was sure nice to be 
catered to like this. Jade liked being pampered. A steady 
paycheck would make this all a recurring possibility. 

She hoped she would not screw this new job up. Yes there 
were student loans to repay, and a starting salary of 
$40,000 was really not all that much. Various government 
agencies, union, and property taxes-to name a few, would 
take about half of that, right off the top. She did not 
like that. She knew just how inefficient government was, 
and she would have to perpetuate that, with little say so 
in the matter. Her reverie was broken by the perfume and 
closeness of her little friend. 

"You'll have to scoot forward and spread your legs a 
little, so I can reach your face. Why don't you close 
your eyes for this next part." 

Chris worked quickly, efficiently, and with practiced 
confidence. Her mom had taught her well. She liked making 
up pretty faces, and the face before her was flawless. 
Youth had it's advantages. With her eyes shut, and oh so 
close, Chris had a chance to scrutinize the Amazon-like 
young woman before her. Medium complexion. No wrinkles. 
Luxurious, thick, long and shiny hair. Broad shoulders, 
befitting an athlete. Killer cans! Chris wanted to heft 
one and confirm their apparent denseness. Anyplace she 
looked there was no flaw to be seen, only perfection. She 
tried to concentrate on the job at hand, but seeing all 
that leg emanating from her patron's little skirt, caused 
some pleasant distraction. Tonight, Chris would give Jade 
exactly what she requested in order to gain her patron's 
confidence, but tomorrow she would pull out all the stops 
and really make her up to excess! She licked her lips in 
anticipation. 

"You have to hold still Ms. Parker, you've ben patient 
with me so far, I'm almost finished. If you can hold on 
just a little longer..." Chris leaned in to her victim as 
often as possible, and since Jade was on the edge of her 
seat (literally), bare legs would bump every now and 
then. Sometimes one leg would go between the other pair. 
At first it made Jade jump. Then it just made her 
nervous. Finally she began to anticipate it with 
pleasure. Her clit had swelled up, and after the last 
hour of stimulation, was begging for human contact! This 
accidental leg contact was both a relief, and a further 
stimulus. Jade was holding the armrests of the big old 
barber's chair so tightly, that her hands had become a 
lighter shade of pale. And then all too quickly it was 
all finished.

"You can open your eyes now" and with that Chris turned 
the chair so it faced the bank of mirrors. "How do you 
like?"
Again Jade was blown away. The kid did a real nice job. 
The eye shadow really made one look, and yet it was 
subtle. A very sophisticated look, indeed. Jade thought 
it would make a great impression on her employers. As 
noticeable as her eyes were before the treatment, they 
were even more green now. They glowed with an aura of 
life and youth. The blush seemed perfectly natural, in 
fact she rarely applied it herself. Her cheeks were 
always a little flushed looking. The lips now seemed 
luxurious. They were always on the full side, but now 
seemed fat. A look most people found desirable. Jade 
looked at them, and it made her want to kiss her own 
lips! All this without going too far and looking like a 
slut.

"Thank you Chris, I love it. Can you do no wrong? You 
will have to show me how you got this look, and I'm going 
to have to buy some of these products." She got up closer 
to the mirror trying to find imperfection in the work. 
Yes, it helped to be starting with a model face, but you 
could screw that up if you didn't know what you were 
doing. Clearly, Chris knew this game well.

Chris left Jade alone for a bit in front of the mirror, 
letting her bask in the afterglow. She tidied up, then 
broke the silence.

"We'll be closing in an hour or so, maybe you should get 
that tan started?"

"Oh sorry. I guess you're right. I kinda lost track of 
time. I don't want you to have to stay longer because of 
me."

"Don't worry about it, it happens all the time. I'll just 
set the timer on the machine for you."

Just let me know if you need anything such as towels, or 
oil. I think we should limit your first visit to 15 
minutes so you don't burn. And if you want to tan nude to 
prevent those lines it's OK with me. A lot of clients do 
it, I don't mind. Just push the green button when you're 
ready to lie down, and close the lid. Here are some 
headphones if you want to listen to music."

"Thanks Chris, you are so thorough! I think I WILL take 
the headphones, and some tanning oil too." Chris got a 
hold of Jade's arm and dragged her over to the little 
tanning room. She then went into the storeroom to get the 
necessary items. 

Jade wondered if she should start undressing now, or wait 
till Chrissy brought the oil, and left her alone. She was 
so excited about the events of late; her earlier touching 
at home, plus all the looking and teasing here in the 
salon. She decided that there would be no harm in 
dropping her skirt and losing the sweatshirt. Both of 
them were girls after all, and she had nothing to be 
embarrassed about. Besides, she already had her bikini on 
underneath, and even though tiny, it covered all the 
essentials. She had no intention, however, of tanning 
nude even though she didn't want tan lines. She must draw 
the line somewhere!

Jade watched herself in a conveniently placed mirror, as 
she pulled off her plaid skirt. Chrissy was returned with 
the oil. It was a special oil that she and her mother had 
designed. Call it a Spanish fly, or more appropriately 
Spanish Thai, or perhaps a Thai Fly. While it did an 
admirable job of protection, mostly it acted as a sexual 
stimulant, causing the body to tingle, and squirm around 
a lot. A topical aphrodisiac. Chrissy was young, but she 
was far from innocent. 

Her mother had raised her to be sexually active early. By 
age seven she had lost her virginity. Even earlier if you 
count girl sex. By now she knew exactly what she liked 
and how she liked it. She preferred older females, and 
she was perpetually horny. This tanning place was just 
one type of front that her mother owned, to help get into 
people's pants. Chrissy was so impressed by Jade's body, 
and the luck of the draw when she found out this would be 
her teacher as well! Imagine being able to ogle her every 
day. Her mind whirred with alternate plans of seduction 
and depravity, which she hoped she would be able to play 
out in the coming school year. Not to mention immediate 
plans currently in the fire.

As she came back into the room, Jade was just peeling off 
her sweatshirt. For a second Chris froze in the presence 
of such perfection. She almost dropped the oil bottle, 
staring openly at the sight unveiling before her. Jade 
noticed the teenager and quickly turned around so Chris 
would not see her thonged butt. She watched Chrissy scan 
her body up and down. Jade blushed a little as she 
reached for the bottle in Chrissy's hand. She was now 
feeling very naughty exposing so much of her body to this 
young blonde teenage girl. A harmless thrill she thought.

"Oh sorry for staring, it's just that you are really 
Pretty Ms. Parker."

"Please, call me Jade, Chrissy and thank you. You know it 
takes one to know one," said Jade trying a bit of levity 
to soften the tension. 'Geez now I'm flirting with a 
little girl. How embarrassing. I'm going to need a drink 
before this day is up.'

Chrissy smiled back but her eyes kept boring into all the 
parts of the goddess before her. The little blue eyes 
didn't know where to look first. She scanned, she stared 
at the boobie cleavage, she looked at the V between 
Jade's legs, and then scanned her bikini clad body all 
over again. Jade tried to keep cool, but got a secret 
thrill being on display like this. She hoped that teasing 
was not illegal.

Jade was now waiting for Chrissy to leave before putting 
the oil on, but the thrills she was getting made her 
overcome much of her modesty. She popped the bottle top 
and inhaled the scent of the tanning oil. 'Copperbush 
Tanning Salve', it said on the label. Jade had never 
heard of the brand. It looked high quality, and 
supposedly boasted Aromatherapeutic qualities. She 
started spreading it on her body. Glancing over at 
Chrissy who was still watching her, Jade decided to wait 
just a little longer before shooing the girl out, 
enjoying the attention she never got enough of while 
growing up. 

She had covered most of her front when Chrissy stepped 
forward, grabbed the bottle and said: "Here let me get 
your back, I'm here to help, ya know!"

Before Jade could respond with the 'no thanks', Chris was 
squirting the stuff into her hands and turning Jade 
around, exposing the exquisitely muscled ass and thighs.

"I don't need you to..."

"Really, it's OK, I don't mind helping. You don't want to 
leave any bare spots and burn yourself the first time. 
Your skin needs to be protected at all times."

Of course it made perfect sense. Perhaps she should just 
let this professional do her job. Chrissy had a slow but 
firm methodical touch, that bordered on massage. It 
certainly made Jade relax AND excited. The room had quite 
the mirrors, and Jade could see the young girl working 
her back slowly, and somewhat sensuously. Jade noticed in 
the reflection, that Chrissy's nipples were now 
protruding through her little white t-shirt more than 
before. Her own breasts were straining against her 'wet-
look' bikini top, and the oil was starting to make her 
skin tingle with (even more) excitement. Surely it was 
all perfectly normal. Jade was simply excited because she 
was nervous, and the girl was just helping her where she 
could not reach very well. Right? 

Except that Chrissy was now on her knees doing the backs 
of her legs. Slowly she worked her way up to the thighs, 
and finally she began to knead those killer glutes. 
Jade's derriere was almost totally exposed due to the 
thong, and she began to get uncomfortable. Chrissy's face 
was level with her ass not 6 inches away! The young 
girl's breathing had become noticeably labored and 
irregular. Her face flushed, and her young puss began to 
soak the front of the jean shorts. If the room had been 
well lit, one would have seen the telltale wet mark.

Jade decided to put an end to this before she lost the 
upper hand, so she quickly turned to face her tormentor. 
This movement, of course, made Chrissy's face level with 
Jade's bikinied mound; which if not for the waterproof 
fabric, would be sporting a wet patch as well. She saw 
the pubescent girl was openly staring at her covered 
pudendum, the pupils dilated, and the eyes shining 
brightly.

"Thanks Chris, I think I'm done now. You did a very 
thorough job with the sun screen. I can take care of the 
rest." With that Jade sat down on the tanning bed, and 
put on the headphones. Chris had hoped to cover a little 
more ground, but on the other hand she was already 
risking going too far. After all she was an artist, and 
it was art knowing how far to go. She practiced her 
seductions well, and knew it was better to err toward 
caution. She decided to bide her time, for the moment at 
least.

"Yell if you need anything, I'll be behind the front 
desk."

"Alright Chris, I will." 

Jade plugged her headphones into the jack and adjusted 
the volume. It was a college radio station playing hard 
rock and metal, just what she liked. Most places tune to 
those wimpy softie or top 40 stations, so Jade was riding 
an endorphin high. She laid down and adjusted her body 
for maximum comfort. Pushing the button, the lamps lit. 
She lowered the lid over herself and closed her eyes.

Finally a moment alone. She felt the peace wash over her 
as the music laid waste to her ear canals. Metallica, 
Megadeth, Sabbath, Motorhead, and even harder and faster 
stuff too intense to mention. OK so she liked her music 
raw, energetic, and devastating. It made for a nice 
counterbalance to her quiet and innocent personality. It 
takes extremes to balance extremes.

Unbeknownst to her, Chrissy had turned on the scanning 
digital camera custom fitted into the bed lid. This 
allowed the operator to take stills or video, of all the 
beautiful people. The screen saver on her computer 
monitor flickered, and was replaced by an ever panning 
view of Jade's spectacular body, covered by only two tiny 
pieces of bright yellow gloss fabric. Chrissy used the 
joystick to move the silent cameras field of view. She 
pushed another button, and the computer launched a 
program into the web based radio stations' soundstream. 
These were subliminal messages for the victim in the 
tanning bed. The music kept the messages in the 
background (and basically undetectable). Chrissy's mom, 
the psychologist (among other things), had designed the 
recordings for her PHD thesis. 

She had tried them out on other unsuspecting, choice 
targets. Amazingly, Chrissy's mom's theories proved 
sound. The two had, over time, refined the messages, and 
made different ones for different personality types. The 
idea was to get the listener aroused enough to shed his 
or her inhibitions while under the lights, and shed the 
remnants of their clothing for the camera. There were a 
dozen different recordings in the computer to cover 
different situations and personalities. The operator 
could even do a manual override with a filtering 
algorithm. 

It worked about 75% of the time. Combined with the 
proprietor's disarming manner, and the complementary 
tanning lotion, the hidden messages would ideally put the 
victim over the top. Chrissy smiled a wicked grin as she 
set the last phase of the planned seduction into motion. 
Her left hand worked the controls while her right slipped 
into her shorts and over her swollen sex. She would only 
have 15 minutes with this session to achieve Nirvana! Mom 
was certainly an evil genius, she thought. Tonight she 
would share the video with her, and they would both 
masturbate to it.

Meanwhile, our heroine was feeling the tingle of the oil 
as it tantalized her flawless epidermis. The lamps were 
getting warm too, and her body was covered by little 
beads of perspiration. The music actually always made her 
horny, and the subliminal messages were adding to this 
suggesting secretly full nudity. 'I feel soooo horny' 
thought Jade, 'I would be so much more comfortable 
without this bikini, which for some reason feels very 
tight on me today. I'm all alone and no one would see, 
besides I'm mostly covered by this apparatus. It would 
certainly help with those bikini lines until I can 
sunbathe nude at my own place. I'll just lift this thing, 
undo my bra and slip my bottoms off. Damn I look good!' 
And then both pieces of cloth were history.

Chrissy was ecstatic. 'We have ignition!' She put the 
phone on mail, and swiftly peeled off her shorts. 
Resuming her seat on the chair, she took the computer off 
autopilot and directed the joystick at will. 'Holy 
paydirt' she thought, 'this Jade is got a truly killer 
bod! Look at the cans on that bimbo!! Lets see her cunt! 
Holy shit, she's naturally almost bald, and its reddish! 
I love bald pussy, but downy red is my fave!'

Her hand was now all over her swollen leaky nether lips. 
She had a teeny patch of blonde hair above the slit, and 
puffy lips that gaped open revealing a large clitoris and 
light pink inner vaginal lips. For thirteen years old, 
she was way ahead in her physical development. One can 
only imagine this young thing in 5 years! The sloshing 
sounds on her pussy were very loud. Chrissy worked her 
fingers, over, around, up and down, in circles, and in 
and out. Abnormal amounts of vaginal secretions poured 
out of her aroused young body. 'I wonder if I could get 
Ms. Parker to play with herself!' She pushed another 
button, and a new message went out with the music. She 
glanced at the clock. 'Shit!' Only 5 minutes left on the 
tanning timer. On subsequent visits she would have more 
time, but now...

Jade began to wiggle and squirm, and had this strange and 
overwhelming desire to touch her aching swollen breasts. 
Her throat was dry, her cunt was wet. She glanced out 
from under the bed and saw that she was still alone. She 
lifted the top bank of lights so she could fondle her now 
unencumbered breasts, just for a little bit! 'Oooooh 
yessssss!!! That feels sensational! My nipples are so 
erect they hurt!' She massaged both breasts and pulled on 
the oversized nipples. What pleasure! Jade loved the 
firmness of her jugs, and the cartoon-length nips. She 
had never climbed this high just by titty manipulation. 
What could be the harm in just a quick finger visit to 
her pussy. Her right hand traveled downward over her 
washboard abs, towards Area 51.

Meanwhile none of this was missed by Chris. She had 
grabbed a dildo from the cash drawer and was now pumping 
8 inches of flesh-colored latex into a very young and 
tight cuntal passage. Even though the plastic monster was 
over two inches wide, the gushing girlie-goo made for 
smooth sailing. She was openly moaning now, as the dildo 
slammed home harder and faster. "Ms. Parker you're gunna 
make me fuckin' cumm!! You're soooo hot Jade honey! I 
can't wait to surprise you in class. I want to make love 
to you baby!' The computer was once again on auto pilot 
as Chris frigged furiously. Everything was recording to 
the hard drive, and then to a CD burner. Being 
financially well off and a computer nerd to boot, sure 
made this project a dream 'cum' true for mother and 
daughter. 'Wait til mom sees this one!'

By now Jade had reached her own netherworld with her 
fingertips. While the left hand tightly gripped her 
bosom, her right peeled back the hood off her 'hooded 
monk', and set it free. It was already swollen like a 
half inch long penis. Touching it made the sensations 
even greater. She tried a circular motion now.

"Yesss!!!"

She ran the fingers up and down her slit, and 
occasionally in and out, increasing the feelings as they 
spread throughout her perfect body, like a nuclear bomb.

Chrissy could not hold back the dam any longer. She 
watched the 15.7" laptop monitor wide eyed, her hands 
busy at her pudendum. The fingers of her left hand spread 
her outer lips and exposed her clit; while her right hand 
did most of the hard work. She caressed, stroked, tweaked 
and diddled the pliant yet taught 13 year old flesh. Her 
shorts were hanging off an ankle as her leg was up on the 
counter. She leaned back in the comfy designer chair as 
her head finally thrashed in climax. 

"Oh F-U-C-K-K-K!!!!!!!!!!!"

Liquid leaked out of Chrissy's box as she rubbed her sex 
raw. She opened her eyes after a few minutes of 
satisfying after-climax, and saw that Jade was also 
rapidly approaching climax too. She was surprised this 
woman made her cumm so fast. She gathered the strength to 
get up, and moments later she was standing beside Jade, 
watching undetected, as she furiously masturbated. 

Jade had her beautiful eyes closed, and Chris finally was 
able to view her victim, in the alltogether. The 
subliminal messaging system took another victim! Chris 
wondered how to market such a thing. She was sure there 
would be a market for it. She eyed Jade's sweaty body, as 
she bucked and loudly moaned on the tanning bed, 
completely engrossed in her act of self lust. The 
headphones still blared the wicked heavy music into 
Jade's ears. As her left hand squeezed her perfect c-cup 
tits and yanked the nippled aureolae, Chris noticed 
something unusual. Every now and then, Jade's tits would 
squirt!! 

Obviously, she was completely unaware of this. At first 
it almost looked like some kind of renegade discharge, 
but soon it became obvious her ministrations created jets 
of milk that shot feet into the air! A fresh stream hit 
young Chris in the face. 'What the hell?' She had never 
heard of such a thing. It was wildly erotic. Her shorts 
were already gone, so she put her fingers back in her 
warm place. Chris realized that this woman was amazingly 
talented (where it counted), and wondered what other 
talents she might soon discover. 

Jade was so out of control that she was now completely 
unaware of her surroundings. All that mattered was 
CLIMAX. Chris continued to touch herself as she took in 
the glorious sight of her most successful vouyeristic 
invasion yet. She looked at the slick cunt on the tanning 
bed, and noticed how deliciously large Jade's clit had 
swollen to. Her own nips were painfully hard again, even 
though she had cum minutes before. She knew she had to 
take this young adult NOW! She settled herself at Jade's 
feet, and lowered herself so that her face was only 
inches from her target. There was no objectionable odor, 
only the smell of spring rain and honeydew fields. 

Chrissy noticed the color of Jade's pussy lips were the 
same as the surrounding flesh, and the inner lips were a 
pleasant light pink color. She noticed how perfect Jade's 
nails looked after their tune up, not too long to make 
the current activity dangerous. Those nails looked so 
very sexy working her sloppy sex. Chris had to taste her. 
She knew this woman was so engrossed, she could pull it 
off. Certainly her screams of pleasure made this a 
reasonable assumption. 

"Oooooh........A-r-r-r-r-g-g-g-h-h-h-h!!!" Jade groaned 
semi-consciously. The pace was building, and Chris had to 
act fast. She stuck her tongue out and tasted. 'Wow' she 
thought. The taste was completely incredible. No seafood 
fare here! It was like fresh fruit! Chris licked with 
more force. "U-n-n-g-g-h-!-!-!", Jade reacted with added 
animation, and raised her hips off the bed to meet 
Chrissy's tongue thrusts. 'Lots of juice, and lots of 
flavor' thought Chris. She ate the beautiful (soon-to-be) 
teacher, and took in as many sights, sounds, smells, and 
tastes as her young brain and body could handle. She 
noticed Jade was all wet from sweat and eruptions of milk 
from her mammaries. 

Chris made love to the piece of meat before her like 
there was no tomorrow. And then it happened, with a loud 
scream of pleasure Jade started to cum. That put Chris 
over the top, again. To Chrissy's surprise, Jade began to 
ejaculate girl-goo at that very instant. The first squirt 
was like misting a plant, only it was Chrissy's face. The 
subsequent eruptions were more like streams of perfumed 
ejaculate. Chrissy opened her mouth, not wanting to waste 
any of the ambrosia. There were at least four or five 
separate squirts that left Chrissy's face and some of her 
hair soaked. Chrissy had several multiple aftershocks 
herself. 

She was amazed at this raw talent. Her own hips felt so 
warm and spent. She watched for signs of awareness from 
Jade, but she was still. Chris stood up to see, and could 
tell Jade had frigged herself into unconsciousness. This 
was too good to be true. She had completely gotten away 
with this oral assault. 

When Chris had recovered herself, she got a washrag from 
the bathroom sink to clean up her victim and cover her 
tracks. Both still naked, she wiped Jade down lovingly, 
from head to toe. She took extra time at her breasts and 
pussy, amazed at such beauty. She gave Jade a deep 
passionate kiss (with tongue) straight into her pussy, 
before putting back on, Jade's bikini bottoms. She did 
the same with her perfect tits, putting on the top and 
tying it proper. She took one last look before lowering 
the upper bank of lights over her patron, and heading out 
to put her own clothes on before Jade awakened. 

As consciousness slowly filtered back into her overloaded 
mind, Jade realized wherever she was, it was dark. The 
surroundings were unfamiliar. She imagined she was in 
Medieval times, in an Iron Maiden (no not the band), in 
the catacombs of a great castle. Soon enough the less 
interesting reality became apparent, and with it returned 
some memories. 'Oh no how could I have!' She pushed the 
now dim lid off her glowing body, hoping it was all a bad 
dream. 

To her surprise her bikini was still on. Although 
squishy, there was no evidence of girl cum on the glass 
under her ass. That fact, plus seeing that she was still 
clothed, made Jade realize it was all just a horny dream! 
'Whew, lucky that wasn't real. I even dreamt there was 
another person near the end of the dream, helping me 
climax with her face!' she mused. Realizing she was 
overwhelmed, why with all the previous teasing and 
excitement, it was no wonder she dreamt of a little elf 
girl pleasuring her overheated body. She smiled as she 
put on her clothes, glad she was still in control, and 
hadn't really embarrassed herself in front of a minor.

She found Chris busy at the computer. She looked rather 
radiant, and although she found the kid attractive, she 
had not noticed that glow about her earlier. Strangely 
her hair was wet in front. As Jade was preparing to 
leave, Chris stopped fiddling with the computer and got 
up to unlock the door.

"Thanks for all your help Chris. You're so talented, I'll 
see you in the morning. Good night."

Chris grabbed the woman around her waist, gave her a big 
hug, and then a peck on the cheek.

"See ya Ms. Parker, I mean Jade. And thanks for your 
business. I enjoyed eating you... I mean meeting you!"

Her wicked grin returned as she watched the lovely young 
lady walk to her wheels. "Wait till I get my hands on you 
tomorrow!"

End Chapter 1 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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