Risk Taker

by Androgyne

I stride out of my bathroom and into my bedroom, naked, except for a towel slung around my neck, and stop in front of my full length mirror to gaze on my reflection and reflect on my personality.

I'm a risk taker! Now what does that mean? There is more than one type of risk taker for sure. There's the sports risk taker who sky dives, bungee jumps, or goes white water rafting. There's the financial risk taker who gambles on the horses, at casinos, or on the stock exchange. I'm none of those. I'm a sexual risk taker!

I pause in my pondering to inspect the body I see in the looking glass. I'm now the wrong side of fifty but I reckon I still stand fairly high on the MILF scale. Eating sensibly and working hard in the gym really pays dividends. So what do I see? A woman with dark red hair cut Annie Lennox short. I'd like to say I have high cheekbones, an aquiline nose, and a narrow jaw. That really wouldn't fit with the body though!

I have a pleasant enough face though it's somewhat round, and as the years passed I found I needed specs, and so a pair of decent designer frames is usually perched on my nose. My breasts are good, large and heavy, not huge and out of proportion, just big and firm. Large aureoles smeared across their peaks and big and very sensitive nipples. I'd like a narrower waist. Don't get me wrong I don't have a pot belly or rolls of fat but my tummy has a curve to it. I call it womanly and leave other people to make their own minds up about it!

My hips are wide; my granny used to say "good child bearing hips" about women like me. Not that I've ever born a child or ever would; even if I was a lot younger. My thighs are firm and shapely and my calves are smooth and strong; while my buttocks look full and round. All in all I'm happy with what I am and what I look like. Now to explain the bit about being a sexual risk taker.

Remember what I said about never having a baby or ever likely to? I was two months short of my eleventh birthday when I first had my pussy played with by another girl. I never ever wanted a boy or a man after that! I sleep with lots of women; well we don't sleep much if you get my drift! I do it with teenagers; but best of all I get super turned on by the tweens. That's where the risk taking comes in!

You can be careful but you can never be certain that the next little honey you make a move on won't be the one that, some day, goes running to mummy, screaming about what that dirty lady did to her. Even though she's been loving what she's been getting! I have good instincts, I go slowly, and if in doubt I back off and away. So far I've been both lucky and careful and never came close to having the boys [ and girls ] in blue on my tail. I could tell you though some interesting stories about some of the girls in blue and might another time.

One day maybe I'll slip up, pick the wrong target, and end up in court as that hated object the paedophile. Today might just be the day; though if you're a betting person don't wager a penny on it happening this time. I'm getting, and have been for a while, all the right vibes off Amanda.

I suppose there are worse places for a life long lesbian than an all woman prison but I would prefer to keep my present life style as it is and avoid signing the sex offenders register. Along with collecting a criminal record of course!

So now you know why Grace Gerrard is a risk taker! I suppose I'm as bad as those adrenaline junkies I mentioned before; I'm addicted to my little sweethearts and I can't quit now.

The last few drops of shower water have dried on me as I cross to my dressing table, before showering I've run the razor over my vulva to leave it silky smooth, so first I pick up my bottle of baby oil. A few drops on my fingers which I spread over my soft skin to ease the faint sting and next up is perfume. Tweens tend to go for bright colours and loud music; they also like powerful scents and Amanda's no exception. So when I select my atomiser of "White Tiger" I use it more than liberally. Amanda says she loves the smell of it so I stand in a cloud of the expensive stuff and I must reek of it.

Time to dress now! Black, seamed, self support stockings, black satin briefs and a satin and lace bra, underneath a black button through dress with a short skirt to it. Flat heeled slip on shoes as I'm driving and my shoulder bag which contains my car keys and a few other essentials. At the last moment, and on a whim, I drop my "White Tiger" into my bag and set off downstairs.

I set my alarm, lock the front door, and then click my key fob to shut off my car alarm. The car's not brand new but it's in good nick; a bit like me I suppose! Down my driveway, out of the car just long enough to close the gate behind me, and then back behind the wheel to head for where I'm going to pick up my little Amanda.

The George Scott Park is only minutes away and there's a playground there. Amanda said she'd be waiting there for me. As I get close I can see her there, I pull up a little short of where she is so I can take a good look at her. She's exactly what I like and also what I need and desire. My eyes drink in her skinny and oh so exciting form!

Amanda Becket aged eleven years and two months, I know this for certain since I asked her so I could buy her a birthday present, and that worked out well didn't it? By then we were at the stage were she and I were keeping each others secrets and she asked for a present her mum wouldn't let her have. She wanted a bikini instead of the one piece swim suit mummy let her have for the beach and swimming in the school pool.

Now that was a request I was happy to go along with. As I told her "Don't let mummy know you've got it or where it came from if she ever finds it"!

I took her to "Styles" which is pretty up market but what the hell I'm not short of cash and I was expecting to reap the rewards for my generosity. I remember clearly the sales lady's name tag, "Helena", and she was a handsome woman alright, a few years younger than me and beautifully groomed! She politely told me that swim suits, like lingerie, couldn't be returned once tried on but Mandy was bouncing to wear one so I guaranteed Helena that once worn I'd buy it for her.

I was pushing for black, dark green, or navy blue, but like I said tweens like strong primary colours so I gave up and she went into the changing room with a firecracker red model. Even though I was acting as "Auntie Grace" I didn't push to be in there with her while she changed and waited outside with Helena. Mandy sounded a tad shy when she called us, "what do you think Auntie Grace", as she opened the door for us to see her.

Two things happened then. First I bloody near creamed my panties when I got an eyeful of my thin and now almost naked tween, and then, looking at Helena, I figured she was playing for the same team as I'm on!

Licking her lips as if they were suddenly dry she stared at Mandy and then turned to face me.

"Does Madam think it might be a little old for her?"

Madam thought it was the sexiest sight she'd seen in years! The briefs were two tiny triangles of thin cloth held with cords while the bra top looked like two red postage stamps covering her pronounced nipples. I gave Helena a wink and my best "knowing" smile that sent her a message saying "but ain't she hot"!

"Well just a little maybe Helena but she's so insistent; you know what young girls are like?"

Mandy stood there, looking back and forth between us; until I stopped staring at her lovely "camel toe" outlined through the thin cloth and delivered my verdict.

"You look stunning Amanda darling; doesn't she Helena?"

The statuesque blond looked as turned on as I felt and was back to licking her lips again.

"Oh my dear it's just YOU and you should thank your auntie for such a lovely present!"

I knew the thanks I'd like and I was certain Helena would like the exact same reward. I made a point of memorising her face and name. I'll look her up "off duty" soon; I love my tweens but Helena looked an attractive package to try a tumble with!

Back in the present I'm focused on sweet Amanda where she's perched on the low sandstone wall of the playground. She's tall for her age and of the lean and skinny build that gets my motor running till it overheats. Her long legs are thin and slightly muscular and she's showing a lot of sinewy thigh as well. From here I can't see; though I do know, she's got tiny breast buds but large nipples. The rump that rests on the hard sandstone is small and taut.

I can feel a warm glow and a steady dampness growing between my thighs so I take off the handbrake and cruise up level with where she's sitting. Pulling up, I tap the switch to roll down my window, and then take a close look at her as she hops down from the wall and smiles at me. It's a mild day and she's wearing a pale blue sleeveless blouse, tight enough to show off her breast buds and those erect nipples. Her skirt is navy blue, short and tight, above dark blue knee socks and sandals. She smiles entrancingly as I open the door and wave her inside.

As she hops onto the soft leather of the seat that short skirt rides up even further; so I can catch a glimpse of the cotton triangle of her panties. White with a blue polka dot pattern!

"Well Amanda darling so are you free today like you said you would be?"

"Oh yeah Grace! Mum's gone to work and Dad's working up in Scotland. I told her I'd go to the playground and maybe drop round to see Shannon. I only said maybe so I wasn't lying was I?"

"No honey you weren't lying and what mummy doesn't know won't hurt her. You're fine with me aren't you?"

This time her smile is slightly different; when first I started getting close to her she sometimes smiled nervously. Later her smile was relaxed and natural, but this one is somehow different and I search for a word to describe it. After a second I get it, an old French word, coquettish! It loosely translates as a little flirt. At the back of my mind, now and for some time, lurks the question of whether Mandy is totally innocent or does she perhaps have a young friend from school. A friend like mine who showed me how pussy play worked.

If she's had a little girl/girl fun then my job will be even easier!

"Of course I am Grace so what are we gonna do today then?"

I'm smiling at her, taking in the fine peach fuzz on her legs and thighs, along with the tips of her nipples tenting the cloth of her blouse.

"Well honey how would you like to go for a drive with me to take a look at a mobile home I'm thinking of buying. It's only a few miles out of town and we'll be there in no time!"

"Wow your own mobile home! Is it big? Is it nice?"

"Well sweetheart I think you'll like it when you see it so let's get that seatbelt on you and then off we'll go!"

Reaching across and pulling over the belt gives me the chance to get a little tactile with her and trail a hand across her blouse and those hard nipples. She's well used to me getting a little "touchy feely" with her now so as I put the car into gear and pull away I make my next and calculated move. Steering with my right hand I drop my other hand onto her thigh, just above her knee, and squeeze thin and muscular flesh.

She neither flinches nor moves away so I take the next risk; moving my fingers a tad higher I lightly caress the smooth skin on the inside of her thigh. She just settles back in her seat, smiling, as my car cruises out of town heading for a certain small field that houses a big and impressive mobile home.

In truth I am now having vague ideas about buying it. I got the keys from one of the "sisterhood", Debbie Stevens. Debs shares my liking for our own sex as well as having a similar weakness for the young ones; though she likes 'em a bit older and more well developed than I go for. And though she doesn't own it either she's gotten the keys from someone who does. I am now considering raising, with Debs, the notion of jointly buying it as a haven for our tween fucking escapades!

My driving seems to be on autopilot while my hand is definitely doing its own thing and gently stroking Mandy's thigh. For all that she just seems cool with it as we cruise up to the gate to "Willow Field". I'm wet and wildly excited; though covering it well. I pull up long enough for Mandy to hop out and open the gate to let me drive in, then close it behind us, and then she's back in her seat as I drive across to the big silver mobile home.

While I'm turning off the engine and pulling on the handbrake Mandy's already out of the car and staring at all that steel and aluminium like it's her newest toy.

"Wow Grace this is fantastic! Can we go inside?"

Fumbling the keys out of my bag I give her a secretive smile.

"Of course we can darling that's why we came here. We can stay as long as you like."

I slip the key into the lock, swing open the door to usher Mandy inside, then close it behind us with a click that has my pussy trembling. Inside is warm, dim, and silent, and I can hear my own breathing as I feel my nipples swell and go like stones! Taking Mandy's hand in mine I begin the tour. The kitchen's impressive, all steel and ceramic; she loves the shower with its frosted glass and aluminium frame.

I allow myself the brief daydream of showering with Mandy!

When we move into the sleeping area I start to get hugely turned on because it's here I'll be making my move. Things are so quiet and it's dimly lit by the odd ray of sunshine; in which dust motes sparkle like tiny diamonds! Sitting down on the edge of the almost full width bed I pat the mattress to have her sit next to me.

"So do you like what you see Mandy?"

"Wow Grace it's fantastic and I'd love to stay here."

Right on the edge now of the big risk, with my hand on her thin thigh again, I deal my cards.

"You know Mandy this could be our secret and private place and nobody would know we were here. All alone and snug together!"

I let the silence stretch out as we sit there together. I've slipped my arm around her shoulders to hug her to me and she's looking up at me, not far because as I've said she is tall for her age, her pink lips are pursed and moist and right then she surprises me. I was planning on kissing her, or just brushing my lips against hers, when she leans forward and kisses me! Not skilled or expert and a touch tentative but she's made the first move not me.

I kiss her back, firmly, and I'm a good kisser. Her lips are soft and cool as she stirs restlessly then responds to my lips, then I probe a little with my tongue and she becomes more aggressive, kissing me harder and with growing excitement. When her thin arm hooks around my neck I realise there's no risk; probably there never was! With my tongue in her mouth and her breathing getting fast I push her back onto the bare mattress.

Leaning over her I kiss her for a long time. Then I decide to take things to the next level and carefully pop open the buttons of her blouse. Pulling it out of the waistband of her skirt and then slipping it off I stare down at her small breast buds and those long and erect nipples. A surprisingly dark brown shade against her fair skin!

"God Mandy you're lovely!"

Then lowering my face I delicately kiss one hard and heated nipple. She moves under me and moans softly as I repeat this on her other side. Then I take the tip of her breast and that throbbing teat into my mouth, sucking hard on it, flicking it with my tongue tip, while teasing the other with my skilful fingers. Rousing her I'm rousing myself so I pull back from her thin body and begin clawing at my clothes. My dress slips to the floor quickly followed by my bra and briefs and before I return to Mandy's restless body I recall the White Tiger spray in my bag.

Rummaging till I find it I aim the nozzle at the half naked girl to douse her in an aromatic cloud of perfume. She wriggles on the mattress, eyes half closed, as she inhales the sharp citrus scent. Then I'm unable to wait any longer so I pop the button of her skirt, tug down the zip, and then ease the tight cloth over her narrow hips and off. Looking down at her cotton briefs I can see a definite dark patch just where I'd expect to, small but clearly dampening the thin cotton.

Hooking my fingers into the waistband I find it's even harder to remove them than that tight skirt was. Making soft noises in her throat Mandy raises her slim hips to help me pull them off to leave her thin and hot body naked but for her knee socks and sandals. Now for an assault on her body that will leave her in ecstasy. Kneeling I gently part her lean thighs and bow my head towards the taut and moist jewel of her damp pussy. My warm breath on her soft flesh makes her flinch slightly then my tongue darts forth like an adder's. Now she yelps like a puppy!

Using the tip of my tongue with exquisite slowness and long practice I let it flicker and dart over her slick and sensitive flesh. She isn't restrained or quiet now; she's making a lot of noise. However who will there be to hear us in the middle of this deserted field? Clasping her sinewy thighs to steady her I let my lips suck on her wet flesh while burrowing my tongue deep into her tight little pussy. Now she's gasping, gulping for air, writhing and coming close to howling out loud.

Stiffening my tongue, like a cock, I fuck her sopping pussy till she screams out loud and then cums wetly on my mouth and tongue. Bucking and shaking she rides out what has to be, if not her first, then her hardest ever orgasm, under my mouth and on the now stained mattress.

Sliding up her shaking body I gently kiss her rubbery nipples, nuzzle her neck, lick the lobe of one ear, and then slip my tongue tip into her ear until my slender lover, recovering from her climax, wriggles and giggles.

"Oh Grace that feels funny! Funny but good! I feel so wonderful after what you did so can I do it to you?"

Can she? Oh Christ if she doesn't I'll be shooting pussy juice soon just thinking about her doing me! Settling on the bed on all fours, spreading my thighs, I look back at Mandy who already seems excited and aroused once more.

"Don't you want to lay flat like I did Grace? Is this way better?!

"Not better honey it just feels different this way; now you just do what I did to you and I'll really love it!"

Small but strong hands cradle my hips as her face moves close to my tingling pussy, warm breath on my wet flesh makes me tremble and moan softly, then her hot tongue licks my plump labia and I'm on my way to heaven. Her lips slither over the twin wings and then her long tongue burrows into my vagina; making me groan deeply as the fires rise inside me. I want to scream at her to do me harder and faster but then she hits my clit, more by luck than judgement probably, and the spasm sends me towards my peak.

Sucking on me like a leech, and jabbing that fantastic tongue into me, she takes me to my burning summit. I shriek as I climax, creaming myself and her mouth and face as my body betrays me. I collapse face down on the mattress, shaking like a leaf in a storm, as my cums burn through me like small lightning bolts. I lay, face pressed to the mattress cover, for a long time, as Mandy presses her thin body onto mine and imitates me by kissing the nape of my neck.

I want more, I need more, but has she the stamina and desire for more? She answers my thoughts in the finest way.

"Will you do it to me again please Grace? I want more!"

The teacher can enjoy this as much as the pupil so let me give her a new lesson.

"You've heard the boys in your school talking about fucking a girl haven't you sweetie? Well girls and women can fuck each other too. Would you like it if we fucked each other really hard?"

Uncertainly she nods but she's ready for more excitement with her oh so attentive Grace.

"Uh huh! Oh yeah please Grace yes please!"

"Then just do as I tell you and show you."

Rolling onto my back I spread my wet thighs; smeared with my juices.

"Get on top of me and put that lovely wet crease of yours on top of mine and rub yours against mine!"

She wriggles atop me, supporting herself on her braced arms, I cradle her thin hips in my hands as her sinewy thighs and pelvic muscles hump her taut pussy onto mine. Almost at once I'm on fire again! My clit is hard and erect and when her hard little nipples grind against mine my own big nips throb and tingle! Her sex is slick and wet; as is mine. I gaze into her dark blue eyes and all I see there is wild lust. Lifting the centre of my body I thrust my labia against hers; her lips draw back showing her white teeth and she moans out loud!

The sounds in the dimness are moans, gasps for breath, grunts of ecstasy, and wet flesh slapping together.

Deep inside me I can feel it building, wild fires burn but I can feel the pressure mounting; I'm too far gone in sexual madness to warn this frantic little lover of mine what soon will happen. A huge grin wreaths her face as she re-doubles her frantic efforts to fuck me to orgasm; along with herself!

When the explosion hits me my vision dims, my body shakes spastically, and the pressure releases in a mammoth squirt of creamy fluids that drenches us both. It doesn't faze her a fraction as her own big "O" hits her with insane force; sending her rolling off my shuddering body to lie shaking along side me. I can't move, I can't speak, my heart hammers in my breast, gulping in air is all I can hope to do.

Finally my pulse slows, my breathing returns to something resembling normal, and so I reach for my new lover. Pulling her into the crook of my arm I crush her against me, our wet and sticky bodies pressed together as I slip away into an exhausted though blissful sleep.

Waking from my drowsing I experience the delicious pleasure of her thin form laid half across my upper body. Her small breasts rest on mine while her mouth is pressed against my neck, nuzzling wetly at me. As I stir and she realises I am back with her she murmurs in my ear.

"Oh Grace I loved that, I love you, I never knew it would be so amazing. I can't wait to show Shannon."

In her post coital glow it must have slipped out without thinking but despite my sated state my ears prick up at Shannon's name.

"Shannon? Your little dark haired friend? Oh Mandy so you have a little girlfriend do you? You never mentioned THAT to me! So you two have fun together do you?"

Realising I'm just teasing and not mad at her she giggles and snuggles closer to me, pressing her hot flesh against mine.

"Oh not like we've just done Grace; we just touch and rub a little and have little "cummies" as she calls them. Grace I'd love for you to let her come here and have fun with us like we've just had."

The warning alarms go off when she mentions bringing Shannon here but at the same time my risk taking nature starts spinning up to full speed. Three keep a secret less well than two but the thought of three of us sharing this bed and all the fascinating combinations we can try out. Let's test the waters with her now!

"I don't know Mandy are you sure she would be okay with me as well as you? Can she keep our secrets? Are you sure I could trust her not to let things slip out?"

She's so excited at the idea that she's jabbering at me.

"Oh yeah Grace she's my best friend and we do things we don't tell any of the girls in our class about so why should she talk about you and me? Please Grace, please, please, please!"

She's moved further onto my body and by the time I realise what she's doing it's almost too late; and then I decide I want it to be too late! She knows what that amazing tribbing did to me a little earlier and now the little minx is using her body to soften me up and get me to bend to her over Shannon.

"I don't know honey, I'm not sure, and we'd have to be so careful....!"

My words trail off as she cups my breasts and mounts me, pressing that gorgeous pussy down onto mine.

"Please Grace I'll be really nice to you! I'll give you another big cummie like you had before."

Surrendering as I realise my appetites have taken me beyond the point of no return I cup her smooth buttocks and crush our bodies together, as, smirking, she fucks me as if she is a small boy with a hard cock. She's learned from just one pussy rubbing session and she's as hot and wild, maybe wilder, than our first time. I'm totally aroused again and can't believe how thoroughly she's taken command to send me soaring towards another climax.

From the tremors running down her body I can see and feel she's ready to go there again herself. Oozing juice, pussy cramping and blazing, I spread my thighs wider and give myself over to another shattering climax. And amaze myself with another massive squirt even as my fevered child also explodes into a screaming, writhing, sexual explosion that leaves us both soaked and spent.

This time neither of us speak, or move for a long time, sleeping the sleep of total exhaustion and complete satiation. By the time we awake the shadows are long in the room and the afternoon is drawing on. Regretfully I stir myself, and, in the process, wake my exciting new lover.

"Come on Mandy I think I'd better get you home before your mother finishes work."

Then my earlier fantasy stirs itself in my mind!

"I think we should take a shower together and clean ourselves up. We're a bit sticky and ripe aren't we? Then when we're dry we can use some more of my White Tiger so we both smell lovely."

Whatever we've done hasn't dimmed her memory one fraction.

"Sure Grace and when can Shannon come here with us?"

Slipping my arm around her narrow waist I pull us off the stained mattress and we head for the showers together. Another huge risk coming with the inclusion of little Shannon in my heated love life but I am a huge risk taker where my little darlings are involved.

"Alright honey you arrange things, make sure she knows what she's getting into, and I'll pick you both up when all's ready. I'll make her welcome baby you know that!"

Risk taking's my nature and I'm too old to change now so come on Shannon and join our club!