A Long Weekend

by Androgyne and Maria

I seem to be spending a lot of time lately on "request" stories though this one isn't just a case of a reader mailing and saying "please write me a story about"! Maria has very clear ideas about plots, names,and situations but didn't feel she had the ability to write it. And so I've turned out pretty much what she wanted including Ali and Caitlin body builders. Honestly lady body builders don't do anything for me but I'm sure Maria likes the idea. She asked me not to put up her Email address but if anyone has comments mail me and I'll pass them onto her.

Emma Collins is sprawled naked on her bed with a towel beneath her hips. At 13 she's closer to a woman than a child; with real breasts on her toned and athletic body. She loves swimming and her gym sessions at school; and these have tautened her young physique. Her skin is tanned and her eyes are jade green while her long blond hair is pulled back into not a ponytail but more like a horse's tail.

She's breathing fast and her eyes are locked on the screen of her laptop which rests on the bed besides her. On the screen a curvy teenager is writhing on a big bed while a sinewy black woman is licking her pink pussy and pumping two fingers hard and fast into her. From the laptop's speakers come the moans of the white girl as she cups and tweaks her own full breasts. At the same time Emma's fingers are rubbing the slick flesh of her pink labia. Panting now she moves a fingertip to the hard and erect nub of her clitoris.

On screen the blond model arches her back and howls as she climaxes; and almost at the same time Emma's flying fingers take her to the same place. She bucks and writhes as she cums hard and wetly for the third time this afternoon. She realises this will have to be her last "O" before her parents arrive home from work. As her heart slows and ceases to pound she eases the damp towel from under her and sits up erect on the edge of the mattress.

Closing the window on her laptop she deletes the history; not that her parents would be bothered checking just what she does online! When she first discovered the porn channels she watched almost anything but she soon found the straight sex ones pretty gross. Seeing the guy stick his hard cock into the girl made her feel queasy but when he pulls out and shoots his load all over her stomach Emma thought it was just too yucky to be true. Then she settled on the girl/girl videos and she was hooked! She can't get enough of them but now she craves for more of the real thing.

One single experience in school has shown her she wants and needs more and she's decided that she's a lesbian for certain. She's sure she can't tell her parents about her feelings and especially about that day an older girl, Peggy Grant aged fifteen, took her into the school toilets and showed her how good fingers felt inside her hot pussy.

Emma recalls the dark excitement as the older girl's hand moved under her school kilt, how her fingers stroked and caressed the silky skin of her thigh, and how she eased down the panties until they were pooled around her ankles. And then how those skilled fingers probed and moved into her wet depths as Emma bit her own hand so not to moan out loud in ecstasy.

Emma's orgasm was so hard her senses spun away and when she came back to herself Peggy was the only thing that had kept her from falling to the floor. Emma barely recalls using her own fingers to satisfy the older girl but Peg's gasps told her she, Emma, was a quick learner!

Peg got perhaps a little too enthusiastic because Emma bled a bit that day but now she's proud that she lost her virginity then! Could she hook up again with Peggy? Maybe she could! Could she find another girl in her class that shared her tastes? Very likely she could! Now however she thinks she's got the chance of what she longs for from somewhere really close to home.

First however the towel has to go into the washer before her folks come in. A towel wet and smelling of pussy cream would be a dead give away even for her preoccupied parents! Once that matter's attended to and Emma's had a fast shower before dressing again she thinks over once more if there are any doubts about her plans.

Now wearing clean panties and bra, her mum realised that as young as eleven Emma needed to wear one, along with leggings and a tee shirt, Emma moves to her bedroom window as she hears noise from the rear of her house. Moving to her window she peeks out from behind the curtains so she can look down into the garden of her next door neighbours. Below in her garden, one of those neighbours, Ali Anderson, is stowing something away in the garden shed.

Emma can't figure out what attracts her to the woman because Ali isn't a stunning or curvaceous figure like some of the video models she watches online. Ali is a tall and muscular woman with dusty blond hair in tight curls. Her tan is far deeper than Emma's; a deep mahogany hue. She's wearing a halter top and cut off jeans that expose her powerful calves and thighs. The top leaves her belly bare and it's flat and her abdominals are clearly defined.

Even after masturbating three times Emma feels a frisson of arousal as she watches Ali stroll across her lawn and back into her house. The previous neighbour, old Mrs Hampton, was taken into a care home and her daughter put the house up for sale to pay her mother's bills. It sold almost at once and Emma and her parents now have Alison Anderson and Caitlin Booth living next door.

They'd barely moved in and were doing their own renovations and decorations when the talking about them began. The local gossips worked overtime and the word was Ali and Caitlin were a pair of Dykes, Lesbos, Pussy eaters! Emma, with her realisation she was also gay, listened closely to neighbours talking and her mother on the phone to friends, and so her interest became focused. Watching them move stuff in from their van Emma realised that these two ladies were also pretty strong. Carting around a fridge freezer, stove, and furniture didn't faze them at all!

From downstairs Emma hears a key turn in the lock and the front door opens.

"Emma are you up there?"

Emma's mum Lucy has arrived home so Emma gives herself and her room another once over, no signs of her masturbation shows on her self or her bed, so she heads down still working over her plan for tomorrow.

The Next Day

It's now Friday and this time Emma's folks are home before she gets back from school. Here's where she has to get the timing dead right if she's going to have the whole weekend to get close to the new neighbours that fascinate her, and to whom she finds herself so attracted, even though she's had little contact with them. Emma's parent's anniversary is Saturday and they have planned a romantic weekend away but didn't want to leave their thirteen year old daughter alone. Emma has laid her plan based on that!

"Now Emma are you sure Mrs Clough is okay with you staying the weekend with them?"

"Mum! Rosie Clough and I have been best friends since we were six so you KNOW its fine with Doris. Don't be ringing the Cloughs will you? Nothing will go wrong but if it did they've got your and Dad's cell phone numbers. Now you and Dad get going so you can beat the traffic. Doris will be round in her car to pick me up in twenty minutes or so."

Right then Emma's dad Andrew rattles down the stairs carrying two suitcases. He pecks Emma on the cheek and heads for the front door calling back over his shoulder to his wife.

"Come on Lucy if we get away now we can miss the jams at the Franklin interchange. If we get caught there God knows what time we'll arrive at the Huntingdon Inn!"

Despite a mother's uncertainty Lucy hugs her daughter and repeats her husbands kiss on the cheek before following Andrew out to their car. The door is scarcely closed behind them when Emma has snatched up the living room phone's handset and tapped in seven digits.

"Hello! Rosie? Yeah this is it so put your mum on. Honest I swear I'll explain what's going on if things work out like I'm hoping. A date? Well I guess you could call it that baby but when I tell you about it you gotta swear to keep the secret! Now put your mum on please and back me up if she's awkward won't you?"

Crossing her fingers Emma waits hardly breathing.

"Mrs Clough? Look I'm so sorry but Mum and Dad changed their minds at the last minute and I'm going with them. No I'd much sooner be staying at yours with Rosie. Look I hope you haven't put yourself out too much over me but I'd better go. Dad and Mum are in the car so I have to hang up. Oh you're okay with it then? Oh thanks so much Doris!"

Hanging up she punches the air in triumph.

"YES! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

And then she's dashing upstairs to her room so, after a shower, she can dress up to impress Ali who is always the first of her neighbours home from work. Naked and wrapped in a big bath towel Emma is rifling through her wardrobe for an outfit that will show off her toned body to its best advantage. She'd like to do things slower but with only the weekend to work with she will have to make things as obvious as possible to her neighbours. And make no mistake Emma has a yen for both of the ladies.

First she uses a little of her mum's best perfume on her naked body before slipping into the second thing she's filched from her mother. A scarlet thong that Lucy thinks only her husband and herself knows she owns. Sexy underwear is Emma's mum's secret addiction! No bra! Though her firm breasts warrant one she wants to put her wares on show and to their best advantage. The skirt she wriggles into is new, tight, black, and shorter really than her mum likes, but Emma got it anyway. Her dark blue top is tight enough to show of her perky nipples and the final touch is a pair of thigh highs.

Emma heard a couple of senior girls at her school chatting about how "thigh highs are the sexiest stockings and the boys love them" so Emma hopes the ladies love them too. The ones she's pulled on are dark blue and black hoops to match her top and skirt and she teams them with black sneakers. After running a brush through her blond hair she leaves it loose to frame her face rather than tying it back into its usual ponytail and then quits the house to lay in wait for Ali.

Just inside her garden gate she settles onto the wide stone wall and arranges her coltish legs to show off just how shapely they are. Shortly she finds that posing on a stone wall is hard on her rear but she grits her teeth and awaits Ali's arrival.

Luckily Ali isn't late! As the woman arrives at her own front gate Emma realises just how big she is alongside Emma's compact four feet nine inches. Being wide shouldered her muscular development makes her breasts seem girlish though her legs, in her tight denims, are long and powerful. Up this close Emma realises that not only is Ali powerful and heavily muscled but she is really tall. Over six foot in point of fact.

Screwing up her nerve, and sure she's blushing furiously, Emma smiles and hails the woman.

"Hi Ms Anderson! Finished for the weekend? Isn't the weather great?"

The big woman coolly glances up and down the length of Emma's carefully settled pose.

"My Emma you do look so smart. Are you going somewhere nice with your parents?"

This gives Emma her first opening to use and she does without hesitation.

"No Ms Anderson. Mum and Dad are away for the weekend and I'm home alone!"

The big woman cocks her head to one side and raises an eyebrow before speaking.

"Look Emma drop the "Ms Anderson" and call me Ali, and your folks trust you on your own at, how old are you anyway?"

"Okay Ali! I'm thirteen but Mum and Dad think I'm a pretty grown up thirteen."

When the woman smiles is there a hint of something hiding behind it?

"I can see that honey! Well I better get in and put the kettle on and make a drink to tide me over till Caitlin and I have our evening meal."

In her head Emma thinks "Oh Crap no I can't let her go" and makes a fast offer in the hope of keeping Aly with her.

"Why don't you come into ours and I'll make you a coffee? I mean you're our new neighbour and we should get to know each other shouldn't we?"

To Emma's intense relief Ali shrugs and then nods agreement.

"That'd be cool honey so you lead the way!"

Emma almost sprints up the garden path in her eagerness to get Ali inside and in privacy. She settles Ali on the big settee in the rear living room and clicks on the kettle before opening the carton of instant lattes.

"How many sugars Ali?"

"I don't take sugar Emma it's not part of a healthy diet and I take my health and fitness very seriously!"

"I can see that Ali you must train hard! The lattes are decaff if that's okay with you?"

"That'll be fine honey!"

When Emma returns carefully balancing a mug of the creamy brew Ali's settled back on the settee and admiring the room.

"Nice honey very nice! You've got a lovely home."

Settling on the sofa next to Ali she places the mug carefully on a coaster upon the coffee table and turns towards the woman.

"Yeah Mum and Dad both work full time and they've both got decent jobs. I thought they might have asked you and Caitlin over for a drink and get to know you."

Having taken a cautious sip, and then a deep swallow of the coffee, Ali now has a small and milky moustache, which she wipes away with a large handkerchief tugged from her jean's pocket. Her smile is maybe a tad forced.

"Honey we didn't expect it, not with our reputation anyway."

Emma decides to be honest and hopefully grown up in her reply.

"What because you two guys are gay? Who cares about that nowadays? Being gay is normal or that's what the teachers say at my school."

"Ali puts her head to one side and considers the girl next to her before replying.

"You're trying too hard honey!"

"What do you mean Ali?"

"What you're doing right now Emma is what I did with my gym mistress when I was your age. I thought I knew what I was letting myself in for and as it happens I was right. Are you sure you know what you're letting yourself in for?"

Emma realises her act hasn't fooled this woman for one second and her heart is pounding in her chest.

"Yeah I know what I'm letting myself in for and I know what I want. I'm not a silly little virgin you know? I've been with girls before but I want you to be my first woman."

Emma's stretching the truth when she says "girls" but she needs to sound confident. Ali nods slowly and brings one big hand up to caress Emma's cheek.

"Okay honey if this is what you want then this is what you're gonna get!"

Folding the girl into her muscled arms she kisses Emma with not just skill, but aggression, and her tongue spears into the girl's mouth to wrap itself around the girl's like an eel. Through Emma's top and Ali's shirt nipples grind together as Emma clutches at a pair of broad shoulders and lets herself respond to lips and the tongue that are arousing her wildly. At last, when Ali pulls away from her, Emma allows a soft moan to escape as she pants for breath.

"Oh yeah you're ready honey! Down here or in your bed?"

Gulping hard Emma forces the words from puffy lips and a tongue that seems to tingle.

"My bed and oh God yes I'm ready!"

Ali scoops her up effortlessly and heads for the hall and staircase as though the girl is a featherweight. At the head of the stairs she halts for a second.

Which room honey?"

Emma is now dry mouthed with excitement and can only nod towards her bedroom door. Ali strides towards it, knees it open, and tosses the girl onto the counterpane, before popping the buttons of her shirt open. Emma watches, flushed and aroused, as the woman wrenches off the cotton shirt to reveal she wears no bra. Against her wide shoulders and the ridged muscles of her belly those breasts seem like small cones tipped with hard little nipples of a rosy pink/brown.

Next she unbuckles the wide leather belt that supports her jeans, pops the brass button, and wriggles out of them even as she kicks off her shoes. Standing now in just a pair of plain white cotton briefs Emma lets her gaze rove over the woman's rock hard body. From neck to calves her muscular development shows in an etched and "cut" physique that has Emma's nipples hardened like stones and a growing heat and wetness between her thighs. When Ali hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her briefs and peels them off Emma's eyes are drawn to lock on her pronounced vulva.

Her labia are thick and fleshy and the thick nub of her clitoris stands proud from its dark sheath. When Ali turns to scoop up her discarded clothes and toss them onto the dresser Emma sees that even her buttocks are hard muscled with no trace of fat to soften or round them.

"Aren't you going to undress yourself Emma or do you want me to do it?"

The big woman's words are husky and clear in the silence of the bedroom and indeed the entire house. Emma comes to life and, crossing her arms, peels off her tight top to reveal her pert breasts tipped with now erect nipples of a shell pink. She's freed the button on her skirt's waistband and tugged down the zip when big hands reach out and drag down the brief black scrap of cloth. Ali's eyes focus on the skimpy bit of scarlet satin and lace that shields the girl's damp crease.

"God your breasts are bigger than mine honey and I can't wait to take thong that off and see what I'm going to taste soon honey!"

Even as Ali effortlessly raises Emma's hips and frees her body of the tiny thong the thought flashes through the girl's mind about what "tasting" her means. And then naked, but for her hopefully "sexy thigh highs" Emma is wrapped in arms like iron bands and a mouth closes on hers while an eager tongue stabs into her mouth to slither around her lips and the roof of her mouth. Unable to do more than surrender to an excited woman Emma moans into Ali's lips and shudders.

A big and powerful hand is surprisingly gentle as it cups one breast and teases an already erect nipple to greater hardness. Then Emma convulses as the other hand slides between her thighs to caress the slick flesh of the girl's dripping sex. Fingers probe expertly and easily one digit slips deep into a hot and wet cleft. Freeing her mouth from Emma's the muscled woman breathes huskily into her ear as she nibbles its lobe.

"Well honey you were telling the truth! You're not a virgin are you?"

That finger crooks and moves in and out with deliberate slowness and somehow Emma finds she's locked herself onto it as she groans and pushes her hips forward to force it even deeper into her. Emma's eyes are mere slits but she can see that Ali's as aroused as she is. From those small breasts her nipples are now standing long and hard while her tanned face is clearly flushed. Panting slightly the woman suddenly wriggles down Emma's body and her free hand eases Emma's thighs even further apart.

Soft lips kiss Emma's thighs, the creases where the triangle of her vulva melds into her thighs, and then a wet tongue licks the full length of Emma's taut labia. Her moans that have changed to deep groans are suddenly replaced by a shrill shriek of delight. Her own hands lock on and into the mass of tight curls on Ali's head to crush it down on her pulsing flesh. A second howl as Ali's tongue tip floats back and forth over the girl's small clit and a second finger pushes into her.

Emma's whole world now is concentrated in the blazing heat between her thighs and the soft, wet, sucking sounds, as fingers probe and lips caress slick flesh. With her eyes screwed shut she keens in ecstasy as all control leaves her, her body spasms, and incredible pleasure explodes through her.

Slowly, oh so slowly, Emma emerges from a tingling cocoon of delight. Powerful arms are holding her and when she can focus again Ali's face is before her, her mouth streaked with milky juices.

"My God honey I've never seen anyone cum that hard and be that loud when they did. They might have heard that on the next block!"

"Loud?"

"Christ yes honey you were howling the place down when you had that huge climax. How do you feel now?"

"Fantastic! Oh Ali I want more of that!"

The woman's brows arch up in total surprise.

"You're ready for more? Oh honey what it is to be young! Okay but we'll go a little slower this time or someone will call the cops! Turn around and get on your hands and knees. Yeah like that, spread those thighs a little more, ready?"

Emma feels warm breath on her still wet sex as hands grip her rounded hips. Her cheek resting on a pillow she moans softly into it, as first a tongue tip delicately flickers up and down her slick flesh, and then lips fasten onto her taut labia to suck on them. Slowly Ali rouses her and then slackens off; only to repeat this over again until Emma is pleading for release. As though heartless the massive woman ignores her pleas and continues her gentle assault until suddenly she changes tack.

First a stiffened tongue pushes in and out of Emma's cramping vagina until her body trembles and shudders with delight and then comes the coup-de-grace! That tongue thrashes Emma's hard and bloated clit until her second climax sends her into a world of white heat and wetness as her mind goes blank for a long time.

When her thoughts clear Emma finds she's sprawled on her back as Ali kisses and strokes her body until the tremors fade away. Propping herself up on one elbow Emma stares at Ali's rock hard body that now shows that her control has weakened and her needs are now paramount. Muscled thighs splayed wide she moves sensuously on the rumpled sheets and urges Emma to satisfy her raging desires.

Strangely Emma feels no trace of nerves as she positions herself above a smooth shaven vulva and inhales the pungent aroma of a highly aroused woman. From between dark labia, flushed with blood, a trickle of creamy juice runs between her hard thighs to enter the cleft of her solid buttocks. Emma's head descends and her lips caress slick flesh. Her first taste of a woman's sex entrances her. Any thoughts that she might be repulsed by the flavour vanish as she laps away like a cat at a dish of cream.

Big hard skinned hands cradle her head, surprisingly gently, as hips writhe on the bed and ripples of desire run down that wash board stomach. Emma can hear softly whispered words from the woman's parted lips as her lashes lower to cover her eyes.

"Yes! Oh yes, yes, yes darling!"

Aroused by what she is doing to the woman's iron body Emma buries her face against a now sopping pussy, to use her tongue and lips with insane speed, as Ali bucks and heaves the girl around like a doll. Ali's orgasm is massive and uncontrolled! She squirts like a fountain full into Emma's open and welcoming mouth. Hot juices fill her mouth and trickle delightfully down her throat. She continues to lick and suck at Ali's quivering sex until the woman shudders and lies still.

Ali's fingers toy with her still erect nipples and trail across her ridged belly.

"My God darling that was amazing and you're a natural at lady loving! I can't wait to introduce you to Caitlin! I think I want more of you and you deserve more from me. Ever tried a 69'er?"

Deciding against trying to seem a smart arse Emma is honest.

"No Ali but whatever it is I wanna do it with you!"

The big woman grins wolfishly at Emma.

"Turn around honey you've got to be on top. With my weight I really mean you've GOT to be on top!"

Emma finds herself being effortlessly eased into position so her sex is lowered onto Ali's waiting mouth, big hands hold her buttocks, and Emma finds her own mouth is perfectly placed to lower onto Ali's invitingly wet crease. Clutching Ali's hips she focuses on the long and thick clit that stands proud and ready. Darts of fire flicker through the girl's pussy as a skilled tongue enters her again but now Ali frees a hand from Emma's rear to strum a thumb over Emma's smaller but supersensitive clit.

Emma lashes her tongue harder over a now hugely bloated clit, even as she erupts into a massive climax that make the other earlier two seem like child's play. A muscled leg is hooked over her shoulders as Ali screams and her pussy floods and overflows with another powerful squirt and woman and girl pleasure themselves wildly until they both are spent.

Much later Ali pushes up from the stained wreckage of Emma's bed and begins to grope her way into her clothes.

"I gotta go home and wait for Caitlin and she'll want her share soon. Are you up for more honey?"

Emma, sex tender but eager for much more of this, lies content on her bed.

"Oh yeah Ali and I can't wait to get it on with her as well!"