| Mandy & Hannah, Part 2 The Hannah character in this story, and her family and associates, were created by another author who has given me permission to use them. We may be collaborating on future installments. This installment describes the sexual relationships between the main characters, primarily the pre-teen cousins, Mandy and Hannah. The story can stand on its own but reading Part 1 will make the characters' backgrounds clearer. "Eeeow! That looks awful!" Amy cried. "Well, honey," Jim laughed, "nobody's passport photo ever looks good!" Amy scowled. It was June 1 and Amy and Mandy had just received their passports in the mail. It was the last preparation needed for their trip to Scotland to visit Mandy's cousin, Hannah. After receiving Hannah's name and address from Gloria's sister, Mandy wrote her a letter; Hannah replied and the two little girls sustained an e-mail correspondence that resulted in the whole family going to visit Scotland in July. Ten year old Hannah lived with her pedophile and child molesting step-father, Dan, and her mother, Michelle. Despite raping and molesting the little girl on a regular basis, Dan truly loved Hannah and her mother. The three of them lived comfortably and happily on the island of Gigha in Scotland. Mandy and Hannah, besides becoming close friends, were looking forward to being lovers. Though she has been molested by an adult woman, Hannah had never had sex with a girl. Mandy's kindness and concern caused Hannah to fall in love with her. For her part, Mandy thought Hannah very brave and worried about her sweet cousin. Mandy was always ready to have sex with both males and females so it was not out of the ordinary for her to want sex with Hannah. In this case, however, Mandy felt herself to be "on a mission" to rescue her abused cousin and friend. She would get the opportunity to stay a week with the pretty little English girl because her step-father, Jim, was traveling to his German company's headquarters for a week. He acceded to Mandy and Amy's request that they be allowed to travel with him and to visit Hannah and her family. Dan Hall, Hannah's step-father and rapist, invited the two girls to stay with him, Michelle, and Hannah for the whole week that Jim would be in Germany. The Americans gratefully accepted Dan's invitation to the entire family to stay with them that first weekend. Jim would be traveling to Germany that Sunday evening, along with his wife, Gloria, Mandy's mother and Hannah's aunt. Hannah's father was Gloria's late brother, an American serviceman who had fathered Hannah with Michelle before leaving the country. He subsequently died in a training accident before learning that Michelle was pregnant. Gloria's younger sister, Hope, had found out about Michelle and Hannah only recently. It was when she told Gloria about them that Mandy took the initiative to write to her cousin. Mandy was unfailingly kind to people. Introverted, she nonetheless liked people very much though she preferred taking them in small groups and needed time to recover from the socializing. She and Hannah were kindred spirits as they soon discovered. They were very much looking forward to seeing each other face to face: Hannah because she was lonely and curious about making love with girls; Mandy because she was always horny for pretty girls and because she had become protective of Hannah. The English girl's plight had touched her deeply and filled her with a resolve: she and Amy would both lovingly seduce and also rescue Hannah. "Amy," Mandy asked her sister, "are you bringing your camera with you?" "Yeah," Amy answered. "Are you bringing yours?" "No, I don't think I have to if you're bringing one." Amy shrugged her shoulders. "That's cool," she said. "Do you think Hannah will like the purse we got her?" "I hope so," Mandy replied. She and Amy decided to buy their new friend a Simpson's cartoon-themed purse and fill it with lipstick, makeup, etc., partly because it was trendy and partly as a good-natured joke because "Simpson" was Hannah's last name. Amy also bought Hannah an iPad. They hoped to make her feel special. Hannah had grown up without friends, something Mandy had experienced until she met and was befriended by Amy. Mandy wanted Hannah to know she had two friends now that she could at least talk to and with whom she could correspond if not see often. They would fly to New York and take Virgin Atlantic to Glasgow and from there, fly in a small plane to a grass landing strip on the island where Hannah lived. The young English girl told them that it was sunnier than other parts of Scotland and not so cold. The girls were very excited to travel to a foreign country. "Daddy, have you ever been to Scotland?" Amy asked Jim on the way to the airport. "Yes, honey," he replied. "I went to Edinburgh once when I was on a trip to the UK. I was still in college." "Daddy," Mandy asked, "Did you fuck any of the Scottish girls?" This made Gloria and Amy laugh. Mandy could, with great regularity, be counted upon to do or say something outrageous and still sound innocent. It was a unique quality that never failed to impress. "Well, honey," Jim replied, "Yes, I did fuck one girl while I was there. Her name was Maisie Carlisle and she worked as a waitress in a pub. She had long, wavy red hair and lots of freckles." "Was she pretty?" Mandy asked. "Yes, she was dear. And she gave great head!" This set both girls to giggling. "I'm looking forward to fucking Hannah. She sounds so nice, Daddy. We really like her, don't we Amy?" Mandy said. Amy leaned over and hugged her sister. "Yeah, we do. We want her to come home with us." "All right, you two," Gloria interjected. "Don't get carried away with this 'rescue' thing. Hannah has a home and a mom and a step-dad. From what you said, she's doing well, now. We're just visitors; don't forget that." "Oh ... okay, Mom," Mandy said, a bit crestfallen. "Of course, if she's as experienced as you say, maybe we could have her visit us sometime," Gloria said as she winked at the girls. "We should definitely give her an audition this weekend; and maybe help her out in the process." "Great! Thanks, Mom." Mandy said, smiling. "That would be awesome!" Amy commented. Michelle turned over to face Dan. "What do you think they'll be like, luv? The whole family, I mean." Dan opened his eyes in the dim light of their bedroom. It was 11:00 PM and they had just gone to bed for the night. They often had Hannah sleep with them, the easier for Dan, and now Michelle, to molest and rape the child. She was so precious! Just like a little doll. "Well," Dan answered, "they're a lot like us, apparently. Hannah said the girls, 11 year old Mandy and 12 year old Amy, are sexual with their parents and a lot of other people as well. I must say, it's been interesting to see Hannah so excited about them coming to visit. She's mostly so gloomy." "Yes," Michelle mused. "I thought the change of scene would turn her around; help her a bit, you know. I thought just getting her away from Sean and the others ... and having her be just with those who love her ... would do the trick; but it hasn't." Michelle almost absently stroked Dan's chest in a gesture at once both affectionate and provocative. She would work her way down to his cock in a moment. The move away from Sean and to Dan was perfect for Michelle. Life with Sean had her doubting her attractiveness. She felt less and less like a woman and more like an abstraction: mother of the child. Dan was horny for her, which gave her back her sense of herself as a sensual creature. She dressed better and more attractively for Dan than she did for Sean. It was true that Dan got close to her for the same reason that Sean did: to gain access to her nubile pre-teen daughter, Hannah. The child certainly was beautiful. Michelle reached down to grasp Dan's penis, which hardened at her touch. She could still excite him, she thought, gratefully. "Yes," said Dan, "I'm surprised, too. My hope is that the week's activities will bring Hannah to life. That should be good for everyone, yeah?" Dan sat up and took off his pajamas. Michelle doffed her nightgown, revealing her ripe, pendulous breasts and the triangle of pubic hair between her sturdy legs. With her long brunette hair and slightly chunky figure, Michelle was built for sex. Whenever Dan mounted her in the missionary position he delighted to see her charms. Michelle, who gave great head, began to fellate her husband. She gave long, deep strokes with her mouth and hand, preparing the organ for entry into either her fanny or her bum. She knew he did not prefer to cum in her mouth. Dan seemed to only like cumming from Hannah's blowjobs. There was something magical, he said to himself, about seeing a pretty 10 year old girl with semen running down her chin. Michelle's oral performances were merely a prelude to fucking her pussy, arse, or tits. "Michelle," Dan said to his wife, "would get on your hands and knees?" "Oh, Dan," she replied, "can you take me from on top; I don't think I'm as clean back there as I should be." "All right, darling," Dan said sweetly as he moved between her legs. "Let's do you from the front then shall we?" He placed his cockhead at her entrance and pushed slowly and steadily in her wet cunt. "Ahh ..." she purred, "that's it, luv; drill it ... drill me!" She hoped he was not thinking about Hannah now, that he really did desire her for herself that she wasn't just a member of the second eleven, to use a sporting metaphor. "Umm," Dan grunted has he plowed her furry nether region. Michelle was hot, no doubt about it, thought Dan. She wasn't Hannah, but she was good. Wouldn't do wear the pretty little girl out, he said to himself whenever he serviced his wife, and it made Michelle feel good whenever he fucked her. He did need to keep her happy, after all, if he was to continue to have the little girl at his disposal. "Ohhh ... Dan; that feels so good!" Dan's prick pushed open her pussy lips and drove deep inside the woman's sex, banging his pubic bone against her soft, enticing flesh. He moved quickly now, a sign that he was close to orgasm. Dear God, Michelle prayed, let him keep his eyes open and on me as he cums ... please! "Oh," he groaned; "I'm cumming!" Dan arched his back, tilted his head, and closed his eyes as he shot a load of semen into his wife's quim. Hannah! he thought as he climaxed. Michelle gazed up at him and allowed herself a surreptitious frown before her husband opened his eyes. Ah, well, she thought, disappointed; it's still good and he can't fuck her all the time. He still needs me sometimes. Dan collapsed atop his buxom wife and breathing hard, said to her, "Darling, that was wonderful!" And he meant it. In the complicated dance that was their sexual lives, Dan could fantasize about the child and still enjoy her mother's warmth, softness, and wetness. Michelle was a good lay; that was certain ... for a woman, that is. It wasn't like fucking the small, tight vagina of the 10 year old girl of his dreams. Michelle hugged him and pretended for a moment that he really did want to cum inside her. In the double bed in her room, Hannah lay on her back and let the fingers of her right hand stray down to the warm, secret place between her legs. The object of so many men's desire, including her step-father, (as well as other parts of her immature external anatomy), her little pussy was lately a source of masturbatory pleasure for the child herself. When she diddled herself, she didn't think of Dan, or Justin Bieber, or even Cristiano Renaldo. No, the child thought about her cousin, Mandy Cooper, from America; the girl to whom she was attracted. Sweet, loving, caring Mandy! Hannah had corresponded with her for more than four months and now she was going to see her tomorrow. Tomorrow! Oh, Mandy! she thought, I want you! Her fingers pushed in and out of her little slit, brushing her clitoris on the way. She was in the habit of looking at Mandy's picture when she wanted to climax hardest. She was almost there. She moved her little fingers rapidly, now, as she thought about having sex with her cousin. Oh, Mandy, she cried softly. Oh! Oh! Ohhhh! Her little hips bucked, lifting her sweet pre-teen tush off the bed an inch or so. She squeezed her legs together and rolled around on the bed for another 30 seconds or so before she lay still on her back with her eyes closed. She was breathing hard and her heart was beating rapidly in her chest as she slowly came down from her orgasm. Hannah put her wet fingers to her nose, closed her eyes, and wondered if this was what Mandy smelt like. "Ladies and gentlemen: on behalf of your captain, co-pilot, and our entire Virgin Atlantic crew, we'd like to welcome you to Glasgow. The local time is 7:16 AM." Mandy and Amy had rather slowly and reluctantly roused themselves about an hour earlier but were now fully awake and alert. They were in Scotland! This was their first overseas trip together. Amy had traveled to Europe with her parents a few years before. Until she visited her lover, Jackie, in New York City, Mandy hadn't gone farther away from her home in North Carolina than Nashville, Tennessee. During the short flight from Glasgow to the grassy airstrip in Gigha, Mandy and Amy whispered to each other back and forth occasionally giggling. Jim took Gloria's hand and kissed it. She snuggled up close to him. After they had made arrangements to visit Scotland, Hannah had e-mailed photos of Dan and Michelle so everyone knew who everyone was and what he or she looked like. The four of them were thinking about what awaited them upon landing. Mandy, of course, was thinking about Hannah and how much she wanted to French kiss her to start and then work her way up to whatever Hannah was open to doing. She and Amy had formulated a strategy not just for the initial contact but for their whole stay. Amy was going for Dan immediately. She thought slipping him some tongue in an "innocent" kiss "Hello!" would get his attention. Once focused on Amy, the pretty blonde would make sure he was solely attentive to her. Offering her mouth, pussy and asshole to Dan for his pleasure ought to keep him busy enough to allow Mandy enough time with Hannah, initially, and Michelle later in the week, to make the necessary impression. Gloria and Jim were going to "double team" Michelle. They had guessed, correctly, that Dan had used Michelle to get to Hannah. Together, the married couple would bring Michelle to "center stage" in a way that she was not with her husband. Gloria and her husband agreed that Michelle was likely a latent talent, one that Dan had not fully explored. Jim and his wife would teach Michelle something about herself over the weekend. It was presumed that Mandy and Amy would do the rest. Jim and Gloria would be returning the following Friday evening and so would have another shot at their British hosts before they flew back to America on Sunday. "Look! Is that them?" Amy cried as the small craft approached touchdown at Gigha. There were three people standing about the middle of the landing strip at its edge. As they got rapidly closer, Mandy confirmed Amy's observation. "Yeah, it's them!" Oh, wow! Mandy said to herself; Hannah! It was a sunny day with temperatures in the high 60s F/20^(0) C. The island was usually sunnier and warmer than the rest of Scotland. Scanning the horizon in anticipation, Hannah started jumping up and down when she saw the airplane bank low against the blue sky with the few white, fleecy clouds in the background. "Oh, it's them! They're right on time!" she exclaimed. Dan and Michelle looked at each other with raised eyebrows. They had not seen the normally taciturn child this excited. Mandy was clearly doing something for Hannah that no one else had been able to do. The Dunham family spilled out of the small, cramped airplane onto the grass landing strip with their entire luggage. Dan, Michelle, and the lovely Hannah were there to greet them. Hannah looked fetching in pleated wool blue plaid skirt and brick red turtle neck jumper. In deference to the cool weather, she wore her favorite sky blue knee socks. Her long brunette hair was gathered in a pony tail that fell to one side down her front instead of straight back. She wore her favorite silver earrings and a matching silver chain around her neck. Dan and the buxom Michelle wore matching light khaki jackets with hoods. Michelle wore jeans, loafers, and pale yellow buttoned blouse, her handbag slung over her shoulder. She was a bit nervous over the new arrivals. She wanted to make a good impression on them for Dan's and Hannah's sakes. Dan wore a light slate blue crew neck sweater over a white button-down shirt and grey slacks. He was eager to assess the charms of both the brunette Mandy and her blonde sister, Amy. Gloria's obvious sensuality surprised him. He expected an American version of his wife but saw a woman who flaunted her sexuality with an aggressiveness that was beyond his experience. He started to get hard looking at her. Overjoyed, Mandy and Hannah rushed together and embraced. Hannah closed her eyes and whispered, "Oh, Mandy! I'm so very happy to see you!" Mandy smiled and kissed Hannah's cheek. She let her hand stray down Hannah's back to her bottom, pulling her close. "Hannah ... Hannah, it feels so good to hold you!" Mandy stepped back as Amy ran up to Hannah. "Hannah!" Amy hugged the pretty brunette and kissed her cheek. "It's so nice to see you at last!" Hannah smiled and said, "Oh, Amy; thank you for coming to visit me! It's so wonderful to see you!" Jim and Dan shook hands and smiled as they greeted each other. "Did you have a pleasant flight, Jim?" Dan inquired politely. "Yeah, it was great; very comfortable. Dan, let me introduce my wife, Gloria, Mandy's mom." Gloria, exuding her usual sexiness, took Dan's hand and noticed that he first looked as her chest before looking her in the eyes and saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Gloria." For a moment, he could think of nothing else to say that would be polite. Asking if he could eat her pussy there on the landing strip, he thought, would not have been good form. Recovering, Dan said, "Gloria, Jim; this is my wife, Michelle, Hannah's mum." Michelle smiled pleasantly and greeted their new friends. "Hullo! It's so nice to meet you at last." A bit stunned by the resemblance between Hannah's father and his sister, Michelle blurted out, "Gloria, you look just like Harold!" Becoming emotional, Michelle turned red with embarrassment. She was seeing her late lover's family in the presence of her husband and it made her tear up as well as feel uncomfortable. Observing her discomfort, Gloria sought to put her at ease. "Yes, we did look a lot alike; a lot like our mother. My sister, Hope, looks more like my father." Gloria hugged her and whispered, "It's okay, Michelle; you're bound to feel something seeing us here, now." Michelle started to cry. Dan stepped over to put his arm around her. "Thank you, Gloria. That's so kind ... so kind. I'm sorry ... it's been over ten years since ..." Jim also helped fill the breach by introducing himself. He hugged the woman and kissed her cheek. "Michelle; it's so nice to meet you." Michelle recovered to say through her tears, "Oh, Jim; it's nice to meet you, too. I'm so sorry everyone; I don't know what's come over me." Michelle heard a little girl voice behind her. "It's okay, Aunt Michelle." She turned to see the pretty brunette who was holding her daughter's hand. "Mandy!" she said as she turned to embrace her little niece. Mandy and Michelle hugged each other tightly. "I'm so happy to meet you, Aunt Michelle! You're even more beautiful than your picture!" Michelle smiled and they all laughed at the girl's statement, which had put everyone there at ease. She turned her attention to Dan. She stepped up to him and hugged him. "Hi, Uncle Dan!" Surprised to think of himself as an uncle, Dan was clearly pleased. He chastely hugged the eleven year old American girl. "Mandy, my dear; it's nice to meet you." They separated as Amy stepped up to greet Dan. "You must be Amy, then?" Dan said. Amy smiled and nodded her head. "Hello, Dan!" Amy said brightly. As they embraced instead of kissing him on the cheek, Amy pressed her lips to his and, to his astonishment, let her tongue touch his lips. "Mmm ..." she muttered and surreptitiously passed her hand over his crotch, feeling his hardening cock. She just as quickly stepped back before anyone, other than Dan, was the wiser. "Hi, Michelle!" Amy exclaimed, moving on and distracting attention from her "moment" with Dan. Since he'd secured the affections of Michelle, if not wholeheartedly Hannah, Dan hadn't thought about sex with any other little girl. Now, Amy's provocative greeting made him wonder what it would be like to be sucked off by the vivacious little 12 year old. Dan gathered everyone into his spacious Range Rover for the short ride to the house. "Oh, Hannah; your room is so nice!" Mandy was looking around her cousin's bedroom. It had a double bed, a desk on which Hannah kept her personal computer, a chair for the desk, and the little girl's dresser, on which she kept her stuffed animal collection. The walls were painted a light blue with white on the door, door frame, windows, and window frame. She had a natural wood wicker chair with dark blue cushion and back pad. The floors were bleached wood upon which there were two throw rugs. The room was airy and well lighted. Hannah smiled at her cousin. "I'm glad you like it," she said softly. "Did you see your picture?" She pointed to the space above her headboard. Hannah had pinned the family photo that Mandy sent in her first letter to her wall. She had also downloaded and printed the photo of Mandy and Amy going to school and the photo of Jackie that Mandy had sent through e-mail as well as several pictures of Snowball, the cat. Mandy laughed delightedly. She thought it sweet of her cousin to festoon the room with the images she had sent. She turned to face Hannah and taking her hands said, "Oh, Hannah! I'm so happy to see you!" The American girl stepped forward and hugged her 10 year old British cousin. Hannah closed her eyes and squeezed Mandy tightly. They were alone and Mandy being one never to miss an opportunity for sex, pressed her lips to Hannah's and thrust her tongue into the little girl's mouth. "Mmm ..." Hannah sighed as the two pre-teen cousins touched tongues. The sexually precocious Mandy reached underneath Hannah's skirt and caressed the girl's bottom. She slipped her fingers inside Hannah's knickers and ran them up and down the warm space between her little girl buttocks. Whenever Sean or the other men, who had so thoughtlessly grabbed at her, reached into her clothes to touch her soft skin, Hannah had tensed both inwardly and outwardly. With Mandy it was different. Hannah had hoped her American cousin would stroke and pet her. Oh, how much I've wanted to feel your caresses! she thought as Mandy gently touched a fingertip to Hannah's anus, working it up and down and around the puckered flesh. Hannah broke from Mandy's embrace to skip to her bedroom door and close it. Turning to face the eleven year old, Hannah said, boldly, "Mandy, would you undress and lie down with me?" Mandy smiled as she replied, "Oh, Hannah! I can't wait to see you naked ... and to taste you!" Hannah giggled as she stripped. She kicked off her shoes and pulled off her knee socks. She undid the clasp of her plaid skirt and unzipped it, letting it fall to the floor. Using a two-handed motion, she lifted her red jumper over her head and tossed it onto the floor. She stood for a moment in her white knickers with the black polka dots. She smiled at Mandy as she pulled them down to her ankles. Hannah was extraordinarily beautiful for a little girl. She had a mature looking face for a 10 year old, framed by lustrous dark brown hair. Her chest was still flat; no evidence yet of the tit bud swellings that were likely just months away. She was slim with a prominent slit between her hairless labia. Mandy, meanwhile, unzipped her khaki pants and laid them on the wicker chair. She quickly doffed her blue and gold rugby shirt, revealing a chest only slightly more mature than Hannah's. Mandy's tits were starting to show though her pussy was still bare. Hannah watched in fascination as Mandy removed her white cotton panties. Hannah was drawn to Mandy's pussy, unable to take her eyes off it. Mandy obligingly pirouetted daintily, displaying the prowess she had developed in her dance training. Bending over, she thrust her buttocks at Hannah, displaying her puffy pudendum and dark, wrinkled asshole nestled between her creamy butt cheeks. Hannah squealed in delight. "Ooh! Mandy! You look so ... so ... good!" not yet having the vocabulary for girl-girl sexuality. Mandy laughed. She stepped forward and surprised Hannah by picking up the little girl's knickers and lifting them to her face. Mandy demonstratively and theatrically inhaled deeply the scent of the 10 year old's sex. "Mmm ... ahhh!" she exclaimed. "Your pussy smells good enough to eat! Can I keep these?" "Oh, yes; of course," Hannah said as she giggled and blushed. Dan, Michelle, Jim, Gloria, and Amy were chatting in the living room when someone asked where Mandy and Hannah had gotten off to. "I overheard Mandy asking Hannah to show her her bedroom," Gloria said. Amy smirked and giggled knowingly. The adults raised eyebrows. Gloria turned to Michelle and asked, "Michelle, would you show us the rest of the house?" She then turned to Jim's 12 year old daughter and said, "Amy, why don't you visit here with Dan. I'm sure he'd like to hear all about your trip." Amy smiled broadly and said, "Sure, Gloria ..." and turning to Dan, "if that's okay with you, Dan." Relegated to spectating, Dan mumbled his assent. Amy moved next to Dan on the sofa as Michelle led Gloria and Jim upstairs. "And up here is the guest bedroom ..." as their voices faded, Amy turned to Dan and said, "Do you think I'm pretty?" A bit taken aback by the girl's abruptness, Dan regained enough composure to reply, "Er ... why, yes, Amy; I think you're very pretty." "Do you like blondes?" "Uh ... yes, sure ... I guess ... yes." Usually so masterful with the demure Hannah, Dan was unprepared for the forwardness of Amy and Mandy ... something upon which the girls counted. "I'm a real blonde," she said jumping up and unzipping her pants. "Here: I'll show you!" Dan was speechless watching the little girl drop first her jeans and then her panties. Facing Dan and looking down at her crotch she said, "See?" Amy smiled and looked Dan in the eye. He returned the gaze and then glancing nervously toward the stairs, stood up. Amy gently pushed him back down into a sitting position on the couch. "They won't be coming down anytime soon. My dad and Gloria are going to fuck Michelle. They're going to fuck her good." Then cocking her head to the side, she asked, "Is that okay?" "Um ... yeah ... I guess so ... but ..." "And I thought we could fuck right here!" she said coolly. Amy proceeded to take off her sweater and her T-shirt. Kicking off her jeans and knickers, she stood before Dan wearing only her training bra. She turned around, sat down on Dan's lap facing away from him, and said over her shoulder, "Could you help me with this?" Hesitating only a moment, Dan reached up to undo the clasp. My, my, he thought in classic understatement, this young girl is very aggressive! But delightfully so! Michelle stood by the window in the guest room, still describing the house to Jim and Gloria. She intended to turn to face her American visitors when she felt a hand on her butt and someone running his fingers through her hair. Not knowing what she would say, she nevertheless spun around expecting to see Jim immediately behind her; but it was Gloria! Gloria put her hand into Michelle's pants and pulled the woman toward her. "You're so hot, Michelle! Isn't she, Jim?" Her husband stood just behind Gloria peering (or was it leering?) at the Englishwoman, who was speechless. Gloria took control of the situation as was her wont. She pressed her lips to Michelle's and pushed her tongue into her mouth. Michelle's eyes opened very wide indeed but she did not pull away. Gloria started to unzip Michelle's pants while Jim started to do the same for his obviously randy wife. As Gloria stepped out of her slacks, Michelle saw that she was wearing a purple thong. As Jim lifted off her sweater, Michelle saw the matching bra. Gloria encircled Michelle with her arms and pressed her big tits into Michelle's own quite generous bosom. She whispered into Michelle's ear, "Why don't we just get rid of these?" as she pulled Michelle's light blue cotton knickers down to her feet. She obediently stepped out of them and Gloria immediately pressed her face into the woman's musky crotch. Jim, meanwhile, stepped around behind Michelle and proceeded to unbutton her blouse and unhook her front-clasped brassiere. Her large breasts poured out of the undergarment and hung like two ripe melons on her chest. Jim massaged them with both hands from behind as Gloria tried to push her face up and into Michelle's furry snatch. Ever the helpmate, Jim came around to undo Gloria's bra, revealing her large breasts. "Let's get onto the bed!" blurted Michelle. "We can be more comfy there ... I think." After the initial shock of their effrontery wore off, Michelle realized she rather liked the role of sex object. At least these two want me for myself and not for my daughter, she said to herself. Michelle positioned herself in the middle of the queen sized bed and opened her legs. Gloria dived between them and began lapping at the dark haired woman's sex. Michelle was not beautiful but she was attractive and exuded a warm and exciting sensuality. She sighed as Gloria ate her out, kissing her hirsute vulva and licking up and down her thin labia. Jim meanwhile took off his clothes, exposing to Michelle an erect penis of considerable size. Dan's cock was not small but Jim's was fully nine inches long and quite thick. Michelle's first thought was, he must keep Gloria very happy! Which was true; but now he also was turning that marvelous tool to fixing Michelle's sexual problems. Jim got on the bed and knelt down next to Michelle's head. She turned and took the cock into her mouth without being asked. My god! She thought; I've never sucked anything this big! Jim ran his fingers through Michelle's hair as she sucked and stroked his erection. He was considering what Michelle would look like with a cum-splattered face. "Oh, Gloria," Michelle moaned, briefly ceasing to perform fellatio on the well-endowed Jim. "That's marvelous!" Gloria never lifted her head or even acknowledged that she heard the woman. She was fully concentrated on cunnilingus and almost nothing could distract her. She inserted a finger into Michelle's very wet pussy, searching for her G-spot. Gloria suddenly stopped her cunt lapping and, inserting her middle two fingers into Michelle's quim, began to lift and shake her female lover to orgasm. "Oh! Oh! Ohhh!" Michelle screamed as she climaxed. Jim, excited by his slut wife's exertions on Michelle's behalf felt obliged to make an effort of his own and so jacked himself off into Michelle's face. The first load hit her right cheek. The second milky splat landed over her right eye and the bridge of her nose. The third shot of cream flew into her open mouth. Michelle savored the taste of the semen meant fully for her and let it ooze out of her mouth and down her chin. Lifting her face from Michelle's sopping cunt, Gloria looked up and smiled at their cum-smeared, panting hostess. Hannah lay on the bed as her cousin, Mandy, gently caressed her. Mandy was working her way up and down the attractive ten year old's body; kissing, licking, and sucking as she went. Mandy wanted Hannah to feel the warmth and tenderness of girl-girl love, especially after the abuse she had suffered at the hands of her mother's ex-boyfriend and his mates. Mandy parted Hannah's thighs to cover her vulva with the palm of her hand. She felt the girl's heat and moisture. Hannah lifted her hips slightly to meet the soft, loving pressure. She squirmed as Mandy inserted her middle finger into her vagina and moved it slowly in and out. "Mandy," Hannah said softly, "that's divine! Oh, how good you make me feel!" Mandy paused for a moment and smiled at her friend. "Hannah, you're so precious! I've never seen a little girl as beautiful as you are." Mandy positioned herself between the little brunette's legs and placed her mouth over the child's clitoris. Hannah gasped! "Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Mandy! Mandy! Oh, Mandy!" Mandy lay flat on her stomach and moved her hands up and down Hannah's thighs and over her belly as she performed oral sex on the little girl. Hannah was not used to such care and consideration. Most of her sex life consisted of using her hands, her mouth, her pussy, and her asshole for the pleasure of adults. Having a girl her own age make love to her, softy, gently, was unlike anything she could ever have imagined. Mandy stuffed her tongue as far into Hannah's immature cunt as she could. She was enjoying the sweetness of her cousin's sex, its seashell scent, and its vague saltiness. She wanted very much to show Hannah how much she was loved and how wonderful sex with a girl could be. She got a sense from Hannah's reaction that she was succeeding. The insistent but loving attention Mandy's tongue was paying to the pre-teen's "love button" was having an effect. Hannah was going to cum for the first time with another person! Closing her eyes, opening her mouth, and arching her back, Hannah gave herself over to the sublime pleasure of orgasm with Mandy. As Mandy covered the top of Hannah's vulva with her mouth, rapidly flicking her tongue over the little girl's clitoris, Hannah exploded into an intense climax. "Uhh ... uhh ... uhhhh ... oh ... oh ... oh ... ahhhh!" As Hannah began to come down from her orgasm, Mandy made her way up the bed to lie next to her. Mandy had made love to many girls and women. She'd been fucked by countless men and so was quite experienced. All that sex, however, had not jaded the pretty little eleven year old. She was thoroughly charmed by Hannah's innocence and felt an almost overwhelming tenderness for the beautiful child. Knowing of the rape and molestation, and, indeed even injury, that Hannah had suffered made Mandy's heart go out to her. There was also Mandy's own history of abuse at the hands of her criminal father and his nefarious associates that made her feel a kind of sisterhood with Hannah, a bond that they shared. Mandy smiled as she kissed Hannah's lovely face all over. The girl's eyes were still closed and she hadn't quite returned to her senses when she said, "Mandy! That was ... was ... super!" which made both girls start to giggle. Mandy put her arms around Hannah and held her close, cheek to cheek. Their proximity was such that Hannah smelled her pussy juices on Mandy's lips and chin. Hannah snuggled up close to her cousin. "Mandy, can you teach me to do that for you?" she asked. Mandy squeezed Hannah tight and said, "Yes, Hannah; I would love to!" "Uhn ... uhn ... uhn ... uhn..." Amy grunted slightly with each bounce on Dan's lap as his cock thrust upward into the twelve year old's vagina. Dan was in ecstasy! He loved fucking Hannah and did so with tenderness, which he felt in abundance for the sweet, pretty, and generally taciturn child. Sex with Amy was nothing like that! This little girl took charge of the sexual encounter to the extent that it was unclear as to who was fucking whom! He felt free to ravish Amy in a way he would never with the vulnerable and somewhat delicate Hannah. "Oh ... yeah ... fuck ... my ... cunt!" Amy chanted in rhythm to the screwing she was receiving from (administering to?) the horny and somewhat helpless Dan. After he had unclasped the adolescent's bra, the girl immediately started undressing him. Once naked, he barely had time to adjust to seeing her nude when she knelt in front of him and began expertly sucking his cock. Knowing how to bring a man right to the edge of orgasm, but holding him back so as to continue their erotic engagement, served the randy American preteen beauty well. She stopped her expert performance of fellatio (Dan made a mental note to have Amy instruct both Hannah and Michelle) and quickly sat on his engorged penis, facing him and placing her hands on his shoulders was she rode him up and down like a merry-go-round pony! "Arghh ... Amy! I'm cumming!" Unable to hold back, Dan shot copious amounts of his semen into the womb of the slim, blonde minx from America. Helping him along, Amy stopped her bouncing and started to move her hips in a circular motion, the better to extract the maximum amount of cum from her adult lover's cock. She paused a moment to wonder how Mandy and Hannah were doing. Although her "assignment" was to distract Dan by fucking him while Mandy bonded sexually with Hannah, Amy was looking forward to her own session with the gorgeous little ten year old. After her intense seduction of Dan, she felt she had earned it. In the living room, the guest room, and Hannah's bedroom, the lovers lay in various positions of repose, catching their collective breath, literally and figuratively, as they considered how far they had come in so little time. Mandy, Amy, and Gloria had reason to be pleased with the initial results of their planned insinuation into the desires and affections of their hosts. Mandy was intent on "rescuing" Hannah, as she termed it. She wanted to give her pleasure, to bring joy into her young life. Mandy knew what it was like to be hurt. That Hannah had been hurt caused Mandy pain. Amy loved Mandy and was happy to help. Amy admired Hannah's bravery and felt as Mandy did about her. She also liked girls and wanted to fuck Hannah for her own sake, albeit tenderly and with affection. Gloria simply loved pussy and cock in equal measure. She was also a voyeur, enjoying the performance of her girls with both men and women. She wanted to watch Jim fucking Michelle and, she hoped, maybe even the diminutive Hannah, if her young pussy could take it. Mandy told her the girl was used to doing anal with adults. She intended to have her own anal sex session with Dan, the better to divert his focus away from his ten year old treasure. Gloria's intention was that Hannah should be in the special, loving care of her daughter Mandy for the entire week. |