| Barbie and Cheryl, Chapter 3 The dynamics of our relationship had now changed dramatically from my perspective. Both Cheryl and I were now back in school after the summer vacation. More significant, however, was the fact Cheryl had completed her ballet lessons which meant Angela and I did not have the hour or more alone each Saturday morning to which we had become accustomed. Angela and I were as hot for one another as ever but now we omly had fleeting moments to "play" when Cheryl was not present. Complicating the situation still further was that I was hot for seven year old Cheryl and she kept giving me looks that suggested she would be receptive to any advances I might make. Adding a further dimension was that Cheryl had no idea that her mother and I were lovers and Angela was equally unaware that I had recently introduced her daughter to lesbian sex. I guess the situation was frustrating for all three of us. Most of my intimate activity with Angela was now confined to the short car rides to and from her apartment. Usually she would briefly park in a relatively secluded spot and after a few French kisses and feeling each other up we would finger fuck each other until we both got off. Other than that our only opportunities for privacy were when Cheryl was engrossed in a TV show or was talking to a friend on the phone. On these occasions Angela would quietly slip into her bedroom and I would follow closely behind. These sessions were of short duration but were helped somewhat by the fact neither of us wore panties on Saturday mornings. Then about three weeks into the new school year something unexpected happened. Angela had picked me up as usual just after 10:00 a.m. I was extremely horny that day and had my hand under Angela's skirt within seconds. It was immediately obvious that she was as hot as me because her pussy was very wet as my middle finger easily penetrated her hot slit. "You're reaaly fucking hot today Mommy" I said. "God yes Baby Doll, Mommy wants her tongue in your sweet little cunny so badly" she responded. "Maybe what we can do is this. I will tell Cheryl I am taking you to the mall rather than back home which will take more time and we can park in a place I know where we will be very private and secure" she explained. I readily agreed to this proposal as I brought my juice covered finger up to her face to first sniff and then lick. When we arrived at the apartment and I looked at Cheryl, my mind regressed to the time I had had my hand inside her little nylon panties and and was running my finger gently up and down the soft, smooth skin of her hairless slit. I could feel the juices begin to well up in my own cunt. I wished I could just find a sanctuary where I could masturbate and relieve the tension. The quiet was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the phone ringing. I didn't pay much attention until I overheard Angela tell the caller she would be there as soon as possible. After hanging up the receiver she explained to Cheryl and me that her best friend Mary's car had stalled and that the problem appeared to be a dead battery. Angela was going to drive to where Mary was stalled, drive her to a service station and arrange for a tow truck to tow her car back to the service station where a new battery would be installed. Angela advised us that it would take at least an hour to complete the mission and asked if we would like to come along with her. I immediately rcognized this unexpected development as an opportunity to finally have some time alone with Cheryl and said I would rather stay at the apartment and watch TV. I sensed that Cheryl also recognized this as an opportunity for she and I to be alone because she said she would also like to stay at home and watch TV with me. Angela seemed focused on her commitment to help her friend Mary and that it was okay for us to stay at home. She said she would bring a pizza back for our lunch. Two minutes later I was alone with Cheryl. I knew what little Cheryl was expecting and wanting. I wanted the same thing but decided to have a bit of perverse fun first. She looked at me pleadingly; anxiously awaiting a reassuring comment from me. "What TV show do you want to watch sweetie?" I asked her. The look on her face was as revealing as anything she might have said. The poor kid looked devastated. I could see a tear forming in both of her eyes. I knew I was being a cruel little bitch and decided it was time to take advantage of the situation. "If you don't want to watch TV, is there something else you would rather do?" I asked. After a long pause she said, "can we.......you know Barbie" she responded. "You will have to tell me what it is you want sweetie' I said. There was another long pause while she worked up the courage to respond. Finally she blurted out, "Do you want me to show you my panties again? she asked. Now the genie was out of the bottle, so to speak. "You mean like before when your mommy was not here" I asked her. "Yes, please Barbie, please can we do that again" "Have you told anybody about our little secret?" I asked. "No Barbie, remember I promised not to tell anyone and I always keep my promises" she reassured me. I believed her. I told her to go to the bedroom, take off her Tshirt and shorts and come back to the living room with just her panties on. There was no hesitation on her part and in less than a minute she reappeared dressed only in a pair of panties. Not just any panties but the same pair she had worn when I first seduced her. I smiled knowingly. *the next and final chapter of this story will be posted soon.
Hope you are enjoying my adventures as a preteen. |