Creamy Tart, Part 2

by cs.unwin

Warning: This story contains adult content. If such material offends you or if your under 21 please stop reading.

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This story starts when I was 11, the year I became sexually active and started having sex with older girls and women. Why women? At that point several boys my age or older had touched my pussy and let me feel their hard little boners, but I was more interested in pussies. I am not sure why. Whenever I had the opportunity I would look at and touch the pussies of girls my own age, but theirs were not very different from my own pussy. They were just as small and hairless and like a little girl's as mine. I knew that older girls and women grew hair between their legs and that there were other changes, and I wanted to find out exactly what they were. My first chance came with my babysitter Sandra.

Sandra was 17 and in her second last year of high school. She began to babysit me when my parents started a course on 'Relationships', which was held two nights a week over a period of several months. Sandra was not the most popular girl in school. She was pretty enough but she was overweight and her boobs were quite small. I don't think she had many friends or a boyfriend. She was very sweet and was always nice to me. I wanted her to show me her pussy, but I was too shy to ask. So I made a plan.

One night when Sandra was babysitting me, I took a bath, combed my hair, and put on my shortest nighty without panties. I went downstairs to the living room to where Sandra was watching TV and fetched a small mat from behind the couch. I then began doing some warm-up gymnastic exercises in the middle of the room. Sandra kept watching TV but glanced in my direction every now and then.

After warming-up I chose to perform a ballet exercise in which I stood on one leg and lifted the other so that my ankle was almost touching my ear. As I had expected, my nighty slid up around my waist and my 11 year old hairless pussy was quite open and visible, and pointed directly in my babysitter's direction. Sandra glanced my way and did a fast double-take. I could see the surprise on her face. She quickly looked away but as I held my position for about a minute, I noticed she kept peeking at my naked young pussy. I repeated the position with my other leg. Sandra kept stealing glances at me but pretended to watch the TV.

Next I went into a number of front and back splits. Sandra kept peeking. The last exercise I did is called a reverse snail position. This is where you lie on your back, use your shoulders and arms for support and raise your legs over your head in a V-shape, perpendicular to the floor. It's a really difficult position but I am a pretty good gymnast. The effect was that my bare legs were splayed open and my pussy was pointed right at Sandra. I kept this position for as long as possible. Sandra kept looking and began crossing her legs and wriggling in her seat.

I stood up, put the mat away and went over to Sandra. I straddled her leg and said to her:

"Sandra, I am so bored. Aren't you going to play with me. Play with me Sandra! Please..."

Sandra was wearing a dress and no tights so her leg was bare. My legs were on either side of hers' and my little pussy was pressed firmly against her thigh. I complained again how bored I was and bounced on her leg a few times and slid back and forth. Rubbing my pussy against her warm leg felt really good.

"Please don't do that Chloe, it doesn't feel comfortable," Sandra said to me in a pleading voice, but which lacked conviction. I knew I was having an effect on her.

"OK, I'll stop," I said, and I threw myself on the couch, on top of her, my back on her lap. My nighty had ridden up and my young thighs and privates were on display for her. I looked up into her eyes. She was no longer watching TV. Her attention was all on me now.

"Sandra, I saw you looking at my kitty while I was exercising. Do you think it is pretty? Would you like to touch it?" I asked her.

I took her hand in mine and used it to rub my naked little gash. Sandra tried to pull away but I held her tight.

"Please Sandra can you rub me? It feels so good when you do it," I said to her.

"No Chloe, this isn't right," she said to me, trying to move her hand away from me.

"I saw you looking at me Sandra. Why were you looking if you don't like it?"

I put my head against her boob, and began nuzzling her with my lips. That was the turning point, and I am sure that she had become as randy as I was. Sandra moaned softly and her fingers caressed my little 11 year old pussy without my help. Step one accomplished, but I really wanted to know what her pussy looked like.

I knelt on the floor and pushed up her skirt. She was wearing plain blue bikini style briefs. I couldn't see if she had any hair so I began to tug at her panties to pull them off. Sandra lifted her bottom and as I pulled them down to her feet. I could now see she had a small patch of blonde hair cresting her vulva. It did not cover her pussy lips which were as smooth and pink as my own.

I reached out and began to stroke her just like when I play with myself. Sandra moaned. She did not want me touching her but she was powerless to stop. I could smell her pussy from where I was kneeling. I could see the wetness gleaming on her lips and I really wanted to taste her. I had tasted my own pussy when I was rubbing myself and I really liked tasting my finger after I had put it into my cunt. I really wanted to know what another pussy tasted like, so I took a chance and put my mouth on her.

"No please Chloe, don't do that. I'm not clean. Please, you musn't!" Sandra cried out.

But her actions told a different story. Her hands gripped my hair and pulled my head more tightly into her crotch. You couldn't have dragged me away by because I had tasted her and I wanted more. I loved her taste; it was a lot like the tast of my own pussy, but stronger and sweatier. It also tasted a bit like she smelt. I used my tongue to try to suck up every last drop, even pushed my tongue into her cunt to get at the juice that coming out of her. Mostly I focused on licking her clit and that quickly gave her a orgasm. I could tell she had cum by her moaning and the way her legs twitched uncontrollably.

When she stopped panting quite so hard, I told her I wanted to see her tits and lick them. Sandra took off her bra for me and I saw her bare breasts for the very first time. They were quite small, but round and lovely. I had been fantasizing about breasts for years and at last I had a real pair in my hands. I clutched her lovely little boobs with my small hands and sucked on her petite pink nipples. While I was doing this, Sandra lost her inhibitions and she pulled off my nighty. She grabbed for where my breasts would be if I actually had any and she rubbed and squeezed my small nipples. Sandra then pushed me onto the couch, put her legs on either side of my chest and started to lick my 11 year old pussy. At the same time she moved her lower body over my head and pushed her own pussy into my face.

I was over the moon to feel her tongue on my privates. I thought of my mother and guessed she would not think what I was doing was very private. 'This is so much better than masturbating' I thought to myself. A tongue is so much better than fingers.

Sandra told me later what we were doing was called '69'. It was a bit hard because I am small and she was taller me. My mouth could only reach her bottom but it smelled OK, and I licked her bum hole. It did not taste dirty and I enjoyed it. I could tell Sandra really liked it too, and she licked my bottom. We had several orgasms together before my parents came home and we had to stop our playing. Sandra told me that what we were doing was called lesbian sex. She had never done it with a girl before either. I looked up 'Lesbian' on the internet and discovered there were many girls who liked lesbian sex. I made up my mind to try to meet some.