The Student Becomes a Teacher

by Donna

It was one o'clock on a pleasant Friday afternoon. Sally walked up to the building and rang the bell for apartment 469, the apartment where her adult friend, Donna, lived. She waited for a few moments, and then she heard a mature woman's voice over the intercom.

"Who is it?" asked the voice.

"Sally," the girl answered timidly.

A buzzer sounded. Sally pushed open the door of the building, walked across the hallway and took the elevator to the fourth floor. On her way up she wondered what her friend would have in store for her this day. When she reached the apartment the door was already partly open.

She entered, closed the door behind her and made her way to the bedroom. Some clothes were laid out on the bed: a short red skirt, a white short sleeve blouse, a pair of white cotton panties, like the ones she used to wear as a child. She smiled; she was familiar with this game. It was one she really enjoyed, making herself look even younger than her thirteen years. She removed her top; her breasts were just budding, and looked white against her lightly tanned skin.

She dropped her scruffy jeans; her legs were slim, like the spindly legs of a young colt. She pulled off her bikini panties, uncovering the pale strip where the sun never reached, pausing for a moment in front of the mirror to admire her slim, firm young body. She turned away from the mirror just enough to see her small buttocks and run a hand down from her hip and around one of the cheeks, enjoying the feeling, even caressing her rosebud lightly.

She put on the new clothes and checked herself in the mirror, pushing back the blond, wavy hair that flowed loosely down to her shoulders. She decided that she looked just right.

She made her way into the living room where Donna, a good-looking woman in her early thirties, dressed only in a silk kimono, was sitting on the sofa, watching a video. Sally wondered why being dressed like a younger girl made her feel so sexy. Was it because it turned her adult friend on so much? She decided it didn't matter and plopped down next to Donna.

On the video, two slim long-legged girls, a little older than herself, were playing with each other's pussies. She watched, fascinated. One of them was blond, with just a fuzz of pubic hair, much like her own. The other had short brown hair and a very mischievous, street-girl kind of look about her. Her pussy was covered with a neat little crop of dark brown pubes. These were two really beautiful young women.

As Sally watched in wonder, Donna's fingers began to stroke Sally's leg just below her skirt, then gently work their way up between her thighs. Her pussy twitched inside her little-girl panties. On the video the blond girl was now down on all fours, knees wide apart, her pussy right over the face of her friend. The girl on the bottom reached up, cupped the other girl's ass cheeks, and pulled her pussy down to cover her face while she began licking and sucking at the inviting, pink, wet flesh.

Sally felt a quiver of excitement. It would be her turn soon. Donna's hand was now right up under Sally's skirt, fingers fondling her through her panties, which had suddenly become damp.

"You're a naughty girl, Sally!" Donna whispered. "Your little cunny is wet already!" Donna's hand slid out from under her skirt. Sally slipped noiselessly off the sofa, kneeling in front of Donna and began to loosen the belt on Donna's kimono. She pulled the silken panels apart to reveal the white thighs and reddish pubic hair that beckoned her as though they were strong magnets.

Sally moistened her lips and kissed her way up between Donna's thighs until she reached the damp nest at the apex. Then she went down on Donna's cunt, licking and sucking at it eagerly. Sally pushed her tongue and lips gradually in farther and farther as Donna gently stroked her hair. She felt Donna's clitoris with the tip of her tongue, and she strummed it rhythmically, her cute, girlish nose burying itself in Donna's pubic hair.

"Okay, you can stop now", Donna said quietly, after letting her body give in to the girl's lingual caresses in a shuddering orgasm.

Sally did as she was told, got to her feet and then knelt down on the couch with her face against the cushions where Donna had been sitting. The cushions were damp with the juices that had overflowed her mouth and Donna's pussy .

Donna knelt behind her, reaching around to pull down Sally's cotton panties. When the panties had been pulled down around Sally's ankles, Donna took them off, pausing to sniff at the girl smell in the crotch panel, and savoring it as though it were a sweet and exotic perfume.

Donna bent down behind Sally, and Sally then felt Donna's fingers stroking the cheeks of her bottom, eventually finding their way into Sally's vaginal slit and running all the way up to the pink button of her anus, pushing into her, her index finger in Sally's pussy and her thumb in Sally's rosebud.

This was wonderful, and it was only the beginning. Donna pulled Sally up onto her lap and kissed her right on the mouth, the two of them sharing the slick sweetness of Donna's pussy juice. Donna's pussy-soaked tongue invaded Sally's mouth and Sally sucked on it eagerly, then let Donna suck on her tongue as well.

When this little love fest was over, Donna told Sally that she had a pleasant surprise for her. It seems she had a friend who wanted to initiate her daughter into lesbian sex, but was not sure how to go about it. They were coming over in a few minutes, and Sally was going to teach little eleven-year-old Britta how to enjoy girl sex.

Sally was overjoyed at this news, since she herself had been wondering how to go about seducing some of her young friends. Donna pulled Sally into the shower and they bathed together, paying special attention to their sensitive private parts.

They had finished drying off, donned matching kimonos, and were enjoying a lemonade together, when the doorbell rang. Donna opened her door to Kendra, her dear friend, and her darling little girl, Britta.

Britta was smaller than Sally, and looked even more "boyish" than the thirteen-year-old. She was also somewhat bashful, and stayed close to her mother as they were ushered into the living room and seated together on the couch. Sally noticed that Britta was dressed the same way she was, but her "little girl" look seemed natural. Donna offered them a lemonade, which they sipped demurely while chit-chatting about the weather and other trivia.

Eventually, Donna said, "Well, we all know why we are here. . .or do you know, Britta?"

Britta nodded her head and put her face into her mother's breast, trying to hide her embarrassment. Kendra drew her daughter's face gently away from her body, and smiled down at her, assuring her that everything would be all right.

Donna suggested that they all go into her bedroom and make themselves more comfortable. Since she and Sally were already clothed only in kimonos, this would not take long for them. She did suggest, however, that Britta allow Sally to assist her in getting ready for her new adventure.

Britta stood in front of Sally, looking at her mother, who continued to reassure her that all would be well, and then, passively allowed Sally to unbutton her blouse, remove it, and softly caress her young breasts and shoulders. Britta sighed and relaxed as Sally's fingers played with the waistband of her skirt and began working it down the girl's slim thighs.

When Sally ran her hands around Britta's buttocks, squeezing the cheeks gently, and running a finger lightly over the front of Britta's body, Britta started to loosen up and gave out a soft sigh.

Sally bent over to kiss Britta softly on the lips, then moved her mouth down to the little buttons that were her breasts, and finally planted a kiss on the girl's cotton-panty-covered cunny.

Britta shivered with pleasure then, and allowed Sally to pull her panties down and place her lips against her bare pussy, truly bare, as there was no pubic hair to be seen as yet.

Sally licked her tongue into Britta's slit, and ran it up to touch her little clit, which made Britta writhe in a natural, sexual hip swing. Her body trembled into a girlish orgasm and Sally gripped her ass cheeks and pushed her mouth as far into the girl's cunny as she could.

After a bit, Sally climbed on the bed and invited Britta to join her there. Both of the adult women were in awe at the sensual scene before them, and soon Donna had her fingers in Kendra's pussy, thrumming her into a finger-licking orgasm herself.

Sally had Britta lie on her back while she crawled over her in a sixty-nine position, bending to resume licking on Britta's pussy while Britta was required to look up into Sally's sweet bottom. Their position was just like the girls in the video Sally had watched earlier. Britta caught on fast, and pulled Sally's cunny down to her face and commenced to lick as she was being licked.

The next thing the girls noticed was that Kendra and Donna were on the wide bed next to them doing the same thing. The girls giggled to see their mothers doing what they had just been doing, and seeming to enjoy it just as much. Each girl crawled up next to her mother and began stroking her mother's ass cheeks, kissing and licking her way to taste the mature derriere and pussy, savoring the taste of the place where she had come from. Their mothers happily relinquished their positions to let their daughters enjoy this new experience.

This was the first, but not the last adventure these four would enjoy together.

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