Kimmy's Family, Part 6

by Gladys Stoatpamphlet

DEDICATION: I have not written much in a while now. My life took a turn for the busy a while back and I have not had much time for writing nor the privacy to write fiction of this nature (some discretion is required). The truth is this story owes its existence to a fan who implored me to continue writing naughty fiction. Without her encouragement this would have sat on the back burner of my mind for some time to come. So I dedicate this story to her. Kaitlyn Jones, or whatever your real name is, this is for you.

It was Sunday night and Kimmy and her family were enjoying some quality time at home. It had been a full weekend. Friday night Kimmy had crossed the line that transformed her family and herself. Last Saturday she had been a girl full of repressed desires. Inside her petite yet breasty twelve year old form urges and lusts clashed with everything she had ever learned about what constituted "moral" behavior. Then she had gone shopping with her mother, a shopping trip that opened new possibilities before her that both frightened and filled her with unspeakable yearning. The trip had ended with her mother masturbating in front of her on the front step. Later Kimmy had gone up to her room and molested her little sister Julie, much to Julie's delight. It had not taken any real effort at all. Julie never suffered from any internal conflict and had been dying to be her sister's plaything since she discovered her mother's porn stash. That evening, Kimmy had crossed the final line and seduced her father. They had all had sex that night, all four of them, and Kimmy's life had changed forever.

She liked to think about that moment. It still made her tingle. Even at moments like this where she was curled up between her father's legs eagerly slurping on his swollen cock she liked to remember how it all began. Her tongue swept around the swollen knob of her Daddy's cock collecting the precum that seeped from it while her right hand squeezed and stroked the shaft, just like her mother had taught her. With her left hand she softly stroked her dripping pussy and occasionally pinched and tugged her erect nipples with her wet fingers. Her father was stroking her hair and murmuring sweet nothings to her while she purred contentedly. They did not make much noise at all. Most of the volume in the room was being generated by Kimmy's little sister and mother.

"Oh God! Yeah, yeah! Oh fuck do it Mommy do it! Do it hard!" That was Julie. She was on all fours at the foot of the bed being sodomized by her mother, Beth. Beth was wearing a strap-on cock and was once again showing her nine year old little slut her true purpose in life. With her left hand she held her little darling's hair in a firm grip, pulling her head back as she rode her. Her right hand was her spanking hand, as Julie's bright red bottom could attest. Julie was still wearing the dog collar she had worn their first night together. She wouldn't take it off.

"Mmmmm, Mommy's little whore likes it rough I see," Beth said with a gleam in her eye. "Just like me aren't you slut?"

"Yeah Mommy," Julie panted. "Just like you. Ohhhhh, fuck! I wanna be just like you. Use me!"

"Forever baby," Beth hissed through lust thickened lips. "Mommy's never giving up her little babywhore."

Their nasty little dialog made Kimmy's body tingle and she sucked harder on her Daddy's cock. She had been doing it for a while now, and knew he wouldn't last much longer. Kimmy's Daddy was going on a business trip tomorrow and she wouldn't see him for a whole week so the girls of the Downey family had decided to give him a real send off. The had all been fucking since about one o'clock this afternoon and it was almost midnight now. He had cum four times already but Kimmy was determined to nurse a fifth out of him. The sight of his bags packed by the bedroom doorway almost made her cry but she didn't want to make him feel bad for going so she just focussed on getting everything from him that she could before he left. She slid her middle finger into her pussy and stirred around the load of cum he had deposited there. That one had been a big one. She wasn't expecting much from this last one.

"Ah, Kimmy. Ah my sweet girl, I'm so close."

She looked up at her Daddy with her big brown eyes and slowly let the tip of his cock slip past her tight lips, sucking the plum head. As it popped free she laved it with her tongue and said, "In my mouth Daddy." With that she plunged her head down sucking and slurping, her head bobbing rapidly.

"Oooohhhhh, Jesus!" John erupted. This last orgasm was almost painful, his balls having been drained repeatedly today, but he clutched Kimmy's head as she nursed on the weak spurts that came out of him. Kimmy simply purred.

"Fuck," he sighed as he collapsed onto his back. "Oh god. I'm spent girls. I'm done."

Kimmy slid up his body and lay on top of him. She kissed his lips gently and said, "Good night Daddy. Sweet dreams."

John could taste traces of his cum on her lips and the slight slur in her voice clued him in that she hadn't swallowed yet. She was holding his cum under her tongue. "Good night Kimmy. Thank you for today." His eyes closed as his mind began to drift. "Don't stay up too late you three. Love you."

"Love you too Daddy," Kimmy said without spilling the small spermy load in her mouth. Her daddy looked so cute as he drifted off to sleep. Part of her just wanted to cuddle up with him and sleep too. But the sounds of her mother and sister were making her pussy boil. I'm turning into a nympho, she thought as she looked back over to where Beth and Julie rutted. You'll fit right in, an inner voice answered.

Kimmy crawled across the bed and over her little sister until she was face to face with her mother. Then she opened her mouth and showed her the small load of her Daddy's cum that pooled on her tongue. Beth smiled and closed the distance between them in a heartbeat. Her tongue slid into her elder daughter's mouth and kissed her passionately. Kimmy and her mother swapped her Daddy's cum back and forth while Beth's hips slowly pumped as she continued sodomizing little Julie. Beth cupped one of Kimmy's tits in a firm grip.

"Mmmm," Beth said as their lips came apart. "I love that flavor in your mouth Kimmy."

"Thank you Mommy," Kimmy replied impishly. "Your mouth tastes nice too."

"Oh? Do you like that flavor?"

"Yeah, it's yummy. What is it Mommy?" She knew of course, but Kimmy had discovered that she liked to tease.

"It's your little sister's cunt sweetheart," Beth said with a leer. "Isn't it lovely?"

"Mmmmmmmm, it sure is Mommy." Kimmy noticed that the more perverted she got the more she tended to slip into baby talk. She did not usually call her mother "Mommy" outside of sex time. But Beth clearly loved it. "Maybe I'll have to get some for myself."

Beth yanked Julie back by her hair until the little girl was practically upright. "Hey, did you hear that you little fucktoy bitch? Your big sister wants to taste your kidwhore pussy." *SMACK* - Beth landed another swat on Julie's still-red bottom. "What do you say?"

"Yes,yes!" Julie gasped. "Ooooohh, Fuck! Oh Mommy I'm gonna cum! Your little slut bitch is gonna cum."

Quick as a ferret Kimmy spun around and slid under her little sister. Julie's adorable little bald cunt was just inches from her face. "Push her down Mommy. I'll suck the cum out of her."

"Yes Kimmy. Oh my babies are such good girls." Beth shoved Julie over roughly and pushed the full length of her strap-on up little Julie's bottom, which pushed her right down on Kimmy's face. Kimmy covered Julie's whole pussy with her mouth and bathed it with her tongue as she started to suck. A week ago she had never so much as touched another girl improperly, although she had thought about it. Now she couldn't get enough. Julie, who had expressed a concern that once Kimmy got her Daddy she would lose interest in her and their Mom, had been pleasantly surprised by Kimmy's growing passion for girl-sex. Surprised and delighted, particularly at moments like this where she was about to explode.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiii," Julie wailed as her orgasm blossomed between her legs to roll over her in waves of bliss.

"Yessssss," Beth hissed. "That's my good girl, that's Mommy's little queer slut. Cum in your big sister's mouth you kiddywhore! That's it you slut, feed Kimmy."

Kimmy fed. She eagerly sucked and gulped Julie's drippings. She loved the way her little sister's pussy dripped when she came. Her nose bumped into part of the strap-on cock protruding from Julie's butt and the top of her head was pressed against her mother's pussy. Beth's pussy was completely saturated and Kimmy's hair got wet quick. But she stayed there. It was actually quite nice she thought, warm and humid and smelled wonderful to her. Kimmy ate her little sister and loved it.

After her cum Julie went limp as a rag doll. Beth eased back and let the toy slip out of her little girl's bottom. It wasn't really that big of an anal dildo that she had strapped on, but then Julie was only nine and it was plenty big for her. As Beth stripped out of the harness she noticed that Kimmy's eyes were on her. She was still licking Julie's little bald pussy, very gentle licks that made Julie twitch and squeak, but her eyes were on her naked mother.

An idea of pure wickedness popped into Beth's head and while Kimmy watched she brought the toy she had been sodomizing Julie with to her lips and slid it all the way down her throat.

Kimmy gasped, her eyes wide. "Mom! That's soooo nasty."

Beth liked that Kimmy sounded more amazed than reproachful. She sucked wetly on the toy as she pulled it from her mouth. "Is it?" she asked with strings of spit hanging from her lips to the fake phallus. "Well Kimmy, I think you know that your mother is a very nasty lady."

"Boy, I'll say," said Kimmy with a grin. She gave Julie's pussy one more kiss then rolled the two of them on their sides. She untangled herself from her little sister and sat up. "I think Julie may be done," she said sympathetically. After all, it was late, they had been fucking most of the day, and she was only a little girl.

"Yes, I think you're right," Beth said. Together the two of them pulled Julie up the bed and placed her next to John. Julie made a few little sounds, and she made kissing motions towards both of them, but she never opened her eyes. When they pulled the covers up over her she was spooned against her Daddy and sucking her thumb. She was asleep in seconds.

"Adorable," Beth said softly. Kimmy smiled lovingly at her dad and little sister but said not a word. "So," Beth asked. "Are you tired too sweetheart?"

"Oh, I'm tired I guess. But I'm not ready to stop just yet." She turned to Beth and grinned wickedly. "Wanna play with me Mommy?"

Beth pulled Kimmy into her arms and kissed her. Immediately their lips parted and tongues joined in a wet silken dance. This was something they had discovered over the past couple days, Kimmy and Beth loved to make out. They could kiss for hours if left to themselves, and were constantly stealing kisses from each other at odd occasions, in the hallway, before dinner, while Beth was cooking, and when Kimmy was doing homework. Earlier today, in the morning, Kimmy had been doing her homework when her mother walked in, kissed her deeply, and left a soaking wet thong on the table next to her with instructions to come find her when she was finished. By the time Kimmy finished her homework she was practically sitting in a puddle.

As they kissed their hands would roam all over each other without restriction. Kimmy cupped her mom's tit and squeezed her nipple between her fingers while one of Beth's hands slid down between the cheeks of Kimmy's bouncy bottom. Kimmy moaned and pushed her bottom up and back, inviting her mother's invasion of her most private place.

But Beth only traced circles around Kimmy's little anus and broke their kiss. "Kimmy," she sighed. "I want to talk to you about something before I forget."

"Later," Kimmy pouted. "Finger my bottom Mommy." "Please honey, it's important."

Kimmy swiveled her butt around trying to get her mother's finger inside. "Mommmmmm," she whined. "Can't we talk about it while you finger me?"

"No, because your brain switches off when I do that." Beth lightly stroked Kimmy's eager anus then pulled her hand away.

"Hey! No fair!"

"All's fair in love and war Kimmy darling. Please now, this will only take a second."

"Grrrr," Kimmy grumbled. "What?"

"It's about this coming week sweetheart. I've decided that when your father is away you should be in charge."

A little bit of the fog of lust that was clouding Kimmy's thoughts parted. "Huh? In charge of what?" Her mother gave her the look she always gave her when she thought she was being mentally lazy and just waited. She could tell Kimmy's brain was engaged when Kimmy's eyes widened suddenly and she said, "Of you?"

"Yes baby. Me and your sister. Neither one of us is really fit to give guidance or direction, not now that the walls have come down. If I'm left in charge we'll probably all be arrested before your father comes home, and Julie has no sense at all when it comes to sex." Beth leaned in and captured one of Kimmy's nipples in her mouth. She looked up at her daughter submissively as she sucked, then said, "Besides, you know we both belong on our knees before you."

A bolt of pure lust burned through Kimmy rising up from the pit of her stomach. Her nostrils flared as she became suddenly sensitive to the air drifting across her pussy and the way her mother's spit felt suddenly cool on her nipple, alternating with waves of heat from the adult's hot breath.

"While your Daddy is away," Beth said, going back and forth across her daughter's plump young tits and talking in between sucks. "You will be in control." Beth made wet sucking sounds on Kimmy's left tit then moved to flick her little girl's right nipple with her tongue, stings of saliva and drool stretching from her lips to the almost teen breast she had just left. "This house will be a house of Kimmy's Bitches." She sucked Kimmy's right nipple into her mouth, nibbled it gently, then opened wide and took her entire tit into her mouth. Kimmy's tits were the biggest in her class, but at twelve years old they were still no more than a mouthful.

"Ooohhhhhhh, Mommy," Kimmy panted.

Beth's mouth came free with a wet pop. "Is that okay with you Kimmy? Will you be a good girl and make your mother and your little sister into your personal whores this week?"

Once again Kimmy found her thoughts scattered in the sea of lust that her mind had become. Her mother's words echoed in her head stirring up visions of perversity. Her personal whores? That thought made Kimmy's pussy drool. With lust fogged eyes and a wicked smile she reached out and grabbed her mother by her hair and pushed her face into the mattress.

Beth thrilled at her child's sudden show of force. She arched her back and thrust her ass into the air invitingly, but Kimmy simply shoved her over onto her side. Before Beth had a chance to wonder what she was up to Kimmy had straddled her head. Swollen and wet, with the faintest dusting of wispy dark hairs, her daughter's pussy hovered over her face. Beth stared at it hungrily and inhaled deeply through her nose, drawing Kimmy's rich scent into her lungs.

"You know," Kimmy said softly from above her. "I used to be afraid that you wanted to be there."

Beth's eyes travelled up along Kimmy's lithe young body, up to where her daughter's face looked down at her with love and lust. At that moment Beth knew she was the luckiest woman in the world and her deepest fantasy was going to take over her life. "It's where I belong sweetheart," she said, right before she took a long slow lick along the entire length of Kimmy's cunt. "This is where MommyBitch belongs."

"Inside," Kimmy gasped. She grabbed Beth's head by her hair and sat down hard on her mouth.

Beth's tongue plunged deep into Kimmy's wet depths. Inside the girl was soaking and a trickle of her rich cream slid into Beth's mouth. Beth, who had been eating pussy since she was fourteen, moaned at the exquisite flavor of her own daughter. She thrashed her tongue inside the girl, stirring her into a delicious broth which she greedily sucked down into her belly.

"Oooooohhhhhh," Kimmy gasped. "Oh god Mommy! Oh fuck, oh fuck." Her wet nipples stood up like thimbles on her young chest. "Oh god you're a dirty bitch!" Kimmy started humping her mother's face roughly. "Fuck! Yeah. You like that huh you whore?" She was lost in her desires and the obscenities she normally couldn't say without blushing came easily to her lips now. "Yeah! Fucking Cunt! Eat it! Eat it Mommy. You wanna be a MommyBitch huh? Yeah? Do it. Do it you child molesting slut! Suck it. Drink my cum Mommy!"

Beth did her best. She sucked and lapped and slurped and ate her daughter's wet velvet pussy with abandon. And she was rewarded for her efforts. Kimmy quickly reached her peak, spasming and trembling as pulsating waves of pleasure turned her to jelly. Her mind lit up like a star as her orgasm went off in her brain and she felt her pussy gush and melt into her mother's mouth. Beth moaned again in passion as she drank her daughter's creamy flow. It wasn't like the fountain that she produced, but then Kimmy was only twelve. It promised great things to come.

Kimmy fell forward onto her elbows. She placed her forehead on the mattress and panted as waves of pleasure washed through her body. Beth kept sucking. She licked and flicked Kimmy's clit until another wrenching cum tore through the girl. Kimmy squealed and bit the sheets as she came again under her mother's expert attentions.

Beth was in heaven. She slid out from under Kimmy and spun around to kneel behind her precious daughter. Spreading her gorgeous bottom open Beth kissed Kimmy's anus. Kimmy twitched. "Ooohhhh God, Mother ..." the tween beauty moaned. Beth kissed her child's asshole like a lover's mouth, letting her lips and tongue express her devotion and adoration.

"Wait," Kimmy panted. "I - I want to see you."

Reluctantly Beth stopped her anal worship. Quickly Kimmy rolled onto her back and brought her legs up. Beth helped. She pushed Kimmy up onto her shoulders with her legs spread and her spread pussy high in the air. Kimmy's ass rested against her mother's tits.

"Did you know this is called 'pile driver position' sweetheart?" Beth asked her child.

"Nuh-uh," Kimmy said. "How come?"

"Because when you get fucked like this it feels like your being driven into the ground baby girl."

Kimmy grinned. "Guess me and Daddy haven't done that yet."

Beth looked down, looked deep into her daughter's eyes as she let a long rope of spit drop into Kimmy's crease. "I don't think you'll get the chance before his flight tomorrow," Beth said as she began to rub the spit into Kimmy's asshole.

"Uuummmmm, that feels good Mommy. Yeah. Well I guess we'll have to wait until he gets back to do it then."

The mock innocent voice Kimmy used inflamed Beth's lust. "Do what?"

Kimmy reached up and began to trace circles around her swollen clit. "Pile drive my cunt Mommy. Fuck me like this while you watch."

With a growl Beth pressed her face back into Kimmy's ass and tongue fucked her child's anus. Kimmy cooed in delight, her eyes fastened on her mother's lovely face as she ate her asshole. Kimmy kept playing with her pussy while Beth ate her ass. She dipped her fingers into her young sopping wet pussy and rolled her clit around and stroked at it. "Oh god Mommy, you're sooooo pretty," Kimmy gasped. "And you feel sooooo good there." Kimmy twitched her hips a bit in a fucking motion. "Oh wow Mom, you're pile driving my asshole with your tongue like a lesbian."

Beth growled and dug deep. She started to bounce her face against Kimmy's bottom, bashing her face against her daughter's juicy ass.

"Uuggggghhh, yeah!" Kimmy gasped. She grabbed a handful of her mother's hair with her free hand and sped up the tempo of her fingers on her cunt. She looked into Beth's lust glazed eyes. The thought of what she was doing was overwhelming. Her mother was eating her asshole, tongue fucking her anus with her erect tongue while she masturbated right under her mother's eyes. Right in her face, Kimmy thought.

"Uh! Oh Mommy! Gonna cum ... yeah ... cum in your face. Oh fuck yeah ... so pretty Mom ... so fucking pretty."

"Do it Kimmy," Beth hissed. "Cum in Mommy's face baby girl. Cum in your mother's sucking lezzy face. Squirt for me baby, squirt for Mommy!" With those words of encouragement Beth sank her tongue deep inside Kimmy's anal passage and thrashed it about like an eel.

Kimmy came. Just like her mother had asked for she came in a stomach clenching spasm that showered Beth's face in her juices. Acting quickly Beth swept her long dark hair up and over her head so that it fell all the way down to tickle Kimmy's heaving tits. Kimmy shook and came again, releasing the hot wet spray of her ecstasy into the warm cave formed by her mother's face and hair. It splashed against Beth's forehead and eyelids and soaked her dark tresses.

Kimmy collapsed. All strength abandoned her and she slumped into a limp pile of nubile young flesh, collapsing on her side as she panted, her mind a warm pink haze of pleasure.

Beth sat back and swept her hair back. She rubbed her daughter's ejaculate into her face and combed it into her hair with her fingers. She cleared the cream from her eyes so that she could open them and while gazing in love at her child ran her wet hands all over her upper body. She massaged her daughter's wet gift into her tits and rubbed her neck and shoulders with her wet hands.

Kimmy's eyes fluttered open as she lay there. She watched her mother rub her juices into her skin. "What are you doing?" she asked, her mind already slipping away into the welcoming embrace of sleep.

"I'm making sure I smell like your bitch sweetheart," Beth said with a smile so wicked it made Kimmy catch her breath. Beth shivered like an eager puppy and said, "God Kimmy, you don't know how long I've dreamed of this day."

"You're crazy," Kimmy muttered as her eyelids drooped.

Beth chuckled. "That's what your father says." She bent down and kissed Kimmy on her sleepy forehead. Kimmy tilted her head up and sought blindly with her lips. Beth captured them with her own and slid her tongue into her twelve year old child's welcoming mouth. They kissed like lovers, but only briefly. Kimmy was simply done.

"Here baby," Beth said as she lay back and spread her legs. "Would you like to use Mommy's cunt for a pillow?" Kimmy felt a slight twitch of lust deep in her belly at those words, but she had no strength left to act on it. All she managed to do was slide forward and rest her cheek on her mother's bald mound. Beth lovingly caressed Kimmy's face and hair, cooing to her like she had when she was just a baby. "That's it baby. Sweet dreams. Love you so much Kimmy, so much."

"Love you too Mom," Kimmy mumbled sleepily. The scent of her Mom's pussy was heavy in her nose but Kimmy found it very comforting.

"Maybe tomorrow when you come home from school you can whip my pussy with a belt? Would you like that Kimmy?"

Kimmy lifted her head long enough to look up at her mother, long enough to see that she was serious. "God, you're totally insane."

"I want to be your bitch Kimmy. I want you to beat my cunt."

"Will you go to sleep," Kimmy moaned before dropping her head back. Beth chuckled lasciviously and continued to run her fingers through Kimmy's hair as her daughter drifted away.

Laying there in her marital bed with the scent of sex heavy in the air Beth looked around. Her husband was sleeping deeply a few feet away, curled up with her youngest daughter Julie who was spooned against her Daddy sucking her thumb. Her oldest child, Kimmy, was asleep between her spread legs, her pretty face resting in the hollow where her leg joined to her torso, Kimmy's nose less that an inch from the hood of Beth's clit. Beth lay back and ran her fingers through her hair, still wet from Kimmy's final massive cum. Alone in the dark Beth tried to remember the names of every goddess of love or sex she had ever heard of and thanked them one by one until she fell asleep.

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The morning was rushed. John overslept a bit and ended up in a mad scramble to shower and dress in time for his cab to the airport. Kimmy, who wanted another taste of her Daddy before he left, ended up on her knees sucking his cock in the shower. But since he was so pressed for time she didn't even get to finish him off.

"I promise baby, when I get back you can drain my balls until I'm dehydrated, but planes don't wait," he said. He dashed out of the shower, his still hard cock dripping water and pre-cum as he raced to get ready. Kimmy finished showering, she was already there after all, and ended up giving her Daddy a kiss goodbye wrapped in a towel. "I'll call you from the hotel," he said as he went out the door.

Kimmy watched him get in the cab; watched it drive away. When she turned around her mother was kneeling on the floor with her head lowered submissively. Julie was staring at her in surprise.

"May this slut go clean herself in the shower Ms Kimmy?" Beth asked her daughter.

Suddenly Kimmy found her towel to be scratchy on her nipples. "Y-yes," she managed to say.

"Shall I take the BabyBitch with me too Ms Kimmy? She stinks like a whore."

"Hey!" Julie said, but the other two ignored her.

Feeling her pussy tingle Kimmy said, "Yes, please do."

Beth stood up, grabbed Julie by her hair and dragged her out of the room. Kimmy listened to her little sister squawk as she was hauled down the hallway until her voice suddenly cut off with the sound of a loud slap. Kimmy shivered. It was going to be just the three of them for the rest of the week. Just Kimmy and her fiendish little sister and her sex-goddess mom. This is going to get complicated, she thought to herself. Now that her mother had capitulated her authority and without her father's restraining influence she knew it would be up to her to keep things from getting too crazy.

As she went into her room to change she heard the sounds of a hand smacking flesh and little Julie's squeals floating down the hallway. It sounded like Julie was getting a spanking in the tub. Kimmy tried not to think about it as she put on her school uniform. Before putting on her uniform panties she slid a finger into her pussy. She was soaked. She groaned in a combination of lust and need as she scooped out a dollop of her own cream and sucked on her finger. I can't control them, I'm as bad as they are. With a surge of will she grabbed a second pair of cotton panties and pulled them on before putting on the school pair. Hopefully, by doubling up on her underwear, she wouldn't leave a wet spot on the back of her skirt. Then she pulled on her bra. It was a real bra too, white with lace fringe and a little blue bow in the center. They had bought it on their last shopping trip, the ride home from which had changed her life so much. "You've outgrown your old ones Kimmy," her mother had said proudly. "You're going to have bigger tits than me by the time you're fourteen."

Stop it, she said to herself. You wanna have wet panties all day? It was going to be hard not to now. Putting on her white school uniform blouse was an act of will.

The water shut off and shortly Beth came by dragging Julie by her hair. Kimmy was pulling on her socks when Beth dropped off Julie. "Get dressed you little whore," she said as she pushed the little girl into her room. Beth blew Kimmy a kiss and headed on to her own room.

Julie stood there, naked. She was holding a towel but she wasn't wearing it. "Oh man, Mom just spanked me hard. Look." Julie turned and bent over a bit, thrusting her bottom at her big sister. Both cheeks were bright pink.

"Wow," Kimmy said. "You know, it looks kinda pretty that way."

Julie giggled. "Yeah, that's what Mom said." The little girl stood up and began to play with her bald little pussy as she looked at her sister. "This is the best Kimmy."

"Oh yeah? So you're happy now that you get to be the little slut you always wanted to be?"

"Yesssssss," Julie hissed, her hand moving rapidly as she slid her finger in and out of her little cunt. "I'm a slut." She panted breathlessly as she fingered herself, getting off on the dirty words. "Little whore ... uh ... family fuckmeat ... oh!" Julie trembled and shook as she dropped to her knees. In the past she had never been this blatant and Kimmy had always pretended not to see. Now she stared brazenly and it took a lot of self control not to dive between her little sister's legs. I have to be in charge, she thought. And Julie has to know it.

"I hoped you enjoyed that. Because you need to get dressed now. We have to go to school today Julie. So lick your fingers clean and put on your uniform."

"Awww, Kimmy. Can't we stay home today? I bet if you tell Mom to call the school, tell them we're not coming in today, she would."

Kimmy had already thought this through. "Yeah, I could. And you're right, she probably would. But I'm not going to. We can't just stop going to school and have sex all the time Julie. Sooner or later we'd get caught." Kimmy made her voice stern. "If we get caught Mom and Dad will get in a lot of trouble. And you and me would get sent to foster homes."

"That's so stupid," Julie growled. "We're not being abused! Well, not in a bad way. It's nobody's business but ours!" said the naked nine year old on her knees.

"Yeah well not everybody sees it that way. So get dressed and comb your hair and put your good little girl face back on. And keep your hands out of your pants at school today." Julie looked sullen and rebellious. Kimmy stood up and raised her voice. "Now Julie!"

"Okay, okay," the little girl grumbled as she stood up. "I get it." Kimmy watched as Julie quickly began to dress, making sure her little sister was doing as told. Satisfied that Julie would really get dressed Kimmy left the room and went downstairs. She got her shoes on and made sure their bags were put together, putting hers and Julie's books back in them from the homework table. Then she went into the kitchen. Her mom was there. Beth was wearing a short robe that she had left open. She had set out bagels with cream cheese and glasses of orange juice. Neither of the girls liked a big breakfast before school. They only did a big breakfast on weekends.

"There you go sweetheart," Beth said. Kimmy stared at the smooth expanse of her mother's body through the open robe. "Better eat quick though, you girls are running late."

"Thanks Mom," Kimmy said, her eyes roaming at will.

Beth noticed her daughter's visual caress and smiled. "I'm glad you like looking at me baby," she said as she shrugged out of her robe. She let it fall to the floor and posed for her daughter. Beth leaned up against the counter, spread her legs, then spun around and slowly rocked her ass back and forth. Then she bent at the waist and laid her head on the counter. "Anything you want sweetheart. Anything at all." Beth reached back and spread the cheeks of her ass.

"Wow," said Julie from the doorway. Her eager little eyes were focussed on her mommy's ass. "Can I have some of that for breakfast?"

Kimmy's little pussy throbbed at the thought. With her double layer of panties and her swollen labia it felt like she was wearing a tight leotard. Mastering her desires, something she did have practice with, she picked up half a bagel and handed it to her little sister. "Get your bag," she said, grabbing Julie by her shoulder physically pushing her back out into the hall. Then she turned to her mother and said, "What are you doing today?"

Beth was now sitting on the kitchen floor, naked with her legs spread. She languidly reached between her legs and slid a finger into her dripping bald pussy. Smiling up at her daughter she said, "Making myself pretty for you."

Kimmy gulped and tried to slow her heart rate. "Don't be here from three to five. If you're here we'll never get our homework done. I always turn in my homework."

"Yes Kimmy," Beth said submissively. She slid onto her hands and knees and crawled the short distance to her daughter. Reverently she began to kiss the top of Kimmy's shoes.

Kimmy felt light headed. Without another word she stepped back, turned, and walked out of the kitchen. She met Julie in the hall and together they hoisted on their book bags and left to catch the bus.

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School that day was interesting. Kimmy walked through the hallways of her school like a walking through a strange dream. Everything seemed so normal. Couldn't they tell? Couldn't they see how different she was now? She felt like she was wearing a scarlet letter that nobody else could see. Amy Kincaid, Kimmy's friend since first grade, came up to her at the lockers jabbering about her weekend. She had gone to see a movie with her family and Billy Torres was there. She talked about her secretive flirting with Billy right under the noses of her parents. Kimmy simply nodded along amazed that Amy could not see the changes written across Kimmy's mind and soul.

It was unreal that Amy couldn't tell that she was not a virgin anymore. That she had fucked her own father and had made love to her mother. Kimmy had spent the entire weekend in an incestuous orgy and it seemed impossible that her deeds had not marked her in some way. When Amy showed her a new shade of lip gloss that she had gotten over the weekend Kimmy remembered how her lips had been glossed last night with the juices of her little sister's pussy.

"Hello, Earth to Kimmy," Amy said.

"What?"

Amy looked at Kimmy with her cornflower blue eyes, golden blonde curls framing her pretty face and asked, "You okay? You spaced out there for a second."

Kimmy wondered what Amy's pussy looked like. Did she have soft blonde curls of hair covering her little mound yet? Would they be the same color as the hair on her head? Did she have a big clit or a tiny one? Did she taste as sweet as she looked? "Uhh, yeah. I'm fine. Just didn't get enough sleep this weekend I guess."

"What were you doing?" Amy asked curiously.

"Just ... you know, stuff." Her ears began to burn with embarrassment. Quickly she made up a lie. "We cleaned the whole house over the weekend. Like spring cleaning." Kimmy thought about where she had had sex over the last 48 hours. "Even the pool."

"Oh," Amy replied, losing interest immediately. "Guess I had a better weekend than you did," she said with a smirk.

Not a chance, Kimmy thought. But she kept that thought to herself. Amy went back to her non-stop babble about Billy Torres and the movie and recent gossip that she had heard. Kimmy tried to follow the conversation but she was distracted. Amy was wearing their school's uniform skirt and her long golden legs were inspiring the most lewd images in Kimmy's mind. She pictured her friend laying naked on a bed, her legs sticking straight up in the air, then slowly parting to spread wide. She could practically hear her mother's voice in her mind saying, "Like fucking candy."

"Hey Kimmy," said a familiar voice behind her. She turned around to find Dave Slezwieski standing behind her with one of his buddies. Dave had a crush on Kimmy and had been real obvious about it. Kimmy was used to this sort of attention. She was pretty, but even had she been less pretty she still had the biggest chest in her class and that drew admirers. There was practically a queue of boys trying to get her to go out with them. But Kimmy had never had much interest. It was a distraction, just something that caused her greater confusion while she dealt with the sexual tensions of her own family. This far into the school year most of the boys had come to believe that Kimmy was just way too uptight to have a boyfriend. It was a common enough problem. After all they were only twelve and a lot of girls at her age did not feel ready for that sort of thing. The older boys were smart about it and kept up friendly relations with her waiting for the day when she'd blossom out of her shell to become a dynamite girlfriend. Dave thought he could crack that shell. He was persistent to the point of being annoying.

"Oh, err, hi Dave."

"Hi yourself beautiful. Miss me over the weekend?"

"No," Kimmy said automatically.

"Awww, c'mon. You sure? I sure missed you. I think about you a lot."

"I'm sure Dave," Kimmy said with a trace of exasperation. I bet you did think about me, she thought. Probably laid in bed and thought about me with your dick in your hand.

"Well maybe we could hang out sometime. I've got football practice after school every day this week but we could meet up afterwards. Maybe we could study together? Everybody knows you're smart."

"I'll think about it," Kimmy said, knowing that he wouldn't go away until he thought he had gained some ground. Like making first down on the football field.

Dave grinned. "Okay, see you in class. Hey Kincaid."

"Hey Dave," Amy said to the boy as he and his silent chum left. "You know," she said under her breath to Kimmy. "You could do worse than Dave. He's not much older but he is popular. And he's a jock."

For a second Kimmy's mind compared the boy to her father and she almost laughed out loud. "I don't think so," she managed to say instead.

"Who knows?" Amy whispered with a sly look. "He could be your first."

"No way," Kimmy said. "God doesn't hate me that much."

Amy giggled. "Ooohhh, meow. Somebody got up on the mean side of bed today."

Kimmy had woken up that morning with her father's cum leaking out of her pussy and her face nuzzled up to her mother's bare mound. Getting out of bed had been torture. "Oh, he's a creep. He practically talks to my tits."

"He's not that bad," Amy said as her eyes dipped down to examine Kimmy's developing breasts. A jealous whine crept into the girl's voice. "And you can't really blame him for noticing your chest."

Amy had been jealous of Kimmy's upper development ever since she had gotten her training bra before her. Kimmy had tried to comfort her friend, but it was a difficult conversation to have. Telling her that her boobs would show up soon enough sometimes did more harm than good. And besides, she would say, all it got Kimmy was a lot of trouble from boys like Dave. But Amy still seemed to think that the universe was being completely unfair to not give her a chest like Kimmy's. Amy wasn't alone either. Kimmy was used to the boys leering looks and the jealous glares she got from some of the other girls, including Amy. But for the first time Kimmy realized part of the look on Amy's face was longing. Kimmy had a quick vision of Amy's soft pink lips wrapped around her nipple while Kimmy cradled her head and cooed to her like a baby. The thought made her pussy twitch. She realized then that she had no interest at all in having Dave Slezwieski get into her panties, but that Amy would be welcome in any time she wanted.

Suddenly Amy's eyes shifted and a frown crossed her face. "Uh oh, here comes trouble."

"Kimmy!" Julie squealed behind her.

Kimmy turned to see her little sister dash up to her with her little friend Becky in tow. "What are you doing here?" Kimmy asked. "You've got to be in your homeroom in like two minutes."

"I know, I know," Julie said as she rifled through her book bag. "But I needed to give you this. Our books must have gotten mixed up this morning when we were rushing about." Julie pulled Kimmy's history notebook from her bag and handed it over. She was panting from her mad dash to find her big sister. Becky too was flushed. Becky's full name was Rebecca Tomlinson and she was totally adorable. She had soft brown eyes and bright blonde hair that she almost always wore in a ponytail. She was a year younger than Julie but the two of them were in the same class because Becky had skipped third grade. "The brainiac Barbie doll" Julie sometimes called her friend. The advanced eight year-old liked to dress in pink and pastels and would sometimes wear ribbons in her hair and almost never wore pants, preferring dresses and skirts. Still, she was Julie's best friend and Julie did not have many friends because she was too weird or too outrageous for a lot of her classmates. Kimmy's whole family was fond of Becky and often wondered how such a sweet polite girl ended up spending so much of her time with a little hellion like Julie.

"Oh wow, thanks," Kimmy said earnestly. She needed this notebook for class.

"No problem," Julie said brightly. "Hi Amy."

"Hey Julie," Amy replied cautiously.

"Okay, later," Julie said, then grabbed Becky's hand and dashed off with her back down the crowded hallway.

As Kimmy was putting her notebook into her bag Amy said, "Gee, that was almost pleasant." She stuffed a couple of books from her locker into her bag. "Not a single obscenity, not even a dirty joke."

"Oh come on, she's not that bad," replied Kimmy. Irritation flashed in her mind at Amy's tone towards her sister. "And I'd be lost in class without my notebook."

Amy shrugged. Her and Julie had never gotten along. Personally she thought Julie was a mental case and did not know how Kimmy ever put up with her. The little twerp usually tried to look up her skirt. "She's weird Kimmy. She hangs out in girl's showers way after she's done. She snuck into the boys locker room after a soccer team game and when she saw the boys naked and ran out laughing. She still calls Dan Benson 'beagle balls'."

Kimmy giggled. "You think he really does have a furry nutsack like Julie said?" she asked.

Amy couldn't help but laugh a bit, but she said, "That's not the point Kimmy. You're sister is totally inappropriate most of the time."

"Hey," Kimmy said in growing ire. "She's my sister. She's nice to me and if you were a little bit nicer to her I bet you'd be amazed a what a good friend she can be."

Kimmy's voice had risen as she spoke and Amy was totally caught off guard. "Wait, Kimmy I didn't mean anything by it." Amy was positively alarmed that she might have angered her friend. She was surprised too. Kimmy had never defended Julie before. "It's just, you know, she really does try to look up my skirt a lot."

Kimmy rolled her eyes. "So?" She slammed her locker shut. "Let her look. What's the harm? You keep trying to look down my blouse so she's not any weirder than you. Maybe Julie's just honest about what she wants." It felt good to say what she was actually thinking. Liberating. She felt suddenly strong. Confident. Kimmy had a sudden burst of insight into what it was that made her mother so incredibly sexy. It wasn't just her body and her looks, it was her self-possessed attitude, the way she embraced every aspect of herself. At that moment Kimmy was her mother's child. She turned to face Amy and looked her friend dead in the eye. "Tell you what, you let Julie look up your skirt and I'll give you a guided tour of my boobs."

Amy's mouth hung open in shock. Kimmy smiled, turned briskly on her heel and walked off heading for homeroom. She put a little swing in her hips just for Amy.

Homeroom was uneventful. Kimmy took the time to enjoy her newfound confidence and replay the scene with Amy in her mind. The look on her face had been priceless. Her naughty imagination wondered what it would be like to actually give Amy a guided tour of her breasts. She stopped thinking about it when she realized she was getting wet.

Kimmy kept her mind on her schoolwork for the rest of her morning classes. Lunch passed without incident. Even study hall worked out fine, giving her time to get most of her homework done. It wasn't until she was sitting in her history class that her mind got derailed. She sat in her assigned seat and pulled out her history notebook. It was strange how Julie ended up with it, she thought. She was certain she had packed it in her bag, and she hadn't touched her book bag since Friday night. Then she flipped to the last page where she had made her last notes and gasped.

The blank page opposite where her notes ended was no longer blank. There, drawn in fine pencil lines, was an obscene picture. It was a depiction of a young girl on all fours wearing a leash. The girl's hair was in a ponytail and there was a collar around her neck. Her chest was almost flat with no real breasts to speak of but her nipples were salaciously long and pointed. She was depicted with her body turned at an angle so that her rear end faced the viewer. Kimmy could see every detail of her vulva and anus. The child was wet and dripping and her little asshole gaped slightly. Underneath this pornographic drawing was a caption: "Little Sister BitchToy".

Kimmy slapped her hand over the picture and cautiously looked around to see if anyone had noticed it. Acting casually she ripped the page out and folded it up, stuffing it into an inner pocket in her bag. She was seething. I'm going to get that little bitch for this, she thought. But as much as her anger was fueled by the thought of getting caught her pussy was now fueled by the image in her mind. It wouldn't get out of her head and her active imagination was coloring it in. It was so easy to see the girl as Julie and so easy to imagine her perverted little sister like that. Was that really what she wanted? Kimmy wondered. Of course it is, she reasoned, that's why she drew it there. Kimmy spent the rest of the class in a daze thinking about what it would be like to keep Julie like that, and about the spanking she would give her for drawing in her book, and about how much the little slut would probably love the spanking. By the end of class she was dripping.

History ended with Kimmy in a terrible state. Her breasts felt swollen and her nipples were buzzing like bees against the fabric of her bra. She could feel her pussy squish as she walked. She wanted to check to see if there was a wet spot in the back of her uniform's skirt. Her double-panty protection should help prevent that from happening, but now she realized that it had a side effect too. The double layer of cloth was insulating. It was very very warm down there.

Her next class was math, a class she shared with Amy. When she walked in Amy was already sitting there. One look and Kimmy knew her arousal must be obvious. Amy's eyes dropped to Kimmy's tits like they had been magnetized. Kimmy ignored her, dropped her bag on her chair, and asked the teacher for a bathroom pass. Mr Avis, a nice old math geek who was nervous most of the time, got completely flustered but quickly gave her the pass. Kimmy left without looking back.

Thankfully the bathroom was almost empty. Only one stall was occupied. Moving quickly Kimmy checked the back of her skirt in the mirror. It was okay. She could feel a slight dampness but it was not apparent on the green plaid of the pleated material. Thinking how lucky she was that she hadn't visibly marked her skirt she almost jumped out of her skin when a voice behind her said, "Psst, Kimmy. Over here."

Kimmy whirled around. The single occupied stall was now open and in its doorway stood Julie with a naughty grin. "Quick, in here," Julie said urgently. She beckoned Kimmy into the stall.

Kimmy growled and advanced on her little sister. "You little bitch, what's the idea of drawing porn like that in my notebook? I could have gotten caught with that." Julie backed up into the stall with Kimmy almost on top of her. As soon as her big sister was in the stall with her Julie threw the door closed and locked it.

"Sorry Kimmy," Julie said contritely. "I can make it up to you if you want."

Kimmy eyed her suspiciously. "Yeah I'll bet. What are you doing in here anyway?"

"This is the closest bathroom to your math class," Julie answered brightly. "I thought maybe after history you'd need to come in here for a bit." Julie flipped up her skirt and sat down on the toilet. She was not wearing underwear. "Quick, stand up on the seat and nobody will see your legs. You gotta keep low though."

"What?"

"Come on Kimmy, before anyone else comes in here." Julie tugged at her big sister's calf. She looked up. "I know it got you hot. But I'll take care of you. Just climb up."

Kimmy realized how she had been set up, and for a second she thought about just walking out. Why should Julie be rewarded for being a sneaky little bitch? But the truth was Kimmy needed the relief. She reached under her skirt and slid her own panties down. Julie snatched them from her hands and held them to her face. "MMmmmmmm, so good Kimmy," the little girlvert sighed. Looking at what was actually in her hand as Kimmy climbed up on the seat Julie pealed the pairs of panties apart and said, "You wore two?".

Kimmy did not reply. Her face was burning with embarrassment and her pussy was boiling with need. She squatted down to keep her head below the stall's wall and pressed her palms against the walls for support. Seeing her big sister's pussy hanging over her face Julie quickly stuffed Kimmy's panties down her blouse into her training bra and turned her attention to where it belonged, between her big sister's legs. She flipped up Kimmy's skirt and ducked underneath.

The first touch of her little sister's lips against her pussy were pure ecstasy. Kimmy felt all her frustration and stress simply melt away under the soothing caress of Julie's tongue. Julie pressed her mouth tightly to Kimmy's dripping pussy and slid her tongue deep inside. The little girl purred as her big sister's creamy nectar trickled into her mouth. Her deviant heart sang with joy at being able to finally live out her fantasies like this. Sitting on a toilet in the girl's bathroom with her head up under Kimmy's skirt, eating her sister's dripping cunt was a dream come true for Julie. Kimmy stifled her moans as best she could and hung on to the walls while Julie ate her with glee. It did not take long. Kimmy had been so worked up that within a couple minutes she was twitching and cumming, breath whistling through her nose as she ground down on her little sister's face.

They heard the bathroom door open. Kimmy froze. Her thoughts were still cloudy from her orgasm and her legs felt weak but the thought of getting caught pumped adrenalin into her veins and kept her in place. Julie, delighted at having Kimmy cum in her mouth at school, lapsed into a slow languid licking motion. She painted her sister's labia with her tongue but stayed away from her over-sensitive clit. She listened to the sound of the other girl go into a stall while gently pressing her face into Kimmy's wet cunt. This was where she belonged and she knew it.

Kimmy reached down and pulled her skirt up so she could see Julie's head. She tucked her skirt hem into her waistband and gently stroked her little sister's hair. She wanted to tell Julie what a good girl she was, how much she adored her face between her legs but she knew she couldn't say anything without being overheard. Julie leaned into Kimmy's stroking hand like a dog enjoying being pet. She turned her face from her big sister's satisfied pussy and silently kissed Kimmy's hand. She looked up and her eyes were full of love.

Kimmy brought her hand to her mouth and held one finger across her lips. Julie nodded and pulled her feet up off the ground, spreading her legs to lewdly display her hairless preteen pussy while staring at her sister in adoration. Kimmy stepped down off the toilet seat now that it was safe to. One set of feet on the ground at a time, that was the unspoken rule. Quickly she leaned in and kissed Julie. Their tongues hungrily sought out each other and wrestled wetly in each other's mouths. Kimmy broke the kiss and stood up. Julie spread and fingered her little pussy. "Tonight", Kimmy mouthed silently. Julie smiled and nodded as she reached back and flushed the toilet.

Kimmy stepped out of the stall and pulled the door shut behind her, hearing the click as Julie locked it again. She went over to the sinks and began to wash her hands, looking at her face in the mirror, searching for anything that would betray what she had just done. Nothing had changed. She looked the same as she always did. How was that possible?

She heard another flush and then Amy was stepping out of another stall. Kimmy's heart almost stopped but Amy merely smiled and said, "Hey. Thought you had a good idea. Any time spent away from Mr Avis is not time wasted right?"

"Yeah, definitely," Kimmy said as nonchalantly as possible. Amy had not yet noticed that the stall Kimmy had just stepped out of was still shut and locked. There were no feet to reveal Julie's presence, but the shut door would look suspicious. But Amy had no thought for what lay behind her, her eyes were only on Kimmy.

"Hey, uhm, can I ask you something?" the pretty blonde said.

"Sure," Kimmy said. She started to dry her hands. When Amy did not answer immediately she looked at her and saw how nervous she was. "What? What is it?"

"I just ... I mean ..." Julie looked at the floor. "Did you mean it?"

"Mean what?" Kimmy was confused. Had she said something to upset Amy?

"When you said you'd give me a guided tour," Amy said in a very small voice.

Kimmy stared at Amy in shock. Her silence drew Amy's eyes and when the blonde saw the look on her friend's face she knew she had embarrassed herself. Her expression hardened. Kimmy saw the moment slipping away. "Every word," she said quickly. Amy looked nervous and suspicious, waiting for Kimmy to laugh, to humiliate her. Instead Kimmy stepped in close and said, "Look, I just want us all to get along better. Julie is my sister. I know she's crazy but I love her. And you're my best friend. Julie thinks you have pretty legs. So what? You do have pretty legs. I look at them too, I'm just not as obvious as her. And I really don't mind if you want to look at my boobs." Kimmy stepped up to Amy and took her friends hands in hers. She pulled her close until they were pressed up against each other, Kimmy's larger bust pressing into Amy's small chest. Amy's eyes darted down to where their chests were in contact. She tore her eyes away looking even more embarrassed, but Kimmy smiled sweetly at her and said, "Really, it's okay. I don't mind when you do it. You're my friend. Look all you like." Feeling bold Kimmy let go of Amy's hands and began to unbutton her blouse. "Here, this will make it easier for you."

Amy's eyes were magnetized by the smooth curve of Kimmy's budding breasts. The lacy bra just made it better, like a lovely frame around something beautiful. She was scared, scared to let this secret part of herself out, scared that she would be mocked and humiliated for it. But Kimmy just opened her shirt further and cooed, "I don't mind, really. Not with you." So Amy stared. She let her eyes devour the sight of her friend's chest, her breath coming faster and hotter. This close she could even smell Kimmy, and she smelled really good.

When Amy was able to tear her eyes away she looked up. Kimmy saw her face and realized that she had never in her life seen a face that more needed to be kissed. So she did. Kimmy leaned in and pressed her lips to Amy's, wrapping her arms around her friend and pressing their chests together.

Amy melted. She didn't understand what was happening, her thoughts were in confusion, but the feeling sweeping through her was like a river of tingling warmth. When the kiss stopped she didn't open her eyes. She wanted to just stay like this and never have to go back to the real world.

"Amy?" Kimmy asked.

Amy opened her eyes. Seeing Kimmy in front of her made her eyes widen even further and a hand flew up to touch her lips. "Oh my god," she whispered.

"Hey, don't freak out. It's okay. We're friends." Seeing the confusion and fear in her friend's face made Kimmy want to hold her closer. "We can do that. It's okay for us."

"But I'm not ..." Amy started.

Kimmy stopped her by putting her fingers on Amy's lips. "You can be whatever you want to be. You can do whatever you want." Kimmy tried to convey through her eyes some of what she had learned over the past weekend. "Nobody can judge you. I won't. I'm your friend." Kimmy wrapped both arms around Amy and hugged her tighter. "Mmmmm, and you feel really good."

Amy looked down. Then back up. Her eyes could not find a place to rest. Then she closed her eyes and simply leaned in to Kimmy and rested her head on her friend's shoulder. Very softly, almost too soft to hear, she said, "So do you."

Kimmy squeezed her. She kissed the top of Amy's head. She loosened her hold and stroked Amy's hair, then touched her friend's chin and lifted her face so they could see each other again. She had never seen Amy this vulnerable and so she kissed her very gently. Amy leaned into the kiss. Stepping back Kimmy broke from their embrace. "We gotta get back to class okay?"

Amy nodded. She even smiled a little. Feeling utterly wicked Kimmy unbuttoned two more buttons on her blouse and eased her shirt open. She traced her fingertips lazily across her swelling breasts. "Maybe you can sleep over some time," she said.

Amy's gaze followed Kimmy's fingertips and once again her face filled with desire. Kimmy understood. She understood the conflict, the desire. She understood perfectly. And she knew this is where Amy needed to be. This is where she needed to come from. So Kimmy turned away and walked to the door, buttoning her shirt. She didn't look back, she just left. She left Amy with her desire, knowing she would follow Kimmy through the door. Through many doors.

It wasn't until she was halfway down the hallway that Kimmy realized that Julie still had her panties. Both sets. The cool air on her slit gave her goosebumps.

Back in Mr. Avis' class Kimmy tried to focus on the math lesson. Amy was taking her time. But eventually Amy walked through the door; walked in and went straight to her desk. She did not look at Kimmy when she came in, and since her desk was behind hers Kimmy had no way to know how Amy was reacting. So she did her best to simply focus on algebra. Her smooth naked little pussy made that a challenge, but through willpower she persevered.

At the end of class Amy left in a rush. Kimmy let her go. She knew Amy needed some time to come to grips with their magical moment. She went to her next class, which was study hall, and got most of her homework done. And her class after that went normally. Her last class was with Ms Steiner who was her youngest teacher. Fresh out of grad school she was only twenty four and taught science. She was a bit short, only 5'2", but quite curvy with D-cup breasts and bright strawberry blond hair and laughing blue eyes. Most of the boys thought she was very sexy. Kimmy agreed with them. Her awakened sensuality imagined all sorts of lewd things she could do with the young teacher until she felt a trickle begin in her sex. At one point, while everybody in class worked on a sample problem, Kimmy looked up and saw Ms Steiner quickly look away. Kimmy thought that was odd, then realize that from where Ms Steiner was sitting she could see up Kimmy's skirt. Omigod, Kimmy thought, Ms Steiner just saw my pussy. Her first impulse was to close her legs so as not to get in trouble. But Kimmy had been second guessing her impulses all day and instead she simply pretended not to notice. She eased her legs open a bit and acted as innocent as possible. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her teacher staring even more. It was thrilling.

After class Kimmy gathered up her things. She was deliberately slow so as to be the last person to leave. As she headed for the door Ms Steiner looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't bring herself to do it. Kimmy said, "See you tomorrow Ms Steiner. Maybe I'll be better dressed then," which she followed with a wink. Ms Steiner went pale as Kimmy virtually skipped out of the room.

She gathered her things from her locker. Amy never showed. Maybe she had messed up, she thought. She'd have to sort it all out tomorrow. And what was the deal with Ms Steiner? Could she be into girls? It had never occurred to Kimmy to even wonder before. She'd have to ask her mom about it. Beth knew all about that sort of thing.

Kimmy hustled to the buses and got on hers. Julie was already there saving her a seat. They didn't usually sit together but now their relationship had changed and Kimmy slid into the seat next to Julie, playfully crushing her little sister up against the windows.

"Aagghhhhh, get off me you cow," Julie groaned.

"Cow!" Kimmy squawked.

In a whisper Julie said, "Well you've got the udders for it."

Kimmy's eyes went steely. "Oh that's it. You're dead meat little girl. Just you wait until we get home."

"Yeah?" Julie sneered. "Do your worst Boom Boom."

"Boom Boom! Oh you are sooooo dead." Kimmy leaned in and hissed in her sister's ear. "I think the little bitchtoy needs a beating to remember her place."

Julie slowly leaned back and her eyes caught Kimmy's with a gaze of pure submissive need. "That is my place," she said softly.

Kimmy realized at that moment that if she told her little sister to strip naked and play with herself in the middle of the bus she would do so without hesitation. Her mother was right, she thought. They were both crazy. Kimmy really was the only one responsible enough to be in charge. "Homework first," she said.

Julie smiled. "Can I wear my collar when I do my homework?"

Kimmy realized her nipples were hard. "Yes," she said with a nod. "Naked."

Julie's smile got even brighter. "Yes Ms Kimmy," she said, her voice dripping with love. She sat back and squirmed in her seat. "C'mon," she growled. "Let's get this fucking bus moving."

Kimmy sat back and said nothing, but she felt the same way. She had gotten through the day. Soon they would be home and she could be free again. Free to be herself. She wouldn't have to hide her swollen nipples or her wet pussy anymore. And tonight, she realized, she would bring both her mother and her little sister to heel. Tonight she would make her world the way she wanted it. Forever.

:: End Chapter 06