Mother's Messages

by Holley

Mum had sent me on a serious shopping adventure for her. First call was to the pharmacy for some regular medication she takes to alleviate the pain in her back. This is as a result of a car accident many years ago and whilst it doesn't affect her all the time there are times when, so she says, the pain is unbearable. I have no way of knowing whether that's the truth or whether she sends me of to the pharmacy to get me out of the way.

There didn't appear to be any hurry so I'd done what I had to do and then sat on a bench just watching the shoppers passing by. Lots of older women, remember I'm only fourteen, passing by some with babies in their strollers and some with older children. Life is full of surprises so that whilst some of the women are quite ordinary, and I don't mean that in a derogatory way, there were some that frankly were really lovely. I have no idea what it is that makes me the way I am but I honestly do like older women. When I say like I mean sexually, my eyes wander across their bodies from the top of their heads to the tip of their toes. Some have nice faces, some have nice breasts and some have nice backsides but over and above those women there are those that are really outstandingly beautiful, so beautiful in fact that they practically take my breath away.

This morning I'd seen two such women and I'd felt the saliva on my lips as I'd watched them walk past. One in particular had flaming red hair and such a beautiful figure with her backside swaying inside a short tight skirt she'd caught just about everybody's attention, both men and women. She'd had twins in a pram and oh my gosh I'd felt like following her but with children around it's difficult to get women away from them. So, I'd had to let her walk past without even smiling at her. However, I suspect that being so beautiful she had no problem in attracting attention both favourable and unfavourable and certainly she wouldn't want me.

But, she'd left a taste in my mouth. The taste was of pussy, not that I'd eaten a pussy for a few days so it must have been an imagined taste but it had definitely inspired me to want the real thing. The question was where would I get any at this time of the day? When you're in the mood for a nice girl or women to undress they never seem to be around and if they're around they're often not the kind you want. So, the day was proving to be very unsatisfactory until my mobile phone rang. It was one that my mother had bought for me with the instructions that it was only to be used for serious calls, not just to chatter with my friends. Most of my friends know my number so they can ring me but I guess they've had exactly the same instructions from their parents too so incoming calls are rare unless it's mum. This wasn't mum though; it was Sybil thanking me for giving me some of my old panties. I was at the stage where I was growing quite fast so last year's underwear didn't fit me although it was still in good condition. Sybil's mother didn't buy her anything fancy, just plain cotton knickers so she'd asked me if I had any lacy one's she could have.

After she'd asked me about them I'd promised to find a couple of pairs for her and Anne and having sneaked them to her at Anne's house they'd hidden them away from Anne's mother, Nathalie. I don't know how Sybil had got them from Anne's house to her own home but girls are so devious that I guess she had no problem in hiding them away from her mother's sight. I'd later found out that she'd worn two pairs of knickers home and hidden the lacy ones away in a drawer under some other clothes of hers. She started to tell me about how they felt and then said, “oh, sorry, are you still at home?” When I told her mum had sent me to the shops for some things for her Sybil had said she was in the girls clothes department in the department store which I knew very well was only a couple of minutes from where I was then. I walked quite quickly to meet her and after the time I'd spent checking out women as they'd passed I was feeling a bit excited and the taste of pussy had refreshed itself in my mouth. I only stopped for a few seconds to slip into the ladies to put on some lipstick and a bit of eye make up and then hurried to the agreed meeting place. When I got there she was stood admiring girls clothes but she knew I was there, just a feeling she said she had. When I was almost on her she turned round and smiled that gorgeous smile that little girls have, it was enough to make my heart start to beat so fast. Looking around to make sure there was no one else around I put my arms around her and kissed her. My goodness, her mouth opened like a seasoned performer as she sucked my tongue into her mouth caressing it with her own tongue and then holding it with her teeth whilst I struggled to extricate it. I'm such a fucking liar aren't I? I certainly wasn't trying to extricate it although it would have been nice if she'd held it a little gentler.

I asked her where we could go and she'd asked “what for” knowing full well what I wanted from her but she didn't give an any better answer than that although she kept a firm grip on my hand holding it against her thigh. As she'd turned my hand moved, under her control, from her thigh to her pussy and again she'd given me that devilish smile, the one that made my heart pound and my pussy tingle. Giving me another kiss she'd led me by the hand further round the shop until we were in the furniture department when, smiling that smile again, she'd said, “we'd look lovely in that bed Holley, with you on top of course. You'd be eating my pussy and teasing my clit with that lovely red lipstick covered mouth of yours.” How could this little bitch tease me so much but more was to follow when she told me we were meeting Anne too a little later.

If my heart had been pounding before it was going flat our now and where my pussy had been tingling before it too was under even greater stress now. What would happen when we met up with Anne was just too much to contemplate but I knew one thing, it didn't matter how late my mother's shopping got home I wasn't going until something had happened with these two girls.

Girls, when they're up to mischief, always seem to congregate in the toilets and so it was with us. Anne came out of one of the cubicles as we walked in her dress still pulled up showing me the knickers that I'd given her. I gulped; I couldn't ever remember them looking so good on me when I wore them. I know they'd certainly excited other older women but on the girls, from my point of view they looked sensational. When Sybil lifted her dress too and I saw both of them showing their knickers I nearly fainted with excitement. In old-fashioned stories a woman would have had to be revived with smelling salts.

Surely after that exhibition I would get something to ease my tension but Anne, that strongest of young girls, took Sybil and leaning her against the vanity basins had proceeded to kiss her long and deep. I wanted to join in with them but, surprised as I was, I seemed to be rooted to the spot. I know from experience just how luscious Anne's kisses are so it was no surprise when Sybil responded to her but what about me? I should have been involved too and jealousy had set in as I tried to separate them but Anne's hand was under Sybil's dress by now and, with a little encouragement from Sybil, her hand had been inside her knickers and I could quite clearly see them moving around Sybil's pussy.

This wasn't supposed to happen, I was supposed to be the girl getting fucked not only by Anne but also by Sybil too, but here I was nothing more than a spectator. The girls had shifted their feet so that whilst Anne's hand was inside Sybil's knickers Sybil now had her hand down the back of Anne's knickers playing with her bottom and as though it had been timed fingers had entered each others orifices and moved with some rapidity so that both of them orgasmed at the same time. With one more kiss they'd separated and turning to me they'd just given me a smile. Was that all I was going to get? Apparently so, they'd adjusted their dress, washed their hands and turned to me and asked if I was coming. Without waiting for a response from me they opened the door and left me stood there.

They'd left me feeling terrible and whilst I wanted to 'cum' I wanted it to be them that did it to me. I could quite easily have gone in one of the cubicles and masturbated but that wasn't what I wanted, definitely not, I wanted to be fucked.

I followed them out of the ladies toilet and found them stood looking in a shop window but neither of them made any move to ease my longings, they just said let's go and walked off towards an ice cream stall. Whoever paid for the ice cream did at least buy one for me and we sat and licked it to a finish.

It seemed as though there would be no excitement for me right then and I prepared to walk to the bus stop to catch the bus home. After letting me walk away for quite a few yards Anne called out to me, “hey misery guts, didn't you get a fuck today?” I thought that was hitting below the belt and I almost just walked on but Sybil trotted after me, took my hand and told me how much they'd enjoyed teasing me. 'Come on”, she'd said, “we're going to Anne's place and you're going to have a really nice time.” As you can imagine, that really pleased me and I was looking forward to whatever they had in store for me.

No sooner had we got through the door than the two girls were at it again with Sybil's hand down the front of Anne's knickers this time. This was all too much to bear and I thought very seriously about going home until Anne had a little orgasm and I was guided to her pussy by Sybil. “Eat her out”, she'd said, no 'would you like to' or 'please eat her out', it was just a blunt order and in the tormented state I was in it was not one bit of trouble to kneel down in front of her and kiss her pussy. What disconcerted me though was the fact that as I was licking her pussy and moaning in delight the girls were having a very nice conversation about what they'd do tomorrow. Once that discussion had ended they started kissing each other, not passionately, just gently but as they moved against each other I could feel Anne's thighs rubbing against my face getting me even hornier. Sybil was the troublemaker here as she altered the direction the conversation was going in to ask Anne about how many other girls she fucked at the pool. I didn't hear Anne's answer so I can't repeat it to you, perhaps it was none, all I knew is that the question alone had made me frantic to think that his little sweetie that had me kneeling before her, as though in supplication, could have been fucking other girls of my age.

Sybil had said I don't think Holley heard you, say it again and Anne, just a little louder this time said “probably about three of four” and then said no, I have to include Holley's aunt Cecilia don't I? Following this little discussion that had been going back and forward between the girls Sybil had suggested to Anne that she should get more comfortable and so we'd moved so she was sat on a chair. When I again kneeled in front of her Sybil had sat on the chair arm and oh fuck, they were kissing quite madly each little sucking sound that came to me made me even hornier and I don't think I'd ever sucked so hard in my life.

Casually getting up from the chair arm Sybil had told Anne to stand up so she could sit. Before she sat though, she'd pulled up her dress and asked Anne to take her knickers off. Once her pussy had been bare Sybil had pointed me to her pussy and Anne was pointed in the direction of the chair arm. We continued as before with me eating Sybil's pussy and Anne and Sybil engaged in a kissing session. When Sybil had let me have her little 'cum' she'd immediately done a Tom Cruise. You may remember that Tom Cruise had been talking to Oprah and he'd leapt up on the seat and that was something like Sybil had done just now.

There I was, on my knees as though in church but unlike being in church I had Sybil's 'cum' around my mouth and the girls were continuing on with a conversation about something they were intended doing tomorrow. I was so disappointed, I thought I'd done a really good job on both of them and here they were just chatting together. I got up off the floor and then I knew what had happened as one of them held me whilst the other one unfastened my dress and dropped it to the ground and then off came my bra. Stood there practically naked or at least half naked I wondered what was going to happen to me. Anne quickly pushed everything on the table to one end and they pushed me towards it holding me down with one hand each whilst they pulled my knickers down with the other and then off came my bra, which had been hanging from my shoulders, just leaving me in my stockings and shoes.

The way they looked at me I thought for a minute they were going to take my photograph but both leaned over me and as though it had all been rehearsed they both kissed me on the mouth or as near as was possible. Now they had me there the hands that had been holding me down were put to good use teasing my breasts but it was the other hands that were really interesting, both girls had their spare hands against my super wet pussy and as they pressed them against me I felt them enter me. I didn't really need to be teased I was so wet but their busy fingers were fucking me so beautifully, whilst they were kissing I have to tell you, their hands had speeded up so that with the wetness and the speed they were moving at I feared they'd disappear inside me. I didn't have to fear though, they did disappear inside me but it was wonderful, I was so wet that I didn't really feel a thing or certainly no pain.

They held me as I orgasmed, they needed to as I practically convulsed almost off the table. Their hands remained inside my pussy as I calmed down and with an enormous sigh as they pulled out of me I threw my arms around them both and pulling them down to me I kissed them as wetly as I could.

They helped me down from the table and as they did Anne said isn't it a pity that Nathalie isn't here. I'd met Nathalie on the first occasion I'd come here but when Sybil said Sadie should have been her too I nearly fainted, Sadie's the woman I'd teased at my aunt Cecilia's place some days ago. What on earth would Sybil have said if she'd known that I'd propositioned her mother to let me fuck her???????? And, what was even worse, I'd done it in front of my aunt. And, now within recent days I really had fucked her.

Whilst we were all recovering Sybil's mother rang and said she'd be over to pick her up in a few minutes but to wait for her outside as she was in a hurry to go somewhere. I'd been happy about that because I didn't want to meet her again under the current circumstances. When I next propositioned her I wanted it to be in private.

Sybil left to wait at the gate for her mother to arrive and when I said I'd better go too Anne asked me to wait for a few minutes. Once we'd heard the car drive away Anne came to me, kissed me and felt my breasts. I don't want you to go just yet she'd said, I didn't really get what I wanted from you whilst Sybil was here and with that she took me to her bedroom, undressed me again including removing my stockings, my ear rings and my necklace. I want you absolutely naked she'd said and laid me down on the edge of the bed and starting with my toes she'd licked every square inch of my body. My painted toenails had disappeared into her mouth as she'd sucked them and licked them and then her tongue and lips had teased the soles of my feet. Oh, it was so nice and nicer still as her wet tongue had progressed up to my knees where she'd lifted my feet over her head and kissed me behind the knees before returning my legs to the bed.

As she'd sat back staring at my bare pussy, still remaining drips of my cum around it, she lowered her mouth and kissed it so gently. It was almost as though she was kissing a lover, which in reality I suppose she was. She spent an awfully long time around there without pushing her tongue inside me once but her licks, her little sucks and her tender kisses still kept me aroused and with each action a little more of my juices had escaped. I wondered what she'd do next but my curiosity was soon satisfied as she moved to my lips and again like an experienced lover we kissed. She was the most active participant and her kisses made me quiver. Soon she moved to my nipples and whilst I held them out for her she licked them and all around each breasts until I asked her to finish me off.

She'd dipped her head and dragging her lovely soft hair across my belly and my pussy she'd proceeded to slowly eat me out making me call out for her to, “Oh, for fucks sake Anne, make me 'cum'. She wasn't to be rushed though and I'd guess it was a full ten minutes before she gave me what I wanted. As I'd gushed on her face she'd licked me frantically as she'd struggled to cope with what I'd expelled for her but like the true tiger she is she didn't surrender until such time as everything I'd let go had been swallowed.

We held each other tight or rather she'd held this exhausted girl tight until having rested for a little while I said I'd have to go home. But releasing me from her grasp she'd walked slowly to a cupboard and opening it she'd lifted out a dildo. It wasn't very long, but certainly quite thick. My eyes must have looked as though they were about to leave my head. I wasn't scared of it I'd felt on inside me once before but I'd said that between the two of them they'd practically fucked me to a standstill. Anne's response had been to turn around to let me fasten it at the back and then it had been slid inside me so slowly as she'd leaned forward to kiss me. Remember I'm your number one fuck she said as she slowly teased me with it. It came out and in my mouth and then back in my pussy and every stroke had been done with calm deliberation just gathering my juice on the end of the dildo and then when she thought she'd gathered enough she withdrew it again and put it in my mouth. At no time had she rushed, she was calm as though fucking older girls was an every day occurrence for her and her confidence in putting it in my mouth should have told me that I'd almost certainly be hers whenever she wanted me. Almost at the point where in books I would have been pleading with her to finish me off she gave an almighty thrust making me feel as though the tip of the dildo had come out of my arsehole. Don't ask me if I'd 'cum', if it had been a swimming pool there couldn't have been any more fluid around.

After I'd dressed, with her help, she made sure the bra and blouse were sitting nicely and my knickers showed me off to the best advantage I left but not before we'd kissed again.

When I got home whatever mother had been doing had obviously kept her occupied because all she said to me was, “oh, you're home, did you get my tablets?” I wonder if the fact I had a smile a mile wide made any impression on her?