Anne's Special Touch

by Holley

Anne realised that I still wasn't too well despite my most recent encounters so she'd come over to keep me company but as she'd arrived she saw that I was up and about and to cap it all off I was dressed too. “Wow” she'd said, “don't you look lovely?” As you can imagine her comment cheered me enormously. I'd not put on my lovely push up bra nor my plunge neckline blouse; I was wearing a nice short skirt and a 'T' shirt. Neither of those items was too tight, as a matter of fact the skirt was one that was likely to blow up around my hips if it got caught in a wind. It's one that I've had for a little while and I don't think it's one that mum likes me to wearing these days but being an independent sort of girl I more or less wear what I like.

Now that Anne was here we'd retreated to my bedroom and I was so surprised when Anne came to me in a most solicitous mood kissing me more like a lover than a girl who wanted to fuck me. The kiss was delightful, almost as though the next thing she'd say would be 'I love you' and that wasn't all, there were more to come. Each one was more loving than the previous one and I hadn't felt her tongue searching for the way into my mouth once. Maybe I should have been disappointed but quite frankly I wasn't, I was beginning to like this new Anne. Oh yes I wanted sex with her but it could wait, I had every intention of giving myself to her whenever she wanted.

After what seemed like a solid half hour of kissing, not once having touched my breasts or felt my bottom, she pulled me off the bed saying off we go. She didn't explain where but I guessed it would be where the other girls gathered, at the shopping centre. I was a little surprised when instead of heading that way we turned a corner and headed towards her house. When she unlocked the door unlike on other occasions, where she'd made an immediate grab for me, this time she led me into the lounge room and guided me to a seat on the settee.

She'd put a video on or rather one had already been in the machine and she'd just pushed the 'play' button. After the introduction it turned out to be a romance novel film and once we'd seen a few scenes and got the general impression of what was about to happen Anne put her arm around my shoulder and pulled me into her. I turned my head to smile at her and when I did she kissed me on the lips as I imagine a boy would do when he had his best girl friend in the movies. It was a lovely kiss, so soft and gentle and frankly I didn't want it to end but end it did as she returned to watching the movie.

I hadn't heard of this film before so I wasn't sure if there was anything in it that would give me a hint as to what would happen. But suddenly Anne stood up and lifted her dress up to show me her knickers. They were the pair I'd taken from my bedroom drawer; remember I'd given her and Sybil old pairs of mine that were still in good condition. I could see her pussy through the lace and whilst wetness doesn't show as well on lace as it does on a pair of cotton knickers I could definitely see something there. It was sort of like a spiders web as little tiny strings of her pussy juice was stretched between the little bits of lace. I could remember seeing myself like that only last year when I'd had what my friend Barbie called my first little 'cummie'.

I reached forward to touch her but she held my hand away. I suppose I could have overpowered her but I didn't want to do that. Having shown me her knickers she sat down again with her arm around me again and when I turned in anticipation of another kiss she just touched my lips with her fingers. Oh my god, as much as I'd enjoyed this romantic stuff with her showing me her knickers I'd become aroused. I tried to move her face towards me so I could kiss her but she'd given me one of those little smacks that I like so much, they tell me that when she's ready I won't regret what she does to me.

What else could I do but show some patience but when she got off the settee and went to the kitchen I felt a bit as though she'd abandoned me. She was away a few minutes but that was all and when she came back she had a couple of slices of cake on a plate but she'd cut the slices into a little dice and she proceeded to feed me like a little child. It had only been a few days ago when Sadie, Sybil's mother, had fed me little tit bits in the restaurant before kneeling down in front of me and eating my pussy. Was that what was going to happen here? As she'd slid one of the little pieces into my mouth I'd left some of my saliva on her fingers so that as the next piece was put in my mouth I could taste not only the cake but my own saliva.

Thinking of what I'd done to myself last night, I'd 'cum' quite beautifully as I'd thought about Sadie and her white bra and black knickers, the naughtiness of Anne putting the pieces in my mouth and my saliva had me almost back to where I was immediately before I got up, with the imaginary taste of Sadie still in my mouth. Pushing the pieces of cake in my mouth had turned me on as you could imagine and just thinking back to Anne and her knickers showing those 'spiders webs' across the lace panel started my juices flowing quite nicely.

Eventually she'd finished stuffing pieces of cake into my mouth and she kissed and licked the crumbs off my lips. I couldn't resist it I made an immediate grab for her and pulled her to me thrusting my lips at hers in a desperate attempt to arouse her. She responded to my kiss but breaking away she'd said haven't any of those older ladies you've been with told you that being with a little girl like me is dangerous? They had but I'd ignored them so far but I was beginning to realise that what ever it was little girls had it was very strong medicine.

Stand up she said and when I stood she told me to get undressed. I wanted her to undress me but she just sat back and watched me as I unfastened my blouse. I was embarrassed of course, I would have preferred her to do it, but the only thing she did was to tell me to slow down. I'd got my blouse unfastened by now and when I went to unfasten my bra she stopped me saying rest for a moment or two. Then the order came again and I unfastened my bra and in an attempt to tease her I did it very slowly or at least I started to do it slowly until she told me to get a move on. I almost ripped it off trying to satisfy her but when I went to drop my skirt she just told me to lift it up and show her my knickers.

That as a bit embarrassing because they were quite soaked at the front but all she'd said had been 'yummy'. That gave me lots of courage and when I unfastened the waistband on my skirt I shimmied (I think that's the right word) it over my hips very slowly. Eventually it was on the floor and I was just in my knickers and shoes fully expecting Anne to put her hand out to touch me. Surprise, surprise, she lifted her own skirt and started to stroke her pussy. That wasn't supposed to happen, she should have put her hand on my pussy; surely she could see that pussy was almost begging her to touch it? Watching her playing with herself wasn't fair but another surprise when she reached under the cushion behind her and pulled out a dildo. It was only small but it was already covered by a condom and she made a great play of showing it to me. Now reaching forward she touched my pussy with it and as she did my eyes had closed and I'd given a little shudder. Reaching to hold me to her she'd slid it in to its fullest extent and oh my, didn't that please me but I was disappointed when she took it out again, at least I was until she put it in her mouth. Turning me around she put it against my anus but there was no chance of getting it in there without me moving.

Moving together, but under her guidance, she laid me on the arm of the settee with my head almost against the back so that my body followed the curve of the arm. That of course pushed my bottom in the air and she'd moved to kiss me on my buttocks whilst she just held the dildo against my hole without moving it.

The hand not engaged in holding the dildo was continually stroking my bottom at the same time as she was kissing them and slowly, slowly I relaxed enough for her to enter just the tip in my bottom. It had been an involuntary move that lifted my bottom clear of the settee arm leaving a nice gap between us so that now her hand could reach underneath me to enter my pussy and as it did the dildo was pushed fully home. That had brought out a gasp, I couldn't be sure if it was in joy or in pain. However, I'd given her a little wriggle and it had almost disappeared up my backside.

There had been no movement of either of her hands, I was just lay there with both her hands having taken over each of my orifices as she'd leaned forward, told me to turn my face and pushed her tongue deep or as deep as her little tongue would go, into my mouth. Is this heaven I'd wondered but it wasn't quite yet, her hands had not started moving but when they did, that's when I'd know I was in heaven.

She then helped me up from the settee arm and led me to the bedrooms. The one she'd entered and taken me into was her mother's bedroom. When I'd first met Anne I'd also met her mother Nathalie and found she was 'one of us'but nevertheless I didn't think it was very nice to engage in a sexual activity without her knowledge. When I spoke to Anne about it she'd just said mum likes you so even if I'd countered with but she probably won't like me smell in here Anne would have, and in fact did, totally ignored my complaint.

Still holding the dildo in my bottom, although she had taken her fingers out of my pussy she laid me on the bed with my bottom just clear of it so she could get to me without having to reach right underneath me. Her other hand had not gone back to my pussy, much to my regret, but I didn't have time to worry about it as she wriggled up level with me and resumed kissing me. I was ecstatic with her performance as her tongue caressed mine and occasionally her lips moved away from me so her silky tongue could lick it's way from one corner of my mouth to the other. On occasions it had left strings of her and my spittle between us. After a little while she'd moved down my body. It wasn't licking, it wasn't sucking, it wasn't biting, it was so beautifully done as her little wet tongue had progressed from under my breast, over the swell, pausing for a little while whilst her lips and tongue had circled my nipple. Of course she couldn't ignore the other one and it got equal treatment.

I was almost at the stage of orgasm and whilst she'd been attending to my nipples and breasts I'd been whispering to her telling her how good she is and how much I wanted her to want me. Each little whisper seemed to have encouraged her even more and she'd left my breasts on her way to my pussy. My pussy seemed to be sending out messages to her to hurry up and get here but I had to be tormented even more as she'd licked her way down my body pausing at my belly button then almost there she'd run her tongue along the crease between my torso and my thighs.

The things I'd been saying to her were not for publication as they say, they were far too disgusting but in the mood I was in I could quite easily have used the same words out in the street for all the public to hear. When she did eventually reach my cunt that first touch of her tongue on my protruding clit was like an electric shock. Yes, I've read that in other stories too but it seems to be the perfect description of what it feels like and my god, my body arched so high and squirted without her doing much more than just touching me. Her little face, that beautiful face that I was beginning to adore, was smiling at me even though it was bathed in 'cum' that she'd brought on with just that first touch of her tongue.

Eventually my body did fall back to the bed and as I did I realised that she still had the dildo in my bottom and the collision between my bottom and the mattress drove it even further and I had a fantastic anal orgasm. I begged her to let me wipe the bed down but she refused saying that we'll be back here shortly and besides Nathalie would want to smell what I'd left behind.

When she took me back there later I enjoyed myself again but it wasn't the same as the earlier fuck, that will take some beating and I guess that it was one of those that only come along infrequently.

About lunchtime when Nathalie came home for lunch she came into the lounge room and when she saw me she'd said “you look lovely, have you had a nice time this morning? Yes I had but I didn't tell her that her ten-year old daughter had fucked me to a standstill but I guess knowing her daughter and I she could make an educated guess.

When she came back downstairs she'd changed her blouse for some reason and surely she'd been able to detect aroma in there, however, she didn't make any comment at that time. As she'd left to return to work she'd said thank you for the perfume in my bedroom, I'll enjoy it when I get in bed tonight.

Shortly after lunch I went home feeling rather tired but very elated at the fuck that Anne, that oh so delicious little girl had given me just a little time ago.

I told mum that I'd had lunch but now I was tired and went up the stairs to lie down. But, first I had to check my battered pussy where Anne had thrashed it quite a bit during the second fuck and oh my, how swollen it looked but with just one touch as I slid my knickers down over my hips I'd innocently touched it and had another orgasm. Hearing the yell that I'd let out my mother rushed up the stairs to see what was going on only to find me leaning against the dressing table caressing my pretty little pussy where lots of sticky wet cream had accumulated. It was on my fingers too and even though it was my mother looking at me there was no way I could stop then. I'd continued to torment myself until I'd orgasmed again and then I fell on the bed.

I'd fully expected to hear my mother to say something about me being a dirty girl but all she'd said had been you poor girl and taking a tissue she'd wiped some of the 'cum' away from my pussy. She hadn't thrown the tissue in the waste paper basket as I would have expected, she took it with her. I wondered what she'd done with it???