Willow, Part Two (The Video)

by Honey West

The sun was setting. It was hard to notice at first because the table lamps in the room were set to turn up incrementally to make up the difference in light. Soon there was a warm glow in the apartment and warm air gently wafted over Willow’s bare backside as she lay immersed in a thick lush rug. The rug felt like a cloud. So this is heaven, she thought as she felt the naked body of a seven-year-old girl lie on top of her back and hug her lovingly.

Amazing. Just this afternoon the young librarian was sitting in the park with her usual lunch and her usual routine of fantasizing about sex. Here she was hours later having gone thru two intense mindblowing orgasms administered by, of all things, a preteen Jean Seberg who knew exactly what to do to make those explosions possible.

“You should touch yourself”, the youngster had matter-of-factly instructed as Willow felt her ass-cheeks being pried apart and a cool velvety little tongue began to lick her puckered hole. She complied and as her fingers moved to her pussy they bumped into the child’s own hand at her clit. Together they slid in and out of her small crevasse, their wet, slick fingers tenderly making love to themselves as well as her slit. Willow’s other hand pulled at her puffy nipples as she imagined the face of this little angel pressed into her ass, her sweet gummy bear tongue pushing in and out of her crinkled rosebud in a scooping motion. She remembered the sensations overtaking her and grinding the girl’s sopping hand into her clitoris as she came…

Now they lay quietly catching their breaths. Candy spread over Willow’s back like a throw. They heard a high-pitched laughing squeal from down the hall where Lily was having her fantasy come true.

“Mandy’s peeing on her,” Candy giggled, “Mommy probably is too.” She scooted up so she could whisper into Willow’s ear. Her bald cunt pressed delightfully into the woman’s back. “D’ya want me to do that to you?”

“Mmmm, maybe later, dear.” Willow purred. She was as mellowed as she could ever imagine. The young tyke was having none of this. She sat up and gyrated her bare bottom on Willow’s butt-cheeks. This new sensation enflamed the young woman and she responded by turning about, grabbing the little girl and swinging her underneath her. Now lying on top of Candy, Willow savored the feeling of her body over young flesh. They kissed, their tongues dancing between them. They smiled and the child’s spaced apart little teeth seem to demand that they be licked. Willow did so to the chuckles of a sprite. The scent of pussy was still lingering on her cheeks. “You smell good,” the little one confessed. Oh yeah? grinned Willow, now it’s my turn. And with a deft motion she moved down Candy’s coltish body and stopped at the smooth vertical line of her slit.

Memories of a fleeting moment in the past rushed into Willow. Here before her was the treasure she once briefly touched and had always fantasized about since. She gingerly felt the texture of the child’s puffy mound, pulled the soft lips apart and breathed in the rich perfume that greeted her. Her pink valley was clean yet creamy, slick with promise. The youngster lay back patiently as Willow memorized the beautifully unmarked skin that surrounded her little cunt. She blew gently on the tiny bump that pulsated and a bb-sized clit popped out from under its hood. It glistened like the perfect pearl that it was and Willow’s lips fell upon it as if magnetized.

Willow actually couldn’t remember at what age she started having orgasms. It just seemed natural to her to have them. She assumed that a girl this knowledgeable about sex must be having them as well. By god, then she was going to have a good one. As she snaked her tongue inside the tasty honeypot, the youngster responded with even creamier honey. Willow’s mouth and Candy’s bare cunt merged as one and the young woman’s nostrils were filled with the sexiest scent she had ever known. Willow moaned into the velvety slit in spite of herself. She had made love to adult women before in this exact same position but this time the difference was that she was holding an entire set of petite butt-cheeks in her palms. She looked up and watched little Candy’s body twitch as she suckled and flicked her tender pod. The girl layback simply allowing the pleasures to take her away. She broke into an excited giggle when Willow lifted her waifish legs towards her chest, jutting her bum into the air so that the woman could taste both her pussy and her pink asshole. As the young librarian pointed her tongue into the wrinkled little button, her nose continued to diddle the child’s clit and soon the boyish frame began shuddering and Candy came with a low falsetto cry, her upturned backside bucking in Willow’s face.

Willow was pleased to see she had an effect on this little one. Candy’s ‘young boy’ haircut was matted with perspiration and her flat pink nipples had tiny points on them. They embraced and kissed, slathering pussy juice over their faces.

When Harley, Lily and Mandy came back into the room they came across Willow in a state of quiet sexual nirvana. She was reclined across a pile of large floor pillows with a languid look on her face, Next to her Candy lay curled sucking on her pert tit like a contented baby. Willow’s arms were holding the girl to her and a finger of each hand was buried in her hairless pussy and asshole. There was no animated sexplay, instead she gently massaged the insides of the child as her own nipple was deliciously suckled. Cassandra’s little butt slowly gyrated to the woman’s slow and tender probing. Little mewling sounds were coming from the two of them.

“Oh isn’t that sweet.” Harley whispered.

Willow opened her eyes and smiled. The two ladies were draped in large fluffy bathrobes. Little Amanda’s head poked out of the front of Lily’s robe looking like an Indian papoose. She knew the seven-year-old’s naked body was wrapped around Lily’s under the terry-cloth and Lily, reading her thoughts correctly, pulled the sash aside to expose the girl’s backside. Mandy’s legs were fastened around the woman and Lily held her close to her chest, the buxom flesh of her tits pushing out to the sides. The twin’s buns were splayed apart and her pink anus was winking at Willow. There were giggles all around and refreshments were brought in; cold finger sandwiches and sodas were consumed quickly as it was understood that Harley and the kids had to leave for home (wherever that was) by end of evening (whenever that was). Willow asked no questions as to why and why not. She knew that her adventures in Wonderland may be over soon and she just wanted to get back to experiencing and memorizing every sensation that she could.

It was almost sensation overload. In the next hour and a half the five females in that cozy room feasted on each other in every delightful combination. Willow tasted Lily, the twins and their mother. She watched in lustful awe as mother licked her daughters and the girls returned the favor. She delighted in the various secret parts that were presented to her; Harley’s picture-perfect cunt with the short coarse hair and beautifully unfolding lips, Lily’s wavy bush and equally pliant labia and deep valley. Her wrinkled rosebud had a natural halo of brown around it while Harley’s was as pink and puckered as her kids’. Both women had firm, thick nipples that stood out like pencil erasers. Harley’s actually seemed to extend in Willow’s mouth making her imagine she was suckling on the penis of a baby boy. ‘Little Pee-Pees’ Mandy called them as she joined in the breastfeeding. Willow decided that her favorite thing was to have her ass licked. The girls complied. Willow decided that her second favorite thing was to lick a girl’s ass. There were volunteers all around. As the women rolled their tongues into both of her holes, Willow watched the seven-year-old twins make love to each other. A study in identical perfection (not counting the hair, of course) these two held their underdeveloped yet wonderfully feminine bodies together and it soon became clear as Candy mounted her bald slit on top of her sister’s who was the dominant one in the family. The young librarian began her orgasm as she watched the short-haired twin’s petite butt hump Mandy, the sound of wet pussies pumping into each other. At the same time, someone’s finger slid into her cunt and crooked into her g-spot. As she came, Willow again released a flood of nectar that splashed onto the faces of the ladies between her legs.

A cab came to pick up Harley and the girls. They were running very late and she felt this would be the quickest way to the airport as she wanted her regular driver and car to take Willow and Lily home. They stepped out into the cold frosty night with coats that happened to be in the closet and kisses on the cheeks were given all around. Candy gave Willow a hug that lasted longer than it probably should of but she was so tired she didn’t really think of it. Harley took her hands in hers and gave a warm glowing smile.

“Thank you for being so wonderful to my little girls, and, (blush) to me as well.” For the benefit of any neighbors watching she gave Willow another kiss on the cheek but left a cool touch of wetness from her tongue to give it meaning. As she settled into the luxury sedan she watched Lily and Harley exchanged warm pleasantries and a small gift-wrapped present to Lily who tucked it away in her coat.

The ride to Willow’s apartment was quiet. At first she was worried about the silence but looked at Lily who smiled that amiable smile she had. “Yes, child,” her eyelids blink lazily “I am as exhausted as you are.”

Exhausted was right. Willow barely remembered being let off at her place, kissing Lily goodnight or plopping into her bed to dream the night away in lascivious fantasies.

She woke the next morning to find the scent of sex on her fingers. The memories of the night before flooded in and she masturbated twice, called in sick and spent the rest of the day diddling herself. Now she was REALLY exhausted. Upon arriving at the library the following day, she was perceived by her colleagues to have had a bad time of it what with her haggard look and mild rings under her eyes. I’m feeling MUCH better now, thank you she would reply and feel giddy inside.

Though the days were suddenly getting colder, Willow still strolled out to the park at lunch only to find the bench empty and just a few older kids braving the playground. Oh well, she thought. No matter, she couldn’t get rid of the smile that always seemed to be inside her. ‘what you only dreamed of, what you could only imagine’. Now when she masturbated to the images of young girls on her websites she could truly imagine the feel, the smell and the taste of these little beauties.

It was a week later and Willow was handling book check-outs late in the day. A young girl, about eight, led her younger sister to the counter. The six-year-old had just gotten her new library card earlier with her mother’s signature and now, as the mom watched from a distance with a smile on her face, she was checking out her first book. Ohh, ‘Danny Duck Dresses Up’! Good choice. you’ll love this one, Willow cooed and the child proudly giggled. The librarian couldn’t help but notice the smile from the older girl. It seemed to be a slyer, knowing smile. Or was it just her imagination? Still, when she looked again the youngster was still keeping eye contact and Willow felt a stir in her tingly spots. As the girl led her happy sister away she looked back with one more almost-winking look. Am I giving off vibes? she thought. Oh well, next person in line, please.

Without looking up, still ruminating about the girl, Willow scanned the book that was placed in front of her and then noticed the cover. It was a glorious picture of a very young Jodie Foster and was titled Hollywood’s Child Stars and on the back was an equally glorious picture of Shirley Temple, dimples, curls and frilly dress. She looked up to see Lily standing there.

“Coffee-table book, really, mostly pictures with some silly text. Bet they knew whom this book was really aimed at. How are you, my child?” Willow grinned, glanced about to realize they were by themselves at the counter, and then felt her face blush red. Lily smiled when this happened.

“Hi..” she said shyly, taking the library card and swiping it, I…” she suddenly didn’t know what to say. “I missed you at the park.”

“My god, girl, it’s freezing out there. Do you get off soon?”

“Umm, yes, actually. In fifteen minutes.”

“I know. I’ll be outside in my car. I’ll honk when I see you. …Okay?”

“Oh! Yes, okay.” And then she was gone.

Willow felt her butterflies inside become manic as she hopped into the woman’s car. It was so neat and clean she thought it was new. Lily was wearing a light dress that made her buxom figure more evident. They said nothing until they were several blocks away into the city. At the first red light Lily turned and studied Willow. She knew the young lady would be making certain assumptions.

“I, ah, should tell you right off that the children are not in town if that’s what you’re thinking. The reason I’m here is, well, for myself. I’m aware that I caught you by surprise today and I would not take it personally at all if it were not the right time for you to see me or if you had other engagements or simply wanted to be alone. The question simply is: would you like to go to my place or should I just give you a lift home. I’ll understand if –“

“Your place.”

Lily beamed at the quick answer. The night had started off well.

The apartment Lily lived in was upscale and well to do. Quite a contrast to Willow’s compact little flat. The real surprise was how close the two actually lived from each other. Only a few blocks. The décor was modern but comfortable. The extra large picture windows offered a gorgeous view of the city from the fifteenth floor. Willow loved the couch, a soft, comfy almost kidney-shaped design that was sectional. When the front was pulled away it became a free form couch easy for sitting but pushed back into place and it was almost a bed. In front of it was a state-of-the-art hi-def TV that the young woman could only dream about on her city salary.

Lily took her coat and offered refreshments. Everything seemed so cordial. The conversation was light and non sexual. They sat on a divan near the window and sipped. They had not really touched each other yet. Then it became awkwardly silent.

Willow cleared her throat. “I have to tell you something, Lily. Last week … well, when it was over. I mean, when we were going home, to our apartments… Well, I was very tired. (Lily gave a ‘no kidding’ smile) I…I didn’t take the time to say… What I wanted to say and should have … Dammit, I wanted to thank you for the most amazing night of my life! I mean it was just fuckin’ amazing!” She brought her hand to her mouth in surprise at her language. “Sorry.” she added quietly.

Lily chuckled and they kissed. They scooched closer as they kissed and were soon panting into each others ears. Then Lily pushed herself away and smiled.

“I’m glad you said that. I too had a most memorable time. I feel that having you there had a lot to do with it.” Willow could see that she was still flushed from their embrace. “I feel a great kinship with you over matters we can never discuss with anyone else and,” she bit her lip apprehensively, “I want to share something with you, something rare that I know you will appreciate. Something I doubt I’ll show to anyone else except my darling Harley. Will you let me show you?”

“Anything.”

Lily stood up, left the room and came back with a tray of items. She handed a joint to Willow. (“Your preference I believe”) and picked up the wrapped gift that Harley had handed her that night. One side had been torn open and Willow inhaled and gasped at the same time as Lily slid the item out of the wrapping.

“Is that a DVD?” she whispered.

Lily nodded and picked up a remote that activated the drapes. Soon the picture windows and the late afternoon light were covered and another click turned on two warm sidelights. Another click turned on the flat screen television and yet another click opened the DVD player and Lily inserted the disc. She then turned to Willow.

“Well, shall we get comfy?”

Almost giddy with excitement, Willow took another hit and leaped onto the couch, kicking her work shoes off. She sat up with that perfect posture and could almost feel her nipples getting hard under her dress.

“Lily, is this what I think it is?”

Lily was trying to fold her legs under her stocking feet as easily as Willow did. Though in her forties she looked like a little kid about to watch Mary Poppins. All that was missing was a bowl of popcorn.

“As you can tell Harley is a very wealthy woman.” Lily started in a lecturing manner, “She has the kind of money that not only can get you what you want on the black market but can also get it in the highest quality. What she has on this disc, which is a copy for me to keep, is a collection of some of the finest, eh, ‘scenes’ in the underground. She set very strict criteria on what she wanted and I’m sure it wasn’t cheap to compile. This is the ‘special video’ she was watching when her girls snuck in on her.” She took the roach from Willow’s hand, finished it off and spoke while holding her breath. “She has other DVDs that are, y’know, more full-length; this one is a compilation, a ‘best-of’ if you will.”

“Have you seen it already?”

“Once. This time I want to watch it with you.”

Willow beamed at the honor. “Should… we get undressed or something?”

Lily aimed the remote at the TV and clicked On. “Just watch. I’ll undress you.” She scooted behind Willow and, snuggling up to her back, reached around and began unbuttoning her top.

The video started in black, then a logo popped up that she recognized as an illustration from an Alice in Wonderland book. She wasn’t used to a screen this large. She felt an excited dryness in her mouth when the first real image came on. Lily’s hands had undone the final buttons and were caressing her bare midriff. She was looking closely over Willow’s shoulder, their cheeks almost touching.

It was a plain pale bedroom. Pictures of beaches on the wall and a non-descript bed and dresser. In walks a lovely chubby Asian woman in green dress who begins to disrobe at the direction of the cameraman. Mild background music creeps in but it seems out of place. “There’s no sound on this scene,” Lily says as she slides her hands under Willow’s bra and locates her puffies, “That’s Miss Lee. She’s very popular in this genre.”

Miss Lee strips to black bra and panties and then, after an abrupt cut, walks back in and sits on the bed with a little child in her arms. Willow gives a small gasp as the woman lovingly kisses and cuddles the toddler, eliciting laughs by blowing raspberries into the baby’s bare chest. As she stands on Miss Lee’s legs with a slight wobble, the child’s padded pants are pulled down to the benefit of the camera exposing a smooth dimpled baby-butt that seems to clench in response to the open air.

“Oh my gawd,” Willow whispered huskily.

“It gets wilder.” Lily assured as she played with the librarian’s breasts.

Indeed another abrupt cut and a young Asian girl, about six years of age, with perfectly cut bangs across her forehead wearing skin tight leotards over her waifish body enters the room. She smiles at the camera and gives Miss Lee a kiss to the mouth, then helps to pull the toddler’s pants completely off. Miss Lee turns her to show the camera a puffy pair of baby lips, the slit so thin it is almost invisible. She lifts the little doll over her head and gives more laugh-inducing raspberries only this time directly on the wee one’s pussy. When she lowers her back down the little girl moves forward and presses her face directly between the toddler’s asscheeks, the zoom-in showing her small tongue lapping away.

“Whooaa.” Willow breathed. She looked down and realized she was now topless. She felt Lily’s full naked boobs press into her back. She was aware her pussy scent had wafted thru her clothes she was so turned on. Lily whispered in her ear, “I can smell your cunt, child.” She turned to her and nodded and when she looked back to the TV the scene had changed dramatically.

The quality of this one was strikingly different; a more sophisticated and polished look. There was sound. The camera was obviously set over a bed, gazing down on a woman lazing on satiny sheets. She was nude and beautiful, with long golden tresses that evoked the days of Hollywood starlets. She looked like a cross between Veronica Lake and Cybill Sheppard. A young boy slides onto the bed next to her. Maybe five or six, Willow couldn’t be sure, the lad was wearing only white BVDs and his skin was smooth, hairless and warm. He smiled impishly at the woman and she grinned back, reaching into his skivvies to fondle his privates under the cloth. The ladies were watching the screen with mouths open. The starlet then pulled out the cutest little erection Willow could ever imagine. The size of her pinky finger, the head looked cushy and the stem seemed compactly hard. The woman flipped her long hair aside as she took the little sausage into her mouth and suckled as if it were a delicacy.

Willow didn’t take her eyes off the screen. Even as she felt her body being shifted around so that her clothes could be removed her eyes were glued to the woman and boy playing with each other’s bodies. She and Lily leaned back and began masturbating as the blonde pulled the child on top of her. A look of lustful dreaminess fell on the starlet’s face as she felt the youngster enter her with his little dickie. Her hands caressed his soft buns and her finger slid up and down his crack, stroking his tiny bumhole. The contrast of this woman’s full, grown-up body under the small boy’s was surreal to say the least.

The sound of wet finger-fucking became louder. The ladies were side by side and yet closely snuggled together, loving the feel of each other’s nudity. Willow’s leg crossed over Lily’s and she could feel the shuddering vibrations coarse thru her partner’s limbs as she was building her orgasm.

A very good close-up of a woman’s face on a bed. She was wearing a ball-room style eye-mask that didn’t disguise the fact that she was beautiful. She moved to her baby’s side and, unclipping the diaper, brought her mouth to the infant’s pussy. Her nose seemed to rest on the lovely slit and a sublime smile graced her face. Spreading the teeny lips she ran her tongue in the crack and, as it sometimes happens, was greeted by a stream of baby pee which splashed against her face and mask to her chuckling delight.

“Ooohhh!!!” That did it for Lily who began shaking her buxom flesh about as she came. Her climax made Willow cum and the two women wailed aloud in unison.

They should have stopped to rest but they couldn’t and the ‘schlopp-schlopp’ sound of pussy-pumping continued. The screen had changed to garishly bright colors of another decade as a mother and her barely-teenaged daughter made out on a bed in full naked splendor. A third girl, no more than nine, jumped on the bed and allowed her flat boyish body to be fondled and molested to everyone’s delight. As the girl sat on the woman’s face, letting a tongue invade her bald chink, the daughter came from behind to lick the child’s asshole. As she did this the teen slowly humped her pussy onto mother’s leg.

Willow stopped long enough to bring her honey-glistened fingers to her mouth. Lily gave a cry and, seeing what she was asking for, Willow smeared her fingers gently over the woman’s lips and tongue before letting her suck the juices into her mouth. Gently holding the digits with her teeth, Lily came again as she felt her thick nipple being suckled. By the time Willow could refocus back on the screen, Miss Lee was making love to a little boy, holding his spindly leg up and slathering his hairless wiener and balls with her mouth. As she washed his pink bumhole with her tongue, he playfully tried to reach back and grab her plump tits.

Lily rolled onto her stomach between Willow legs. She nuzzled her nose into the smooth fragrant bush. “You’re missing what’s on!” Willow sighed as she felt the woman breath deeply from her cunt. “I’m missing nothing.” Lily purred as she shoved a small pillow under the girl’s backside to allow better access to her small pussy. Willow felt the animated tongue enter her and tried not to let her eyes roll into the back of her head.

The next scene was back to the satiny sheets. The camera angle was now level. The same boy who had ‘starred’ with the starlet was standing naked on the mattress. Sitting in front of him was a darling little four or five year girl with a Shirley Temple face and golden curls. She wore only panties. Someone in the background said ‘anytime’ and the boy held his little peter, much smaller when flaccid, and aimed it at the girl. Nothing happened and the girl kept watching the little penis with awed patience. Willow held her breath as well and prayed that Lily would not stop her magic tongue. Just then a spurt of pee landed on the little girl’s head and she shrieked in surprise. The boy began to tinkle all over the little one and she squinched her eyes closed as he covered her blonde curls with yellow liquid. Oh god, Willow moaned as she felt Lily’s tongue go deeper inside her and her nose motioned side to side over her clit, it won’t be long now. The lad was wiggling his wee-wee about wetting every part of the sitting girl. Then the child tried to sit up on her knees to catch some of the spray but his stream was diminishing quickly, out of her reach. Just then the starlet reappeared around the boy and, with her long golden hair falling down like Rapunzel, she drew her mouth over the tiny cock catching the last sprinkle of pee before seemingly swallowing his crotch. She pulled away with a ‘plop’ noise and grinned at the camera, a trickle of piss on her chin. The little girl, her hair soaked and matted, turned to the camera and broke out in a high-pitched giggle.

Willow was going to cum. Big time. She knew that but still had a split second to realize why it was such a wonderful climax. The scenes she beheld were everything she’d always dreamed of but more. Perverted? Yes. Sinful? Delightfully so. Even better: sexy, loving and good-natured. Fun. This was Harley’s ‘strict criteria’. Not a bad attitude for the twins to follow. And Lily. Loving Lily giving her a major cum during what must be one of her favorite scenes. Willow knew she had her hand underneath, touching herself as she ate her pussy so masterfully. Oh waitaminnit! Where was she? Oh yes. About to cum—

And cum she did. Willow gripped her puffy nipples as she scrunched her face and began convulsing. Her body spasmed as she wailed. She felt her pussy flood over Lily’s tongue and, hoping she could manage it, she allowed herself to pee as she came. It was not a lot but she heard Lily roar an orgasm into her cunt and it kept her cumming even longer.

Somewhere along the way they remembered there was a pause button and used it to calm down. They watched more video and made love. They ordered in Chinese food and made love. They watched the rest of the disc and made love. They figured the fact that they were still alive and had not fucked themselves to death was due to the DVD being only ninety minutes long. Somewhere in the night they slept where they made love. Willow dreamed all the various scenes over again in her sleep. It was the best sleep she’d ever had.

Willow woke that morning to the smell of home. She stretched on her tummy and knew was still on the kidney-shaped couch with blankets over her. She smiled when she realized she had never even seen Lily’s bedroom yet. Wake up, sleepyhead, she heard Lily call. Breakfast. Breakfast? That’s the smell. Waffles. Perfect, she thought. Could it get anymore perfect? “Get up, sleepyhead!” Lily called amiably and with one yank pulled the covers off Willow’s slim, young body. Oohh, Willow heard and smiled into her pillow as she felt the cheeks of her backside gently pulled apart. She felt a soft set of lips kiss her puckered ass-hole, then a warm wet tongue began to probe.

It could ALWAYS be more perfect.