Rebecca the 3rd

by Little Alison

Joann's head hurt. That was the first thing that occupied her mind.

Her head hurt and she knew it was because she was hungover. One eye opened, then the other as she layed otherwise motionless, on her stomach, on her bed. She could see the wall, the cabinet and the window with just a bit too much light coming through. All of them she could see, blurry.

"What the hell happened last night?" Joann thought to herself, raising her head just a bit and glancing quickly around.

"Let's see," She was taking roll of activities of last night, "Called the girls, check."

"Hosted the party, check. Drank wine. . and tequila and some scotch and more wine, uh oh."

"Fucked an 11 year old."

"Went to bed without turning off the tv."

Wait. Joann, sat up quickly in bed. Rebecca. Rebecca came by. Rebecca came. Holy shit. Did it really happen. Joann looked down and saw she was naked, as usual, but there were toys on the bed as well as a pair of tiny yellow panties. Her eyes were big as she took it all in.

"Rebecca" she said out loud, as every little detail of last night came back to her in a swirl of emotion and erotic touches.

"Yes?" came a reply. Joann hadn't expected that. She looked at the door to the bathroom, out popped Rebecca's head.

"Oh hi Joann!" Rebecca said in her youthful, un-hangover-y way.

"Hi. . .Becca," Joann was unsure how to broach the subject of last night, "so, umm, how are you? This morning? After, you know. . ." She trailed off a little, her words heavy on the air, filled with nervousness, even though she was filled with excitement from the memories that kept coming at her like the tides.

Rebecca smiled, and as little girls do, took two big running steps and jumped, naked onto the bed, causing Joann to lean back and Rebecca's chin coming to rest between Joann's full warm breasts.

"I'm great!" the perky 11yo said, smiling a vibrant, yet sultry smile.

Rebecca's hands were absentmindedly caressing Joann's sides.

"Oh, good," Joann felt a tingling the instant Rebecca touched her.

"Why does she have this effect on me?" she asked herself quickly.

"Becca, I just wanted you to know that last night was. . . .well. . ."

"It was incredible, wasn't it?" Rebecca finished the sentence.

"Yes, yes it was." Joann was all smiles now. She was glad Rebecca was ok and enjoyed herself and didn't regret it. Joann let her fingers slide through Rebecca's hair, as Rebecca's warm breath caressed Joann's now aching nipples.

Joann pulled Rebecca up softly and kissed her gently, feeling the softness and lightness of Rebecca's touch. Slowly pressing together and feeling each other. This was just as good as last night, thought Joann. Her tongue flicked out and ran around the edges of Rebecca's lips and she heard her sigh softly and felt her warm breath on her face.

Joann opened her legs, letting the thin body of this little girl to settle naturally upon her mound and stomach. Instinctively, they both pressed to each other and used their hips. Rebecca was pressing down and the motion was opening and closing Joann's lips and with each hip rotation more and more of Joann's wetness was coming out, and starting to coat Rebecca nicely. Their kisses became more intense, more passionate. Joann forgot that this was just a little girl 15 years younger than her. She forgot she hadn't really been with another woman in years. She forgot everything except the feel of soft young warm skin on hers. The taste of her mouth. The tiny fingers reaching and exploring and gently pulling at her hard nipples. She only wanted Rebecca here and now and gave her whole self to the experience.

Wanting more, Joann turned Rebecca onto her back, looking down onto the cutest face and biggest eyes she had ever seen. Joann was clearly smitten with this little minx. Joann, let her tongue and lips travel down Rebecca's neck, feeling goose bumps grow as the small trails of saliva grew just slightly cool after a moment. Joann licked and kissed to those lovely little nipples and barely there breasts. She eyed Rebecca, who either had her eyes closed or seemed blurry eyed, as Joann sucked that 11 year old nipple hard.

Lower still, kisses down that thin smooth stomach. A stomach to be in love with, thought Joann. Muscles twitched under Joann's mouth, and Rebecca was barely containing herself, her sighs turning to moans and back again.

Rebecca obligingly opened her legs wide as Joann's well skilled tongue slid effortlessly over the little girl's bare mound, caressing her puffy lips with the tip. Rebecca was breathing quicker now, her little chest heaving up and down. Joann knew that it wouldn't take much to make her cum now. It was as if she was teasing her, but she wasn't trying to. Rebecca was trembling with anticipation. Anticipation of that feeling, that special feeling she got and the one that Joann gave her last night. She wanted it badly; needed it.

"Yes. .. yes" was the only sounds that were whispered by Rebecca.

Joann slid her tongue between the warm folds of Rebecca, tasting her skin and then her juices. She used her fingers to spread her pussy open enough to lick even more. Joann's tongue moved faster, with greater skill and accuracy. She found and bombarded Rebecca's clit with the tip of her tongue, flicking it and caressing it and moving her tongue in little circles, eliciting louder moans from Rebecca with each new direction. Pressing harder to that open young pussy, Joann, pushed her tongue as deep into her little lover as she could, as if trying to force her whole self inside to please Rebecca.

Rebecca felt Joann's tongue as it pushed deeper. She moved her hips to Joann's face, pressing hard and feeling her body wracked with, at first, a bongo drum hits of pre-orgasm sensations, muscles twichting and spasming. As Joann pressed further, and used a finger to rub Rebecca's perfect little ass, Rebecca's body gave in, exploding in every direction at once. Her moans filled the tiny bedroom, her body tried to thrash about, but Joann held her down, licking fast and tasting this little girl's juices as she came harder than she ever had before.

"Yes, oh yes. . ..joann. . .yes." It all came out in staccado rythnms and Joann licked and teased and fondled long enough for Rebecca to calm down slightly, the cliff diving waves of climax having passed her and the warm envelopment of pleasure embraced.

Joann looked up from this gorgeous pussy, "My god Rebecca, you're amazing." Joann watched Rebecca breathing heavily, tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

They stared into each other's eyes for a year when they heard a knock on the door.

"Joann," the voice called, "are you home?"

"Shit," thought Joann, "it's Rebecca's mom."

"Just a sec." Joann called, standing and looking for her robe, looking at Rebecca, looking for something.

She threw on a robe, smiled as she saw the little yellow panties on her floor and closed the bedroom door.

Opening the door, she say Rebecca's mom, Patricia, in her pink tennis outfit. It was Saturday, so it made sense.

"Sorry to bother you Joann," Patricia started, her eyes catching the slightly disheveled look of both Joann and the area just inside the door, with some of last night's toys still on display from her party, "but I was wondering if you happened to see Rebecca this morning?"

Shit.

"Ummm," Joann feigned though, rubbing her chin and feeling it wet with Rebecca's juices, "I thought I heard her out back with one of her friends earlier."

Patricia thought for a moment, looked at Joann, "Oh, that's right, the girls were going to go play soccer this morning. I totally forgot."

Joann was still playing the 'just woke up' card and nodded slowly, eyes half open. "That would be it then."

Satisfied, Patricia gave a nod of finality and looked at Joann, "Ok then, well, you have fun today."

"Ok, Patricia," Joann said, letting her heart beat return to normal, "I'll do my best."