Sherry and Isabelle - Chapter 1

by Michelle_C

Sherry is a 35-year-old single lesbian—successful in her job but not too hot with relationships. She befriends a single girl called Mandy in a neighbouring flat, and that girl has an 11-year-old daughter, Isabelle. Mandy likes to go out and party so Sherry often babysits. She and Isabelle form a strong attachment and eventually.....

"Thanks ever so for agreeing to look after Isabelle on such short notice Sherry!" gushed Mandy.

"That's no problem Mandy. I had no plans for this evening. But my! You look fabulous! Are you meeting that new guy?" said Sherry

"Yes she is, and I hate him!!" pouted Isabelle. "Why do you have to have a boyfriend Mum? He's such a dickhead anyway!"

"Now don't swear Issy," said Mandy. "Sometimes you are just a silly little girl; I have a life too you know! It's not as if the whole world revolves around you after all."

"It's okay; just you carry on getting ready," urged Sherry. "Issy, why don't we play a game? What would you like to do?"

"Ummm, can you help me with my ballet again, Sherry?" smiled the pretty little girl. "I'll just get changed into my dress." And before either of the older women could say anything she had scuttled off to her room.

"Bloody hell," moaned Mandy. "Her and that bloody ballet. Look I'm really sorry Sherry; just tell her to watch TV or something."

"Oh don't worry about it; I don't mind helping her at all, and ballet is great exercise you know. You should try it!"

Mandy turned round from finishing her lip gloss, resplendent in a black party dress decorated with silver glitter, silver jewellery, black tights and ankle boots with kitten heels. "Are you saying I'm fat??" she asked with an aggressive tone. When Sherry looked shocked she giggled, "Only kidding, Sherry. Gosh you are jittery."

Sherry smiled, "And you are going to be the belle of the ball!"

Mandy walked over and hugged Sherry. "I don't know how I'd manage sometimes," she said. "Honestly, I so appreciate..."

"Oh don't be silly," replied Sherry kindly. "I really appreciate having you and Issy as my friends."

Mandy stood back again and laughed, "I'll be watching out for a suitable girl for you tonight; you really deserve somebody—somebody special. I know it's been a while since Lisa left."

"Oh please don't let's talk about that Mand. Your need is greater; I just hope this one might turn out to be..."

"Mr. Right?" Mandy arched a brow. "Oh I doubt it. But I'm looking forward to letting my hair down and a wild night out. So, um, how late can I be?"

"You stay out as long as you like Mandy. Please do call me and let me know what your plans are. You know how much I worry."

"God you are adorable," smiled Mandy. "If only you were a bloke you'd be the perfect partner."

Now it was Sherry's turn to laugh, but as she did so Issy came back into the room dressed in the purple satin dress Sherry had given her a few weeks ago, pretty ballet shoes and lilac tights.

Sherry and Mandy looked at each other and smiled. "Issy, you look like a princess," said Mandy, but I must go or I'll miss my lift." She kissed first Issy, then Sherry, on the cheek. "Bye ladies; be good," she said as she waltzed out of the door.

"You too Mum!" called Issy as the door closed.

"Don't forget to ring!" called Sherry, before turning to Issy and smiling. "Gosh Issy, your Mum was right. You really do look like a princess."

"And it's all thanks to you," grinned Issy, rushing over to hug Sherry and planting a wet kiss on her cheek. The two held each other tightly before Issy whispered, "Can we do licky kissing again Sherry? Oh please please can we?"

Sherry pulled back a little and looked carefully at the eager child. "Did you remember what we agreed darling? Licky kissing and those other games are just between you and me—our special secret."

Issy looked seriously back at the older woman. "Oh yes Sherry. Cross my heart. I would never say anything—not to Mum, not to anybody. But can we? Can we?" Her pretty brown eyes became mournful.

"Come here you gorgeous creature. Let's sit down on the sofa and get comfy." Sherry took Issy's little hand and led her over to the couch. She sat down and Issy contrived to sit down right on her lap. "Ooofff!" Sherry mock gasped. "Madam, you are so heavy, you knocked the wind right out of me. I think that calls for a tickle!" and she tickled Issy under her arm.

Issy squirmed and giggled, her tiny yet wiry little body, snake-like in Sherry's grip, had managed to tickle Sherry back on the neck, "Oooohhh, that tickles!!!!"

The two continued their tickle play for a few minutes until Issy collapsed back next to the older girl. Her dress had ridden way up her thighs during the play fight and she lay gasping and grinning as Sherry's gaze took in her tight little legs, encased in nylon, and the pretty matching satin panties, partially concealed under the gusset of her tights. "See?" she grinned. "I wore the matching panties too." Her fingers grazed over her panties. "I love wearing the panties you give me Sherry. Mum makes me wear horrible ones, but these, oh they are so lovely, so pretty."

Sherry smiled, gulping back the wave of arousal that engulfed her as she looked at the pretty girl's frank and delightfully erotic panty display. She ran an experimental fingertip over the girl's ankle and shuffled back a little herself, allowing her skirt to ride up to reveal her stocking tops and pretty yellow lace knickers.

"Oh gosh!" exclaimed Issy. "Those are such pretty panties! But what are those things on your legs?"

"They are called stockings darling, just like tights but they just cover your legs and not one's bottom. Do you like them?" and she spread her legs to give the girl a better view.

"Oh my, oh yes." Issy leaned forward to touch the sheer nylon. "They are lovely." Her fingers stroked higher and Sherry closed her eyes in delight.

"Try feeling at the top sweetie." Sherry suggested. "It's a lovely contrast—first the smooth nylon, then the lacey tops, and then the warm flesh of my thighs." She sighed as Issy's hand explored her legs and thighs.

"As a matter of fact," she continued, "I've brought some for you to try, that's if you would like to."

"Oh I'd love to," breathed Issy, still fondling the older woman's legs, her little hand moving over the lace tops of the holdups and stroking Sherry's soft upper thighs. "But first," and she wriggled closer, "you promised..."

"Mmmm darling, I did promise, and you are such a good sweet girl. Come here and let's do licky kissing." breathed Sherry, and Issy climbed eagerly over her, delighting in the proximity of their bodies as she brought her little mouth close to Sherry's.

"Oh I love you so much, sweet darling," whispered Sherry, as she brought her mouth gently over her little lover's lips. Issy moaned as Sherry ran her hands over the little girl's back and then up to hold her head gently, at the same time kissing the little girl with her soft parted lips. It was Issy who eagerly took the tongue initiative, poking her pretty pink tongue into the older woman's mouth. Their tongues met and now both moaned in delight, relishing their passionate lesbian kisses.

"Mmm, licky kissing makes me go all tingly in my tummy," giggled Issy, taking a little break for a breath. Sherry giggled in turn and then ran her tongue around Issy's lips, then under them to stroke the girl's teeth and gums with her tongue. "Oh, ooohhhh," moaned Issy as Sherry ran her hands down the girl's back as far as the hem of her dress, and then back up to hold a tight little bottom cheek in each hand. "Ohhh, oh Sherry, why does it feel so good when you touch my bottom like that?"

"Mmmm, because your darling little bottom loves to be touched?" wondered Sherry, kissing her again.

"Oooh, Sherry, it does. My little bottom loves your hands; they are just soooo warm and tender."

Sherry silenced her with a full-on mouth kiss and frenched the little girl hungrily, at the same time sliding her fingers into the little girl's butt-crack, where she stroked the girl's anus boldly through the bunched up panties that nestled so delightfully there. Issy gasped and kissed Sherry back with a hunger that belied her youth, tacitly giving the older woman permission to explore her most secret places. Sherry was only too pleased to oblige and her fingers explored all along the moist gusset of the little girl's knickers, fondling and caressing until her sweet young lover shuddered her way through her first lesbian orgasm.

"Oh God Sherry, what happened?" gasped Issy. "Your touching made me feel..." she struggled to find the words.

"Special darling?" offered Sherry.

"Yes, very special, darling Sherry" smiled the little girl. "In fact that was the most special feeling I've ever had."

"I think, young lady," said Sherry, "that you have just enjoyed your first orgasm."

"Orgasm?" Issy looked puzzled.

"Yes, it's just a word, sweet baby," Sherry stroked the pretty girl's soft cheek, "a word that describes the feeling you get when your arousal eventually reaches a peak. Do you understand darling?"

"Oh yes, I think so" giggled Issy. "It was like butterflies in my tummy but with the most wonderful warm feeling, um, lower down. When your fingers..." she paused to take a breath as Sherry began again to caress her soft inner thigh. "Oh, oh Sherry."

"Yes my darling? Would you like to enjoy that special feeling again?" whispered Sherry, herself almost overcome with lust as her fingers crept higher, exploring the edge of Issy's moist panties, stroking gently along the gusset.

Issy looked seriously at Sherry. "I love you," she said simply. "And yes, I want you to arouse me again. I want you to make me have another, ummm..."

"Orgasm, my sweet?" whispered Sherry as her fingers found the top if Issy's little slit and stroked softly over the swollen nub of the little teen's clithood.

"Ahhhhhhh," Issy's breath came in a long shudder before Sherry covered the young girl's mouth with her own.

Sherry teased the girl's little clitty through her panties, scraping her fingernail over the tightly drawn triangle, pinching the girl's plump cuntlips, pulling them, gently twisting. She ran her finger along the damp gusset, feeling the teeny pussy hot and open under her insistent caresses. Issy's breath came in gasps as she deperately tried to prolong their lewd lesbian kisses. Sherry withdrew her mouth a little, only to run her tongue down the little girl's neck.

"My God Issy," she whispered, "you are just so gorgeous; would you let me kiss you through your panties my sweet young darling?"

"What? Kiss me down there??"

"Yes baby, I want to kiss you," Sherry kissed Issy on her mouth, "down there." She cupped the young girl's twat in her hand and aqueezed it gently

"Oooohhhhh, oh," moaned Issy, powerless to resist the older woman as she fondled the young girl's vulva.

Sherry could wait no longer and slid down her baby lover's body, "I think we should take your lovely tights off darling. May I?"

Issy smiled and nodded, and Sherry peeled the girl's pantyhose down her thighs and then off her legs. She held Issy's left foot in her hand and smiled at her young lover. "What pretty little feet!"

Issy giggled as Sherry bent to kiss her foot, then gasped as Sherry ran her tongue over her toes. "Mmm," she mumbled, "that tickles but," Sherry licked carefully between her toes, "it's nice, very... Aaaahhh."

Sherry continued her tongue worship of Issy's pretty foot, looking up to smile at her lover, as well as enjoying the view of the girl's wet panty gusset. "Play with yourself darling; rub your hot little kitty for me."

"Mmmm, I will, as long as you promise to keep licky kissing my foot," giggled Issy, running her hand over her belly and palming her slightly bulging pudenda.

"Ohhh, that's so pretty darling, so sexy," groaned Sherry, who then took Issy's toes into her mouth and sucked them making Issy moan with pleasure as the little teen fingered her own stained panty-crotch. Sherry began licking her way up the girl's leg, pausing every now and then to plant soft kisses on her teeny lovers quivering flesh. She gently nibbled on the young girl's inner thighs, and then wiped her tongue over the little girl's silky-smooth skin until her mouth came to rest at the very edge of Issy's panties.

"Are you going to lick my panties Sherry?" asked Issy as the older woman paused.

"Oh yes my sweet baby," replied Sherry. "I want to lick you, taste your hot little panties."

She licked slowly and deliberately over the girl's soft panty crotch; the tart taste of her vulva stimulated her tongue and she let a dribble of saliva wet the soft moist gusset. Sherry then kissed the little girl's slightly stained gusset with her moist lips. Issy moaned and whimpered as Sherry's mouth opened and her tongue lazily swirled all around the delicious band of fabric that covered the sweet treasure of pubescent cunt. Sherry was dizzy with the fragrance emanating from this sweet child's vagina; she raked her tongue up and down over her crotch, basking in the sweet/sharp taste of Issy's vagina. She kissed her way down to one silky leg and gently prised the sopping panty crotch away to reveal a lush little peach, pink and shining with slick vulval discharge, and blew gently on the tiny nub of the girl's clit which just protruded from the top of her cleft. Issy gasped with pleasure and then whined softly as Sherry engulfed her plump pudenda with her warm mouth, claming over it and humming gently. Now her tongue become coated with Issy's copious outpourings and she rested it gently against the childish slit. Issy was burning up, desperate for release and she began bucking her baby hips as she sought firmer contact and friction with Sherry's tongue. She whimpered as she bucked faster and faster; Sherry was now just a mouth and tongue to her as she ground her clit against the older woman's nose and mouth and her leaking vagina rubbed frantically at Issy's tongue. Sherry reached below to cup her small buns, her fingers nestling into the little crack and tapping against the girl's anus as Issy bucked ever more wildly before squealing her way to a shattering orgasm. Sherry almost gagged as a squirt of fluid filled her mouth.

"Oh God, aagghhh oh God," screamed Issy as she flailed through her shattering climax. Then her movements subsided and her body lost rigidity, slumping down and back. Sherry kept her mouth pressed against Issy's love-swollen sex but softer now, kissing gently as the girl's breathing slowed. She then trailed her mouth slowly and steadily up her body and gathered her sweet young lover in her arms. Issy's eyes were wet with tears as she stroked the wet hair from Sherry's face and kissed her, tasting her own musk on the older woman's face and mouth.

"Tastes good doesn't it?" murmurred Sherry.

"Oh yes," whispered her nymph lover, "I taste very nice indeed," and she smiled her happiest smile. Their love was only beginning, but it would be a wonderful journey of discovery that they would be undertaking.... together.