Back to School

by Michelle Darling and Androgyne

A council of war

The library of Lola Richmond's palatial home, "The Manor", is currently occupied by three attractive young girls. On a wing back chair, which is covered in glove soft black leather, is seated Anastasia Sorrel. She's staring moodily out into the massive garden through the open French windows; apple trees and an emerald green lawn fail to bring a smile to her face. Seated opposite her in an identical chair is her sister Jenny. While Ani combs her fingers through her mane of platinum blond hair Jenny sits silently, smiling, in a lotus posture, and totally relaxed.

The third stunner in the room is Becky Francis. Like Jenny she is tiny, petite, though red headed rather than Jenny's blonde, Jenny's hair is cut short unlike her sister's cloud of silky tresses. Ani possesses a body any grown woman would envy, full breasts, a narrow waist, curved hips and a chorus girl's legs, all this at only thirteen. Jenny, at eleven, has slender and elegant legs and her breasts are just appearing, small but clearly defined beneath her pink cotton blouse.

Becky, playing a hand held video game, could be the Jenny of a year ago. As sleek and slender as Jenny her chest is still flat though pronounced nipples show through the thin cloth of her tee shirt. The silence of the room, and Becky's concentration, is broken as a big woman cruises into the room, slamming the heavy oak door behind her.

Lola Richmond has made her entrance!

Lola has eschewed her usual trouser suits of late; the suit she wears has a skirt, a quite brief skirt, which reveals her surprisingly shapely legs. A big woman but one which no-one could ever call fat. Her massive breasts are rock solid, natural, and not the work of a plastic surgeon and silicon implants. Her hips are wide and her buttocks round and firm. She strides to the reading desk, pushes back her swivel chair, and then settles behind the rosewood antique.

"Pay attention girls it's time we get down to serious planning. I've just come off a video conference with Helen Simmons, Ani's headmistress, and Eva Walton, her form mistress. All our information on Priscilla Sutton is assembled both from those ladies in the region around the college and from my enquiry agents."

She breaks off to flash a fond glance at her older niece.

"Ani I'm afraid you can have no part in what I'm considering since the Sutton woman knows you all too well. Things will be down to your sister Jenny, and your friend Becky here, if young Becky is willing to become involved. I've already spoken to Jenny and she's of course up for it."

At this point Jenny sticks out her tongue at her gorgeous sister and crosses her eyes at her!

"Jenny you stop that right now! I saw that! The Sorrels stick together at all times and we are going to get your sister back to college as soon as possible. Now pay attention girls while I put you all in the picture."

The three young beauties turn their attention to the dominating presence in the room and Lola Richmond, big, middle aged, though still hugely enticing to both men and women of all ages, lays down her plans.

"Right girls! My enquiry agents have compiled a dossier on Ms Sutton and her background! She's more than comfortably off, both from inherited wealth and her divorce settlement from some years ago; her investments are in cash, government stocks, and gilts, so we can have no leverage against her business interests since she has none! She owns a fine home just a few miles from the college and holiday homes in Spain, Wales, and Florida. She's wealthy, though not in my bracket, so we can't get at her via financial pressures. So Ani How do we put the screws on her?"

Ani may have seemed to be miles away but she's been taking in everything her aunt has said so far.

"She's into young girls auntie L so we go after her that way. Get the goods on her and the photo of me and Becky becomes useless to her. Just another nice porn picture for her to drool over!"

The snap of Lola's fingers sounds like a pistol shot in the quiet room and then she points at her now calm and casual seeming niece.

"Well done girl! A true Sorrel for certain my darling! You see Jenny your sister has things just right. However if she ever again hands over anything to anybody that can be used as blackmail evidence against our family I'll tan her arse so she won't sit down for a month never mind a week!"

While Lola's attention is focused on the older girl, her other niece, Jenny, repeats her tongue pulling at her sister. Ani's smile back is saccharin sweet but promises horrible revenge at the first moment auntie's back is turned. Then Lola is speaking again to her audience.

"Becky this is where you come to the fore! We might be able to pull this off without you by using Jenny here; but with you and Jenny it becomes almost a certainty. Helen tells me Ms Sutton was making discreet inquiries about who the sweet girl that Ani had seduced and corrupted was. So she clearly has a yen for you. Becky would you be willing to be a honey trap, along with Jenny of course, for the woman who has done her best to get Ani expelled?"

This is not a question Becky has to ponder for long; Ani has been her protector at the college and the girl who initiated her into girl loving. Something that Becky took to like a duckling to water!

"Of course Ms Richmond, err I mean Lola, you did tell me to call you Lola. Of course I will. I mean you just want me and Jenny to go to bed with her don't you? Ani said she was a fantastic fuck so what's the harm?

Lola nods sagely.

"Bless you Becky I knew I could rely on you. Ani you will cease forthwith referring to ladies or girls for that matter, as a "fantastic fuck" even if it's true. I have no objection to occasional strong language but it will slip out at the wrong time if it becomes an ingrained habit. So let me proceed and sum up if that's alright girls."

Two blond heads and one red one nod in unison.

"Very well then girls! The dossier on Ms Sutton shows that since her divorce she has become quietly involved in the local lesbian scene, she does not advertise it but is not unduly concerned if it's known she likes lady loving. Today's society is much more acceptable of same sex relationships. However she also has developed a strong addiction to young lovelies like you three sweeties. That is her Achilles heel! That is a fact she has to keep a dark secret. Unlike Higham, with its ancient culture of girl loving, if Ms Sutton's secret came out she'd be heading for court and a gaol sentence. Higham people have kept our secret for generations and we have influence in both local social services and the police service."

Becky, sharp as a tack though not quite eleven years old, has been taking all this in and ventures her comment to the room.

"So Lola you want me and Jenny to seduce Priscilla and you'll have photos of her in bed with us to cancel out the one of me and Ani?"

Lola grins wolfishly at the petite tween and nods approval at her.

"Becky you might just as well have been born and brought up here in Higham the way you think and act. However I'm thinking a bit more ambitiously than mere photos; I thought perhaps we'd get her in live action so to speak. Ms Sutton is thirty eight years old and in top physical condition, Ani tells us she's an experienced and skilful lover, so you and Jenny should have a very enjoyable time while allowing Ani to return to college as though nothing ever happened."

Pushing back her chair Lola moves out from behind her desk and heads for the door.

"Ani while I'm gone perhaps you could talk over with Becky and your sister just how best they can ring all Sutton's bells when the time comes. I have some technical matters to talk over with Toni Prentice before we dine tonight!"

Sweeping out of the room she crosses to a door inset in the oak panelling, opening it reveals not a room but a small lift of gleaming stainless steel. Stepping inside she thumbs a button and she is glided smoothly up to the third floor. Once outside, in the corridor, she approaches yet another oak door; and then walks inside without knocking. Seated at a desk is a tall, lean, dark haired woman, wearing a dark trouser suit and a white man style shirt. She is typing at a computer keyboard.

Pulling out a spare chair Lola seats herself; wriggling herself into a comfortable position.

"Toni we need to do some talking so drop what you're doing and listen to me!"

The slender woman, perhaps twenty years the junior of her employer, swivels her chair to face Lola and turns a calm glance towards her boss.

"Yes Ms Richmond and what can I do for you?"

"Well Toni my dear I was wondering when or if you were going to act upon the recordings you've been making of me and Jenny in my bedroom suite!"

Credit Toni with wonderful control since not a flicker of concern shows on her face.

"I'm sorry Ms Richmond I can assure you I've no idea whatsoever what you're talking about."

Lola eases back more comfortably in her chair, crosses one leg over the other, and takes hold of her ankle to massage it before speaking again.

"Toni you've worked for me now; what, a year or so? You seem to know the area well but you're not a native of Higham Green. I'm sure you don't understand how things are done here. Did you watch Jenny and me enjoying ourselves that night? Or were you too busy with your new girlfriend; your little Stacy? You see the next day Milly Lewis asked her daughter all about her night with you; and Stacy told her mum about the T.V. show you had on. Don't blame young Stacy she's just been raised in the Higham way which means mothers and daughters have nothing to hide from each other!"

Certain that the jig's up Toni stands and shrugs her shoulders before pleading guilty to Lola.

"I see Ms Richmond! You'll have my resignation on your desk tonight, I hope you'll agree to pay up the remainder of my contract in exchange for my assurances that you'll never see or hear a thing of those recordings I've made."

When Lola produces a deep and genuine laugh Toni's reserve finally cracks and a look of intense puzzlement paints itself across her face.

"I'm sorry Ms Richmond what's so funny?"

The big woman waves her to resume her seat as she smothers her snorts of amusement.

"Sit, sit, Toni, and from now on call me Lola. What makes you think I'm going to fire you? I always thought you were an extremely efficient though unimaginative personal assistant with little or no drive. I see now I was totally wrong about that. Since you've shown me you have a backbone and the degree of ruthlessness required by Richmond Enterprises I think a new improved contract for you is my next move!"

Toni drops back onto her seat with an audible thud.

"Ms Richmond, I mean Lola, I'm not sure what to say, and I never dreamed that ....!"

Her voice trails off into a baffled silence as she shakes her head, but now Lola is all business; the business of salvaging her niece's education and proving you don't try to fuck with the Sorrel's!

"Alright my dear here's what I need from you. I want you to bug a bedroom in a house just as you bugged my suite. If you need more equipment charge it to your staff credit card."

Reaching into the pocket of her jacket Lola passes the still dazed woman a pair of keys on a fob and a slip of paper.

"The address is for a house I've rented a few miles from Ani's school and the keys are for the front door. The code for the alarm system is under the address so you can let yourself in and get the work done before we follow you down there after half terms over. The master bedroom suite is the one you'll work on and you'll use the attic to set up your recorders and the monitors. Now get going we've no time to spare!"

Toni's still bemused by the turn of events but raises one more point before she leaves.

"When this is sorted out I'll disconnect the cameras and mikes from your room Lola."

Lola muses for a moment before she replies then grins evilly.

"Not at all my dear! You leave everything in place just as it is. Were you recording the night that Jenny "entertained" Councillor Hastings?"

"Err yes Lola!"

"Oh good my dear I really want to take a look at that once we've got this business out of the way. Also it will come in very handy should the councillor decide to try to renege on our agreement. Now pack yourself a bag, go collect all the electronic gadgets you need, and get down there to set up for surveillance in the main bedroom. I'll ring you on your cell phone to see how the job's gone in the next day or two."

As Toni rises to head for her room and pack some clothes for her trip Lola calls after her one more time.

"Oh and Toni once we've got things sorted out feel free to "sample the wares" where Jenny's concerned. I'm sure you've fought shy in the past thinking I might disapprove but now we know where we stand you have my full permission. You'll find Jenny is something very special when you're between the sheets with her!"

The Manor, later that night, Lola's suite.

Lola, sprawled naked on the silk sheets of her bed, taps a key on her laptop, and then closes the lid. She yawns; stretches, and then deposits said laptop on one of the twin bedside cabinets. Not late at all but today has been a busy day, and tomorrow may well be even busier, so perhaps an early night? The door of her suite swings open, almost silently, and with an exaggerated sway to her hips Ani sashays in. Naked apart from a towel knotted around her waist.

"Hello auntie feeling lonely?"

Lola sucks in a sharp breath as she takes in the firm breasts, wide hips, dancer's legs, and the cloud of silver/gold hair that frames a lovely face.

"Oh Ani you're so right, lonely, and it's been too long since we shared this bed. Come here darling and show auntie just how good you can make me cum!"

The smiling teen tugs loose her towel and drops it on the bedroom carpet before striding towards the bed where her aroused aunt lays waiting, nipples swelling, a wet sheen already apparent on her plump labia! Moving smoothly onto the bed the girl pushes the big woman flat.

"We won't be disturbed auntie. I passed Becky's room and those two little sex maniacs are getting down to business. I guess they need to know what they'll be doing when they get to fuck Priscilla! Anyway now it's all about you and me, whatever Jenny can do to you I can do better, you trained me before Jenny knew what a clit was."

Then words cease as her mouth closes over one of Lola's bloated nipples, sharp teeth nipping at the rubbery flesh, tongue flicking against the sensitive teat. The other breast is gripped in Ani's hand, gripped hard, squeezed till Lola groans out her love of pleasure and pain being blended. Then her groan turns to a shuddering moan as Ani's free hand ploughs between her wide thighs to probe hard the meaty curve of an oozing pussy.

Wriggling down the shaking curves of her aunt's body Ani's mouth leaves a wet trail from breasts, over the swell of Lola's belly, to leech onto the blood gorged labia. Lola writhes, gripping a double fist full of those silk sheets, as Ani's lips and tongue flicker and dance over her burning pussy. The big woman's hands suddenly tangle in her niece's mane of hair to crush her mouth down till she actually seems to be "eating" the soaking crease.

Lola screams out loud as she orgasms, fast and massively, at Ani's assault on her responsive flesh. Streaked with sweat the big woman lies shaking in the throes of a thunderous climax but she'll get no rest from the wild teen who already is tugging at her rounded body.

"Roll over auntie the next one is going to be even better!"

Shuddering, Lola groans, as she rolls her voluptuous form over to lay face pressed against the mattress, with her formidable buttocks raised towards her niece's face. Clamping her hands onto the rounded mounds Ani parts them, so she can gaze down onto the red/brown pucker of her aunt's anus, pursing her lips she dribbles hot saliva into the crevice then lowers her mouth.

Lola, now crazed with lust, drags words from her dry mouth.

"Do me Ani! Do me hard! You always were my best girl!

With a frisson of the sexual cruelty her aunt loves Ani delays a little longer.

"Better than Jenny, Lola? Now you know what you've been missing! I'll make you cum like Jenny never has!"

Bowing her head she slides her tongue tip onto the soft and wet flesh of Lola's puckered sphincter. As she delicately laps at it Lola presses her cheek against the sheets, breathing hard, sucking in gulps of air, supporting her considerable weight on her knees and palms. For a while Ani's lips and tongue work their magic as Lola grunts deeply with growing ecstasy. Then the teenager pulls her mouth away to hiss in Lola's ear.

"You know what you want now auntie so is the stuff still in the cabinet?"

Unable to speak, her normally swarthy gypsy-like complexion is now a face flushed deep red. Lola gulps and nods. Lithely Ani rolls across to the cabinet, fumbles for a moment, and then her hand emerges clutching a small bottle. Popping it open she poises it above Lola's parted buttocks and allows a stream of the oily contents to trickle onto her tingling flesh. Next Ani smoothes a generous amount onto her hand and works it around so every inch of her hand is slick and lubed.

First she slides her middle finger onto then into Lola's anus, and then her index finger follows. Using a steady twisting motion a third and then a fourth follows inside. Folding her thumb into her palm the girl eases her entire hand, wrist deep, into Lola's canal, as her aunt, impaled on her hand, writhes and howls. Clenching her fingers she forms a fist and thrusts hard into her aunt's well stretched anus. Pumping furiously she fist fucks Lola's rear as she, in turn, heaves her arse back at her niece's pounding hand and wrist.

Lola's climax, when it arrives, is as if she's been struck with a lightning bolt! Her arms and powerful thighs can no longer support her and she crashes face down on the bed; with a force that shakes the heavy wooden bed frame. The sheets beneath her thighs are stained with dark patches where her juices have soaked the pristine, white, silk.

Ani, with a wicked smile painted on her lips, eases her hand out of her aunt's body and then fiercely slaps Lola's solid rump.

"Auntie L has Jenny been neglecting you? I used to give you a much livelier time!"

Then her voice cracks out loud.

"ROLL OVER! This time we both have fun together."

The big woman stirs from her glowing orgasm to turn onto her back; looking up at her niece with a surprised expression which is alien to her.

"Oh my word my little girl's growing up! What next honeybee?"

Moving up Lola's sweating body Ani grins wolfishly at her supine aunt.

"Now auntie Lola I fuck your pussy with my pussy 'cos I'm needing to cum real hard now!"

Bracing her weight on her palms Ani lowers her wet crease down onto Lola's sopping and parted labia. As they meet Ani moans softly then commences to grind her labia hard onto her aunt's meaty pussy. Lola's strong hands clutch Ani just above the swell of her hips and she raises her sex to thrust hard against her niece's coral pink flesh.

At first the room resounds to a creaking bed and harsh gasps of breath. As Ani increases her pace both the big woman and the stunning teen begin to make noises deep in their throats, soft moans give way to harder groans. Lola grips Ani hard enough to leave bruises; but her niece now is lost in riding her aunt and herself to a massive orgasm. The sound of their sopping flesh slapping against each other is suddenly drowned as Ani howls out loud!

Beneath Ani her aunt bucks and writhes like a wild woman as they climax simultaneously. Two spasming pussies spurt out thick juice as Ani crumples onto the flushed body of her insatiable aunt Lola.

Ani lies with her mouth closed around one of her aunt's swollen nipples while gently caressing the smooth skin of Lola's thigh. Her aunt trails her fingers through her niece's tangled mane of silvery hair. Is their orgy for two over for the night? Not quite yet as Ani's stamina, and appetites, are as powerful as Lola's. Her lips now nuzzle Lola's ear.

"We always used to end with our favourite finish auntie! Are you up for it now?"

"With you sweetie I'm always up for it! So just get onto my face!"

Swivelling lithely Ani lowers her crotch onto Lola's waiting mouth as her aunt, clasping the girl's curved buttocks, pulls her oozing pussy hard into place. As she does Ani's stiffened tongue spears into the big woman's tender depths and her lips suck hard on bloated labia. Lola's powerful legs and thighs lift to lock around Ani as if in a wrestlers hold. Clamped together they lick, suck, and probe, at each others pussy and their puckered arse holes.

It seems like they'll stay locked together all night but scalding passion finally explodes into a pair of gigantic sexual fits. While they rock and shudder through their final eruptions creamy juices are licked up like nectar till they can cum no more.

Later, wrapped in each others arms, painted with pussy juice, Ani smiles secretively into the dark as her aunt's voice, trembling with what might be exhaustion, tells her what she needs to hear.

"My God Ani that was amazing! I don't think you've anything to learn anymore about pleasing a woman."

Ani stretches luxuriously and then stiffens at the next words. Praise from Lola is never unqualified!

"However you still have a lot to learn about whom you sleep with and when you sleep with them. Your sister Jenny still has enough sense to fuck those I select for her or allow her to partner. That's your next lesson; how to deal with cougars like that bloody Priscilla. Oh don't take it hard lass we learn by our mistakes and I'm here to put you on the right track. Now get some sleep because tomorrow we travel down to Cheltenham to sort out Ms Priscilla Sutton!"

Soon the room is silent but for the sounds of soft snores. The pungent scent of wild sex fills the room and The Manor sleeps. But not entirely! In one of the guest suites two little darlings are still awake. Jenny Sorrel and Becky Francis are sprawled, side by side, on a bed not quite as rumpled as that in the master suite. The girls are, when all is said and done, smaller and less athletic during sex than Ani and Lola. The sheets however are as damp and stained as those on Lola's huge bed; Jenny has always been a serial squirter!

In the darkened room the sound of Jenny's giggling can be heard!

"What's so funny Jenny?"

The gorgeous little blond tightens her arm around the equally scrumptious redhead; so that Becky's mouth is pushed closer to Jenny's perky right breast. Soft lips brush Jenny's nipple which stiffens and swells to hardness.

"I'm laughing at Anastasia sweetie!"

Becky stiffens; bridling at any insult to the girl who took her under her wing and into her bed.

"I don't think Ani is anything to laugh about Jenny! She was kind to me when I arrived at school.

Then a slight and honest hesitation before Jenny presses on.

"I know how good my sister is in bed baby and I'm sure she made your life a lot better than it would have been on your own."

Jenny clasps her hands behind her head, which is now propped on the pillows, and says her piece.

"I'm not slagging big Sis off Becky and yeah Ani was the first girl to fuck me! I know what auntie Lola said about words like that but that's what we do. We fuck! What's funny is it's going to take me and you to get Ani out of the shit that hot pussy of hers got her into in the first place! But she's a Sorrel and us Sorrel's stick together even if we are rivals. I kinda feel like you're an honorary Sorrel too Becks! Oh and she taught you good too; you're a fantastic fuck! Now how's about we try out a few more things so we know just what we'll be doing to that Sutton woman in a few days.

Jenny spreads wide her thighs and guides Becky's eager mouth down to her dewy, pink, slit. Soft, wet, sucking noises, and gentle moans, are accompanied by the creak of bed springs!

Cheltenham Girls School two days later.

Half term is over but the first day back is not an ordinary day, today is the parents/teachers/governors meeting in the school concert hall. Questions have been raised, motions proposed and passed or perhaps they were defeated, and now the discussions are over. A buffet is open and soft drinks as well as tea or coffee is available and people are circulating to chat, bicker, or gossip. On the stage a small group of pupil musicians are playing everything from show tunes to pop classics.

Priscilla Sutton is neither a parent nor a school governor but nobody disputes her right to be there. She has far too much influence in the local community to be ignored or insulted. Half her thoughts are on what tasty morsels to take from the table while the other side of her mind wonders if there's anyone, tween, teen, or adult, worth the effort of seduction here today. As she browses at the buffet tables a tall figure approaches her.

"Ms Sutton isn't it? Priscilla Sutton?"

Turning she finds she has to look up; and Priscilla isn't a small woman. Rifling through her mental files she finally puts a name to the face and body. An appearance much different from the last time she saw this lady!

"Eva Watson isn't it? You're a senior house mistress; Mary Tudor House unless I'm very much mistaken."

As she stares at the tall school teacher Priscilla realises how much the woman has changed since they last talked. Instead of a shapeless dress and a cardigan Eva is a woman transformed. She wears a black silk man style shirt and a tight, charcoal grey, trouser suit. The shirt is set off by a man's silver tie. Her grey streaked dark hair has been gelled and parted; also man fashion. Priscilla is stunned by the thin and dykish image she's now projecting.

Priscilla feels a cramping in her pussy and a flush of dampness between her thighs. Now perhaps she might have found someone for a little afternoon delight! She's tugged back to earth as Eva speaks.

"These occasions are so pleasant aren't they? The buffet's really excellent and aren't our musicians in form? It's a pity we're missing one of our stars but little Becky Francis turned up and told me she really couldn't bring herself to play. She was so upset when her friend, the Sorrel lass, was sent down. Anastasia had really taken Becky under her wing, just like an older sister to her. It was such a surprise about Ani, a fine student, so well behaved, I really have no idea what happened. The headmistress kept her cards close to her chest over that and even we staff don't know the real reason for Ani leaving."

Suddenly any thoughts of fucking the slender mannish teacher vanish as Priscilla's ears prick up.

"Becky? Becky Francis? A tiny little redheaded girl? Yes I think I know her. She's here then?"

The lean woman's smile is brief and secretive as she looks quickly away.

"Why yes Priscilla; she's gone for a sit outside in the quad garden. It's a lovely early evening and its quiet out there so I told her to sit and try to calm down."

Priscilla barely registers the words; she knows where she's heading right away!

"Please excuse me Eva there's someone I have to talk to. So nice to meet you again; we must chat longer next time."

She walks away as fast as she can without attracting too much attention. Eva smirks at the extra sway to the svelte woman's rounded hips as a voice speaks softly in her ear. The voice of Helen Simmons the college's headmistress.

"She's taken the bait then Eva?"

Eva turns to face the shorter, plump, lady, and grins like a she wolf!

"Oh she's hooked alright Helen so now it's up to little Becky to set things up!"

The Quadrangle Garden.

Seated on a well weathered bench, the wood smoothed by generations of backsides, though now as hard as iron, is Becky Francis. On this warm late afternoon/early evening she is wearing the school's pale blue blouse along with the almost Black Watch plaid kilt. A uniform shared by the rest of her schoolmates at this seat of learning. Dark blue, calve length, socks, and black shoes complete her outfit. She swings her legs nonchalantly as though lost in thought.

She is a little nervous, but she's sure, once Priscilla arrives on the scene, she'll be ready to trap the woman in the spider's web. At the sound of fast footsteps Becky raises her head to see her target approaching. She can't blame Ani for hooking up with this woman for Priscilla is a stunner!

From the top down she's impeccable! Her dark hair is styled short and cut to the shape of her head. She's wearing a pale blue silk shirt that looks uncannily like a Cheltenham girl's college blouse! Her short, flared, skirt and blazer of royal blue reinforce the school uniform image. Her splendid legs though are sheathed in black, seamed nylons, and her high heels are not school issue but nicely emphasise her chorus girl legs.

She approaches Becky, smiles down at her, and then fires the opening salvo of her seduction broadside.

"Hello dear I'm Priscilla Sutton and you're Becky Francis aren't you? I think I met you on sports day and you were with a blond girl, older than you and quite striking. I don't recall her name but Eva Walton tells me she has been expelled and you're really upset about it?"

Becky plays her role like a professional; she sighs, bites her lip, and then allows a slight tremor to creep into her voice.

"Yes ma'am! Anastasia was so nice to me when I started here, I was really lonely and she took care of me."

Through Priscilla's mind flickers the thought that the two girls pretty well took care of each other in bed and she wants to be the next one to take care of this little sexy kid. Moving closer she leans down over Becky.

"Might I sit with you dear?"

Without waiting for permission she settles next to the apparently wistful girl, spreads her skirt tidily, then turns her charm on Becky like a laser beam. But she also ensures that her nylon shod thigh rests neatly against that of Becky.

"D' you know dear I was just the same as you when mummy sent me away to boarding school, lonely, nervous, and unhappy. And finding a "special" friend is what every newcomer needs. I'm sure this Anastasia was a special friend to you but now you need a new friend. I wonder....?"

The sleek woman draws things out and lets the silence stretch for a moment until Becky breaks it!

"You wonder what ma'am?"

Priscilla's smile beams at the girl's question before she replies.

"Well my dear I was wondering if you'd like a grown up friend; perhaps a lady like me?"

Becky feigns slight bashfulness and a surprised reaction.

"You ma'am? Wow that would be wonderful! Are you sure?"

Priscilla believes she's got things well under control and makes her first move, dropping her hand onto the silky skin of Becky's thigh. Somehow, with a shift of her hips, and without Priscilla's noticing when or how it was done, she's flipped her school kilt up enough to expose the triangle of her plain, blue, cotton panties. Becky seems to be content to allow the woman's skilled fingers to gently caress her bare flesh.

The polished lesbian now decides the peach is ripe for the plucking!

"Well Becky I can be a very special friend to you, as good as your young friend well who knows? But I'm sure we could have fun together!"

With that her hand moves higher until her fingers stroke the small, plump, swell, of Becky's vulva. When the tiny redhead shivers with obvious delight Priscilla knows the battle is almost certainly won. Becky looks slyly away but opens her slender thighs wider to make the woman's attentions easier to receive. When those fingers expertly slip inside the elasticised panty leg they find the girl's plump labia are already slick and damp.

As she arouses the girl she finds Becky turning to press her face into the valley of her breasts, moaning softly, and trembling with excitement. Becky's face is now hidden to her so she cannot see the smile of triumph on that face, a smile that says "you're hooked" as Becky enjoys her approaching though minor cum.

As the girl stiffens Priscilla's thoughts are that the child isn't pretending to be unused to sex play or inexperienced. After that photo with that arrogant little shit Ani she knows Becky's a wild child but now she knows the girl's not playing false. A little faster, a little firmer, a touch harder, and Becky hooks an arm around the woman's neck, clasps a firm breast, and then soaks the flying fingers as she yelps out a fast orgasm. An orgasm muffled by Priscilla's throbbing breasts. She holds fast to the girl as she recovers herself and catches her breath.

Glancing round the garden, now in the twilight of early evening, Priscilla sees it's still totally deserted and decides her body can't be left as heated as it is now!

"Oh Becky darling you did have a really nice cummie now I think you should give me one. There's no-one around so my turn now!"

That flared skirt is easily raised to expose her rounded thighs, sheathed in dark nylon, and reveal her skimpy thong. Hooking her finger under it she pulls the narrow crotch strip aside to bare her smooth shaven pudenda and her dewy crease. Without hesitation Becky's eager fingers explore the pleats of the woman's labia. Now it's Priscilla's turn to gasp as she whispers into the girl's ear.

"Put your fingers inside me baby; deep in, and don't worry you won't hurt me!"

Becky does just as she's told, three of her slender fingers burrow deep into the woman's wet pussy, Priscilla writhes and moans in a state of abandonment. Giving herself over to the pumping fingers she locks the muscles of her vagina onto them and rides them to a fast but wonderful climax. Bucking hard against Becky's fast moving fingers the eager woman lets her orgasm burn through her as her creamy juices soak the girl's hand and her own smooth thighs.

A little later, clothes re-arranged, the flush fading from her cheeks, Priscilla is keen to arrange the assignation she's longing for. She knows now this slender child is a young slut, ready for anything, so she plays her cards fast.

"Becky darling that was wonderful! We must spend time together more privately; when can we get together and where?"

"You can't come to my dormitory room so where can we be together?"

"I can collect you from school Saturday morning sweetie and drive you home with me."

First Becky's words crush the woman's hopes and then she smiles in relief as Becky continues.

"I can't come with you then, at the weekend I'll be staying at my auntie Sandra's, she's got a house just outside Frome village. D' you know where that is? She'll be out most of the day though so if you came there after 10 a.m. we'd have hours together with no-one around."

So excited is she Priscilla never hesitates a second, slipping a slim notebook and a gold pen from her pocket she passes them to Becky.

I know the rough area dear so you just write down the address and you wait for me and I'll be there at 10 prompt!"

In a neat hand Becky inscribes the address that Lola has given her.

"Oh I can't wait ma'am! I won't sleep thinking about you coming!"

Priscilla rises and brushes her lips against Becky's.

"10 a.m. on Saturday honey! I can't wait either. And after us getting so close sweetie you can't call me ma'am any more. Call me Cilla!"

On her high heels she clicks away down the stone steps that lead off to the car park, her hips have an unconscious and exaggerated sway to them as her mind settles on the image of her and Becky, naked and locked together, on a large bed. Shortly after she vanishes from sight two women join Becky in the gloom. Eva Walton and Helen Simmons have slipped out to join her.

"Did it work out Becky?"

"Oh yes Helen! Eva set things up nicely and she'll be at "Hawthorn Cottage" at 10 on Saturday just like we've all planned it!"

Eva digs into the pocket of her suit jacket to reach her cell phone.

"I'll ring Lola right now. She's at the cottage with her niece Jenny, and that Toni Prentice, checking out the wiring up that's been done there. She'll be delighted things went so smoothly!"

Hawthorn Cottage 10.07 Saturday morning.

Priscilla Sutton pulls her car up at the top of the short drive outside "Hawthorn Cottage". She's well known in the general area and can't afford to be seen, in one of her more easily identified vehicles, parking outside a house with its only occupant a girl aged not yet quite eleven. So the Bentley and the distinctive silver Mini Cooper have remained in the garage. She's driving a fairly anonymous Ford.

Priscilla's wearing a simple dress, bra, briefs, and low heeled driving shoes. She wears little because she expects to get naked fast and fairly soon! Thumbing the doorbell she stands, tapping her foot impatiently, till Becky opens the door. Smiling at the girl she's disappointed at her reaction, Becky waves her in but she's nibbling her lower lip and a small frown hovers on her pretty face. She settles on a sofa in the lounge and stares at her feet.

Priscilla sits next to her and slips an arm around her shoulders to hug her against her full breasts.

"Aren't you glad to see me sweetheart? You seemed so excited when we arranged our date. There's nothing wrong is there? Auntie's not coming home early is she?"

The thought of not spending a long time fucking this tiny babe has Priscilla on edge. Becky is staring down at her bare feet; twiddling her thumbs.

"No Cilla nothing like that. It's just that... err I can't... !"

Her voice trails off and at that moment enter consummate little actress and seductress Pink Jenny Sorrel. Jenny scampers into the room wearing only a pair of pink satin panties and a pair of pink and white hooped stockings that come over her knees and onto her shapely thighs.

"Becky c' mon up to bed and we'll ....!"

This time it's Jenny who trails off and by some amazing skill produces a violent blush to her pale skinned cheeks. She's crossed her arms to cover her perky little new formed breasts and smiles uncertainly at Priscilla! The woman's smile is "little piggy and the wolf" and Jenny is supposed to be the delicious morsel!

"Becky darling who is your lovely little friend? I thought we were all alone here and you've been holding out on me."

Becky attempts a casual shrug which is designed not to fool their target but to entice her even deeper into the trap.

"She's not a friend Cilla she's my cousin Jane, Jane Grant!

Now Jenny steps in with her part in the set up with her usual expertise.

"Mummy's a vet and she was called out to one of Colonel Allenby's stallions so she dropped me off here to play with Cousin Becky."

The "innocent" use of the words "play with Becky" tickle Cilla's wry sense of humour. She pats the sofa to her left and gives a jerk of her head.

"Come over here and join us on the sofa dear I want to see you close up."

As if her momentary embarrassment has faded fast away Jenny drops her hands from her sweet breasts and skips over; to sit next to a woman who thinks God has truly smiled on her! Turning to Becky she tousles the girl's silky red hair.

"No need to be secretive sweetheart! I'm sure I know just what you and your cousin would be up to when you went up to join her in bed. All it means is three of us will have a wonderful time. Now why don't you kiss Cilla my lovely Becky?"

Becky's arms hook around Cilla's neck and their lips meet, tongues probe, soft wet noises can be heard. Jenny wastes no time and her nimble fingers pop the small, jet, buttons of Cilla's dress. Reaching the sash at her waist Jenny tugs open the bow and then the rest of the buttons yield to her touch. Cilla frees herself from Becky's clasp, though their mouths remain locked together, long enough for Jenny to push the thin silk back and off Cilla to leave her reduced to bra and briefs.

Expensive underwear in crimson silk! Jenny reaches behind the heated woman to unhook the clasp of her bra, her fine breasts are exposed to reveal pink aureoles and large, erect, nipples. Even as Jenny hooks her fingers into the waistband of those panties her mouth moves to a swollen nipple and Cilla moans into Becky's open mouth, as their tongues tease each other.

Becky wears just a tee shirt and pyjama bottoms and the excited lady can't stop herself tugging up the hem and peeling it off. A second later she tugs loose the cord that secures those cotton bottoms and Becky is gloriously naked. Now things are getting hotter and hotter as mouths work and hands roam and caress. Clearly unable to wait much longer Cilla wrenches free of the two little Lolitas and stands, kicking out of her shoes, naked and flushed with raging need. Slipping one hand around the slightly taller Jenny's waist she takes Becky's hand in hers.

"Why don't you two little darlings show me where the biggest bed is? I'm sure we're all ready for lots of fun now!"

Holding onto her hand Becky leads her up the stairs while Jenny, ever assured of her skills, caresses the swell of the woman's full buttocks. Moments later they walk into the master bedroom. Above them, in the gloomy loft, Lola leans closer to the monitor screens as Toni zooms in and focuses on the king sized bed. With effortless grace Cilla steps up onto the bed and settles, propped on the mound of pillows, and then spreads her thighs wide.

"Now which of you two little lovelies is going to be first to show me how well you can eat a pussy?"

For a second the two girls gaze at Cilla's wet labia and then at each other. Jenny nods minutely and Becky slithers, like a pale snake, between the women's thighs and lowers her mouth towards the dewy crease. As her warm breath tingles on the oozing slit Jenny sheds her panties and then slides up to the waiting woman to take a swollen breast into her mouth. Cilla sighs and then jerks as Becky's tongue flickers over the outer wings of her labia before stiffening and probing deeply inside her.

Cilla's eyelashes flicker down and a Giaconda smile appears on her lips. Then she gives herself over to her dream of two stunning and skilful tweens rousing her desires to boiling point. Jenny's sharp teeth nip at her breast, working around the woman's large aureole while her tongue teases an erect nipple. Pink Jenny's hand has clamped onto the other breast to knead and squeeze it, hard enough to bring gasps from the woman, who all the same seems to relish the pain!

Becky is busy, burrowing into slick, pink, flesh, like a worm into an apple. Her small mouth sucks on a bloated labia as her tongue flogs Cilla's hard clit button. The woman's flat belly ripples with waves of mounting excitement as her tiny lover takes her closer and closer to the edge of a sexual explosion. Clenching her teeth the trembling woman tries to hold back, tries and fails, her first orgasm blasts out and her cries echo around the room as her hands lock on Becky's head to crush her mouth against her burning flesh.

Sucking in the sobbing breaths of release the unsuspecting woman lies shaking on the counterpane. Jenny though, skilled and relentless, eases Becky aside and urges her to take her place at Cilla's breasts. Slipping her arms beneath the woman's trembling thighs she raises those thighs to part them, one hand presses down on the woman's belly, then, as Jenny's lips and tongue begin to work their magic, she eases three fingers of her other hand into Cilla's soaking pussy.

Becky licks at strawberry sized nipples, and sucks on them like a greedy baby, as Jenny now drives an ecstatic woman towards her second powerful climax. Jenny's fingers, curved slightly, thrust deeply into the depths of a vagina that is locked onto those fingers as if life depended on it. Becky shifts her mouth to Cilla's, tongues duel, the girl's fingers stroke the woman's heaving breasts and belly as Jenny teases her higher and higher until she decides the peak is there. A single shrill scream announces the woman's enormous, and satiating, orgasm.

For the second time in mere minutes Priscilla Sutton, experienced and devious lesbian, is sprawled in a quivering heap of post orgasmic bliss. At a knowing glance from Jenny the two girls slither close to the prone woman to nuzzle her firm breasts. Although the sensations are pleasant enough she eases the two tweens away. Jenny almost, but not quite, overplays her role.

"What's the matter don't you want more fun with us?"

Breathing a little slower now the woman smiles wolfishly as she leans back onto the scattered pillows.

"After what you lovely little ladies did I might just need a short break; so why don't you show me what you two like to do to have fun when you're alone together!"

Jenny's smile has Cilla feeling that the slender blond has a deeper darker mind than even her original target, that redheaded little slut Becky, though she can't see a whisker between them in their slick sexual abilities. She watches with interest as Jenny lays flat on the bed, spreading her silky thighs, as Becky turns to straddle her "cousin's" face to lower her neat and by now wet pussy onto the blond babe's ready mouth. Seconds later her own head moves between Jenny's thighs and two sets of lips and tongues begin to lap at soft and sensitive flesh.

Jenny's hands cup Becky's satiny buttocks to pull her down even closer to her flickering tongue. Becky's hands are clamped on Jenny's smooth thighs as her stiffened tongue stabs into Jenny's creamy depths. Watching, Cilla, to her pleasure, finds her clit stiffening and her desires starting to soar again.

As Becky's taut little rump wriggles and soft, wet, noises, fill the room, Cilla watches in awe as two tweens take themselves towards a shuddering climax! Becky's hips thrust down onto Jenny's mouth then Jenny throws back her head and howls as she cums hard! Seconds later Becky explodes into a writhing fit as Jenny's amazing tonguing takes her over the top. As the two wild tweens sprawl back to recover Cilla suddenly realises she wants to taste pussy, both their pussies.

When Jenny opens her eyes her first sight is of a flushed Priscilla Sutton, stroking her own labia, and inching towards her and Becky.

"Oh girls you're such delicious little darlings so I want to do something nice to you. Side by side and open your thighs wide!"

Kneeling, astride one each of the two temptress's thighs, Cilla stares down at two silky and wet sets of labia. Bending a little lower the predatory woman probes Jenny's silky crease; she's surprised as the girl's elastic flesh swallows three fingers with ease. Repeating the process with Becky's neat pussy she finds it tighter and stops with two deep inside the child; until Becky groans and then says one word quite clearly and that word is "more"!

A third digit is eased into her and with both girls breathing faster Cilla bobs her face down to Jenny to expertly lap at her sweet pussy. As she does she thrusts her fingers deep and firmly into both girls. Two girls, side by side, wriggle and writhe to Cilla's expert attentions. Her mouth alternates left to right then right to left as she treats her partners to the best oral pleasures she can supply. Hips swivel and bellies ripple as the two girls take the woman's fingers as deeply into their immature vaginas as they can.

Jenny is the first to erupt! With the legendary Sorrel stamina she knows she'll be ready again faster than most people could believe. She's made no attempt to hold back and build her orgasm, she just surrenders to it and then lives up to the reputation other women and girls have discovered. In the throes of her climax she squirts her juice up at Cilla's face and busy mouth and tongue. Cilla glories in the thought that she's taken the child to a fantastic finish!

Turning her attention to the shuddering Becky the women's tongue floats over the girl's small but hard clitoris. Becky's big "O" is mind blowing as she convulses; quite forgetting that Jenny and her are here to mousetrap the woman who has driven her insane with delight.

Cilla, propped up on one elbow; watches in smug satisfaction and a growing need for a special finish as the girls get over their stunning orgasms. Stroking the girl's silky thigh she leans over Becky to coo to her like a dove.

"Becky darling Cilla wants something especially good off you. Will you do anything I ask you for?"

With a seraphic and sated smile Becky nods her head vigorously.

"Of course Cilla whatever you want!"

"I came so hard when your cousin Jane used her fingers in me and I'd love for you to put your whole hand in me. You have such small hands I'm sure it'll just be amazing for me if you give me what I want."

Rolling to her knees Becky moves to position herself as the aroused woman spreads her thighs wide. Trailing her fingers over her wet labia she gestures Becky to begin. Jenny, as expert a seductress as there is, knows she plays second fiddle now and eases herself against the supine woman. Rubbing her small breasts and their hard nipples against Cilla's back while caressing the curve of her belly and teasing her tender nipples.

Becky's fingers probe the woman's wet pussy, tweaking her blood gorged labia, and then easing their way deeper into her silky flesh. Three and then four fingers slip into her elastic crease as Cilla moans softly, grasps Becky's wrist, pushing her hand deeper inside. Becky folds her thumb under then thrusts deep into Cilla's vagina as the woman gasps and writhes, impaled on the girl's fist, buried past Becky's slender wrist her hand thrusts hard into Cilla's greedy depths.

The woman's eyes are open but she's seeing nothing! If she could focus on Becky she would see the look of frenzied excitement on her face as she pounds Cilla towards a massive climax. Becky has completely forgotten the reason for being here; she just wants to drive the shuddering woman into a sexual explosion!

And explode she does as Becky pumps her fist faster and deeper into the woman's sopping flesh. Her body spasms, arches up from the bed, and she squirts in a fair imitation of one of Jenny's harder orgasms! Howling out loud she bucks and heaves her way through the most massive climax she's ever achieved. Finally she collapses, spent and exhausted, in a trembling heap. The girls, after Becky has taken her hand from the gaping pussy, with a wet sucking noise, move up on either side of the sated woman to kiss and lightly caress her sweating body!

Priscilla Sutton is floating on a soft cloud of sensationally satisfying sex, her eyes closed, savouring the glorious tenderness of her stretched pussy, when a voice interrupts her fuzzy warmth. A woman's voice though deep and husky! This intrusion snaps Cilla back to reality, a frightening reality for certain.

"Who the fuck are you?"

It doesn't seem to occur to Cilla that perhaps Becky's aunt or mother have walked in on her. Even in her dazed state she cannot see even a hint of the tiny redhead in the formidable figure that strides into the bedroom.

"Since you didn't seem to catch what I said I'll start again Ms Sutton. My name's Lola Richmond though that won't mean a thing to you."

Reaching out a big hand Lola grasps the back of a chair that faces the dresser, dragging it towards her she settles on it, cocking one leg over another, and then seems to muse as she massages her ankle as though it aches a little. Shocked at this sudden arrival, and stunned by the attention she's received from her two young lovers, Cilla is still aware that this "Lola" is big but in no way masculine and possesses fine legs.

"Richmond is my married name, my maiden name was Sorrel, yes dear I'm Anastasia's aunt and you know her very well don't you? Oh and the delightful little blond you've shared happens to be my other niece Jenny!"

Gathering her nerve and courage together Cilla snaps at the woman seated along side the bed.

"What do you want? I won't pay you a penny if it's money you're after!"

Lola shakes her head and smiles ruefully at the blustering woman, it's hard to look confident and in control when you're naked, cum streaked, and sharing a bed with two stunning tweens who also show those unmistakable signs of sexual activity.

"What do I want my dear? Well not cash for sure. You're a fairly wealthy woman Priscilla but I can buy and sell you ten times over with ease. I'll tell you exactly what I want and why you'll agree to it without any argument."

Lola snaps her fingers and a tall and thin woman in a dark trouser suit steps into the room and hands her a sleek palmtop with a picture frozen on its small screen.

"Thank you Toni! As you can see Priscilla this is just a sample of the entire session between you and the two little sweethearts here."

Staring at the screen Priscilla's heart skips not one but several beats. She's looking at herself, thighs splayed wide, face contorted in ecstasy, Becky's hand and wrist buried in her oozing vagina. Jenny's mouth is locked on one swollen nipple while her fingers tweak the other blood gorged teat.

"So Priscilla we have you, as the police would say, "bang to rights" on video. Now you have an unfortunate and explicit picture of Anastasia and Becky here; which you used to influence Helen Simmons to have my niece removed from the college. All because my niece had harsh words with you after you had apparently most satisfactory sex with her in the back of your Mini Cooper!"

At this point Lola pauses, smiles, and then shakes her head as though puzzled.

"It sounds somewhat uncomfortable I must say; I fear if I was contemplating sex with a girl as attractive as my niece I'd much prefer a large and well sprung bed! However I digress! This is what will happen. The picture of Ani and Becky here will never see the light of day again and you will withdraw your insistence that my niece is to remain expelled. She will return to school and that will be the end of the whole unfortunate affair."

Priscilla Sutton is confused, she was expecting some sort of serious blackmail and now she's being told she can walk away a free woman.

"And that's it Ms Richmond? No hidden hooks in the deal?"

Priscilla is gradually regaining her composure; not easy for a naked woman who has been recorded having lesbian sex with two pre-teens! Lola sighs and shrugs her wide shoulders.

"My dear Priscilla you crossed the Sorrels and that was a serious mistake! You do NOT fuck with the Sorrels and you must remember that in the future. I really do not care if you fuck every other girl in the college but from now on you stay away from my niece and Becky. That my good woman is the end for me and better had be for you as well. Now go downstairs and get dressed then leave the house and I will be happy if our paths never cross again."

Stunned, Priscilla Sutton rises from the rumpled and stained bed, and, with as much dignity as a naked woman can, marches straight backed from the room. After a short time the four in the bedroom hear the front door slam and a car engine starts up, and then the sound of tyres on gravel announce Priscilla's departure. As usual Lola briskly takes charge of the situation once more.

"Becky, Jenny, well done my loves you did as wonderfully as I knew you would. Now you two young ladies go shower off all that delicious looking juice you're sporting in the obvious places. Jenny you'll come back to our hotel after I've dropped Becky back at the college. Toni I'll leave you here to uninstall all your spyware and will you please phone Helen Simmons and tell her mission accomplished, and Ani, wherever she is, will be back in class forthwith. Now lets get busy ladies we've done our job and it's time things got back to normal. Whatever that is where my family and friends are concerned!"

As they say "speak of angels" etc so where is Ani, the girl in question, right now? In a darkened bedroom, in the school staff accommodation section, Ani lays naked on a rumpled bed. Her silky thighs are spread wide and atop her is the thin and sinewy form of Eva Watson. Eva wears the harness of a strap-on and seven or eight inches of thick latex are buried deep in Ani's wet pussy. The thin woman's taut buttocks clench each time she thrusts home into Ani's slick flesh.

Ani's head is thrown back and her eyes are slitted as she savours the powerful strokes of the lithe woman's narrow hips. Dreamily she mutters into her lover's ear.

"Jesus Eva just don't stop fucking me; you're a real find. I'm so glad to be back to school!"

Then she runs out of words as she orgasms hard and wet! Eva smiles into the shadows as her own climax explodes inside her and her thoughts, of her new life as a dyke who shares her bed with this gorgeous girl, are washed away in a blazing flash of glorious sexual completion!

All is well again with the Sorrel clan!