Pandora Opens Her Box, Part 1

by My Girls

Today was the rehearsal for the wedding. The “I do’s “, vows and wedding march had gone without a hitch. The new female vicar had welcomed her first booking for a wedding as she had only been in the village for a couple of months after the previous vicar had been seconded to a larger parish, The family and friends that attended filtered out of the church into the summer sunshine. The warm air made a few shudder as their skin felt the warmth after the interior of the stone building had kept them cool and their bodies had become accustomed to it. Shirley Layton shook hands with the people who had already welcomed her to the quiet village and she was pleased as her new congregation was increasing every week. Arrangements had been made for her to call around almost each household to go over the finer details of the plans. Although the brides mother wanted to be the sole person in charge. Shirley seemed to be a rare breed of a woman who could talk the woman down and make her feel as if she was the general making all the decisions and moves. She had a talent for compromise and tact for any confrontations that may arise from these kind of situations.

Shirley was now forty six and had just become a priest after a long time trying to discover herself. She had lost her family at an early age and lived with her grandparents in Spain for most of her life. She was fluent in both Spanish and English and when she spoke, both where without a foreign accent as if she had been born in the country. She stood at only five foot one and was a small built woman. She had seemed to keep herself slim. Not by any way of eating healthily or doing exercise it just seemed to be natural. Her small house did come with a house keeper and she was also her cook. When they met her petite size was mentioned in passing and the old house keeper had hatched a plan to fatten her up as in her opinion she was far to small and scrawny. Shirley had silvery blonde hair which was always tied back in a pony tail. It was in a sad state as she never went to the hair dressers and had always cut her own hair and not very well either. She never wore make up although she had a nice natural look and her skin had a certain fresh glow and looked unblemished for her years. Small wrinkles where only starting to appear around the edges of her big brown eyes and her small thin lips. Her nose was nothing to mention. It did not impose on her face and was just the right size and shape for her round head. Her smile was almost magic as it made everyone feel warm and comfortable in her presence when she did so. Even when she was a child every one complimented on it. Shirley had a somewhat secluded child hood living far up in the hills where her grandparents ran a vineyard. Her child hood years where lonely and she seemed to like her school days so that she could meet other people apart from the fact she was teased allot for her looks. She was by no means the prettiest of children, but in later years she seemed to blossom into a stunning fine figure of a woman. Jutting firm breasts still defied the pull of gravity as they where just small enough as to not have an over hang on them. During her teenage years she did become a little rebellious and would often sneak out at night at walk the long five miles down to the sea front in Malaga and mix with the locals. She would often be caught and grounded but this did not discourage her to do it again and again. One evening she found herself sitting alone in a tavern day dreaming and sucking her coke through a straw when she was approached by an older woman. She was stunned by her beauty. She was the epitome of the most beautiful Spanish woman she had ever seen. Long black curly hair. The most beautiful brown eyes, smooth dark skin and wearing a long black dress with high heels tied with long straps circling her well toned calf muscles. Shirley was speechless. The woman introduced herself to the shy fourteen year old and Shirley was seduced by her soft voice. Her virgin body felt such an overwhelming desire that she had never felt before. It was only a matter of hours before the woman had her back at her small house and she woke the next morning to find her in her loving enbrace. She was so scared as she remembered the previous nights sexual passionate encounter that she grounded herself and didn’t venture back to the sea front for months. Since that day she knew she was a lesbian, but had not to this day been with another woman. She did excel at school and at the age of twenty moved back to England and became a language teacher and of course she taught Spanish. Her desire for other women turned to that of younger girls and she fought of what to her where obscene lustful feelings for her pupils and she turned to God for help. She embraced the readings of the Bible and she found her feelings begin to subside over time at which point she found her true calling to join the clergy. It was many years until she was allowed to become a priest and was one of the first few women to make it and now had her own parish.

As the family passed her by and she said goodbye. It was then she noticed Pandora and for a split second the whole of her body froze. All the feelings she had hidden in the back of her mind hit her like a bolt of lightning. This girl had the most amazing beautiful face and Shirley almost buckled under the force of lesbian thoughts that filled her head. It took her over ten seconds as she squeezed the girls hand to compose herself. She had not noticed her during the rehearsal and she pulled her hand away. Pandora a bit bewildered at the tightness of the hand shake just smiled at the vicar. Again Shirley was speechless for the second time in her life due to the beauty of another female and because this was a younger child she felt disgusted with her immoral thoughts. Pandora walked on and looked back at Shirley. Shirley felt the blood rush to her face as she blushed in embarrassment. Pandora gave an even bigger smile and carried on walking.

Pandora was not to imposing to look at., but Shirley had the most unexpected shock of surprise when she looked at her. After the wedding party had gone she rushed inside the church and locked the large wooden door behind her. She could not believe the feelings inside her and tried to no avail to push them out of her mind. As she walked into the back room the girls pretty face was locked in her train of thought as she took of her hooded cape. Feeling flustered she pulled of her dog collar in an attempt to relieve the hot pangs she was feeling and suddenly felt a pulse in her loins and the warmth of her pussy becoming moist. Oh God she thought this can’t be happening, but it was too late. Her breasts where swollen and heaving and her nipples pushed taught on her white shirt. She fell back on to a large wooden chair and covered her face with her hands. Try as she could she to get the child’s face out of her mind the lustful feelings and blood coursed through her and she melted into a hypnotic spell. She closed her eyes and her hands went between her legs. She gripped her hands with her thighs as she tried to stop herself from becoming this person she despised from many years ago. Her juices began to seep through her black trousers and when she felt it on her little fingers her legs spread like flood gates opening. Her right hand gripped her mound and she felt the warm liquid on her palm. The smell of her sex hit her nostrils and they flared as she took a deep intake of air. A moan left her mouth as she began furiously to rub her moist pussy over her trousers and try as she could to push a finger inside herself. Her mind in turmoil she had her zip undone she pushed her trouser and panties around her thighs and her left hand found the source of her desire. When a finger entered herself that was it. She had not had sex since she was fourteen and she just came from the slightest touch. She almost screamed, but managed to bite down on her right hand as the cum flowed from within and dripped onto the dark polished chair. Shirley slumped and her bare buttocks juddered on the varnish and she suddenly slid forward on her own juices and she hit the floor with an almighty thud . She did not really register the fall as she just sat in a daze.

It was fifteen minutes until Shirley came back to reality. As she picked herself up of the cold stone floor she turned to see the streaked clear liquid on her chair. As she pulled up her trousers she stared at it. Without a thought she ran a finger over it and brought it to her mouth. She sucked on her finger as her tongue tasted herself. After that she ran her whole hand over it and licked it clean savouring a taste she had long since forgotten, What was left was a streaked smudge and she took a cloth from a draw and wiped the chair clean.

She crossed the path from the church to her house and scurried upstairs taking no notice to the welcoming voice of her house keeper. She picked up her dressing gown and headed straight for the shower. As she stood under the shower and washed herself clean, hoping to wash away her dirty thoughts, but she could not. All she could think about was the beautiful Pandora. She began to touch herself again as she imagined the girls naked body, but since she had only seen her own and the bombshell from Spain Pandora’s body was a mixed vision of both.

Pandora is a quiet girl and to most looks quite plain looking. She is fourteen years old and in the first year of revising for her GCSE exams. She is five foot three and is slim and petite. She has long dark brown hair which shines and she always lets it loose to hang down her back. Today she had on a long yellow pastel summer dress dotted with pastel coloured red and pink roses. When she walked in the sunlight every one could see her lovely small body silhouetted beneath the fabric. She was a bit of a loner at school and when at home with her single mum would often retreat to her bedroom and stay there only to come downstairs to eat dinner or lunch. Her mummy was a hard worker and was almost never there having two jobs to support herself and her daughter. Pandora’s dad had left before she was born and left the area before the CSA (Child Support Agency) could find him. She had lovely bright green eyes and a button nose. Her lips where full and she never wore make up, but did take good care of herself. Her skin was spotless and her hair was washed daily to keep it’s sheen. She would often stay in her school uniform when she got home and when she did change or go out, which was not often she had an array of dresses all of which had prints of flowers on them. Her petite body was well proportioned although her chest did not show much and she had for two years worn a small ‘a’ cup bra. She did not feel the need for it and would often take it off when out of her mothers site or at school. She had only a tuft of dark hair above her bare mound which she liked and knew when the hairs did start to appear lower down she would shave them clean. She had plucked the odd few she had found as she loved how smooth it felt.

Her mother had left for work by the time she got home from the church and as always she went upstairs to her bedroom. She opened up her closet and stood in front of her full length mirror. She slowly pulled the straps from her shoulder and let the dress fall to the floor. She admired her naked body and smiled with a little wicked smile as she thought how no one knew that she had not worn any panties and in a church aswell. Kicking the sandals from her feet she stepped back running her hands over her small breasts and smooth slit. She turned and jumped onto her bed. She bent over and pulled her diary from under her mattress. Not an original place to hide it she thought, but she knew her mother would not invade her privacy and read it. Turning to the next page she pulled the pen from the spine to make her first entry of the day.

Saturday March 10th 2007.

Dear diary, Went to church for Mikes and Darlene wedding rehearsal. Went well and I saw their gorgeous daughter and the really cute flower girl for the first time. I spoke to her mum and found out she is only four years old and oh my she is sweet.

Got baby sitting tonight for Mike and Darlene. They said their usual babysitter is sick and it’s the first time they’ve asked me so it’s something to look forward to.

Pandora dropped the book on the floor and lay on her back. She put the end of the pen in her mouth and began to lick at it as she thought of it as a girls nipple.

Pandora had always liked girls from an early age. She remembered the days she would run around naked with all the other children at the seaside or at family garden parties. It all seemed the normal thing back then. She pictured all the youngsters and all the childish games they played when they hid from the parents. All the silly pointing and poking of the little boy’s penises and how she and the other girls would sit and pee for them to show how it spurted like a fountain. The pen moved to her nipple as her memories slowly moved forward to her school years. At primary school she remembered the “potty times” and how even then she liked to see girls and boys pee but not until later did she actually know why. Now she was in her secondary school and her favourite time was after the games and all the girls in the showers. She would sometimes be the first in and the last out. She could still remember all the girls, Fat ones thin ones, ugly ones and beautiful ones. The array of small and some bigger breasts and the onset of puberty where some girls had more pubic growth than others and some would brag about wearing their first bra. She remembered one particular girl called Sharon Barnsley. She was a chubby girl and was always the last one in because she always lagged behind on the run around the track at the end of every games lesson.

The last lesson of one particular day was a games lesson and as usual Pandora stayed washing herself as the last girls left the shower. As she was about to leave herself in walked Sharon. Pandora decided to wait always quite curious about her body as she had always left the shower before she walked in. she came in out of breath so Pandora waited. The large girl undressed and stepped into the shower. Pandora noticed how flushed she was and when their eyes met she just smiled at her. She looked on taking in what to her was quite a turn on. Sharon was overweight but she had a pretty face. Her bottom was firm and her belly did not sag although jutted out holding up her large breasts. They were the biggest she had seen and she knew most of it was due to Sharon’s weight. She watched as the girl soaped her body taking in the folds and creases of her large limbs. Her fingers now parting her outer mounds as she becomes moist making the most of this vision and thinks of what could be. Sharon bends over to wash her legs and her large ass is now stretched before her. She squints as if it would give her x-ray vision to see the girl’s anus, but alas it is hidden. She moves toward her and begins to soap her back. Sharon is shocked but allows her to continue. Pandora turns the girl around and soaps her large breasts. Her hand moves down between Sharon’s legs and she discovers a small pubic tuft above a soft fatty sex which is so sweet and like putty to touch. She slides a finger inside and Sharon moans as Pandora takes one of her tiny nipples into her mouth and sucks it making the young girl moan in ecstasy. Pandora grunts as she fucks her own cunt with vigour as her sexual fantasy intensifies her sexual masturbation. Now she has Sharon on the stone floor and her head between her legs sucking her enormous clit. The water still showering their naked bodies as she tastes her sweet pussy. Sharon is now grunting grinding her hips on Pandora’s face and suddenly there’s one last buck as the big girl grunts and her juices gush like a torrent onto her lover’s pretty face.

Pandora pulls her finger from inside herself and rubs her juices around her sex. As the orgasm is subsiding she pokes a finger inside her anus and squeals in delight as she enjoys the painful sensation. God she never thought a fantasy like that would bring her so much pleasure and she now knew that she would wait again for Sharon to come in and maybe just maybe, you never know this fantasy may one day come true she thought. Well I can wish.

Pandora lay for the next few hours bringing herself to three more orgasms fantasizing about other girls she likes in her games class. She gets up and takes a shower. After she has dried herself she brushed her hair for the usual half an hour and picks out one of her dresses. She goes downstairs and has a glass of milk while she gets ready to go and baby sit She leaves a note for her mum not sure if she is staying the night at Mike and Darlene’s. She heads of down her street as they only live a couple of streets away and it’s a nice evening for a walk and still light at seven thirty.

A knock a the door.

“Oh hello Pandora.”

“Hi Mr. Marston,” she replies.

“My wife and Sara are upstairs if you want to go up?” he asks.

“OK,” she says and walks up the stairs to get her first lesson on how to babysit.