Joy Ride (Creepy Carla), Part 2

by Pulsar

Oh, hello there, my demented darlings! I'm sooooo glad you came— and I have a feeling you will be, too! First of all, kiddies, if you're here before reading Part One, then scram and read it first! As you remember, our two heroines, Cathryn "Cat" & Jennifer "Jen-Jen", had taken a spooky ride at Joyland Park together, where Cat swore she saw among the ghoulish displays a naked girl— who looked quite real! And yet, her best friend (and new lover!) swears there wasn't anyone there!

So just what is going on? Let's find out more with the second sexy segment of our tale called 'Joy Ride' …

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A week later, because of having to get permission from our parents, Jen-Jen and I were finally able to spend the night together again, this time at her house. We were SO excited to try that thing again, where it felt like we were exploding!

But we had to wait a little while. Jen-Jen's 'annoying' kid-sister Michelle bugged us a few times, but when she got actual attention from me she calmed back down and wandered off. The possibility she or their mom might walk in on us kept us from stripping down or trying anything too naughty, more than a tickle fight, very early!

Eventually, after darling little 'Shelly' went to bed and their mom settled in for the night, I steered the conversation back to what happened that day at the amusement park.

"Hey Jen-Jen, remember the Phanto-Zone?"

"Are you still goin' on about that? And the girl you think you saw, I bet!"

I shifted around on the bed and lay back on my elbows. "Well, I did! And I was also thinking again about how she looked, and how it probably felt."

Giggling, Jen-Jen leaned forward onto her arms next to me and suggestively asked, "What, are you looking to get another good spanking, Cat?"

"Not exactly, but it looks like you are!" I gave her a playful smack on her rump, eliciting a squeal. "Actually, I meant the other time I saw that Asian girl in there."

"Yeah? What was that about, again?"

"Let's take off our clothes and I'll show you!" With that, we shucked our bedtime outfits, her nightgown and my big tee-shirt (handed down from Ed, with an ironed-on Star Wars logo), and little-girl panties, one white with little red hearts and one pastel blue. Before she let me go on, Jen-Jen gave me a big, closer-than-friends hug, and long, full-on-the-lips smooch, leaving me dazed a moment, grinning. "Thaaanks… Um, do you have night-lights or something, so we can turn out the overhead?"

She giggled, knowingly. "I'll do you one better! Watch this, we just got it." With that, Jen-Jen went over to the switch by her door and used it to slowly dim the lights. She stopped when it wasn't so bright we would be very embarrassed, but we could still see each other; it was downright intimate. "How's that?"

"That's… so… cool! Now, get over here and I'll show you what I saw." Once Jen-Jen was situated on the floor by the bed, between my legs, I scooted my butt to the edge of the mattress right in front of her and leaned back again. "Help me get my legs up, would you?"

"So, like this?" My best friend got my feet off the floor and helped support my limbs as we awkwardly tried to move them into the position I saw.

"Sort of like this, yeah." Even though there wasn't much more light than last weekend, I felt a lot naughtier, and like I was on display. She could probably see everything, especially the only part I had seen well, my soft hump of a mons. It was so exciting, I could feel the area warming under her gaze, swelling with attraction to her, and my cheeks blushing like I was putting on a stageplay! Despite the discomfort (which was almost exhilarating in itself), I added, "But in the hospital display, she was on an examination table, and her feet were held up by some sort of U-shaped supports, like the top of a stirrup but upside down. Oh, and there was a giant thermometer, almost as wide as a broom handle, that went in and out of her, y'know… kitten!"

"No way! Well, hold your own feet so I can get a closer look!"

Embarrassed even more, I tried to grab my feet when she brought them closer, and got them on the second try. After trying to open my nether lips (which gave me such a thrill!) and not being satisfied with them running into my thighs, she tried to spread my knees, so I had to hold on to them to keep them where she wanted. That pulled my butt up, and opened me up completely to her wandering eyes— and hands!

And wander they did! A little silly, she started off with a tickling caress along my thighs, past the tan line, over my taut buttocks and bare kitten. (I was a Cat who already loved her little underage pussy!) Her touch sent tiny needles of electricity up my spine. And then she gently blew along my cracks— from the back of my heinie to the very front of my cunny. That replaced the electricity with ice crystals!

I had to bite my lips, for then she dragged her fingers up and down that valley: from one corner where my clitty started to reconsider hiding, past the corner which held even deeper secrets, and gliding even over the little pucker causing it to twitch (and my throat to give a yearning whimper). And immediately they made the return trip, and again and again!

So warm and excited at the same time, my body seemed to have trouble deciding whether to tense up or to relax! But when she kissed my plump little mons, with the same kind of sucking, playfully passionate feel she had given my face, it was like my body remembered what it should do: some parts started to get very, very relaxed, almost like they wanted to be limp, others went for a wonderful tension like violin strings, yet others started in one direction but as if readying for the other! I was confused, but I decided to let things happen and enjoy the ride!

No sooner did she stop that, than she began massaging me all over down there. "Oh, Jen-Jen! That's awesome!" And it SO was! While her palms and fingers kneaded my thighs, pussy, and butt, her thumbs played with my little lips and tiny 'rim'. One labium would be pulled to the side and flip back, one on the other side be pushed up and down, then the top pushed side to side, sending wave after wave of utter pleasure from my swelling clitty. Little wonder I started hearing from my own mouth noises I only heard previously from Ed's room!

Suddenly I noticed Jen-Jen making another noise: she was sniffing my privates! I would've been embarrassed, but I felt way too good to care. Besides, it wasn't a bad smell, but it was weird, almost naughty, and a little sweet. And she must have really liked that aroma, because she started kissing and licking my cunny like she couldn't get enough!

And she wasn't done with her fingers! She must have noticed something going on with my clit hood, because her fingers, lips and tongue took turns giving that area absolutely gorgeous attention! My protective fold of sensitive skin swelled and almost prepared to offer its treasure with trust for its safety. When Jen-Jen pushed it back tenderly, I almost came feeling the movement of my slickened foreskin and clitoris together! And again when her sweet, loving little lips kissed that super-sensitive swollen nub!

Another of her fingers worked its way in past my swollen girly folds, wiggling and pushing for something deeper. Eventually, at the very back, she found what she was looking for, because I started feeling her wriggling around inside me! "Oh mah gah! More! Don't stop!" I don't know why, but I felt so wonderful, I was terrified she'd leave me just short!

"Yeah, Cat, you like this, don't you!" she whispered. "Well, shut up and you'll get more!" I covered my mouth, my legs already trying to escape my grasp, so she started moving even faster and harder and even deeper inside me, shaking and stirring and moving in and out! My best friend was… finger-fucking!… me! At one point it hurt a but, but she pulled back a little and the tight feeling went away— only to poke again, and hard enough something popped! But I was already on cloud nine, and almost immediately it felt beautiful having her soft little finger, no, FINGERS! squirming so deep inside me!

"I love that, Jen-Jen! I'm almost there, just—!" Then it happened again, I absolutely exploded! For what felt like forever, my thighs holding my best friend's face to my pussy, a tiny squeak escaping my mouth, I writhed and shuddered! My little girl tenderness screwed itself into her, the very tip of my itty-bitty clitty eskimo-kissing her nose!

When I relaxed, I went totally limp, gasping for air, twitching a couple more times. After I lay on my back a few moments to recover, I finally sat up, dizzy.

"So, you liked that, huh," whispered Jen-Jen, licking her lips, her face coated in my juice. "I sure hope Shelly slept through it!"

"Oh gawd… Shelly," I giggled. "I wonder what she'd do if she knew! Would she tell, or… this?" With that, I bent down and pulled her up to me for a long, luscious kiss. Then, I licked her face as clean as I could, thankful my glasses had been set aside! The look on her face as she let me play mommy-cat was so beautiful and cute!

Soon, I coaxed Jen-Jen into the position I'd been in. "Now, imagine if you were that girl in the ride," I said as I slowly caressed her smooth, gorgeous suntanned legs. I teased her inner thighs for a minute or two without touching her yearning, swollen kitten; she moaned and twitched as she held her knees tightly in place, waiting for me to fondle her, just getting teased with cool and warm puffs of air on my whim! Finally, I began to gently touch those blushing, puffy ten-year-old outer lips, which made her gasp like she was just rescued from drowning. I massaged her puffiness a few seconds, before letting my finger wander down into 'cunny canyon' and caress it all the way up those flowery hot-pink insides to an absolutely starving clit!

"Ooooh!" she cried as she swung her feet above her. "Yes!" she whispered. "Do it! Do it! Oh gaawwd, I want you sooo bad!" Of course, I gave her the works! I slowly slid my finger into her love canal as she squirmed about, with her head far back and mouth wide open. Eventually, I used my tongue on her clit while my finger filled her up and twisted like I was tickling her insides. Part of it felt a little weird, almost rough, and when I pressed up into it she made a neat sound; so of course I did that a great deal more! "I feel like I'm gonna pee!" Then she almost growled, "But don't stop!" She humped harder and faster against my face, moaning and gasping until she, too, burst with pleasure… and a geyser of love liquid!

I think she almost passed out because she didn't respond for a few moments when I went back to her pussy and started licking it clean. Of course, it didn't get clean, because my face was still coated in the yummy thick lubricative honey and watery nectar that had just come from that same flower! But then I used my index finger, slick from her tunnel of lust, to tickle her dark pink rosebud nestled between those fair-skinned buttcheeks pulled taut. That got a whimper from her!

Then a moan escaped her lips before she remembered to close them, while I continued my ministrations. With one hand teasing her bum, I used the other to help my lips and tongue, and nose (she smelled better than all the pie in the world as far as I was concerned!), to stimulate her cunny once more. Before long, I was fingering her vagina again, and suckling on her succulent clit hood. Jen-Jen was already writhing again, and seemed to be doing something: not only did her inner walls feel like they were trying to milk my finger, her backside started to move, and open up! So naturally, my finger slid in a little way, then a little more, until I was double penetrating her!

That was so sexual, it quickly drove me wild, too! Not one but two fingers in my best friend in the whole world, and the taste of her in my mouth, got my body heating up like a forest fire of desire! Her voice changed pitch yet again, and I couldn't take it any longer. I picked up her hips and pushed her up on the bed, even though her head hanged over the other side, and climbed up onto her. Now, I had no idea if it would work, but there was something I had seen Ed and a girl do one time that I just had to try: it was much later I learned it was called 'tribadism'!

Jen-Jen and I kissed passionately, holding onto each other for dear life. With her legs resting on my hips, I hunched up, rubbing my naked, little-girl kitten along hers. Exquisite! Almost immediately we began to hump away, grinding our cunny lips and clitties into each other with abandon! Nothing else existed as we went at each other with both ends at once, until… !

Ecstasy! We came in blinding flashes of pure light! As we nearly screamed into each other mouths and our pussies kept rubbing along each other, I felt pulses of fluid spray from each of us, literally exploding into each other!

"Is that how the Death Star felt?" one of us weakly quipped, but I couldn't tell who.

Finally we drifted off to sleep, snuggled against each other's naked bodies for a needed rest. It might have been my imagination, but I could swear I heard Jen-Jen's bedroom door shut.

Fortunately, even after those explosive orgasms, we didn't sleep too late, because when we finally stirred, Jen-Jen noticed the stains we'd left behind on her boyish bedspread! Then I realized we still had dried girly-juices all over our bodies, and there was a lingering scent of sex still in the room! And so like last time, I sprayed the room with a lemony scent while Jen-Jen rushed her bedspread to the washing machine before her mom could get up! Then it was a fairly simple thing to give each other a quick sponge bath and dress well enough for cartoons, thank goodness!

Jen-Jen's nosey little sister Shelly bothered us some, even more than usual. Could she have heard us, maybe even have peeked in? Kinda creepy, but that's a really moistening thought! It was something to consider later, maybe after we figured out the Phanto-Zone mystery.

When big brother Eddie came to pick me up, Jen-Jen and I tried to sweet-talk him into taking us to Joyland, the amusement park that held the spooky ride. Michelle interfered in her bratty way, but we managed to get him to agree to bring us on his almost-date with Lesley in return for giving him the idea of taking her to Joyland.

Come that weekend, we found ourselves in the back seat of Ed's Ford Pinto (which happened to have a 'Disco Sucks' bumper sticker on it!). We rode mostly in silence, each of us in the shortest pair of outgrown shorts we could find in our dressers so we'd each have plenty of bare skin to grope. But we didn't dare do anything with Ed and Lesley there with us, except have a tickle fight or two.

Oh yes…Lesley! She was on a student exchange visa from England, with the most beautiful dialect! Now, she looked nothing like a 'Barbie' doll or Farrah Fawcett, yet very captivating nonetheless. She was tall, thin, fair-skinned and lanky, but in a cute sort of way with reddish hair with two miniscule pigtails! She wore wire-rimmed glasses and had shiny metal braces on her upper teeth that only seemed to accentuate her hypnotic smile. And this particular evening she dared to wear a blue-toned plaid miniskirt revealing her long shiny legs … which tormented poor Ed to no end. Naturally, I could relate for it had the same effect on me!

From where we sat in the cramped back seat, we could see him occasionally glancing over to peek at her long bare thighs that her skirt failed to cover. Yet suddenly, she slapped his leg with her long slender fingers, taking advantage of his wearing brief OP tennis shorts. "Eyes on the road please, not my legs!" she said with a smile, yet very authoritative. "If you're feeling a wee curious about girls, then do wait until we're not likely to have an accident!"

"Ooow," he mumbled quietly, quite embarrassed over getting caught. "So, uh… tell us Miss Lesley… uh… did you ever get a school caning back in England?"

But Lesley only grinned with her glimmering braces as we girls began to giggle. "Oh, wouldn't you like to know?!" she said in her beautiful Celto-Saxon voice.

Both of us girls snickered in the backseat, yet we leaned forward to hear her answer (and to sneak another view of those nice bare legs she was showing!) "Awww, c'mon! Tell us! Did ya?" I begged.

But she turned and looked at me with those bright eyes behind her glasses, giggled and patted me on the head. "Recall how 'curiosity killed the CAT!' That's you, my oh-so-fine little kitten!" she said as she gently tweaked my nose. Her metallic, braced smile gleamed as our eyes met, sending a tingling chill down my spine and all the way around to my kitty. Although I quickly looked away, blushing, soon again I struggled to get yet one more peek at her fair-skinned bare thighs.

But I took notice of the odd ring on her finger, featuring some sort of a greenish gem, perhaps an emerald? "Oh, that's a pretty ring!"

She turned her hand to take a look. "Thank you!" she replied. "It's an old hand-me-down from my Scottish ancestry, something of ancient Celtic mystique, they say!"

But we continued down the road with Supertramp's "Logical Song" quietly playing in the background on the radio. Suddenly, Lesley crossed her right bare leg over her left, allowing her flip-flop to dangle from her foot. She gently flexed her knee back and forth as her footwear swayed from her luscious pink-painted toes as she sat relaxed in the seat with her arms crossed.

"Say… are you taunting me?" Ed dared to ask.

"Perhaps," replied Lesley with a smile, and with another gentler slap on his leg which still had yet to sprout much hair. "But keep your eyes on the road, or I might smack you a second time!"

Eventually, we pulled into the parking lot of Joyland. Jen-Jen and I walked behind Ed and Lesley as she held him by the arm, mainly so we could get a good view of her swaying butt in that miniskirt! "Mmmm, nice!" mumbled Jen-Jen with a giggle.

"Yeah, and to think she probably got caned too! Reeeooow!" I added with a lustful glare.

"Okay brats, here's some cash. Meet us back here at nine-o'clock, not one minute late!" Ed said once we passed inside the gate. "If you have any trouble, ask someone to page me over the speaker. I promised mom to get you back in one piece!"

"Okay," we agreed.

"Aaaww, sweet brother loves sissy!" cooed Les, once again causing Ed to blush. With a wink, she addressed us, "Now you tarts run along and don't be late!"

Yet just before we left, I noticed something strange about the ring on Lesley's finger: the gem seemed to have an eerie glow! Perhaps it was just the sunlight hitting it just right?

And so we left them and raced off down the fairway to the Phanto-Zone! We were nearly running, which proved to be difficult in our sandals (Jen-Jen wore jellies!), worn this time to show off our painted glittery toenails. But once we were on the ride, Jen-Jen was all over me. "If this ride were longer, I'd fuck your brains out right here!"

I laughed at the sound of such dirty talk from her. She was the last girl I'd expect to say that, except myself. But the thought was so exciting!

At any rate, as we rolled along in the darkness, I kept my eyes open. Jen-Jen opened her bulging purse and produced her mom's Polaroid! "Now, if you see any naked girls, let me know and I'll get a picture!"

So we rode through the ride again, all the while loving, touching, squeezing each other! And with each display of attempted horror by way of plastic figurines, we searched for the naked girl. She wasn't in hell, she wasn't in school, or the hospital. But when we rolled through ice cave of the Yeti monster, there she was! She was hanging upside down completely naked! Her long and tangled hair hung down, waving in the breeze of the fan that was supposed to make this part of the ride extra cold! "Heeeelp meeeeee!" cried that voice.

"There! There! Take the picture!" I shouted.

"Where?" cried Jen-Jen.

"Gi'me it!" I said as I grabbed the camera. But suddenly, the Yeti creature lit up and roared. We knew it was going to happen sooner or later. Now that there was extra lighting, I snapped the Polaroid with a flash.

"Heeeeelp meeeee! Pleeeeease!" came the cry from the naked girl again.

"Hoooow!" I cried out. "You're just plastic! …I hope."

"Who're you talking to?" asked Jen-Jen.

"The naked girl!"

"What naked girl?! That's just the abdominal snowman! This is a joke right?"

But I reached for the picture that the Polaroid had just spit out. "We'll wait to see what's in the picture!"

"I swear, there was no one there but the snow creature!" assured Jen-Jen, again thinking I was going crazy. But soon the car rolled into the torture chamber room again. I gently rubbed my hand over her bare thigh as we passed the gristly animatronics accompanied by the garbled recordings of pitiful cries. But soon Jen-Jen grabbed hold of me tight, with both arms and legs! "Oh-mah-gawd!" she cried out.

"What?"

"Look!" She pointed up head. "There she is! There's a naked Japanese girl about our age strapped to that wheel with her arms and legs apart, all spread-eagle!"

"Now who's seeing things?" I said. "There's no one on that wheel!" True, I saw a wooden wheel on the far wall where they could have strapped some dummy to it for a freaky effect, but there was no one on it. It was just slowly spinning. However, Jen-Jen grabbed her camera and once again, the room lit up with a flash, revealing the wooden walls painted in flat black.

And finally, we rolled back outside. It was nearly dark, but all the bright lights of Joyland stabbed our eyes after being in that dark ride for nearly ten minutes. The park's speakers blared with Heart's "Magic Man," as the car came to a stop. And so we climbed out to find a well lit area to see how well a Polaroid would do in the Phanto-Zone.

Eventually we sat down at one of the small tables near the hot dog stand. I handed Jen-Jen the picture I took, after glancing to make sure there was someone in it. "Here, look at this! Do you see a naked girl now?"

She took it from my hand with a disbelieving sigh. Yet soon her googly eyes bulged and her mouth fell open to once again reveal the silvery glimmer of her braces mounted to cute little buck teeth. "Oh- mah- gaaawwwd!"

"Told ya!" I said confidently. "It's a naked oriental girl, right?"

But she remained speechless for a few moments. "It's… it's… YOU!" she said with disbelief as she presented the picture.

"What?" I yanked the picture away and took one long look. There hung a naked girl in the ice cave upside down. It was blurry and washed out so it was hard to tell skin tone, yet her hair was short and brown rather than the long dark I'd seen. But the small birth mark on the lower stomach could have been mine easily! And the blurry face… no! It couldn't be. But was it? "Tha-that— can't be! Not me!" I stammered. "I was right there… next to you in the car… with clothes on!!!" Now, I was more freaked out than ever.

And so I reached out for the other picture that Jen-Jen had taken herself. "Gi'me that! I have to see if there's a girl on the wheel!" And so I took a good look. Oh gahd, freaky! What I couldn't see in there, the Polaroid apparently did! There was a naked girl strapped to the wheel alright! "Well, you're right, Jen-Jen! There WAS a girl on the wheel! And she looks just like… YOU!"

"What?" Jen-Jen yanked the picture from my hand. "Aaaaah!" she screamed like a preschooler before covering her mouth. I swore her eyes were going to leave their sockets. "Oh-mah-gaaawwd! What's going on?!"

"Quick, hide them!" I demanded. "I'll hold on to this one, and you can stash the one of me. We can't let anyone see these!"

And so Jen-Jen and I stuffed them under our clothes as best we could. (I took another look at the one of her first, though!) She wondered aloud, "Just what the heck is going on?"

"I don't know," I said as I trembled with panic and excitement. "But if we want to find out, we're gonna have to keep riding it!"

"Uhhh… maybe we should just… y'know… find a new favorite ride," Jen-Jen said nervously.

"Come on! We have to find out what's going on, who the naked girl is and how to save her!" I insisted. "Besides, I don't want people seeing MY naked body in there! Yours is good enough to show off, though."

Jen-Jen chuckled. "Well… let's go home. You can at least let *me* look at your naked body… and touch it… and lick it!"

"Oh… oh yes!" I moaned at the mere thought. "But no, Daphne! We've got a mystery to solve!"

"Daphne? And you're who, Velma? Why do I have to be the dumb one?!"

"You're not the dumb one, you're the sexy one! …Who gets into trouble," I assured her. "Besides, I got the glasses. C'mon!"

Before we knew it, we made it through the Phanto-Zone line again and took a seat in the car. We didn't even wait until we entered before wrapping our bare legs around each other in order to give the shaggy teen ride operator something to gawk at! We gave him a giggle and a brat-tongue before we vanished into the darkness once again. I announced the plan, "Now this time, if we see that girl, we're gonna have to reach out and grab her!"

"What, are you kidding…"

"She could be in danger!"

"Looked like she was enjoying herself!" assured Jen-Jen with a giggle.

"Yeah, but she's just a kid! If she wants enjoyment, then let her sleep-over with us!"

Once again, Jen-Jen burst into giggles as her hand struggled to go down into my tiny shorty-shorts! And the ride proceeded quite predictably… that is, until we reached the 'hell' room. This time, what we saw both shocked and terrified us! There before our eyes, in place of the fake flames was… of all things…

… my room! My very own room, with all the bright pastel colors and everything! And there on the bed was… us! Oh-mah-gawd! There we were, making out completely naked on my bed like two life-like mechanical dummies! Jen-Jen (at least her likeness) was swatting my bare bottom to a hot pink and I was moaning out loud. From the car we could see my own little cunny lips were swollen and throbbing as Jen-Jen slapped away.

"OH-MAH-GAWD!" we both cried out, hugging each other in utter embarrassment! "Did the car before us see that?" I asked in a panic.

"I don't know," said Jen-Jen with a shady voice, "but I'd sure recognize that pussy of yours anywhere!"

I slapped her leg as we dared to take one more peek at the raunchy display of our encounter, just in time to see Jen-Jen slide her fingers into my nether lips. I (my dummy) moaned out loud in desperate desire!

"Oh gahd, that was sooo haawwt!" cried Jen-Jen as she hugged me tight and nibbled my ear.

Finally, we rolled on into the school room. But the next set of doors was way off as well. Instead of "Principal's Office," why did it say "Tunnel of Lust"? Next thing we knew, there ahead of us stood a giant vagina! Yes, there was a pussy-shaped tunnel right ahead of us in fine detail, right down to what looked like a throbbing clit up above. The car sped up and we took a dive, right into that giant, gaping, cavernous cunt!

Everything went black! I can't remember exactly what happened after that, until waking up in a daze in near darkness. Certainly I didn't notice any passage of time, but it could have been hours. "Jen-Jen?" I cried out. "Jenny-fur! Where are you? …And where are we?"

"I don't know," I heard her say quite nervously. "I… I can't move!"

Suddenly there came an increase in the ambient light, from where I don't know. But the glow revealed that we were both held fast to a wooden trestle on our tummies, side by side. Our hands and ankles were tied down, with our legs spread apart. I could feel a steady draft of of air circulating that just happened to be blowing right on my crotch, teasing my little wet nether lips to no end! We were both trembling hard, breathing heavy and whispering softly as we awaited to see what awaited us.

Soon, we heard slow echoing footsteps coming from the darkness. They were made deliberately slow, so that the echo faded from each one before the next came. Tap-p-p-p! Tap-p-p-p! Tap-p-p-p!

"Someone's coming!" whimpered Jen-Jen.

"I know… and we're naked!" I said nervously.

"At least we know how the Japanese girl got in here…" mumbled Jen-Jen.

"Yes but… oh that are feel so nice blowing across pussy," I blurted, hoping to find something good in all of this. But as we whispered, the footsteps came closer and louder… Tap -p-p-p! Tap –p-p-p! Tap –p-p-p!

Suddenly, out of the darkness, a shadowy figure emerged, yet the ambient glow still hid all details. The footsteps came to a stop as the dark apparition remained motionless. Suddenly, a soft voice whispered, "My, my! How lovely!" We could just barely hear the words, yet we knew that those hidden eyes were on us! I gasped in fear and awe. But in spite of everything, I could feel a solitary drop of girly-juice run down my leg from my throbbing little cunny.

Jen-Jen on the other hand continued to whimper and breathe heavily as she squirmed to get loose. I too was squirming, yet all that accomplished was the constant rubbing of my swollen little clitty against the bench— not that it was much incentive to stop. And so I looked up at the form in the darkness beyond the influence of the faint lighting.

But soon there came a few more steps. From out of the darkness, a pair of blue eyes that appeared to glow on their own stared back at us. Then the lighting revealed a face to the phantom; I breathed all the harder once I saw that tall, thin body! It was Lesley! Her glasses seemed to magnify the glow of her eyes. She looked real, yet… dreamy at the same time. Her rose-red lips grinned as she eyed both of us. "Well, well, well!" she said in her beautiful English dialect. "What a nice pair of sweet tarts! Hmmm. Sweet-tarts! Let's find out shall we!"

With that, she took another step forward. "Lesley!" I cried. "What's going on? I mean… help us!!!"

"Oh I shall… I shall!" she said with a lustful grin! "And I've brought some assistance with me!" With that, she stepped to the side to reveal another presence who had been hiding behind her. There stood a girl our age! It was her! It was the girl we had seen. Now, all her Asian features glowed in the ambient lighting as she stared back at us in awe and wonder. "Girls, I'd like you to meet Loliko! She will be assisting me!" said Lesley as she took the naked Asian nymph gently by the hand.

Both Jen-Jen and I gasped as we stared into her innocent face, which suddenly sprouted an eager yet slightly shy smile! Then Lesley reached for the buttons on her polo shirt. As she loosened the first button, the ring on her hand began to emit a faint glow!

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Oh my, kiddies! It would seem the mystery is about to deepen… perhaps all the way up to the cervix! And I suddenly find myself in the mood for a warm English scone and Irish coffee! Sooo, is our pretty Lesley behind all of this, or is this someone else's idea of a raunchy but pleasing prank? Well, I guess we'll have to read Part 3 to find out now, won't we! Until then kiddies… strap in, (and if applicable, strap-on!)… and enjoy the ride!