Treating Her Tummy Ache

by Tom

Betty and her best friend, Molly were both excited. The carnival was in town, and that meant, rides, music food, and FUN. Betty had just passed her road test and received her drivers license. She drove to Molly's house in her new care and blared the horn.

Molly burst out of the front door and hopped into the shot-gun seat. She kissed Betty on the lips and then fastened the seat belt. The girls roared off with the radio blaring, without a care in the world. Betty stopped at a red light and eyed her girlfriends short-shorts and tight pink tee shirt. The nipples showing through the material. Betty's mouth watered.

"God, you're such a SLUT," Betty teased.

"Yeah, and you know you love it!" Molly shot back.

"I do, and don't go getting any ideas about flirting with any other girls," she warned.

"You know I love you. Don't be so JEALOUS!" Molly countered. Betty could be smothering at times, and it bothered her.

The girls pulled into the parking lot and made their way to the grandstand. They rode the Ferris Wheel and kissed passionately when it stopped at the top. They did not care who noticed and took fiendish delight in shocking the "Old farts" as they referred to them.

In The Tunnel of Love, Betty slipped her hand into Molly's shorts and fingered her pussy. Molly moaned in pleasure and returned the favor. The girls then licked the juice off their fingers as the boat came out into the sunlight.

Molly and Betty made their way to the food court and enjoyed the many treats there. Betty watched as her friend made short work of a foot-long hot dog. She washed it down with a large soda and then a frozen custard.

"Oh My God, where do you put it all?" Betty asked as Molly rubbed her belly and belched loudly.

The girls laughed at the loudness of it as a group of woman looked on and commented about that "disgusting girl."

"If they think that was 'disgusting' get a load of THIS," she said loud enough for them to hear and then turned her back to them, bent over and FARTED in their direction.

"Wow, you're too much!" Betty laughed at her uncouth friend.

The girls made their way back to the car and drove out of the lot.

"Oh, my stomach aches. I feel sick," Molly moaned.

"You'd better not throw up in my car!" Betty warned her girlfriend. Molly rubbed her belly and belched again. She shifted uncomfortably in the front seat and then farted.

"Oh my God, Molly. We're not outside anymore. You stunk up my car you little glutton," Betty said as she pulled into a Walgreen's. She dashed inside and came out in five minutes with a brown paper bag. She tossed it in the back seat and started the car.

"What's in the bag?" Molly asked.

"You'll see soon enough. It's for that tummy ache of yours and you have it coming," Betty warned.

Betty drove to her house and took the bad inside as Molly followed her upstairs. The plan was for her to sleep over and Betty put fresh sheets on the king sized bed they would share.

Betty got undressed. "Get out of those clothes, and we'll shower together, then I'll take care of that tummy ache of yours," she ordered.

Betty was two years older, at 18, but got right into "mother-hen" Mode, much to Molly's chagrin. "Don't be so bossy," the teenager countered.

"You're the one who made a pig of herself and then stunk up my new car, NOT ME," Betty reasoned.

Betty turned on the shower and tested the water. "Get in, honey. It will make you feel better," she soothed.

Molly stepped in with Betty after her. The warm shower did feel good, as did Betty's lathered hands as they soaped her body throughly. Betty paid attention to Molly Pussy and anus, her soapy fingers driving the young woman wild.

Molly worked two fingers into Betty's pussy and then stuck a thumb up her rectum. Hot water washed over the girls as they kissed in the shower.

They rinsed off and stepped out. Each dried the other with a soft terry-towel. Betty led the way to the bedroom.

She sat down on the bed and opened the paper bag. A box with a picture of a red water bottle and white tubing with the word "FOUNTAIN SYRINGE" could be seen.

"Oh NO, I don't want an ENEMA" Molly cried.

"I know honey, but I'm going to give you one anyway, because you NEED ONE. Now lay down on this towel on your stomach and just relax. Let me do all the work," Betty ordered.

Molly rubbed her belly and belched again. She really was uncomfortable. "I should never have eaten, TWO foot-longs, but they tasted so good," she whined. Betty rolled her eyes.

"If you don't lay down, right now, I will spank you AND give you the enema!" she warned.

Molly quickly got face down on her tummy.

"Oh What a cute ass you have. I've wanted to give you the nozzle for so long now," Betty confessed.

She stroked Molly's rounded buttocks hotly. "Just relax, baby. You're going to love enemas as much as I do."

Molly was shocked. "You love enemas?" she asked her girlfriend.

"Sure, my mother gave them to me for as long as I can remember. When I was real little, I went over her lap. Then later on I got them on my tummy on the bed, JUST LIKE YOU WILL," she explained. "My mother is a nurse and she always felt they were necessary for good health. When I got older, Mom introduced me to some of her nurse friends, who were also Lesbian. They loved to take my rectal temperature and give me enemas. Mom always approved, and said my "Aunts" just wanted me to be happy and healthy. In no time I was a full-blown Lesbian anal erotic," Betty explained.

Molly's Pussy was wet with excitement at the hot story Betty told her. She was so turned on, but still a little scared. She never had anything but a thermometer up there and the idea of holding so much water had her nervous. Betty sensed this.

"Don't worry baby. I know you're an "enema virgin" so I'll go slowly," she cooed. "I'm only going to give you a pint of warm water. You won't need anymore anyway," Betty explained. "It will be more then enough to clean you out and make you feel better," she went on.

Betty put the red bag on an I.V. pole her mother used and attached the white hose and nozzle. She filled it with a pint of warm water.

Betty sat down on the bed and could see that Molly was nervous. She took a buttock in each hand and slowly spread them apart. Molly blushed as she was exposed. Her pink rosebud winked excitedly at Betty. Betty bent over and slowly placed her tongue on the center and licked hungrily at the soft puckered flesh.

Molly squealed in utter pleasure. The feeling was exquisite. Betty's tongue lapped and teased her anus, before she pushed it up Molly's rectum. "Oh Wow! Keep that up. I LOVE IT," she cried out.

Minutes later, Betty stopped and reached for the tube of lubricant. Molly's anus shown with spit, but Betty applied lubricating jelly to it as well. She worked it around with the tip of her finger and then slid it up Molly's rectum. Betty finger-fucked Molly rectally as the happy girl gasped, grunted and squealed in pleasure.

Betty held her open with the fingers of her left hand. With her right hand, she slowly guided the enema nozzle up her girlfriends rectum.

"Take a deep breath, I am going to open the clamp and give you the water slowly," she advised. "O.K." Molly said as she heard the "click" of the clamp on the hose.

Soon the water entered Molly's rectum.

"Oh, WOW. It feels like the nozzle is GUMMING in my ass. It feels so GOOD," Molly advised.

"I have to GO TO THE BATHROOM!" Molly cried.

"No not yet. You've only taken half, about eight ounces. That's only a cup, silly girl," Betty teased. Betty was used to MUCH more, and knew Molly could take at least a pint, without any trouble.

"I HAVE TO POO," Molly whined.

"Almost there, baby. Just a little more, honey," she advised and Molly tried to clamp her anal muscles around the nozzle and relax.

Finally the bag went flat. Betty withdrew the nozzle slowly and pushed a cotton ball into Molly's anus. Molly raced into the bathroom and expelled.

Molly came out of the bathroom. She sat down on the bed with Betty and soon the two were rolling around on the bed. They hugged and kissed. "Thank you for giving me your anal cherry," Betty said.

"Thank you for making me feel so good," Molly replied.

They snuggled under the covers and fell fast asleep. It was just the beginning for both of them.

THE END