The Black Lingerie, Part Twelve

“What are you so chipper about?”

Erin glanced up from her tray to see a grinning Ashley sitting down at the table. Mindy was right, she did look rather chipper.

“Yeah, what gives? You are smiling like the Cheshire cat,” Erin said.

“I had a weird night and a great morning,” she said, then laughed, “Actually, the morning was pretty weird, too, but in a good way.”

“And weird makes you smile,” Mindy asked.

“Usually,” Erin said, drawing a look from her friend, “Well, it does. Care to tell us about this good weird morning and not so good weird night.”

“I’d rather not talk about what happened last night but I have a feeling if I tell you what happened this morning, you’ll have to know,” Ashley said, opening her milk.

“You might as well start with last night, then,” Mindy said, glancing at Erin and winking. The wink said, this ought to be good.

Erin had to agree with that assessment.

“Shit,” Ashley sighed, then sat up straighter, “Fine. I went through a big Harry Potter phase a few years ago… For my birthday, I got a Nimbus 2000 broomstick.”

“Didn’t they recall those,” Mindy said, glancing at Erin, “Something about girls wouldn’t stop playing with them because it vibrated or something.”

Erin shrugged, “I don’t remember hearing that.”

“They did,” Ashley said, then, “but I still have mine.”

“You do,” Erin asked, frowning, “I don’t remember seeing it recently.”

“That’s because I keep it tucked under my bed,” she said, then shook her head and laugh, “I can’t believe I’m telling you this. You are going to give me so much shit.”

“Tell me what?”

“The first time I played with the toy, I had an orgasm. Didn’t know then what had happened, only that I like it. I’ve been masturbating with it ever since.”

Mindy laughed, “Nice.”

Erin crossed her arms under breasts and shot a look at her friend, “All that grief you gave me because I told you I masturbate in the shower…”

“Hey, I never said you shouldn’t do it,” Ashley said, laughing, “I only said you shouldn’t have told me about it. Some things you can keep to yourself.”

Laughing at her own expense, Erin said, “I guess I still haven’t learned that lesson.”

“Masturbating with a Harry Potter toy is weird,” Mindy said, then, “but not so odd for you it would appear. So, what happened last night?”

“I was wired from the whole place of locked doors thing, couldn’t get to sleep, so I decided to relieve some stress. I had just finished, when I heard my bedroom door opening.”

“Uh-oh,” Mindy said, leaning forward.

“Let me paint a picture for you,” Ashley said, grinning sheepishly, “I was naked, laying atop the covers because I was hot from, you know. The Nimbus 2000 was on the bed beside me, still buzzing away. In a panic, I threw my comforter across my naked body. Just in time, too. Someone pokes their head into the room, then comes in. Doesn’t snap the light on–seems to be using a cell phone as a flashlight–so I’m think it probably isn’t Mom or Dad. I catch a glimpse of the room invader and it is my step-sister, Loren.”

“What was Loren doing in your room?” Erin asked.

“I’m getting there. I must have gasped when I realized who it was because the phone turned on me. Should have pretended to be asleep but now I was busted. I asked what she was doing in my room and she tells me she needs to borrow my window so she could sneak out to a party.”

“Oh, yeah,” Erin laughed, then to Mindy, “they nailed Loren’s window shut.”

“Really? Why?”

“She was always sneaking out. A bit of a wild child.”

“So, she wanted to borrow my window. That’s why she was in my room in the middle of the night. What happened next is very embarrassing, so please… Be gentle.”

“Loren hears something. She came to the bed-”

“Oh, no!” Erin laughed, put a hand to her mouth.

“Yeah, it is the Nimbus 2000. She can hear it buzzing under the comforter. I hadn’t had time to shut it off. I didn’t play it cool and she was suspicious. Before I knew what she was going to do, she ripped the covers away. There I was, naked as the day I was born. The Nimbus went flying, crashed to the floor with a bang.”

“She caught you masturbating?”

“Let me finish. About this time, we hear footsteps approaching in the hallway. In a panic, I tell her to give me the covers back and to hide on the far-side of the bed. No sooner was she hidden did my mother poke her head into my room. I made up some excuse for the loud noise and she bought it.

“After a few awkward exchanges with Loren, she left by my window for whatever party she was going to. I spent the next few hours too mortified to sleep.”

“Oh, God,” Mindy laughed.

“Then, this morning, she came to my room to apologize. We kind of had a moment, bonded a little.”

“That is weird,” Erin said, familiar with the non-existent relationship between Ashley and Loren.

“There is more. She had something for me, said there was some benefits to have a step sister who was a fuck up- her words, not mine. It was something wrapped up in a towel.”

“What was it?”

“A vibrator.”

“What?!” Erin said, with a startled laugh, “Really?”

“Yeah,” Ashley said, grinning, “She said it was for not ratting her out and because if I was going to do it I needed the right tool for the job.”

Mindy laughed at that line, “Right tool for the job? She really said that?”

“Yeah.”

“Nice.”

“Where did she get it,” Erin asked, shaking her head in amazement.

“I don’t know. I was too shocked to think to ask at the time. By the time I had, she was already gone.”

“I can’t believe she just gave you a vibrator! Who gives a twelve year old a vibrator,” Erin laughed, still trying to get her head around the thought.

“A fuck up,” Ashley said, then, “It is kind of cool, right?”

“Yeah,” Erin said, smiling at her, “It is cool. Did you try it out?”

“Didn’t have time. I had to come here.” Ashley groaned.

—————————————————————————————————–

“Hello, Erin,” Mr. Connors said, opening the door when Erin rang the bell, “Ashley is up in her room. You can head on up.”

“Hi, Dad,” Erin said, an honorary title lovingly afforded Ashley’s father. It always made him smile when she called him that, “Thanks for letting me stay. Again.”

This was her second family, in many ways. She spent nearly as much time here as at her own house. Ashley could say the same of the Brolin clan.

“You know you are always welcome here, sweetie,” he said, stepping aside so she could enter.

“Love you, too,” she said, grinning as she ran for the stairs.

She found Ashley stretched out on her bed, writing in a notebook. No longer dressed for school, she wore jeans and a t-shirt emblazoned with Slayer’s logo. Her long, red hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She was in relaxed mode, not trying to impress anyone. Still, Erin thought she looked very sexy, liked the way the jeans clung to her perky backside.

A band Erin vaguely recognized played fast and furiously on the stereo, filling the room with power chords and thundering drums. Between the music and whatever she was writing in the notebook, her attention was elsewhere. Ashley didn’t hear her enter, so she took a running leap and landed on top of her oldest friend. She squealed in surprise, then giggled as Erin startled tickling her ribs. She squirmed under Erin, trying to defend herself. Laughing at the assault, she managed to roll onto her back and look up at her attacker.

Erin found herself straddling her friend’s hips, looking down at her adorable face framed in a spray of red hair. Smiling, she said, “Give up?”

“No more tickling,” Ashley said, still giggling, “Yes, I give up.”

“Good,” Erin said.

The closeness of their bodies, the smell of her… Something triggered a warmth inside and Erin felt the stirring of desire looking down at Ashley. She stopped with her face only inches from her friend’s. Not sure if she would, Erin hopped she’d kiss her. Grinning, Ashley met her lips, then let her tongue into her mouth. It was a sweet, playful kiss that lingered until Ashley finally broke it to say, “We’d better stop before this gets out of hand.

Grinning, Erin undulated her hips against Ashley’s lower abdomen a few times, drawing a moan from her friend. Then, she got off of her, stretched out on her back beside her.

“Alright, now that was just mean,” Ashley said, sounding disappointed that Erin had stopped.

“We have all night for fooling around.”

“Still, you can’t get a girl excited and then leave her high and dry.”

“Oh, yeah,” Erin laughed, rolling onto her side.

“Yeah, you can give a girl the female equivalent of blue balls,”

Laughing harder, Erin gave her friend a hug. God, she loved this girl.

“Well, we can’t have that,” she said, cupping one of Ashley’s small breasts through the t-shirt. It was soft and pliant and the nipple grew turgid as she kneaded it. Ashley glanced at the door, then bit her lip and sighed. Her emerald eyes met Erin’s and didn’t wander as she fondled her breast. Her soft moans were all the encouragement Erin needed.

Erin let her hand trail down her flat stomach to the waistband of her jeans, then back up to the other breast. It was kind of weird, touching her like this. As real as the place locked doors feels, it still had an air of irreality. Erin and Ashley had done much more intimate things in that place, but this seemed different. This was the real world, after all.

Weird or not, she couldn’t deny that she liked the way her friend’s body felt under hand.

Again, her hand slid down Ashley’s stomach. Only this time, she didn’t stop at her waistband, let her hand cup the slight bulge of her crotch through the denim. Ashley opened her thighs a little, let Erin know she was okay with being touched like this. Her fingers moving like an inchworm, she massaged her friend’s sex, made her wriggle her hips and giggle in excitement.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this while I’m awake,” Erin said, grinning. With shaking hands, she undid the button on the jeans. A little hesitantly, she slipped her hand into the gap she had created, touched the soft folds of Ashley’s pussy through the cotton of her panties.

“Yeah, this is a little different, isn’t it?” Ashley sighed, arching her back as Erin found her tender bud with her fingers.

Erin nodded as she pulled her hand up, then let it slip under the waistband of the underwear. Suddenly, it seemed a whole lot more intimate. There wasn’t much difference between this and touching her through her panties but it seemed light years apart. The feel of her labia mashing under her fingertips was exciting, very much real.

“Oh, boy,” Ashley groaned, then laughed, “That is officially third base.”

“No more ‘kind of, sort of made out’, huh?” Erin laughed.

“Nope,” she said, smiling, “No more qualifiers.”

Moving her hand deeper into Ashley’s underwear, she found the hot, wet opening to her girlhood. Teasing around it with her fingertips, she made the redhead groan. Relenting, she slipped two fingers inside of her, giggling at the odd sensation. Nothing she could compare it to, the feeling of having her fingers inside another girl.

Except warm apple pie, she thought, remembering a scene from American Pie. She hadn’t gotten the scene at the time but now… It kind of made sense.

“Oh God, that feels so good,” Ashley moaned, then bit her lip when it was louder than she expected.

“Better than the Nimbus 2000?” Erin asked, grinning down at her.

“Ha-ha,” she said, then groaned as Erin found her g-spot. Her back arched off the bed and her hips undulated wildly against Erin’s thrusting fingers. Grabbing her pillow, she covered her face to muffle her cries. Erin laughed and increased the pace. Even through the pillow, her muffled cries were sharp with excitement.

With her free hand, she cupped a heaving breast, felt the nipple straining against the thin material of her t-shirt. She tormented it until Ashley was a writhing mess.

Then the gyrations of her hips grew erratic, all grace gone from her twelve year old body. Her fingers clutched at fistfuls of sheets and the pillow was doing little to muffle her cries of ecstasy. Erin doubled her effort, really ramming her fingers in and out of her friend’s sopping wet pussy. She was so excited, her juices were running into the palm of Erin’s hand.

Stiffening, Ashley orgasmed violently, her young body clenching up before trying to shake itself to pieces. Erin removed her fingers, causing her hips to spasm. Slowly, Erin massaged the mound of her sex, knowing it would keep the pleasant sensations awash in her friend flowing a little longer. Only when she pulled the pillow from her face, did Erin stop.

Grinning, she leaned down to kiss the gasping redhead. Ashley threw an arm around her neck and held her to the kiss for a long moment.

“My, God,” she laughed, smoothing her hair from her face, “That was incredible.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Ashley said, then, “My toes are still curled.”

Laughing, Erin said, “You’re welcome. No blue balls for you.”

“No blue balls,” she agreed, laughing.

Nodding at the notebook, Erin asked, “What were you working on? Another story?”

Ashley liked to write, had notebooks full of stories in a drawer in her desk. Erin had read a few of them- the ones she was willing to share- and they weren’t bad. Quite good, actually. She always looked forward to reading them. Unfortunately, Ashley was a little shy about letting anyone read her stories. It was the only time she seemed unsure of herself. No matter how many times Erin tells her that they are great, she is still reluctant.

“Not exactly,” she said, fastening her jeans and sitting up, “I’ve been taking notes on what we know about the place of locked doors.”

“Oh?”

“Strictly PG in case the parental units ever decide to snoop on me like they do with Loren. I wrote it up like it was story notes for something I intend to write.”

“Cool,” Erin nodded.

“When Mindy gets here, we can look over what I’ve got. See if I’ve missed something,”

“Speaking of Mindy, when is she coming over?”

“Around seven,”

Erin glanced at the alarm clock by Ashley’s bed and saw it was only five-thirty. Grinning, she asked, “We have some time to kill. What should we do?”

Catching on, Ashley returned the grin and said, “Well, the way I figure, I owe you one. Care to collect?”

“I do,” Erin said, kissing her.

After school, Erin had changed out of her drab uniform and felt the need to wear something pretty. She had chosen this pretty lavender dress, liked that it fell only to mid-thigh and managed to give her a hint of cleavage. Now, Ashley took advantage of the easy access, her hand sliding up her thigh and under the hem of the dress. When her questing fingers found the mound of her sex, they made her shiver and giggle. As Ashley massaged her through her thin panties, she became very aroused, felt her juices begin to flow and her bud become very sensitive.

“Lay back,” Ashley said, her smile full of mischievous promise. Erin did as she asked, then propped up on her elbows so she could watch. With her hands on her thighs, her friend gently spread her legs wide. The dress rode up around her waist, revealing the crotch of the white panties she wore. Grinning, Ashley moved between her thighs and grasped at the waistband of the underwear.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Erin asked.

“Taking these off,” she said, tugging them down.

“Why?” Erin asked but lifted her butt off the bed to make it easier for her to remove them.

Grinning, her friend said, “You won’t be needed them the rest of the night, anyway.”

“Assuming Mindy will be on board,” she said, as she she lifted her legs in the air so Ashley could slip the panties down her coltish legs and off. Lowering her legs, she left them wide open, getting a thrill from being so revealed.

“I think she will be,” Ashley said, her emerald eyes on the swell of her pussy. Grinning, she lightly stroked it as she said, “I saw pictures of grown up who-ha’s before. Weird looking. Yours is kind of cute.”

“Um, okay,” Erin laughed, kind of embarrassed.

“Natty’s, too,” she said, her fingers teasing Erin’s clit from hiding, “Natty has a pretty who-ha.”

Erin couldn’t disagree. Feeling kind of foolish, she said, “Yeah, it is nice. Yours is cute, too.”

“Why, thank you,” she laughed, then went on, “Maybe little girl who-has are cute, then you grow up and something weird happens to them.”

Wondering where this train of thought was heading, Erin shrugged and sighed, “Question, where did you see these pictures of who-has? I know what you are talking about because of my dad’s magazines.”

“I might have snuck into my brother’s room and used his computer,” Ashley said, stretching out on her stomach between Erin’s thighs.

“Might have?”

“Alright, I did,”

“Why did you do that?” Erin asked.

Ashley stuck two fingers in her mouth, wetting them with saliva before slipping them into Erin’s pussy. She was hot and ready, the saliva not needed. The digits slipped deep, easy. She moaned and smiled at her friend.

“I might have wanted to look something up on his computer,”

“You might have?”

“Alright, I did.”

“Why not use your computer?” Erin said around a sigh. Ashley was slowly moving her fingers in and out, each thrust finding and tickling her g-spot. As she became more and more aroused, that teasing brush of her fingertips drove her wild.

“My stepmother installed monitoring software on it.”

“And you wanted to look up something you probably shouldn’t,” Erin breathed.

“Yep,” Ashley said, her hand sliding under the dress to cup a breast. She worked the nipple until it ached sweetly, made Erin arch her back in pleasure.

“And what were you looking for?”

The girl blushed and looked away and that was Erin’s answer.

“Who-has?”

“Lesbians,” she said, then laughed sheepishly, “I was looking up porn.”

“Really,” Erin laughed around a moan.

“Yeah,” she said, her face almost matching her hair.

“Why?”

“Curiosity,” she said, grinning, “I want to know if it was just girls our age I liked or…”

“What did you decide?”

She grinned, “I might have downloaded a bunch of videos to a thumb drive.”

Erin laughed, shook her head, “What is a bunch?”

“I have a sixteen gig thumb drive,”

“Yeah?”

“It is about half full.”

“And who many videos is that,” Erin moaned. Having a conversation while making out made it hard to concentrate on getting off.

“Probably a couple hundred. I don’t even know if what I downloaded is any good. I just saved whatever I found.”

“Jesus, Ash,” Erin laughed, shaking her head, “That is a lot of porn.”

“What,” She asked, indignantly, “Who knows if I’ll get another chance to get any. So I got it while the getting was good.”

Erin just laughed and shook her head.

“Don’t judge me,” Ashley said, grinning. That being said, she lowered her mouth to Erin’s pussy. The hot feel of her tongue caressing her clit made Erin’s body try to get away from the intense pleasure. Why it would want to escape something that felt so good, she couldn’t figure. Luckily, Ashley grabbed her thigh and held her writhing body to her mouth. The thrusting fingers and lapping tongue melded into one delicious sensation that blew her mind. Her eyes squeezed shut and her head tosses loosely on her neck.

Too much for her to handle, she cried out as she orgasmed, her whole body spasming like she was pitching a fit.

Ashley looked wide eyed at the door, then back at Erin. Laughing, she put a finger to her lips and whispered, “Jesus, Erin!! Keep it down.”

Blushing, Erin nodded, trying to catch her breath.

Ashley smoothed her dress back and place and they waited to see if her cry was going to draw the parental types. After a breathless moment passed, they seemed to be safe. They relaxed and looked at each other. Erin grinned, which broke up Ashley. She collapsed, giggling, on top of her friend. Hugging her, Erin starting laughing, too.

Finally the giggle fit subsided and Ashley rolled off her and both girls were on their backs, staring at the ceiling.

“Are we still okay with this?” Ashley asked, glancing sideways at her.

“You mean fooling around?”

“Yeah.”

“I think so,” Erin said, thinking about it, “It was a little different doing it for real, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Ashley agreed, smiling at her, “Like I said, no more qualifiers.”

“Qualifiers?”

“You know, ‘Oh sure, we made out but it was in a dream’, that kind of thing,” Ashley said.

“Oh, gotcha,” Erin nodded, then grinned, “Did you ever qualify what we did in the place of locked doors?”

“No, I counted it,” she laughed.

“Me, too.” Erin said, finding her hand and giving it a squeeze.

—————————————————————————–

Standing on the Ashley’s porch, Mindy took a moment to take a deep breath and calm her racing heartbeat. Blotting her hands on the jeans she wore, she pushed the doorbell. As she waited, she told herself to relax. She was just here to hang out with her friends.

The only problem, she wasn’t sure they would be just ‘hanging out’. All week, she had been picking up sexual tension between Ashley and Erin, more than a little of which seemed to spill over onto her, as well. While she was intrigued by the prospect of sleeping with them, she was also scared to death. She didn’t have many friends, didn’t want to lose these two. Her mind kept playing scenarios where something happened to ruin their friendship.

“Get it together, Mindy,” she mumbled to herself.

The door was opened by a pretty teenager who had the most startlingly gray eyes she had ever seen. She wore cheer shorts and a clingy t-shirt that revealed more of her figure than it hid. Mindy took in her long legs, full breasts, flat stomach.

“Oh,” she said, smiling, “Looking for Ashley?”

“Um, yeah,” Mindy managed, thinking she had a great smile.

“Come on in. I think she is upstairs in her room.”

Mindy nodded, and stepped inside.

“I don’t think I’ve met you,” the teenager said, offering her hand, “I’m Loren, Ashley’s stepsister.”

Shaking her hand, Mindy said, “Mindy Cross.”

Loren blinked at her in surprise, then said, “Well, it is nice to meet you, Mindy. Ashley’s bedroom is upstairs, second door on right.”

Walking up the stairs, Mindy frowned. Some how, Loren had known her name. She was sure of it, had seen the recognition in her face. Racking her brain as she climbed, she couldn’t think of a reason Loren would know her.

She knocked on Ashley’s door and it was answered by Erin. Grinning, the blonde grabbed her hand and pulled her into the room. Surprised, she found herself in a fierce hug that made her smile. She hugged her back, forgetting all about Loren.

“Hi,” Erin said, letting her go.

“Hey,” Mindy said, laughing, “That was a helluva greeting.”

“Welcome to casa de Connors,” Ashley said and Mindy found herself being hugged, again. She felt the love from these girls, that sisterly love of close friends and she knew she was accepted. All of her nervousness fade away. Whatever happened this weekend, she was a part of the gang.

“Wow,” she said, grinning, “Is this how you greet all guests?”

“Not really. After a few visits, she doesn’t put much effort into it,” Erin said, drawing a look from Ashley.

Laughing, Mindy shrugged out of her backpack and set it out of the way. Straightening up, she looked at Erin and Ashley. She wasn’t used to seem them in anything other than their school uniforms, which weren’t very flattering. Now, she saw that both had lithe and lean builds that she found appealing. Like dancers, she thought.

“How long have you been here, Erin?” she asked.

“A couple hours. I came over right after school,” she said, sitting on the bed.

“What have you two been up to, then?”

“Umm… Ashley has been telling me about the journal she started. She has been writing about the place of locked doors, taking notes on what we’ve learned so far.” Erin said.

Her eyes widening, Mindy said, “Oh, yeah?”

“Don’t worry. I’ve left out the dirty bits. Strictly PG.” Ashley said, picking up on her concern.

Relieved, she said, “That’s good.”

Erin had hesitated before saying that, she thought, frowning, like she had to think about something to say.

Glancing from girl to girl, it dawned on her. Laughing, she said, “Oh, my God! Already?”

“What are you talking about?” Ashley asked.

She looked genuinely confused but Erin looked guilty as hell. She was blushing and wouldn’t look at Mindy.

“You two have been…” she said, then lowered her voice, “Fooling around already.”

“Maybe,” Ashley said, a mischievous grin spreading on her face. Her emerald eyes flashed playfully as she asked, “Why, are you jealous?”

Oh, boy, Mindy thought, her heart pounding in her chest, I was definitely right about the sexual tension.

Taking the plunge, she smiled back at her and said, “A little.”

Ashley glanced at Erin, who grinned. Turning to Mindy, she said, “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Mindy said, biting her lower lip. She had seen other girls do it, thought it looked kind of sexy.

Maybe Erin did, too, because she moved close to Mindy and their lips met. After only the briefest of hesitation, Mindy opened her mouth to let in Erin’s tongue. Her heart rate kicked up as the other girl’s body molded to hers, her arm snaking around her waist to pull Mindy even closer. The kiss, the smell of the girl, the warmth of her body all combine in a dizzying menagerie of sensations.

Pulling back, Erin grinned coyly at her and said, “That was even better than the first time.”

Mindy nodded, her whole body tingling.

“First time,” Ashley asked, looking from one girl to the other.

“Um,” Mindy said, grinning, “We kind of kissed that day you all finally told me about Natty. When I came over to see the evidence.”

“Kind of?”

“Alright,” Mindy relented, laughing, “We kissed. I was looking at myself in the mirror wearing the lingerie; Erin helped me put the choker on and… It just sort of happened.”

“Keeping secrets, huh?” Ashley said, with a mock sad shake of her head.

“It just never came up,” Erin laughed, hugged her friend.

Mindy grinned when she got pulled into the embrace. Really without thinking about it, she kissed Ashley. Caught off guard, Ashley gasped in surprise. Then giggling, she kissed Mindy back, her lips parted to welcome the brunette’s tongue. Kissing Ashley was different than kissing Erin or Natty. Or Sarah, for that matter. It was a playful, passionate kiss that left both girls grinning at each other.

Jeez, Mindy thought, I’ve made out with enough girls to recognize different kissing styles.

Some how, she had been maneuvered between Erin and Ashley, so she was the filling in a preteen girl sandwich. Erin was behind her, on hand on her shoulder and the other wrapped around her waist. Her small breasts were mashed against Mindy’s back and the swell of the brunette’s buttocks nestled against the blonde’s lower abdomen. Ashley grinned at her, put a hand on the back of her neck and kissed her deeply. The space between them melted, the redhead’s lithe form pressing deliciously against Mindy.

She moaned into her mouth when Ashley’s hand cupped one of her breasts, gently squeezing it through the thin t-shirt and training bra she wore. She kneaded it until it ached sweetly and Mindy groaned. Her nipples strained against thin cotton and caught the redhead’s attention. As she teased it, Mindy’s breathing quickened and she became very aroused.

As if sensing her excitement, Erin slipped her hand down her stomach, passed the waistband of her jeans and into the junction of her thighs. A little shocked by her boldness, Mindy laughed nervously and squirmed. When the blonde’s fingers began to massage her through her pants, she decided she didn’t mind, after all. Already very aroused, she felt her juices flow and heat flush her lower abdomen. As her hips began to gyrate against Erin’s hand, she felt her buttocks rubbing against Erin. The feeling was curiously exciting and she reach back to grasp her friend’s backside. Taking the hint, Erin ground her pelvis against Mindy ass as she continued to caress her sex.

Not satisfied with touching her through cotton, Ashley’s hand slipped under her shirt to push her bra up and out of the way. Her hand was warm and soft as it touched her bare breast. Moaning, she met Ashley’s eyes as she was fondled. The excitement she saw in the redhead’s eyes was infectious. Releasing Erin’s buttocks, she explored the girl in front of her. She was firm and soft in all the right places.

She watched with curiosity when Ashley sank to her knees in front of her. The redhead pulled Erin’s hand aside and unbuttoned her jeans. Mindy’s pulse raced as her jeans and underwear were pulled down just enough to reveal the soft folds of her girlhood. Grinning up at her, Ashley lightly caressed her labia with her fingers. This contact was very much more intimate than Erin massaging her through her jeans and it sent shivers of pleasure working through her twelve year old body. Still grinning, Ashley kissed her tender bud, her tongue tracing lazy circles around the hood of clitoris.

“Oh God,” she sighed.

Erin gently turned her head so she could kiss her. Mindy returned the kiss, moaning into her mouth as Ashley gently nibbled on her bud. She broke the kiss to look down at what Ashley was doing to her. Watching the girl work on her was erotic as hell. Reaching down, she stroked the hair from her face. Ashley looked up at her, her emerald eyes flashing.

She gasped when she felt Erin’s hand slip down her back, over her buttocks and onto her pussy from behind. Her fingers found her wet core, slipped easily inside of her. Suddenly, she was being fingered by one girl and eaten out by another. The two sensations seemed to meld into a very intense, very pleasurable one. The gyrating her hips fell into counter rhythm with the thrusting fingers and Ashley had ahold of her hips so she couldn’t escape her hot tongue on her clitoris.

It was all too much for her young body to take and was grinding her teeth together to keep the cries of ecstasy from getting free. The girls didn’t relent and she felt an orgasm building inside of her. Her gyrations grew erratic and her hand clenched in Ashley’s hair. One, two thrusts of Erin’s fingers and she came violently, her knees buckling. She gasped and nearly collapsed. Would have if Erin hadn’t wrapped her up in her arms.

“Wow,” she laughed, her legs still rubbery as Erin led her to the bed. Her jeans still around her thighs, she sat heavily on the comforter. She looked from one girl to the next, a sated grin on her face, “That was intense.”

“Better fix your clothes,” Erin said, laughing, “Just in case.”

Mindy nodded, reached under her shirt to fix her bra, then wriggled back into her underwear and jeans.

Ashley grinned at her and asked, “Still jealous?”

“If I say yes, can we do this again, later?”

Continue to Page Thirteen

3 Responses to The Black Lingerie, Part Twelve

  1. Minnona Derice says:

    nice the three-some in the real world has finally happened and the evening has just begun. I see 3 very worn out girls by Sunday at this rate. They definitely made her meat in the sandwich. the word hohas I had to giggle at :-)

  2. Fur says:

    Why is it you can write group sex and I enjoy it and others I stop reading after the first time but I keep coming back to yours and enjoy it every time.

  3. ebo says:

    Um, I don’t know. Still, it’s good to know they are still enjoyable after multiple read-throughs.

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