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Janet was sucking passionately on Kimberly’s pussy, the girl’s juices running down her cheeks. She was keeping a firm grip on Kimberly’s buttocks, the fingers of her right hand poised just outside the opening to her wet tunnel. Janet had a plan. 

After her orgasm had run its course, Susan held Kimberly’s head against her stomach, stroking and caressing her hair and face, watching the blonde girl’s features twist with lust as her climax approached. She watched as Kimberly’s eyes widened and she gasped for breath as her whole body tensed, and then she buried her face in Susan’s belly as she shook and whimpered in ecstasy. 

That was precisely the moment Janet had been waiting for. She sucked on the girl’s clit the whole time as Kimberly came, and then, when she judged the 16-year old to be at the very peak of her orgasm, she pushed one finger inside her pussy. Just inside the opening she encountered resistance from Kimberly’s hymen, but that did not deter her; quite the contrary. Tensing the muscles in her hand and arm, Janet increased the pressure, and a second later she felt something inside the blonde girl’s pussy give in, and her finger slipped all the way inside the incredibly tight tunnel. 

Kimberly was riding the waves of her climax when suddenly a stabbing pain shot through her groin and into her abdomen. She yelped, but with her muscles spasming helplessly in the throes of orgasm, there was nothing she could do but wait, as pain and pleasure struggled for dominance between her legs. 

When it was over, Kimberly lay panting with her cheek against Susan’s belly, the curvy brunette caressing her cheek. There was a throbbing ache in her pussy. 

“Shit, that hurt,” Kimberly complained.

Susan frowned down on her. “Hurt? What hurt? Are you okay, Kimmie?” 

“I think she’s talking about this,” said Janet and sat up, holding her hand out for Susan to see. There were faint traces of blood on her middle finger. 

Susan looked at Janet’s hand for a couple of seconds before she got it. “You didn’t!” she exclaimed. 

“I’m afraid I did,” purred Janet, looking profoundly pleased with herself. She bent down and planted a soft kiss on Kimberly’s heart-shaped arse as she lay on her belly with her legs spread. “I’m sorry if I hurt you, honey, but it was the best time to do it.” 

“It’s okay,” Kimberly pouted. “It just hurts a little, that’s all.”

“I was surprised to see you still had your hymen,” Janet remarked, then smile wickedly. “I took mine with my fingers when I was twelve.” 

“I’ve tried a couple of times,” explained Kimberly, “but it hurt, so I just left it alone.” She stretched out on the bed, snuggling close to Susan, who turned over on her side to face her. 

“Just as well that it’s gone,” said Janet and stretched out next to them, pressing her slender body against Kimberly’ back. “You see, we have lots of fun toys for us to play with.” She bit Kimberly’s neck playfully. 

“Toys?” Kimberly frowned. “You mean, like… vibrators and such?” 

“Mm-hm,” Susan murmured, her lips brushing against Kimberly’s. “Big ones, small ones, vibrating ones, latex ones, ones we can use in both ends…” She giggled. “We can show you all of them, if you like.” 

“I would,” replied Kimberly. “Like it, I mean.” She paused. “I’m still sore, though.” 

“Oh, I wasn’t thinking of today,” said Susan. “We’ll wait until you’re ready for it. In the meantime, Janet is staying over until the day after tomorrow. Maybe you could come by after school tomorrow as well.” 

Kimberly felt a shiver of delight run down her spine, and she wiggled a little between the two women. Janet’s lean, slender body was pressed against her from behind, and Susan’s softer, curvy body was snuggled tightly against her in front. She was warm and satisfied and comfortable and sleepy, and she was finding it difficult to keep her eyes open. She closed them instead and buried her face in the hollow of Susan’s neck, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her skin and hair. 

“That would be great,” she murmured contently against Susan’s throat. It was the last thing she said before sleep overtook her. 

Susan and Janet exchanged a happy smile over the sleeping girls shoulder. Then they snuggled in alongside her, wrapping their arms and legs around the young girl. They were both looking forward to tomorrow. 

Several days later...

It was the last class of the day, and Kimberly Sykes was staring out the window on her right, finding it difficult to concentrate on the droning voice of her History teacher, Mr. Janson. Kimberly’s attention was elsewhere; to be more specific, it was on where she would be spending the evening, and whom she would be spending it with. 

Just over a week ago Kimberly, having forgotten the key to the house, had sought refuge from the pouring rain at Susan, their neighbour’s, place. There she had also met Janet, who turned out to be Susan’s lover, and the two women had seduced the 16-year old schoolgirl. 

Ever since that afternoon Kimberly had spent as much time with Susan and Janet as possible. A teenager’s rampant hormones, combined with a newly awakened healthy sexual appetite, had all but turned Kimberly into a sex maniac. She would have spent every waking moment in Susan’s bed if not for the fact that the voluptuous brunette had moral objections; she and Janet had been an item for a long time, she’d explained to Kimberly, and it just didn’t feel right for her to be having sex with another woman when Janet wasn’t there. Although it left Kimberly feeling rather frustrated, it was an argument she both understood and agreed with. 

Not that Kimberly had been particularly celibate since her initiation into the joys of sex. Janet, who lived and worked in London, came out to visit Susan as often as she could, which was usually once a week plus the weekends. This was a pattern the two women had established over the years, and one they were both quite happy with, and Kimberly had adapted quickly. Whenever Janet was there, she’d sneak over from her parents’ house next door, and the three of them would spend hours exploring each other with their hands and lips and tongues. 

Kimberly was brutally jerked back to reality by Mr. Janson’s voice. “So, Kimberly, could you tell me which member of the House of Tudor it was who…”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Janson,” Kimberly said contritely while managing to look embarrassed. “I wasn’t paying attention.” There was a certain amount of snickering around the classroom, and Kimberly felt herself blush.

“Hm,” Mr. Janson snorted, off balance due to her admission. “Do try and keep up, people,” he addressed the class in general. “I know it’s Friday, but still…” He shook his head. “Anyway, perhaps you would be so kind, Jenny?” he said to one of the girls who had snickered the most. Jenny got a surprised look on her face, and stuttered as she tried in vain to answer. Kimberly bit back a snicker of her own; Old Janson might be a bore, but he caught most of what went on in his classroom. 

Eventually the final bell rang, and the school week was officially over. There was a rush of people in the corridors as everyone tried to get out at once. Kimberly, though, had other plans. She disappeared into the girls’ lavatory, which was empty at the moment. She slipped inside a cubicle and locked the door behind her. Propping her rucksack up on the toilet seat, she began to strip. 

There wasn’t much room in the cubicle, but somehow Kimberly managed to peel off her skin-tight jeans and white blouse. Then she undid her bra and pulled her panties off, stuffing both garments into her rucksack. She savoured the feeling of chilly air on her hot pussy as she did up the buttons of her blouse again. When she looked down, she could see her nipples poking at the fabric, and she reached up and pinched them through her blouse. She ran her fingers over her pussy, then brought them to her nose and inhaled her own scent. She contemplated bringing herself off, but decided against it; a little anticipation would only heighten her appetite for what was to come. She pulled her jeans back on, then stepped out of the cubicle. 

Still alone in the lavatory, Kimberly took the time to check herself out in a mirror, turning this way and that to get a good look at herself, especially her arse. She knew she looked good in tight pants, and Susan and Janet had mentioned several times what a tight, sexy arse she had. Kimberly squeezed one buttock and grinned at herself in the mirror, then rubbed her pussy a couple of times through the rough fabric of her jeans. The coarse denim against her cunt made her feel even hornier than before. 

With some extra sway in her hips, Kimberly left the ladies’ room and headed for the exit. She walked all the way from the school to the bus stop on autopilot, her thoughts elsewhere and a dreamy little smile on her face. 

Back when Susan and Janet had first seduced her, they’d told her about their collection of toys, and later on they’d shown her some of them and even let her use some of those toys on them. Kimberly had wanted to try them as well, but the truth was that her pussy had been very sore ever since Janet took her virginity with her fingers. For nearly a week she’d had a dull ache between her legs, and while it didn’t stop her from having sex, she hadn’t been able to take as much as a finger inside her without it hurting. As a result she hadn’t gotten to try any of those toys for herself. Now her pussy was feeling just fine; she’d put a finger inside herself the night before, masturbating herself to orgasm in her bed before going to sleep. Now, as she walked to the bus stop, her mind was filled with the vision of a two-pronged pink vibrator that would fill both her pussy and arse at the same time; hence the dreamy smile. 

When she got to the bus stop there was still some ten minutes to go before her bus would arrive, so Kimberly glanced over the people gathered there, then sauntered over to Jessie, a friend of hers from one of the other classes. 

“Hi, Kim,” said Jessie by way of greeting. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing much,” Kimberly shrugged. “I’m seeing some friends later on. You know, we’ll get something to eat, watch some TV. Nothing much.” Kimberly barely managed to keep a smile off her face. Oh, we’ll have something to eat, all right, she chuckled to herself.

“Well, I’m going to my aunt’s birthday party,” Jessie grimaced. “By royal edict from my dad.” She stared morosely at the ground. 

As she expressed her sympathies, Kimberly realised that she was checking the other girl out. Once she’d gotten past her initial surprise, though, she kept doing it, studying Jessie’s face and body surreptitiously as they chatted. She didn’t have a bubble-butt like Kimberly, but she had nice legs with plump thighs in a pair of tight jeans, and Kimberly wondered to herself what it would feel like to run her hand up the inside of those thighs to the warm pussy nestled between them. Jessie’s tits were pretty good too, bigger then Kimberly’s own. She caught herself wishing that her class would have PE with Jessie’s class so that she could get to see the other girl naked in the shower.

The thought of Jessie’s naked body, water cascading down her curves, made the heat between Kimberly’s legs even thicker, and she rubbed her thighs together under the pretence of idly scuffing the toe of her boot on the pavement. Her tight jeans pressing against her pussy lips had Kimberly all but going crazy, and she wished she’d given in to the temptation to masturbate in the girls’ room. Too late for that now, she thought. 

After a few more minutes Kimberly’s buss pulled in, and she said goodbye to Jessie and got on. She got a seat nearly all the way in the back, on the left side. 

As the bus rumbled on, Kimberly became more and more aware of the heat between her legs. Finally she couldn’t take it any more. She looked around her, but there were no one sitting either behind her or across the aisle, meaning that nobody could see what she was doing. Very carefully, she began unbuttoning her jeans. 

Kimberly felt a thrill of excitement as first her pubes and then her pussy was exposed. The scent of her musk rose from her pussy, and she cast a nervous glance at the nearest passenger, another schoolgirl two seats in front of her. Then, unable to restrain herself any longer, Kimberly slipped a hand down her jeans and began covertly rubbing her cunt. 

Her pussy was dripping wet, the moisture having soaked into her jeans already, and Kimberly’s fingers moved easily in the slick folds. She pushed her hand deep enough down her pants that she could slide a finger inside her hungry pussy, then smeared the juices she’d extracted all over her clit as she pulled her finger out. She rubbed her clit between two wet fingers, fighting to remain still in her seat as pleasure rolled through her, radiating out from her sopping wet cunt. 

Kimberly was just beginning to enjoy herself when the bus pulled in at another stop, and a large number of people came on. Several kids went all the way to the back before sitting down, something that would give them a nice view of Kimberly’s activities. Feeling annoyed with the world, Kimberly pulled her hand out of her jeans and buttoned her fly back up, shielding her movements with her body. She spent the rest of the trip fretting restlessly, rubbing her thighs together, feeling her pussy lips and clit throb underneath her tight jeans. 

The bus let Kimberly off only a short distance from her house, and she walked very fast. Every time her heels hit the ground, the jolt travelling up her leg made her cunt twitch. By the time she reached Susan’s house, she was almost hysterical with suppressed desire. 

Knowing that her parents wouldn’t be home for over an hour, Kimberly rang Susan’s doorbell hard, her pulse pounding in her ears. It seemed like it took forever before the door opened and Susan smiled at her. 

Susan was a 35-year old woman just a little taller than Kimberly. She had long brown hair that was gathered in a simple ponytail, large, liquid brown eyes, and full lips. She was voluptuous, nearly bordering on chubby, with large firm breasts and round, feminine hips. She was wearing a soft denim shirt that hung down from her breasts without touching her belly, and a pair of worn jeans.

Kimmie!” the curvy brunette exclaimed. “Come on in. I didn’t expect you yet.” 

Kimberly didn’t answer, but stepped inside, throwing her rucksack to the floor. As soon as the door closed behind her, she threw herself at Susan, wrapping her arms around her neck and frantically kissing her throat, face and lips. 

“Mmmph,” Susan mumbled as Kimberly’s lips locked on hers. She tried to gently pry the girl’s arms open, but to no avail; Kimberly clung to her like a drowning woman clutching a life buoy. 

“I need you,” Kimberly rasped when she finally tore her lips away from Susan’s. Her hands wandered down the older woman’s back, slipping down the back of her jeans. “I need to come so bad, Susan!”

“Kimmie, what’s happened to you?” Susan asked, a little alarmed. 

“My pussy is so wet,” Kimberly sobbed. “I tried getting off on the bus, but there were too many people.”

“On the bus?” Susan giggled. “You have it bad, don’t you?”

“I need you. Now,” Kimberly panted. “Please, Susan, help me come. I have to come so bad.”

Susan looked uncomfortable. “Listen, Janet should be here soon. Why don’t we just wait for her…”

Kimberly cut her off with a howl. “But I need to come NOW!” Her eyes were wild. “If you won’t help me, I’ll just have to do it myself.” 

Staggering out of Susan’s embrace, Kimberly backed away until her back hit the wall across from Susan. Her eyes fixed on the brunette, Kimberly tore her jeans open and yanked them halfway down her thighs. She saw Susan’s eyes widen when she registered that the blonde girl wasn’t wearing any panties underneath.