Nosebleed: A Story of Young Love [leslita erotica]

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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG][I]The sound of breathing. Warm air, a little too warm; it was winter and the heater had gotten a little overzealous. A bed in the corner of a small room. On top of it, above the covers, was a long, thin body laying on it's belly, a large grey t-shirt covering it's top half. A female. This female's well developed hips defied the shirt, showing it's striped green-and-white panties proudly. The panties were cotton and very soft, and after a nights wear, had lost much of their elasticity. They bunched up in folds about the crotch and showed much of this creature's sensitive, pubescent skin. Down from the panties extended two naked legs at an angle suggesting mild heat discomfort. Suddenly, a high tinny ringing. [/I]

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]She watched the phone scream and wail and finally go silent. Dank satisfaction. Her back ached. She vaguely considered changing her position. A glance at the clock; her eyebrows raised and the squirrely survivor in her suggested she stop moping and get up. "Shut the fuck up" she thought, grinning. She contemplated the idea of never getting back up. She rolled onto her side and once again tuned out, listening to her own breathing, finding it hypnotic. "heeeeeeeeh... haaaaaaaaaah. heeeeeeeh... haaaaaaaaaaaah" Her cell phone rang again, breaking her trance. Looking at the phone annoyed, she let it ring out of spite for what is was inevitably going to make her do. "Eh..." She murmured begrudgingly, answering it. It was Terry; her boyfriend had just dumped her. She told Terry she'd be right over. Click. "Strange" the girl thought; not two hours ago she herself had broken up with her own love interest. She'd done the dumping though. She sat up, looking around at nothing in particular. Nodding, she took a deep breath, and got out of bed.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Meet Nancy. A precocious young girl in the seventh grade. Eight teachers, three parents, and zero friends, sans Terry of course. Known more commonly as "Nancy the Ice Queen", she was famous for her inability to show any affection; a reputation derived from her long history of failed relationships. One boy after the other stepped up to the plate, and each one struck out. Most didn't make to a second date, one didn't make it an hour before being given the ol' heave-ho. This had spawned the rumor that she wasn't really into guys. A self fulfilling prophecy, it would seem, considering her last breakup was with a one "Chastity White".

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]But that didn't matter now, Terry needed her. "Mom, can you drive me over to Terry's?" Nancy shouted down the stairs. "Sure, I need to run some errands anyway" Her mother shouted back up. Nancy got her stuff and walked out the front door with her mom. "So, you're going to see Terry, huh? You haven't gone over there in a while" It was true. Nancy and Terry had been drifting apart recently for a variety reasons, the principle of which being that Nancy was in jr high now, leaving Terry all by herself, still in the fifth grade. Nancy opened the car door, "Yeah, she just got broken up with. First boyfriend actually" Her mother shook her head, "Poor thing, she's a very sensitive child, I bet she took it hard". "Sounded like it, over the phone I mean" Nancy said distractedly. "Hey, wait a minute, didn't you have your first breakup when you were in fifth grade?" Nancy's mother questioned. "Yeah." This was actually the thing distracting her. Nancy had suddenly remembered that she had met Terry just a week after her own first breakup. "That would've been just around two years ago..." Nancy mused silently, "This time of the year must be bad for relationships". Her mind reverted into itself, gathering information about their first meeting. The colors, the sounds, the feel of the sun on her back swarmed together into dynamic frames, stretched like canvas over the growing scaffold of events, time undulating as her thoughts darted and scanned this mental structure rising in front of her. Reality dimmed and Nancy opened her second set of eyes, seeing children swarm around her...
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]She had been walking around the school yard thinking intensely about her recent breakup. She had tried. She really had. But as the weeks went on, she increasingly realized she just didn't feel anything for him. He'd tried to kiss her many times, but each time she would shrink away and try to make small talk. She couldn't understand what was wrong herself. Why couldn't she just kiss him? Why did she find it hard to even hold hands with him? She arrived at the playground. Out of nowhere, two kids ran by her, almost into her. She sneered at them. Children. That's the problem with all the people here. They're all a bunch of immature [I]children[/I]. As she turned to walk off in another direction, the two morons circled back for an encore performance. Except this time, one of them, a girl, tripped and fell. The girl began crying. Her friend ran up, "Are you ok?" he said. The girl replied in an angry sob, "No, I'm not 'ok', can't you see I'm hurt?!". "Hey, it's not my fault you fell" he replied indignantly. She flashed a hurt look and scooted away. After a moment, she said expectantly, "Well, aren't you going to DO something?" He got a pained look on his face and looked from side to side before sitting down next to her and giving her a half-assed hug. It was painful to watch. She shrugged him off. "Just go away" the girl said self destructively. He did.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy stared at this small child sobbing on the ground. She couldn't believe what she was thinking of doing, it went completely against her character. But she couldn't help but feel protective of this small creature sitting in front of her. Nancy went over and sat down next to her. The girl looked over at her quickly, then turned away and went back to her sobbing. Nancy paused for a moment and then, a little mechanically, picked the girl of up and set her in her lap. The child stopped sobbing and twisted around, looking up at Nancy, studying her shortly before straightening back out and staring ahead silently. After a moment, the child grabbed Nancy's hands and pulled on them. Nancy got the message and brought them around the small girl, hugging her close. The girl relaxed. Strangely, Nancy felt herself relax. They were quiet for a long while. Breaking the silence, Nancy asked in a slightly pedantic voice, "So, what's your name, little girl?" The child responded enthusiastically, "Teresa, but everyone calls me Terry"
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]The car pulled into to Terry's drive way. "Thanks" Nancy said as she got out. "Any time, dear. Have fun!" Her mom called out the window as Nancy walked up to the door. Nancy waved without looking back. Ding dong. A muffled emotive shout, followed by the pitter patter of running feet on hardwood floors. The door flew open. There, standing with a smile that seemed to be fighting a close battle with a frown and red puffy eyes, was Terry. There were tears still rolling down her face. She looked up at Nancy, arms raised for a hug. There was one word to describe her current emotional state: need. Nancy picked up Terry, who was quite small, even for her age. "It's ok, it's alright." Nancy shifted Terry up higher and let Terry wrap her arms around her neck, her head resting on Nancy's shoulder. "There, does that feel better?" Terry nodded. "Why was my little Terry Bear crying?" Nancy inquired maternally. Terry shook her head and bit back a sob. "Ok, ok, shush, it's ok, I'm here now" Nancy carried her over to the couch and laid down. Terry snuggled in close to her, crying very softly. Nancy looked around at her immaculate house. Terry's parents were out, as usual.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]She used to babysit for Terry and had come to the conclusion that her affectionate behavior was the result her parents almost literally never being around. They had never really liked Nancy much, but she was convenient and worked for free. Their dislike stemmed from the numerous occasions when they would arrive at home to find them in an embrace much like the one they were in right now. They were both big name lawyers and came from upper class backgrounds, so they were constantly on the look out for the improper, lest it come out into the open and cause them embarrassment. Even still, they mostly kept their objections to passive aggressive comments. That is, until they found Nancy and Terry in bed together.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]It had happened about four months ago. Terry's parents, at a conference at the time, called the house, explaining their flight had been delayed. Terry was ecstatic; her first sleepover with Nancy. There was no way in hell they were going to sleep in different beds. In Terry's own words, "Now I can REALLY be your Terry Bear!" It seemed harmless enough. Nancy knew Terry's parents wouldn't be happy about it, but, "Come on, were just friends. Can't two female friends sleep in the same bed?". Unfortunately, Terry's parents didn't share these sentiments, and Nancy was asked to leave. Worse still, this event convinced Terry's parents that she couldn't be trusted with other people when they were out; which, given Terry's emotional needs, was probably the cruelest punishment her parents could have come up with. Of course, it wasn't difficult to just bring friends over without their permission, but, being in the the fifth grade, it was hard to clear dates with other kids when they had to avoid parent to parent contact. Thus, the rule served it's purpose and a tiny, affective little girl was trapped in a monstrously large, monstrously elegant, and monstrously empty house.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy immediately felt guilty, thinking of how rarely she came over now. It must have been terrible for Terry, being alone for so long. Terry had stopped crying now. She took long, deep breaths, her face buried in Nancy's shirt. Nancy casually played with Terry's hair, running her fingers through it. "Do you want to talk about it?" Nancy questioned. "No..." Terry mumbled dejectedly. "That's alright, we don't have to talk about it" Nancy reassured. Nancy leaned in and put her mouth very close to Terry's ear and whispered softly "You know you're my little Terry Bear, don't you?" Terry giggled, "yeEsss...". Nancy gave her two pecks on the cheek and then laid back again, sighing comfortably. After a few moments, Terry lifted her self up onto her knees, facing Nancy. Nancy looked at Terry, amused. "What are you doing?" Terry got closer and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Nancy laughed. "You're crazy, you know that?" Nancy said while putting her arms around Terry and pulling her in for a kiss of her own. Terry turned into the kiss, their lips grazing briefly.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy pushed her away gently and gave her an understanding look. "Terry... you just broke up, it's natural for you to have certain feelings, desires..." Terry cut her off, "No, no it's not like that... I just... I don't know how to explain it, but it's not really... uh... like a 'boyfriend' kiss. It's..." Terry closed her eyes and turned away, bright red. Nancy grinned in spite of herself, charmed by Terry's embarrassment. Terry regained her composure and continued, "But you understand, right? I just want to have something... special with someone... well, not just 'someone'; I mean, I'd like to... y'know, I'd like to share it with... with you. It's not like I want to... you know..." Nancy was overwhelmed by this little girl's capacity for intimacy, and heartbroken at how empty it was. "I get it, Terry, I do. But I just don't feel comfortable... right now... kissing you and all, I'm just not..." Nancy trailed off, she didn't know what to say. Terry shook off Nancy's guilt and playfully fell face-first back into Nancy's chest.
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]After a while of just laying there together, Nancy felt a little hand making it's way up her side, she giggled. Terry giggled too. The hand kept going higher and higher until finally it reached it's destination; Nancy's armpit. All at once, the little fingers started squirming around. Nancy squealed and grabbed Terry's arms playfully. "Were you tickling me? Was my little Terry Bear tickling ME?!". "YeEsss" Terry replied wickedly. Nancy held Terry down and started tickling her. Terry finally wiggled out of her grasp and fell onto the floor, trying to escape while laughing uncontrollably. Nancy jumped down after her and grabbed hold of her ankle, pulling her back. Terry changed her strategy and instead jumped on top of Nancy, knocking her onto her back. Nancy rolled over, reversing their positions, and then pinned Terry down, propping herself up on Terry's wrists, her legs between Terry's. They were both laughing hysterically. They're laughter died down.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy continued to hold Terry down. They stared at each other, giggling infrequently and breathing heavily. Terry cheekily cocked an eyebrow at Nancy, which was supposed to be funny but instead only served to heighten the tension. Nancy smiled at Terry and had a feeling of déjà vu. The other side of this mental rift was unmysterious to her; she could see it clearly in her minds eye. It was two years ago and she was looking down at a sobbing child, trying futilely to maintain control in a moment composed of either inescapable cosmic order, or pure indiscriminate chaos. Nancy eased her hips down while keeping her arms at full length. Their bodies touched. Butterflies. Terry looked up at her, need in her eyes again. Bending her arms, Nancy lowered herself in very close, their chests touching slightly. Terry opened her mouth slightly and closed her eyes. Nancy couldn't believe what she was seeing, couldn't believe what she was doing, but she gave in; turning her head slightly to the side lowering herself the rest of the way, kissing Terry on the lips.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]This was Nancy's first kiss. It was such a strange sensation when they're lips touched. Given the circumstances, it should have felt dirty, but neither of them felt like that at all. Nancy realized that Terry was right, this wasn't really all that sexual, Nancy loved Terry, she felt responsible for her; she wanted to care for and nurture her. Terry needed someone to be intimate with her. It would be a lie to say they didn't receive sexual pleasure from this act, but it was undeniably secondary to the feelings of love they felt for each other. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity in paradise, Nancy broke away. Terry opened her eyes and looked up with the most spaced-out look Nancy had ever seen. "Have a good dream?" Nancy joked. "Yes, very" Terry responded. "Actually," Terry said quite timidly, betraying her intentions, "I do feel a little tired, maybe we could... go upstairs and have a nap?" Nancy let go of Terry and rolled over into a sitting position, looking Terry in the eye. Moments passed. Finally she looked away. "Yeah, " Nancy conceded, "A nap sounds good". "What did I just agree to?" She thought. "C'mon my little Terry Bear" Nancy said, offering her hand. Terry eagerly took it, and together, they ascended the stairs.
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Terry excitedly jumped onto the bed, beckoning Nancy to join her. Nancy rolled her eyes, grinning widely. She slipped in under the covers with Terry. They were always comfortable together, but Terry quickly became aware of how quiet things were and grabbed the TV remote, turning it on. No browsing was necessary, the TV was already set to her favorite channel. Powerpuff Girls was on; Terry loved Powerpuff Girls. She had even told Nancy once that she imagined herself and Nancy as Bubbles and Blosum, respectively. Terry hit herself on the forehead. "We can't have a nap with our pants on!" Terry said transparently. Nancy obliged, unbuttoning her pants; it really wasn't out of the ordinary, but given the earlier events she was wary. "Wait, let me do it, Terry said. "Alright" Nancy said facing Terry with her leg's slightly raised, her pants already halfway to her knees. Terry struggled with them a little but got them off nevertheless, before putting her own legs up wildly in the air for Nancy to do. Comfortable now, they both faced the TV, and Nancy pulled Terry into a very tight embrace, bringing their legs up, putting both sets in a semi-fetal position, as Terry liked. The half-episode ended. Terry started to squirm a little. Nancy tickled her, "Are you being a squirmy Terry Bear?" Terry laughed. "NooOo..." Terry said naughtily. "Yes you are!" Nancy teased. Terry straightened her leg's out, sliding them through Nancy's, causing one of Nancy's legs to be between Terry's.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy knew something like this was coming but still hadn't decided how to deal with it. "Hold me, Nancy" Terry pleaded pathetically. "Hey, don't you try and pull that on me, you conniving little twerp" Nancy said in banter. Terry laughed out loud, "Ok, but really..." Nancy acquiesced, placing her leg much higher. It was now lightly touching Terry panties. "What am I doing?!" Nancy screamed mentally. Nancy took a deep breath and tried to center herself. Pointlessly, however, because a moment later Terry began to squirm again, this time mainly in the hips. Red flags. This was whole lot more than a kiss and a pantless nap. She was in a raft heading for the falls, and it was time to open her eyes. The obligatory questions ran through her mind. "What if her parents find out? What if my parents find out? What will people say?" Only one gained purchase: what will happen to their relationship? If adult sitcoms had taught her anything, it was that it wasn't a good idea to become romantically involved with friends. Nancy shook her head confidently; they loved each other, physical affection wasn't going to change that. Nancy paused over that last thought, thinking of how absurd it sounded. Her eyes widened as she realized why. "Holy shit, " She thought, the realization sinking in, "I love Terry. I'm IN LOVE with Terry".

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy whispered in Terry's ear, as resolute as it was tender, "I love you". Terry turned her head, shifting around to get a better angle, and looked Nancy squarely in the face. Her eyes told Nancy there was no confusion about her meaning. "I love you too" said Terry, choking up on the last word and breaking down. Nancy quickly kissed her. Terry gazed up at her through tearstained eyes for the second time today, but while one look was of need, the other was of fulfillment. Terry curled back around and they snuggled back into their places, Dexter's Lab was now on. Terry once again began her adorable gyrations, and Nancy slowly pressed her leg into Terry's tiny pussy. Terry made a little squeak. Nancy idly kissed her neck, smelling her soft hair. Meanwhile, Terry's movements became more and more energetic, twisting her tiny hips back and forth as far as they would go. It quickly got to the point that Terry's panties were drenched and uncomfortable.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy slid her hands onto the child's hips, gently restraining them. "Alright, hold up a second, " Nancy said, "Let's get those wet panties off, ok? Here, look at me" Terry once again twisted around to look at Nancy. She looked a little dazed and her cheeks were flushed. "You ok, my little Terry Bear?" Terry giggled and nodded her head, "Mmm hmm" giving Nancy a big smile. Nancy swooped in and gave Terry a kiss, while hooking her thumbs through her wet panties and slipping them off. She noted that Terry was still hairless. She pulled away, but then thought better of it, going back in, this time inserting her tongue and toying with Terry's. When Terry realized what was going on, she put her arms around Nancy and pulled her in a little closer, while simultaneously opening her mouth a little more. Nancy was surprised at her reaction, becoming more playful with her tongue. Nancy stopped, leaning back. Terry wiped her mouth off with a sleeve and started giggling. "Did my Terry Bear like that?" Nancy said in a goofy tone, nodding her head at Terry encouragingly. Nancy once again plopped down onto her side and pulled Terry close, sliding her leg back into place, this time enjoying the strange feel of Terry's puffy, slippery little lips. Terry seemed to be enjoying it even more, rollicking back and forth, humming and cooing unintentionally, taking adorable little breaths. Nancy couldn't get enough of it. "mmmm ahhhh, ksaaaah, hmmMmmMMMMmm..."
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]"...when things go boom, In Dexter's Lab!" the show ended. Terry stopped writhing, although by this point she had already slowed down substantially."I love that episode" Terry remarked. "You were paying attention?" Asked Nancy incredulously. "Well yeah, of course, weren't you?" Terry questioned. Nancy grabbed Terry, tickling her, "You are in-sane!" Nancy exclaimed, flipping Terry over and mounting her. "Say it! Say 'I'm a raving lunatic' " Nancy demanded, tickling her roughly. "Alright! I'm a raving lunatic!" said Terry, slurring through her laughter. Nancy picked her up and threw her gently to the end of the bed. "Alright, go clean yourself up" Nancy said, watching Terry wander off, pantyless, her entire pelvic area glistening wet. "And bring me a towel!" Nancy added, noticing her own wetness, both on her leg and and panties. "Oh, what the hell" Nancy muttered to herself, slipping her own panties off and dropping them on the ground.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Terry came back, this time on all fours. Nancy raised an eyebrow flirtatiously. She tilted her to the side slightly and admired Terry's legs, appearing very different now, without panties to break up her form. "RrrrRRrrrRUFF RUFF RUFF!" Terry barked, making her way up to the bed, growling. She hopped up, hands first, naked butt stuck out. "RUFF rrrrRrrrRUFF!" Terry climbed up, cautiously making her way over to Nancy, still growling. She climbed across her and stopped at Nancy's face, ducking her head down to sniff her neck before giving her a several licks on the face. Nancy didn't stop her. Terry then fell back into a sitting position with her arms still straight, imitating a dog sitting on his haunches. She cocked her head to the side and let her tongue out of her mouth, "hehehe heh heh ehehe heh" Terry panted before rolling onto her back and putting all four "legs" in the air, kicking her feet playfully. Nancy was impressed, she gave the little performer a round of applause. But Terry wasn't done.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Terry rolled back onto all fours and sniffed the wet spot on Nancy's leg. She then began the lap it up, her head tilting back and forth in a deliberate licking motion. Terry worked her way towards Nancy's inner thigh, licking the crease where her legs met. Nancy open her legs slightly, and Terry stepped in, licking up her thigh, higher and higher, forcing Nancy's legs wider and wider as she moved forward. Just when Nancy thought it was going to happen, when there was no more leg left, Terry stopped, pulling back and beginning to blow on her leg. The stream of air dried her leg, and she had wonderful shivers when Terry would blow on a particularly sensitive spot. It reminded Nancy of being at the pool. Without realizing it completely, she closed her eyes and imagined herself getting out of a pool, the wind blowing between her legs. "Oh, it feels so...," Nancy thought, "so good... Oh ahhh ooOoooOOaaAaAAH! Oh jesus christ! She immediately became aware and opened her eyes; Terry was blowing directly on her pussy. Terry stopped blowing momentarily, saying, "You sure are noisy" Nancy realized her meaning and felt warm blood rushing to her face. Terry went back to blowing, getting closer and closer.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy was flustered. More than flustered. She was completely on edge. She could not remember ever being this emotionally excited in her entire life. It was all she could do to stop from screaming out. The air pressure increased, increased, and suddenly Nancy felt the slight warmth of Terry's face near her most sensitive skin. The blowing stopped, Nancy bit her lip. Two little fingers pressed against her lips. "AaaahHhh" Nancy let out a shaky breath. The two fingers separated, parting her lips. The blowing began again. Nancy roughly grabbed her own breasts, massaging them, trying to ease the tension. Terry's face was very close now, the blowing stopped again, and in it's stead, came a very slow, very hot breath, right into her her open cunny. The fingers disappeared. "Oh god, what now?" thought Nancy. Something very hot, very wet ran up her right lip. Her left lip. Center. The fingers were back, spreading her pussy again. Center. Nancy arched her back and cried out. Slowly, deliberately, Terry licked, deeper, deeper. Sucking on her clitty, sliding her tongue down the slit, inside.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy had originally felt a slight reprieve from her acute excitement when the full-on tongue play had begun, but now she felt it building again, heavier, wetter this time. Terry continued to lick relentlessly, her tongue sliding up between Nancy's lips three times, before playing with her entrance. Pressure, stop, more pressure, stop. More long slow licks, stopping each time at the top, rolling Nancy clit with her tongue, then sucking hard. Back to her entrance, lot's of pressure, Terry's tongue sliding in. Nancy twisted, breathing heavily, spreading her legs obscenely. She put her hands on Terry's head, hugging it to her crotch, digging her fingers into her hair. Terry responded, fucking Nancy with her tongue, stroking it in and out, pushing in as far as it would go. Nancy brought one hand up, massaging a breast while wrenching her head back, her mouth open, desperately inhaling precious oxygen. Nancy felt like an over-filled water balloon, and Terry was the one filling her, now using her hand to fondle Nancy's clit while continuing to explore her sensitive opening with her tongue. Pop. Nancy tensed, her hips bucking ever so slightly, holding in her breath, internalizing the pleasure like a smoker, savoring it.
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]"Serenity at last." Nancy thought, feeling very content. Terry clambered on top of her, her face coming into view, grinning broadly. "Did you..." Terry trailed off. Nancy nodded her head, wrapping her arms around Terry's neck and pulling her in for a kiss. Pleasantly surprised, Nancy felt Terry's tongue doing an impression of Nancy's earlier trick. Their mouths parted. "You sure like to use your tongue, don't you?" Nancy's joked. "Where'd you learn that little number, anyways?" Nancy asked, genuinely interested. "I saw a boy doing it to a girl on a show my dad was watching. " Terry answered, "My mom walked in and got really angry, so I didn't really see much, but I like to imagine it when I'm..." Terry seemed to have trouble finishing the sentence. "Masturbating?" Nancy proposed. "Ye- yeah, that. So I kind of came up with my own little way I would do it; you know, if it was me in the show" Terry explained. "Ah, I see" Nancy said, satisfied. Terry nodded, laying down on Nancy and letting out a big breath. On the TV, The Coyote was painting a fake tunnel. Looney toons marathon.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Terry lifted her self and looked seriously at Nancy. "Can I see your ti-titties?" She asked. Nancy's eyebrows raised, surprised but unapprehensive. "Sure, I mean, there's not much to see, but ok" Nancy said as she sat up, gently sliding Terry off of her. "More than me" Terry said gloomily. Nancy put hand on Terry's head and tousled her hair reassuringly, "Don't worry. Why don't you go ahead and take your shirt off too, I'll take a look and give you my professional opinion" They both stripped their shirts off, immediately aware of their nakedness. Terry looked down at Nancy's feet. Socks. Nancy nodded to her, and Terry eagerly pulled them off. They both stared at each other for a while, fascinated, studying the others body reverently. Occasionally one would ask the other to turn around, take a deep breath, get in various poses. As when they had kissed, there was a important sexual aspect to it, but that was only a tiny part of what they were feeling. They had just discovered the perplexing beauty of the human form. It was a completely new experience, being able to appreciate anothers body like this. There was one thing Nancy was very curious about. She pushed Terry onto her back and gently grabbed hold of her knees, opening them. She remarked upon Terry's perfectly even skin tone, a pale peach color. Staring down at Terry hairless kitty, she got closer for a better look. "Cute, " thought Nancy, "that's the word for it, cute" She adored how full her lips were, like tiny pillows. A quick touch revealed they were quite soft too. Terry giggled.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]"Are you going to inspect my boobies now, doctor?" Terry asked. "Yes, of course, I almost forgot!" Nancy exclaimed. She crawled over Terry, coming up to her breasts. Nancy looked very closely, in a exaggerated manner. "Nothing yet..." She thought to herself, seeing only ribs and two tiny nipples. "They seem to coming along nicely, Terry" Nancy reassured, "You just gotta hang in there, you'll have yours in no time". "Really, you think so?" Terry asked hopefully. "Of course. Besides, did I tell you how much I like your cute little flat chest?" Nancy asked. "You're just saying that" Terry said incredulously. "Honest." countered Nancy earnestly. "I mean, I'll love you just the same when yours come in, but I dunno... I really do like them the way they are now." Nancy said, stumbling a little, adding, "You're my little flat chested Terry Bear" Terry grinned. Done convincing Terry, Nancy laid back and watched Elmer Fudd blow Daffy Duck's head backwards. Terry came over and hugged up against her side, resting her head on Nancy's young breasts.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]"Nancy?" Terry inquired sheepishly. "Yes, my little Terry Bear?" Nancy responded. "What's it like, you know, having a- a..." Terry stuttered. "Terry, have you never had an orgasm?" Nancy asked delicately. Terry didn't answer, her cheeks flushing scarlet. "Oh, honey, come here, " Nancy said emphatically, taking Terry in her arms, "It's ok, it's nothing to be embarrassed about". "Listen, " Nancy began in a comforting voice, "how about I give you a... 'backrub'. To thank for being such a good friend to me." Nancy smiled down at Terry. Terry's eye's lit up, Nancy's words sinking in. "Really?!" Terry said in an awed, hushed tone, jumping up and giving Nancy a long kiss on the lips.
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy extricated herself from the child's embrace, getting off the bed and entering the bathroom. She rifled through the drawers, past lipstick and eyeliner, a hair curler. "Aha" said Nancy under her breath, finding a bottle of lotion. She looked up, noticing herself in the mirror. Setting the bottle down, she self consciously cupped her breasts, then turned around, running her hands over her bottom, bending over, wiggling her butt, staring at her pussy. She stood back up and shook her head, laughing at herself. Giving herself once last look, she turned and left, grabbing the bottle. As she came back into the bedroom, she saw Terry watching the TV, playing with herself in a withdrawn manner. Nancy climbed back into the bed, sitting upright against the head board. She playfully patted her own leg. Terry nodded, crawling over and sitting down in her lap. "What's wrong? Why is my Terry Bear so quiet?" Nancy asked. Terry snapped out of her silence, flashing a toothy grin, "Nothing, I was just thinking... I'm a little nervous" she told Nancy. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to" Nancy said in her most understanding voice. "What, it's just a backrub" Terry said in pretense, rolling her eyes dramatically.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy put a liberal amount of lotion on her hands and touched Terry's back. Terry withdrew and shivered, "That's cold!" she declared indignantly. "Oops, sorry" Nancy apologized, rubbing the lotion between her hands to warm it. Once again, she began, rubbing the lotion on thick, slowly working it in. She started with Terry's shoulders, very gently squeezing her soft, fragile muscles, eventually moving down to her upper back, pushing her over onto her belly. Nancy mounted her and began applying a little pressure to her back, still making her way down "Ooh, ooh, aahhh" Terry breathed. "You are really good at massages" Terry claimed drowsily. Nancy ran her hands down Terry's lats, reaching the small of her back. She slid her hands to Terry's waist and then down along her curves, reveling in the feel of her hips as they widened out. She slowly grasped both sides, slipping her fingers underneath and pulling Terry's butt up into the air. Terry responded, propping her knees under herself. Nancy grabbed the lotion and put some more in her hands, working it into Terry's perfectly round little cheeks.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy once again thought about how perfect her little coochie was. Even with her legs together, it poked out, two tiny swollen lips. Nancy repositioned her legs between Terry's and grasped her thighs, applying a little pressure. Terry responded, sliding her legs apart. Nancy took another look at her pussy, remarking that it looked even better from behind like this. She noticed as the light hit it now that she wasn't completely hairless, close observation showed that she had lots of fine peach fuzz covering her delicate lips. Nancy paused for a moment, looking at the perfect little crease that divided Terry's lips. She dropped to all fours and kissed it, opening and closing her mouth, sucking on it, feeling her tiny entrance, complete with a fully intact hymen. Nancy licked up the excess fluids and tenderly used two fingers to spread Terry's lips, peering inside her glistening pink coochie. "Hmmph..." Nancy murmured, looking at the thin, pale, 'u' shaped tissue. "I didn't realize you hadn't broke your hymen" Nancy said carefully. Terry rolled into a sitting position, facing Nancy. "Is it a problem?" Terry asked with a tinge of worry, looking up at Nancy. "Not if I'm careful, but I might break it if I play with you too rough" Nancy answered. Terry was silent for a few moments. "Can you break it for me?" Terry asked in a very quiet voice. Nancy grimaced. "I don't want to hurt you. Besides, you don't want to just break it on a whim, right?" Nancy said, trying to be gentle with this topic. "How did you break your's?" Terry asked. "Gymnastics" Nancy said, seeing her argument's weakness. "I want [I]you[/I] to do it" Terry said, emphasizing the 'you'. Nancy brushed some Terry's hair behind her ear, smiling, touched. "Alright" Nancy surrendered.
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy laid on her back and gestured for Terry to follow suit. Nancy relished the feel of this tiny warm body on top of her. She piled some pillows on either side of her and carefully took Terry's legs and placed them on them on either pile. "Are you comfortable?" Nancy whispered into her ear. Terry answered by bringing her hands up to her belly from their original position over her femininity. Nancy began by slowly rubbing her inner thighs; one rub down, two rubs up. A deep intake of breath from Terry as Nancy's hands finally reached her warm lips. Nancy ran a single finger through her lips, bringing it to her face and inspecting it. I drop coalesced and fell, landing on Terry's right shoulder. "Jesus christ, this girl is [I]drenched[/I]" Nancy thought, impressed. She continued to massage Terry's cunny, playing with her clit, not wanting the to rush this. "Alright, here we go..." Nancy whispered into Terry's ear, using two fingers to open her up slightly, easing a third in, feeling her tiny entrance.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]She very slowly slid her finger through her opening, tenderly testing and stretching it. She began to slowly stroke in and out, building a little speed. Terry shifted and made a little squeak. Nancy slowed down, carefully applying pressure to loosen her up. When she thought Terry was ready, she began toying with a second finger on her entrance, sliding it in slightly and taking it back out. After a while of this, she took the first finger out and lined them up at the opening. She felt Terry tense up. Nancy, being as gentle and deliberate as possible, slid both fingers in. Terry winced audibly. Nancy couldn't help but feel bad for Terry, all tensed up and nervous. "Ok Terry Bear, this is it. Are you ready?" Nancy whispered delicately. "Can you give me your hand?" Terry asked suddenly. Nancy brought her free hand up and two little ones grasped it tightly. Terry nodded her head, and Nancy nervously began expanding her two fingers, stretching Terry's tiny hole. Terry whimpered softly. It didn't take much extra effort; the fingers broke the tissue with a anticlimactic tearing. Terry yelped, and began to sob. Nancy hurried and rolled the two of them over onto their sides while, pulling Terry into a close embrace, their naked bodies touching all over. Nancy gently felt Terry's lips and checked for blood. Only a little bit. She grabbed her own shirt and used it to clean up. Nancy kissed Terry on the neck several times before Terry turned her head, allowing Nancy to kiss her on the lips. "There there, you're ok" Nancy breathed into her ear, cradling her tiny body.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]The sobbing subsided. "Well aren't you going to finish?" came a familiar cheeky voice, continuing, "I did you, didn't I?". Nancy grinned, glad Terry was back in good spirits. "Are you sure you're ready?" Nancy asked, unsure. "Are you kidding?!" Terry exclaimed, "You thought I was going to let you pop my cherry and be done?". "Where you learn that phrase?" Nancy asked, amused. Terry gave her an evil grin. "You're being silly!" Nancy said, rolling onto her back and roughly dragging Terry with her, tickling her. "Is my Terry Bear being silly? Hmmm? She is, isn't she!" Nancy teased. "Ok, OK!" Terry said, gasping for air. Terry gestured down to her pussy, "I'm waiting..." Nancy clucked her tongue, shaking her head. "Such a saucy little girl" Nancy berated. "Say please" Nancy said in a motherly voice. Terry rolled her eyes, "Please". "Please what?" Nancy teased. Terry paused, thinking. "Please play with my coochie?" she ventured. "Oh, all right" Nancy said, entertained. She quickly repiled the pillows and Terry got back in position. Bugs bunny and Yosemite Sam were dueling it out on the TV.
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy took a moment and thought back to the beginning off the day, as she worked lotion between her hands. To think that only a short time ago she had broken up with what seemed like her last chance, to think that she had been laying in bed, feeling defeated. And now, here she was, as she rubbed the lotion into Terry's flat chest, playing with her nipples; here she was enjoying the most beautiful day of her life. Terry, bringing Nancy out of her thoughts, giggled, "That tickles". Nancy cleared her mind and pinched Terry's nipples. "Hey!" Terry shouted. "Hay is for horses. Are you a horse?" Nancy asked. "No, I'm your little Terry Bear!" Terry retorted. "Yes you are..." Nancy said, casually sliding her hand down Terry's tiny form, past her bellybutton, between her legs.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]She applied some lotion to Terry's pussy with her other hand, and, using both, commenced in squeezing her little lips, letting them slip between her fingers, rubbing her clit with two free fingers. She was careful not to touch Terry's sore entrance before she got her going. As Terry began making her cute whispering moans again, Nancy decided it was time. Gingerly touching the entrance, she slipped a finger in slightly. Terry didn't seem to notice. "That's a good sign" Nancy thought. Emboldened, Nancy fingered her slowly, then quickly. Terry cried out. Nancy stopped, afraid she had hurt Terry in her excitement. "I'm sorry, did I go to fast?" Nancy asked. Terry shook her head giggling. "No, don't stop, good scream, good scream!" Terry said breathlessly, grabbing Nancy hand, simulating movement. Relieved, Nancy went back to work, this time sliding two long fingers into her tiny hole. "aahhhHhhh oooOOHH YES, do that!" Terry panted, cheering her on, beginning to buck her hips. The feel of this naked, passionate body squirming around as she stimulated it aroused Nancy. She soon found herself addicted to this sensation, plunging her fingers deep into Terry's sex, needing the feedback of her quiet howls, her writhing, hot, sweaty body, and the warm, slippery fluids running down her pussy onto her own.

[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Nancy paid close attention to Terry's cycles. Her breathing was slowing down as she took deeper breaths. Nancy put a hand over Terry's heart, it was racing, pounding. Her hip thrusting was frenzied now, but was also slowing down. It was very close. "Terry, rub your nipples like I did, ok?" Nancy advised. Terry eagerly obeyed, pleasantly surprised by how they felt now. Nancy worked a third finger in, it was tight, but Terry's quiet moans told her to continue. Nancy started playing very roughly with Terry's little clitty. Nancy observed Terry's movements get very slow and and passionate; her hips wrenching as far as they could forward, then back. Nancy sped up, her fingers stabbing in and out rapidly, her other hand running three fingers up and down her clit. All at once Terry stopped, tensing up, her back ever so slightly leaving the ground, audibly gasping in air. "Hold it in, Terry, hold your breath!" Nancy urged, making love to Terry's tiny snatch. Nancy felt Terry's vaginal muscles expand for a split second before slamming shut on Nancy's steadily fucking fingers. The muscles clenched in a suspended moment, like ball hanging in the air before coming back to earth. The muscles unclenched. Another crash. Hang. Crash. Hang. Crash. The contractions sped up, spasming around Nancy's diligent fingers, Terry's body shaking slightly but still rigid, her chest pregnant with air. The spasms slowed slightly, fading away, softer and softer, Nancy still showing complete follow-through. Finally, Terry, her whole body shuddering, relaxed; her back dropping loosely back onto Nancy's belly, her lungs letting out an torrent of air followed by several short inhales. Nancy took her fingers out, idly stroking the young girls pussy. On the television, Porky Pig's voice blared, "...th-th-th-that's all folks!"
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[IMG]http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq12/the1trueryandaniels/tab.png[/IMG]Washed and dried now, Nancy and Terry's still naked bodies laid close together under the covers. Terry's head rested on Nancy's soft stomach. Nancy, feeling completely at peace, casually ran her hands through Terry's hair. "Umm, Nancy?" Terry asked, without lifting her head. "Yeah?" Nancy answered absent mindedly. "What are we going to tell my parents?" She questioned. "We don't have to tell them anything, unless you want to." Terry nodded, not quite reassured yet. She rolled onto her back and looked up at Nancy, saying "What about your shirt, your parents are going to ask about the blood." Nancy looked over at her bloody memento and smiled. "Nosebleed."
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[Gregah]

"Meet Nancy. A precocious young girl in the seventh grade."

So she's what, 12-13 years old?
And you're writing a sex novel about it?

[img]http://thenastyboys.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/chris-hansen.jpg[/img]
[i]Why dont you have a seat, over there[/i]

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[ryandaniels]

[QUOTE=Gregah;18825750]"Meet Nancy. A precocious young girl in the seventh grade."

So she's what, 12-13 years old?
And you're writing a sex novel about it?

[i]Why dont you have a seat, over there[/i][/QUOTE]

Your powers of observation are an inspiration to us all.

[Gregah]

[QUOTE=ryandaniels;18825788]Your powers of observation are an inspiration to us all.[/QUOTE]

I just noticed Nosebleed and clicked the thread and started reading.
You should really chop up the text more, it was a pain reading through the first chapter (and just scrolled down to the end after that) :p

[suttles]

I liked it, good detail and writing.

[yellowoboe]

Bow chika wow wow.

[ryandaniels]

[QUOTE=Gregah;18825837]I just noticed Nosebleed and clicked the thread and started reading.
You should really chop up the text more, it was a pain reading through the first chapter (and just scrolled down to the end after that) :p[/QUOTE]
Like a line between paragraphs? Or shorter paragraphs?

I really wish facepunch had a double line space tag, but obviously that's a little specific.

[Gregah]

[QUOTE=ryandaniels;18826047]Like a line between paragraphs? Or shorter paragraphs?

I really wish facepunch had a double space tag, but obviously that's a little specific.[/QUOTE]

Line between paragraphs, right now you're staring into a wall of text and it makes it tiresome to read.

[ryandaniels]

[QUOTE=Gregah;18826162]Line between paragraphs, right now you're staring into a wall of text and it makes it tiresome to read.[/QUOTE]

You're right.

[editline]07:39PM[/editline]

In an earlier version there was thread music. After thinking it over, I put thread music back in, tentatively. Tell me what you think.

[Perfumly]

I love how usually stories in this section usually get no posts but then as soon as "Leslita Erotica" is in the title we get a ton of posts.

[ryandaniels]

[QUOTE=Perfumly;18827636]I love how usually stories in this section usually get no posts but then as soon as "Leslita Erotica" is in the title we get a ton of posts.[/QUOTE]

Very true. However, my main reasoning for adding that to the title was to stop people from shitting up the thread complaining about the subject matter.

Also, I think that the formatting may have helped people swallow the massive amount of text.

[Cookiemonster93]

DAMNIT.
Why do girls get all the fun? -_-
You deserve an artistic.

[suttles]

[QUOTE=Cookiemonster93;18833770]DAMNIT.
Why do girls get all the fun? -_-
You deserve an artistic.[/QUOTE]

Agree

[TH89]

Oh my gentle Jesus

[MrCuddles]

What did I just read

[livelonger12]

tl;dr