Reluctant Rebecca

Reluctant Rebecca Chapter 5

The Cousins’ BBQ

And finally we come to the BBQ. Thanks for all the responses, I figure if there are readers coming back for subsequent chapters then we my as well continue to enjoy Rebecca’s dilemmas.. All the usual disclaimers apply – not intended for children, a work of fiction and don’t try this at home unless you invite me to watch.

       Rebecca awoke in her bed feeling a little disorientated. The sunlight that poured through her window told her it was morning…again. Her last real memory seemed to be having breakfast with her family.

       “But, that was yesterday,” she thought. “Or was it just a dream?”

       It seemed like a dream. The things she remembered must have just been the result of her over active imagination. She pulled back the covers and saw that she was, as usual, naked. Her nipples felt tender and her sex puffy. She tentatively reached down and ran her fingers across her sensitive lips. Her body instantly responded.

       “What is wrong with me?” she said aloud. It seemed that with each day she became worse and worse. The most innocent things ignited lustful thoughts and her body was all to ready to betray her.

       Her bedroom door swung open and Trish strode in, dressed in a pair of short, shorts and a tube top. She was followed by Margo, who wore her usual denim cut offs. The girl’s thick, tanned thighs drew Rebecca’s attention, but guilt made her quickly look away.

       “Good Morning sleepy head,” Trish cooed. “Gonna sleep the day away?”

       “No…I just feel a little wore out and groggy.” Rebecca pulled the sheet up to her chin to hide her nakedness.

       “We have just the thing for you,” Trish smiled. “The problem is you’ve been cooped up in the house too long. What you need is a little fresh air and sunshine.”

       “But I thought we were having guests for the BBQ today?” Rebecca couldn’t quite remember which day the Ladies Social Club was coming.

       “Oh, we are, but that’s later. And we need you to be at your best. Can’t have you looking all sickly and tired.” Trish plopped down on the bed beside Rebecca and Margo went to the dresser.

       “So Ma’ thinks it would be a good idea if you went down to the pond and laid out for a while. You know, get some sun, and relax. Besides you’re starting to lose that great tan.” Trish reached out and grabbed the sheet.

       “See.” she said and yanked the sheet off Rebecca. Rebecca covered her ample breasts with her hands. Trish took the opportunity to rest her hand on Rebecca’s silky thigh. She slowly ran her fingers up and down Rebecca’s leg and with each pass got closer to the girl’s sex.

       “Here it is,” Margo said from across the room. She turned around with a small, white bikini in her hand. Rebecca remembered it from yesterday’s trip to the basement. In the light of day, it did not appear big enough to cover anything.

       “Come on, try it on, it’s gonna look great on you.” Trish grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her off the bed.

       “It…it looks a little small,” Rebecca said.

       “Don’t be ridiculous,” Margo countered, “Trish worked on it yesterday while you slept the day way. She let it out so it would fit. So don’t be so ungrateful.” The glare she received from Margo was enough to end any debate.

       Trish stood beside her with an arm draped around her naked waist, her hand absently stroking Rebecca’s soft, curvy hip. The seductive touch caused a stirring in Rebecca and she concentrated on ignoring the sensation.

       “Let’s try the top first,” said Trish, “that’s the most important part.” She pulled her hand away, but made sure to run it across Rebecca’s firm buttocks. Margo threw the top to Trish, who caught it in mid air.

       “Here we go,” said Trish as she reached under Rebecca’s arms to put the top in place.  She let the bikini catch Rebecca below the breasts and tied the bottom string first. When it tight, she called to Margo, “will you hand it up to me?”

       Margo stepped forward and reached for the two hanging strings. She took an end in each hand and pulled them up and over Rebecca’s shoulders. She made sure that the small triangular cups were twisted. When her sister tied the top strings together, Rebecca’s breasts were still exposed.

       “That won’t do,” Margo laughed. “These things always cause so much trouble.” Margo reached out, took Rebecca’s right breast in her cupped hand, and lifted. She let her thumb close over the nipple so that she was now holding Rebecca’s tit by the nipple. It grew hard in her touch and she gave a slight pull and twist as she straightened out the bikini’s cup. When it was straight, Margo repeated the torturous manipulation with the left breast. The feeling was electric and Rebecca instinctually closed her eyes, her head fell back a little. Margo looked past the naïve girl to her sister and gave a little wink.

       When the second triangle of material was straight, she let go of Rebecca’s nipple and then covered both breasts with the small material.

       “There we go,” she said. Rebecca opened her eyes and looked down. The white bikini top had only two small triangle shaped cups. Her “C” breasts were barely covered and most of her hung out on either side. Rebecca had never seen anything so small; the two-inch cups made her look more naked then if she were naked.

       “Trish, do you think it’s too small?” Margo asked with feigned concern.

       “Let me see.” Trish stood behind Rebecca and slid her hands up the girls sides and around to the front. She used each hand to encircle Rebecca’s breasts and didn’t miss the opportunity to give each a squeeze.

       “Nope. I think it’s just right. Everyone’s wearing then this way.”

       “Okay then lets try the bottoms.”

       The material for the bottom didn’t look, to Rebecca, to be much larger than the top. The sisters each knelt down with Margo in the front and Trish in the back. The bikini was the type that tied at the hips so Margo handed one end to her sister, while she held the other. Then she brought the center up to Rebecca’s crotch and held it in place.

       “Trish, go ahead and tie one side and I’ll make sure it doesn’t slip off.” Margo took the opportunity to caress Rebecca’s sex through the material. The contact made Rebecca jump, but Margo continued the move her finger very lightly.

       “Okay, my side is done,” Trish called out.

       Margo let go of the bikini and it fell away from Rebecca’s pussy and hung against her inner thigh.

       “Hold it for me and I’ll get the other side tied.” Trish reached in from behind and made sure that her fingers rubbed Rebecca’s anus and then ran across the girls moist lips.

       “Oops,” she said when she heard a soft moan escape from the half-naked girl.

       She found the bottom and held it in place while Margo tied off the other side. When they finished, they both stood up to inspect their work. Rebecca was correct, the effect of the bikini actually made her look more naked than when she was naked. The top just covered her nipples and it accented her voluptuous tits. On bottom, the naked flare of her hips was completely exposed and the front panel of the bikini was half way down her pubis, just drawing attention to the girl’s hairless cunt. They spun her around to inspect the back.        The small triangle came only three quarters in the way up her ass and exposed most of the top. On each side, there was plenty of firm cheek exposed. In short, the bathing suit drew attention to the sexiest parts of the young blonde-haired woman.

       The three women went down to the kitchen to have breakfast.

       “Where is Aunt Nora?” Rebecca asked when she saw the empty kitchen. She had grown accustom to the large matron being at the stove each morning cooking breakfast.

       “Oh she had to run to the store. She’ll be back, but she insisted that we make sure you go down to the pond for some sun before the BBQ,” responded Margo.

       After they ate the cousins shoed her off and it seemed a little odd to Rebecca that they were so quick to let her go and relax. Usually they made her clean all the dishes while they lounged around the table or living room talking or texting with their friends.

       Trish threw her a small towel and said, “Sorry we need to save the real beach towels for the guests, but this should work. Just let the sun dry you.”

       After Rebecca left for the pond, Trish turned to Margo giggling. “Do you think it will really work?”

       “Oh, I’m positive. I got the sutures from Barbara at the hospital. They are the kind that dissolves. She said when they get wet it will take about thirty minutes and they start to fall apart. You didn’t use too much when you stitched the bikini did you?”

       “No, I’m surprised they didn’t break when we tied the bikini.”

       “Well I want to be sure there is enough pressure to break them when they start to dissolve. We just have to be sure to go and get her soon enough. If the suit falls off while she’s down at the pond she’ll probably hide out in the woods and that will ruin everything.”

       “How long should we wait?” Trish asked.

       “ Well everyone should be here in about fifteen minutes, so I’d say about a half hour. That pond is so damn cold she won’t go in it until after she has built up a sweat lying in the sun.”

       As if on cue, the first car pulled up the driveway followed by two more.

       Rebecca found a spot of soft sand and laid out her small towel. She laid down on it and let the sun bake away her tension. In the distance, she heard car doors slamming, but her mind drifted on the warm summer breeze. Soon she fell into a light sleep.

       She awoke a little while later. Her body felt hot and she sat up. The bright sun hurt her eyes and she was drenched in sweat. The bathing suit’s scant material clung to her and she could clearly see the outline of her protruding nipples. Standing, she walked over to the water and stuck in her toe. It was a little cold, but she was so hot from the sun she waded all the way in. She slowly swam out to the middle of the pond, enjoying the silky feeling of the cold water on her heated flesh. Rebecca swam back and forth a few times, but it didn’t take long for the icy water to cool her down and she felt her nipples stiffen. As she headed back to the small beach she saw Trish appear from the woods and wave to her.

       Rebecca swam until the bottom was close enough to allow her to stand and then she walked back up on the shore.

       “Come on lazy girl,” Trish said cheerfully. “Ma’ wants you to come and meet our guests.”

       Rebecca grabbed her towel and started to dry herself. She was a little concerned at the way her nipples jutted from the material, which she assumed was very obvious by the way Trish’s eyes kept returning to them. Her bathing suit also seemed to have gotten a little looser from the swim and she wanted to tighten it before going back to the house.

       “Stop fussing,” Trish scolded. “We have to get back fast. The women of the Ladies Social Club are very important to Ma’ so don’t make a bad impression.”

       “Okay,” Rebecca said. “Do you think I could put something else on, though, before I meet everyone?”
       “Why? It’s a BBQ and you’re supposed to dress summery.”

       “I know, but this bikini is kind of revealing.”

       “Oh it’s fine. There aren’t any men here after all. Now quit bitchin’ and start walking.”

       Trish grabbed Rebecca by the hand and pulled her along the path towards the house. When they reached the backyard Rebecca’s concern over her attire grew deeper. There were about fifteen women in all, spread out around the backyard; some sitting in chairs while others stood in groups talking. Among them were about eight girls who looked to be around Rebecca’s age. All of them were dressed in shorts and tee shirts and some of the older ones were wearing light slacks and blouses. Rebecca found, as she approached the center of the yard, that she was the only one in a bikini and she was again reminded how revealing it was.

       All eyes turned on her as she followed Trish across the grass. The bikini was so small that from a distance Rebecca looked naked. Trish walked her directly to where Nora stood talking to three other women.

       “Ah, here she is,” said Nora to the group. “My little niece is finally back from her swim.”

       The three women looked at Rebecca, but she found it impossible to meet their eyes. Each seemed to be measuring her with their stare. The oldest of the group had salt and pepper hair that was pulled back in a tight bun. Her face looked harsh with her prominent nose and sharp eyes. She had incredibly long fingernails, painted red and she tapped them lightly on the glass she held. The other two women were nicer looking, but still their eyes seemed to undress Rebecca. She wished that she had time to change into a less revealing outfit.

       “Lovely,” said the harsh one. “You must be Rebecca.”

       “I am,” was all that Rebecca could manage.

       “Rebecca, this is Ms. Pendleton, she is head mistress at Sappho College and current president of the Ladies Social Club.” Rebecca just nodded, distracted by Trish who was playing with the strings on her bikini bottom. Rebecca did not trust the girl not to accidentally untie them.

       Ms Pendleton placed a finger under Rebecca’s chin and raised her head until Rebecca was looking at her.

       “Your Aunt tells me you will be joining us for a few classes this semester.”

       “Yes.”

       “Excellent. A girl needs a good education and I am sure you will find our institution to be very challenging.”

       “Rebecca simply must sign up for my fashion course,” said a middle-aged red head. She had a beautiful face and her body looked like she spent a few hours in the gym every day.

       The third woman in the group was more matronly, about Rebecca’s height with a full figure. “Yes and I also understand that Rebecca will be joining Trish as a volunteer at my adult daycare.”

       “She will indeed,” Nora beamed. “It will do her some good to spend time with some older women. Maybe then she’ll learn that life is too short to waste it thinking dirty thoughts.”

       The two women laughed and Rebecca blushed. Ms. Pendleton just frowned at Rebecca.

       “Well I certainly hope she can control herself while at school. We have an image to maintain.”

       “I’m sure you can be of great assistance to her, isn’t that right Rebecca?” Nora asked.

       “Yes ma’am.”

       “You see Ms. Pendleton, Rebecca is always willing to please and I’m sure you won’t have any difficulty getting her to follow your, ah, instructions.”

       “Aunt Nora, would it be okay if I went and changed out of my suit?”

       “Hardly anything to change out of,” Ms. Pendleton said disapprovingly.

       “Oh relax Betty, you know how kids are today, not modest at all,” said the pretty, red head.

       “Yes, Sara I suppose you are correct. Young girls today think nothing of prancing around naked. I bet it wouldn’t bother Rebecca at all if she was out here completely nude.” There was a cruel sparkle in Ms. Pendleton’s eyes that made Rebecca nervous.

       “Well no matter,” Nora interjected, “Rebecca there isn’t time, I need you to go up to the house and help Margo bring out the food and drink.”

       “But,” Rebecca started until her Aunt held up a hand.

       “Yes ma’am.”
       “And Trish you go with her to make sure she doesn’t dawdle.”

       Trish led Rebecca towards the house while the four women looked on appreciatively at Rebecca’s nearly naked figure. When Rebecca was out of earshot they began to laugh and wring their hands, others who had been close by quickly ran over to join the group.

       In the house, Margo was putting an array of picnic items in a large box. When it was full, she handed it to Rebecca.

       “Here, carry this out to the table.”

       Rebecca picked up the box, which was almost as large as she was. She strained to lift it and found the only way she could manage was if she bent slightly backwards and let the box rest on her chest, belly, and thighs. The problem was as gravity pulled the box down it caused both her top and bottom to slide with it. Her bikini bottom slid half way down her ass as she reached the door.

       “Wait a minute,” Margo called, “you are ruining a brand new bikini.” She reached Rebecca and gave the bottoms a strong tug upwards. The materiel pulled tight against Rebecca’s pussy and in the back most of it slipped between her cheeks.

       “That ought to hold it,” Margo laughed.

       Unable to use her hands, Rebecca had no choice but to get the box outside as quickly as possible. As she walked though the material moved against her privates and tickled her.

       In the kitchen, Margo turned to Trish who was watching Rebecca’s shapely bottom.

       “I thought those stitches you used were supposed to dissolve in water?”

       “They do,” Trish said absently as she continued to watch Rebecca.

       “They look like they’re holding pretty well.”

       “You said,” Trish impatiently reminded her sister, “that it takes about thirty minutes. Trust me in about 10 minutes that girl is going to be standing out there stark naked.”

       “I can’t wait, and the girls are dying to see how easy it is to make her cum.”

       “We better hurry up and get out there and get the game started.”

       

       Rebecca put the large box on the picnic table and adjusted her suit. As she finished, the group of young girls she had seen when returning from the pond approached her. They were of various shapes and size, but the one thing they all had in common was they were wearing jean shorts and tee shirts. As they surround Rebecca in a semi-circle, she was again aware of how little clothing she was wearing.

       Margo and Trish appeared at her side and introduced her to the group.

       ‘This is our cousin Rebecca everyone.” The girls nodded, some smiled, while others looked her up and down. They took turns introducing themselves, but it went so fast that Rebecca only caught a few of the names.

       “Hey, I have an idea,” said a short brunette girl with small breasts and a lot of makeup. “Why don’t we break the ice for Rebecca by playing a few rounds of Lawn Twister?”

       “I should really change first,” Rebecca said as she tried to ease away from the group.

       “Don’t be crazy, you don’t need to change,” said a blond girl.

       “Yeah, come on it will be fun.”

       Two of the girls grabbed her hands and pulled her out to the center of the lawn. Set up on the ground was a large blanket that someone had quilted with color circles.

       “You know how to play?”

       “No, not really,” said Rebecca.

       “It’s easy. We’ll do two teams of four and two people can spin and judge if we are on the right spots.” The directions did not make any sense to Rebecca, but she didn’t want to insult the girl by telling her she didn’t understand.

       The two teams stood facing each other on opposite sides of the blanket. As a dial was spun, the needle came to rest on a color. Each team then had to place a foot or hand on the chosen color. At first, it seemed easy to Rebecca, but as the game continued, she was instructed to reach for colors that put her in very compromising positions. In addition, her teammates and those on the opposing team often got tangled up reaching for a color circle that she was in the way of.

       Rebecca also found it a little distracting when the girls would brush against her boobs or have a leg pressed against her crotch. It also seemed like occasionally some unseen girl was stroking her thighs or buttocks. Then the worse happened.

       About ten minutes into the game, Rebecca became certain that all the stretching and reaching had loosened her bikini. When she bent over to reach for a green circle, she looked down and saw that her breast was hanging out of the skimpy material. Standing up quickly to fix her exposed breast, she was called ‘out’ by one of the judges.

       “Rebecca moved, blue team losses a point.”

       “Rebecca,” one of the girls yelled, “you’re gonna make us lose.”

       “I’m sorry I have to fix my top.”

       “Well retie it and let’s go,” another teammate called.

       Rebecca realized that she had little practice in such things and could not figure out how she was supposed to retie her top when the knots were behind her. Impatient one of the girls stood up.

       “Oh hell, I’ll do it,” she said.

       The girl quickly undid the top string but when she pulled it tight in an attempt to refasten it the water-soluble stitches, Trish had fastened it, with broke free. The girl came away with the two top strings in her hands as the top fell off Rebecca’s ample breasts.

       “Oops,” the girl giggled.

       Rebecca immediately covered her breasts by crossing her arms.

       “Darn it, Rebecca, you ruined my bathing suit,” Trish yelled.

       “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I should go put something else on.”

       “Oh no you don’t,” one of the other team’s girls said. “You aren’t quitting now that were winning.”

       A second girl from the other team joined her. “Yeah, just tie it with the other string and let’s continue.”

       The girl, who had broke the top strings, untied the bottom, and tried to retie it, but again when she pulled the strings came off in her hand. The material floated to the ground leaving Rebecca naked from the waist up.

       “Shit, now it’s really wrecked,” Trish complained.

       Rebecca was beat red standing in the middle of the group with her arms crossed over her naked breasts. A tall skinny brunette walked over to Rebecca.

       “Well we better make sure the bottom is nice and tight or she’ll be playing naked.” The girl reached out to Rebecca’s hips, grabbed both strings, and pulled. They broke free in her hands and the small bottom fell to the ground. Rebecca instinctually placed a hand over her hairless mound while all the girls laughed.

       Rebecca started to walk away certain that everyone would agree she needed to get dressed, but the skinny girl grabbed her arm.

       “Hey, the game isn’t over, where do you think you’re going?”

       “But I’m naked,” Rebecca whimpered, “I can’t play like this.”
       “Sure you can,” said another girl. “Hell you’ve strutted it all day long in that next to nuthin’ bikini anyway. What do you think we are a bunch of lesbians?”
       “Yeah, come on Rebecca, you’re pissin off the guests. Now let’s play,” Margo yelled.

       Rebecca, afraid to make the group angry had no choice but to continue.

       At first, she tried to keep herself partially covered with at least one hand. It proved impossible though and soon she abandoned the idea. It was humiliating to be in the various exposed positions, knowing that everyone was seeing her most intimate parts. She found herself stretch naked over some of the girls, their clothing brushing against her naked flesh. Several times the other girls accidentally brushed her ass and tits and as the game progressed it became more and more frequent.

       The constant touching and rubbing was starting to have an affect on Rebecca. The more she tried to put it out of her mind the more aware she became. At one point, she was stretched over another girl, her ass, and pussy in the air. The girl under Rebecca prevented her from seeing what was going on behind her. When the girl with the spinner called yellow, Rebecca felt something press against her sex. At first, there was just soft pressure, but then she began to imagine that something warm and wet was lapping at her nether lips. The feeling was driving her crazy and she feared that someone would notice her scent, as she grew more and more excited.

       A few minutes later, she was relieved when she had the opportunity to move. Unfortunately, to help her teammates she was forced to do a ‘bridge’ to reach a red circle. Humiliated, Rebecca found herself both naked and spread out with her flat stomach pointing up and her breasts pushed out. Her legs and arms spread out underneath her, she was completely exposed. A second color was called and the soft wet feeling returned on her sex.

       The girls could not believe how naïve this blond goddess was. Here she was outside, completely naked and exposed being touched and fondled and she had no clue. The older women had stopped their conversations and were completely captivated by the Twister game in front of them. Many of them absently rubbed their own pussies imagining the velvety firm skin of the young blonde-haired woman.

       The skinny redhead was between Rebecca’s spread thighs lightly licking the girl’s exposed vagina. Rebecca was reaching a breaking point and had lost any sense of where she was. In her mind, it was all her imagination. Unaware a soft moan slipped from her. The redhead took it as a good sign and began to lick her in earnest.  She placed both her hands under the firm tan thighs and used her expert tongue on Rebecca’s pussy. First, she licked up and down, stopping to explore as deep in the girl’s hole as her tongue could reach. Then she returned to Rebecca’s clit. She slowly circled it until finally she made contact with the hard nub of Rebecca’s button. The girl alternated between lightly stroking the clit with the end of her tongue and then giving it a slow deep lick.

       The others watched for a few moments until their own excitement took over. Two girls kneeled at Rebecca’s sides and lightly stroked her breasts. They massaged the firm tits and then explored Rebecca’s hard nipples; pulling and twisting them softly. After a few moments, neither could resist taking the nipples into their mouths.

       A fourth girl slid under Rebecca’s arched back and began to kiss and massage Rebecca’s ass. When she saw pussy juice running down Rebecca’s crack she licked her way to Rebecca’s asshole and began to lick and tease it with her tongue. Above Rebecca, the rest of the girls took whatever soft smooth flesh they could find. One girl licked her neck and ears while another experimentally kissed Rebecca. She slid her tongue across Rebecca’s pouty lips and when she got no resistance, she softly worked her tongue into Rebecca’s hot mouth. Rebecca, in a state of near orgasm, did not resist, and their tongues softly swirled and danced in Rebecca’s opened mouth.

       The manipulations were too much for the blonde and she quickly reached orgasm, her moans absorbed by the girl kissing her. Rebecca’s entire body went stiff and the girls sped up their assault, biting and sucking her most sensitive areas. As the first orgasm receded the girl eating her out, drove two fingers into Rebecca’s dripping cunt. She searched until she found the g-spot and applied pressure while she made small circles with her fingers. The girl below saw what was happening so she replaced her tongue with a finger. She fucked Rebecca’s ass with fast short strokes. Again, Rebecca exploded in orgasm. Her legs and arms finally gave out and she fell to the blanket. The girls continued to rub and stroke her body. Slowly they brought her to her peak again. Two girls were working their fingers in and out of her cunt while another furiously licked her clit. No part of her body was ignored, from her ears, to her neck, her belly, thighs and even her toes were licked, stroked, and sucked. After three more orgasms, the girls rolled her onto the grass and folded up the blanket. Rebecca, exhausted and drenched in sweat fell asleep on the soft grass.

       Rebecca was only half-awake as she lay listening the women around her talk. Then there were hands on her arms and waist, lifting her into a standing position.

       “Wake up sleeping beauty. You can’t sleep all day.” It was the fashion teacher whispering in her ear. Rebecca opened her eyes and saw that the teacher and the daycare owner were holding her. In front of her were an angry looking Ms. Pendleton and an equally unhappy Aunt Nora.

       “She a mess,” Aunt Nora said to the group.

       ‘Well,” said Ms. Pendleton, “I guess we have a responsibility to clean her up since all her friends have left us to it.”

       “Do you have a hose and some soap Nora?” It was the Daycare women, Nancy.

       “Yep, right over there.”

       “Well take her over ladies and we’ll make short work of it,” Ms. Pendleton said without enthusiasm. Secretly she could not wait to soap the beautiful young girl.

       The two women at each side walked Rebecca towards the hose. Sara steadied her by placing one hand on her buttocks. Rebecca, now awake, looked down and saw that she was covered with grass from her nap. She wasn’t sure how she had wound up sleeping on the lawn. Her last thought before the dreams took over, was of playing Lawn Twister.

       When they reached the hose, Rebecca saw that there were four bars of soap lying in a bowl next to it.

        “Strange,” she thought, “Why would I need four bars of soap?”

       When she realized that these older women meant to wash her she began to protest.

       “It’s okay,” she said softly, “I can do this myself.”

       “But what about your problem?” Ms. Pendleton asked sarcastically.

       “I, umm, I…” Rebecca was speechless.

       “Nothing to be ashamed of,” said Nancy, “We’re all women here.”

       Sara turned on the hose and placed her hand under the stream.

       “It’s warm,” she marveled.

       “Yes,” Nora said, “I had it connected to a special heating tank so we could rinse off after swimming in the pond.

       Sara turned the stream on Rebecca who jumped when the warm water touched her sun warmed skin. Sara wet Rebecca’s entire body down and then turned off the water. Each of the women picked up a bar of soap and the four of them set about lathering up Rebecca’s naked body. Ms. Pendleton took her back and soaped her from neck to buttocks while Nora and Nancy worked on her arms, shoulders, and breasts. Sara meanwhile soaped Rebecca’s flat stomach and slowly worked her way to Rebecca’s soft naked mound.

       Rebecca’s embarrassment over being touched and washed quickly melted away as the hands massaged her breasts, ass, and pussy. When she shut her eyes and started to sway lightly, Ms. Pendleton came in close and slid two fingers up Rebecca’s tight behind.

       “Ahh” Rebecca moaned.

       Sara finished soaping Rebecca’s firm legs and brought her attention back to the girl’s mound. She was close enough to see Rebecca’s clit protruding though her lips. Gently Sara ran a finger across it and the girl thrust her hips forward, another moan escaping her lips.

       Nora and Nancy were now milking the teen’s large breasts. They squeezed each breast from the base, slippery hands moving across the flesh until they tweaked the rock hard nipples. Rebecca’s head fell back onto the shoulder of the awaiting Ms. Pendleton, who took the opportunity to lick Rebecca’s ear. She swirled her tongue along the outside and then explored deeper. Rebecca moaned at the sensation; her body unable to fight the feelings.

       Nora took the girls nipple in her mouth and let her soapy hand run down the length of the girl’s firm body. Sara meanwhile took up the hose the used the streaming water on the girls pussy. She spread Rebecca’s lips and let the warm stream pour over the sensitive clit. When Rebecca began to move her hips in a slow rhythm, Sara replaced the water stream with her tongue. She nipped and bit at Rebecca’s growing clit and slid a finger into the girl’s vagina.

       Rebecca’s mouth opened as she moaned again. Nancy left her breast and explored the girl’s mouth with her tongue. She swirled her tongue across Rebecca’s, filling Rebecca’s mouth. She occasionally pulled back in order to lick and bite Rebecca’s lips.

       Nora alternated between the two breasts and nipples. As she grew more excited, she bit harder and harder at the nipples. The pain and ecstasy was too much for Rebecca as the older experienced women devoured her. Their hands explored every inch of her until finally an orgasm shook her entire body.

       They laid her down onto the wet grass; Sara continued to eat her pussy and now licked her from asshole to clit. The others undressed quickly. Ms. Pendleton squatted over the beautiful girls face and then lowered her cunt onto Rebecca’s soft mouth. Rebecca started to lick and explore the older woman’s pussy. Nora and Sara switched places while Nancy returned to Rebecca’s breasts. In turn, each licked Rebecca’s soaking pussy until the girl screamed. Moreover, each got a chance to feel the young girls’s tongue in their own cunt.

       Much later Rebecca awoke briefly in her own bed. Certain she had dreamed it all she went back to sleep. Below her in the living room the four women sat and drank coffee. They discussed plans for Rebecca’s enrollment at Sappho College and her work at the Adult Daycare. Ms. Pendleton especially concerned with Rebecca’s first experience with a dildo.        

       Next Chapter – Rebecca goes to community college in a sexy little dress