Chapter 8
One year later, more or less, Jenny returned to the mansion, not as a guest, but as its new owner and master.
In the intervening year since the summer of her initiation into sex, Jenny had learned a great deal about herself and others.
She had reached the stage where she was ready to teach as well as learn. Cherry, the school classmate who was her best friend, was now her pupil.
Jenny was instructing Cherry on the wide expanse of the massive antique bed once owned by the late Uncle Walter.
The girls were dressed for the warm weather. Soon they would be undressed for the torrid sexual weather on the big bed.
Jenny has already been described. Not too many changes had taken place in her, in the twelve months since the summer of her defloration.
One difference was that she no longer wore her hair in braids or ponytail. Now her hair was cut in what she felt was a more grownup fashion.
Her hair, as fine, golden, and silken as ever, was parted in the middle of her scalp, its ends falling to her shoulders.
She wore no make-up, since she frankly found it a bother to put on the stuff, and since her natural loveliness hardly needed the artificial allure of cosmetics.
It was a warm summer day. Jenny and Cherry were kissing on the bed, and both of them still had their clothes on ... but not for long.
Some subtle changes had taken place in Jenny. Some of her babyfat had melted away, making her fair face more sculpted.
She had filled out a bit, growing one inch in height, and adding some inches of luscious roundness to her bosom and bottom.
The real changes had taken place inside her, psychologically. There was nothing like inheriting a few million dollars to give a girl some new ideas.
Jenny was now a millionaire-or millionairess, actually.
Uncle Walter was dead. He died in cold December, having quietly passed away in his sleep. They found him the next morning with a smile on his face.
But there was nothing quiet about the reaction of his relatives, his kith and kin, when they were assembled in the office of his lawyer for the reading of the will.
Anticipatory smiles were transformed into frowns of dismay and stunned surprise, when the will was read and it was revealed that Uncle Walter had bequeathed the vast bulk of his estate to none other than Jenny.
No one could have been more surprised than Jenny herself. She had been well taken care of by her uncle, but never had he hinted at anything like this!
So it was that young Jenny, last year at this time a guest in the mansion, was now the teen mistress of the mansion, the estate, the servants, and the millions.
Aunt Gloria was her guardian, and the woman and the girl were just starting to feel out the dimensions of their new life together.
To celebrate her new status, Jenny had taken a new little lover-Cherry.
Cherry had always been her best friend, back when Jenny was penniless. Now, of course, there was no lack of new candidates, seeking Jenny's favor.
But basically she only trusted old friends like Cherry, who had liked her for herself and not for her newfound wealth.
Cherry was some six months older than Jenny. Even though Jenny had filled out some since last year, Cherry was still much more nubile.
Cherry was five and a half feet tall, some few inches shorter than Jenny. She had a round smiling face with strong features.
Where Jenny had fair, golden hair and soft pink skin, Cherry had a mass of black curly hair which fell to the middle of her back.
Now, that hair was piled up at the top of her head, pinned into place so as to keep the youngster cool in summer's heat.
Cherry wore a one-piece pale orange sleeveless dress. Her eyebrows were dark and arched, while her hazel eyes had thick, luxurious lashes.
She had a Roman nose and a red, wide-lipped, steamily sensual mouth which Jenny knew how to put to good use, and had, often.
Cherry was half-Italian, on her mother's side, and her ancestry showed itself in the golden glowing olive tones of her smooth skin.
It also showed in the black coloring of her thick curly hair, and in the ripeness of her body, since despite her tender age, Cherry was quite well endowed, and then some.
In the year which had passed, Jenny's breasts had ripened from plum-sized little mounds, to rounded globes the size and shape of apples.
This day, Jenny wore a pale pink short-sleeved shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. Her sandals lay on the floor at the bedside.
Although Cherry was older and more lushly endowed, it was Jenny who was the dominant partner in their relationship.
Indeed, it was Jenny who had seduced her best friend into lesbianism, over a campaign of seduction which had taken the better part of the fall season to reach fruition. And now Cherry was her lover, and had been since late November.
The girls lay on the bed, whose sheets and blankets were pulled down, so that only the mattress cover remained.
Cherry lay on her back, while Jenny lay on top of her. The girls were face to face, front to front, with open mouths locked together.
Jenny's pink lips were glued to Cherry's wide lips, lips as ripely red as the fruit which is her namesake.
Jenny's braless breasts nuzzled the larger, rounder bosom of Cherry. Cherry's legs were spread, while Jenny's longer, thinner legs lay pressed together between them.
As they kissed, Jenny pressed her crotch against that of Cherry, and rubbed it into the sex of her partner, steaming her up.
Cherry's mouth was hot, wet, sweet. Her tongue was wider and fatter than Jenny's pink pointed tongue, which licked and twined about it.
Cherry was quite warm, both from the heat of the summer day, and from the sexual heat which simmered and steamed in her from Jenny's kisses and caresses.
Jenny eased up off the girl and knelt on the bed, legs folded under her, her khaki shorts pulled taut across her backside.
Cherry's eyes smoldered as she sat up in bed. Wet circles of dampness sweated under her arms, and the back of her pastel orange dress was damp.
But that dress would not be on her for long-even as she sat up, Jenny was taking hold of it, tugging the hem upward.
Cherry giggled, "So early in the day?"
"Never too early for love," Jenny said. "Lift your bottom so I can take off your dress."
Cherry pressed her palms down into the mattress and raised her ripe buttocks from the bed, while Jenny tugged the hem of the skirt up to her waist.
Cherry's wide golden hips were covered by the lacy black triangle of the panties she wore, black lace panties which were stretched tight across her wide hips and formed a narrow black triangle across her crotch.
The panties were low, and pressed tightly against Cherry's arched pubic mound. The top of her thick bush showed over the waistband.
Cherry lifted her arms over her head while Jenny pulled the dress off her and tossed it casually to the floor.
Cherry wore a black bra. She wore the bra because her breasts were of a shape and fullness such that it was uncomfortable for her to go too long without the support of a bra cupping and raising those heavy breasts.
If Jenny's breasts most resembled the size and shape of apples, then Cherry's breasts were grapefruits, round and abundant.
Cherry had matured sexually at a very early age, so that by the time she was twelve, her pussy was heavily bushed and her breasts were ripely rounded.
In the years since, she had only gotten more nubile and voluptuous. It made an interesting and exciting sexual contrast, between the womanly lushness of her body, and the girlish roundness of her oval face.
The black bra was perhaps a size too small, since the lacy cups cut into the mounds of her breasts and plumped up her already plump bosom.
Jutting against the lacy bra cups were the buttons of her nipples, pressed flat by the tightness of the bra.
Cherry reached behind her back to take off her bra, causing her breasts to ripely jiggle. The bra was unhooked and removed.
Her heavy breasts tumbled free, the aroused nipples swelling and stiffening. Her nipples and the surrounding aureoles were a dark shade of pinkish brown.
The stiff nipples throbbed on the tips of her breasts. Cherry whisperingly urged Jenny to take off her clothes, too.
Jenny needed no second urging. She pulled off her pink shirt. She was braless, and her round pert breasts showed stiff pink nipples.
Kneeling on the bed with her long legs folded under her, Jenny leaned forward so that she touched the tips of her breasts to Cherry's nipples.
The girls giggled and squirmed from the heated sensation of having their breasts rub together and touch.
Presently Jenny rose up so she could take off her shorts and panties. Cherry pulled off her own panties, their cotton crotch damp with vaginal secretions.
Cherry had a thick black bush and wide pussy lips. Jenny took off her panties, displaying the fleecy blonde bush of her thin-lipped pussy.
Naked and glowing, the youngsters embraced, pressing their fronts together, with Jenny's firm round breasts nuzzling Cherry's fuller, heavier set.
Kisses were exchanged, not only mouth to mouth, but all over as well. Jenny put Cherry down on her back so that she could graze on the brunette's bosom.
Cherry's nipples were throbbing pebbles of dark brown flesh. Jenny took a nipple between her lips while Cherry caressed her between the legs.
Cherry's fingers writhed over Jenny's pussy lips, pulling heat into them. Warm wetness oozed within Jenny's slit.
Jenny nibbled on the nipple between her lips. She sucked first one nipple, then the other, so that both stiff points shone with her saliva.
Jenny took hold of Cherry's breasts, one in each hand. Pressing the fleshy mounds together, she pushed the nipples so that they jutted side by side.
Jenny stuffed both nipples in her mouth at the same time, stretching it at the corners and sucking the throbbing points simultaneously.
This treatment made Cherry even steamier inside her slit, which now dripped with the thick secretions of sexual arousal.
Cherry moaned and gasped for Jenny to take her and end the sizzling erotic torment which seethed and steamed within her.
Jenny lifted her mouth from Cherry's breasts. Smiling softly, she slid her long legs off the bed, stood up, and crossed the room to the dresser.
"Play with yourself until I get back," she told Cherry. "I want you to be all wet and juicy for me when I take you."
"Ummmmm, I'm that way already," Cherry moaned. She sat up in bed with her thick thighs open and her hand between her legs.
She stroked her pussy with long delicious strokes. From time to time the pussy lips were pulled apart, exposing her dripping membranes.
Jenny stood naked at the open drawer, rummaging through it until she found what she wanted-a dildo.
Smiling with wicked anticipation, she turned and showed it to Cherry.
Jenny said, "Aunt Gloria won't mind if I make good use of one of her toys!"
"Oh, Jenny, aren't we going to make love?"
"Later-but first I'm going to fuck you with this, Cherry, so you'll really be all wet and ready for me!"
Jenny handled the dildo, which was long, thick, and made from flexible black plastic, with straps attached to its base.
The girl had had it used on her enough times by Aunt Gloria to know how to put it on, and so she did, quickly and rapidly.
The dildo looked doubly obscene when it was in position. With her long lean form, her narrow torso, lean hips, and long legs, Jenny had a certain boyish look to her physique, although it was not as boyish as it had been a year ago, since time had added delicious nubile roundnesses to her bosom and bottom.
The dildo itself jutted like a black handle from her hips. It twitched and bobbed as she padded barefoot back to the bed.
"Get on your hands and knees, Cherry."
Cherry obeyed. Jenny had her love-partner position herself so that she knelt with her bottom at the edge of the bed.
Cherry looked over her shoulder at Jenny, her eyes bright and shining with sweet anticipation. Jenny had initiated her into a world of delight.
Jenny put her caressing hands between Cherry's kneeling thighs, having Cherry move her knees wider apart, opening up her pussy to the dildo.
She caressed Cherry's thighs as she did so, her fingers stroking that smooth flesh. She reached for Cherry's pussy.
Cherry's pussy lips were full and fleshy, warm and softly yielding. Pussy flesh rippled under the stroking caresses of Jenny's fingers.
Jenny fondled Cherry. Cherry's face glowed with passion. Her wide-lipped mouth was open and moaning. She rocked her hips.
Jenny put two of her fingers together and pressed them against the junction of Cherry's labia, and slipped the fingers into the girl.
Steamy heat and thick juices met her touch. Membranes quivered and stretched as Jenny, holding her fingers together, slid them into Cherry.
Cherry moaned as her pussy was stretched. Jenny put the fingers in up to the knuckles, then worked them back and forth, in and out.
Cherry responded to the finger-fucking, rocking her hips back and forth. Jenny shoved the fingers in and out.
Juices drooled from the wide warm lips of Cherry's pussy, smearing on the labia. Of course, Jenny's fingers were coated with the stuff.
Cherry moaned and chewed the inside of her cheek in an excess of passion.
Jenny took her dripping fingers out of Cherry. "I was going to grease up your pussy, Cherry, but I don't have to, not as wet as you are!"
Jenny stood at the bedside, facing Cherry's backside. Cherry was possessed of a truly splendid ass, a pair of round golden globes deeply cleft.
Quivering under those mounds of flesh was Cherry's pussy, the lips of which glowed red and warm under the sticky coating of smeared juices.
Jenny put her hand to her mouth, oozed saliva on it, and then rubbed it on the head of the dildo, which was aimed at Cherry's succulent slit.
Jenny gripped the dildo below the rim of its head and pressed it to the pussy lips, parting them and prying them open.
Seashell-pink and shining membranes were exposed when the pussy lips were parted.
Jenny pressed the dildo head into Cherry. Cherry's membranes were stretched by the thickness of the head.
Her own head jerked up, curly hair bobbing and tossing around her gasping face. Jenny smiled as she eased the dildo into Cherry.
The dildo vibrated like a tuning fork, thanks to the quivering convulsions of Cherry's heaving, slippery membranes.
The dildo was thick and tight in Cherry, but Cherry was very wet inside, and her natural oils oozed even more heavily as she was penetrated.
Jenny put the dildo deep enough in Cherry not to be dislodged. She took hold of Cherry's wide hips, their flesh smooth as butter.
Jenny pushed her hips forward, sliding the dildo into Cherry.
Cherry oohed and aahed, squealing and gasping as inch after inch of the dildo was pushed into her steamy pit of passion.
One final thrust, and the dildo lodged home, clutched in a steamy sheath of slippery pussy membranes which gripped it tightly.
Jenny rocked back and forth, her own cupcake buttocks tightly clenched as she drove the dildo in and out, back and forth.
As the heat of the fucking mounted, Jenny reached around Cherry's hips. Cherry's thick black bush was damp with sweat.
Jenny pressed her fingertips against Cherry's clitoris, which was a marble of throbbing flesh. She caressed it while thrusting the dildo.
This combination-of fucking Cherry's sweet succulent hole with the stiff dildo, while simultaneously fingering her clitoris until it seethed with sexual fire, soon brought Cherry to a shrieking climax.
As Cherry orgasmed, Jenny put the dildo deep inside her and kept it there, holstered in a mass of quivering pussy membranes.
Her fingertips, dripping with Cherry's natural juices, pressed on the clitoris which pulsed like a tiny beating heart. Cherry shook as though powered and driven by an internal engine. Her stiff-nippled heavy breasts shook and shivered.
Cherry's pussy went into erotic convulsions as she climaxed. Her membranes clamped down on the dildo and squeezed it.
Through the rod of the dildo, Jenny felt those internal convulsions.
Cherry gave out a final squealing gasp as the fury of her orgasm shuddered through her. Then, sighing heavily, she collapsed on the bed.
Her sweaty forehead pressed the mattress. Her wide-lipped mouth gaped open, sucking in great whistling breaths of air.
Jenny herself was sweating from the erotic activity. She stood at the bedside for a moment, the dildo planted deep in Cherry.
But Jenny could not wait too long, not with her own lust steaming internally. She pulled back her hips and withdrew the dildo.
She unstrapped the harness which held the artificial penis to her slim hips and tossed it off. She took hold of Cherry.
She rolled Cherry on her back. Cherry lay on the bed, legs slightly parted, bush damp, pussy lips shining with secretions.
A shining coat of sweat covered her flesh, leaving damp blotches on the sheets. Her eyes were cloudy and luminous with desire.
Jenny mounted the bed, climbing up at the bed's head and kneeling on either side of Cherry's head, squatting over Cherry's face.
Cherry's thick eyelashes flickered. She looked up at the narrow, thin-lipped pussy poised over her heated face.
Cherry opened her mouth so that it gaped wide. Jenny squatted down on her face, pressing her pussy against the brunette's wide lips.
Jenny's pussy sizzled against the lapping, licking, kissing mouth. She leaned far forward, rubbing her pussy on Cherry's wide face, further smearing it with juices. She spread Cherry's thighs, which were sticky with sweat.
Cherry was prepared for her now. The brunette's black bush hairs were glossy and shining like the pelt of an otter.
A rich aroma of musky sex rose up from the pussy. Jenny pressed her face against Cherry's crotch and passionately kissed the pussy lips.
Cherry moaned. Rocking her hips, she rubbed her pussy up against Jenny's mouth. Jenny laid her tongue on the sizzling pussy lips.
She pushed her tongue into the pussy, penetrating it.
The duo of luscious youngsters was locked together in oral love, mouth to crotch.
Cherry was perfectly prepared for Jenny's taste. The dildo fucking had left Cherry's pussy awash in rich secretions.
The thick taste of Cherry's juices tingled on Jenny's thrusting tongue. Jenny's lips pressed the spread pussy lips of the slit she tongued.
Needless to say, Cherry was hardly idle at this time, although she still panted breathlessly from the effects of the first orgasm.
Her wide lips caressed Jenny's delicate, delicious pussy lips. Her fat tongue lanced up inside Jenny and licked the inside of her slit.
Jenny squirmed on the face of her lover, rocking her hips forward, sideways, and backward, smearing it with juices.
Jenny wrapped her tongue around the marble of Cherry's clitoris. Squeals of breathless pleasure shivered through the brunette.
Cherry's head was bracketed by Jenny's taut thighs, pink thighs which were slippery with sweat where they clutched Cherry's face.
Jenny rocked back and forth as her clitoris was tongued. Her own tongue lapped and licked and whipped across the clitoris.
Cherry was already sensitized by her earlier orgasm, so it took only a few heated passes of Jenny's skilled lapping tongue to make her come again.
Cherry writhed in orgasm. Jenny stood on her knees, taking her dripping pussy off Cherry's gasping mouth so Cherry could breathe.
But when Cherry had reached her climax, Jenny impatiently put the brunette's mouth back to work on her own pleasure.
With lustful frenzy Cherry orally adored Jenny's pussy. She pressed her tongue tip to the clitoris and licked it until the root of her tongue ached.
Jenny came.
She pressed her thighs against Cherry's face, and ground her climaxing pussy against Cherry's mouth.
Later, the two teen girls lay side by side, face to face. They lay on their sides, facing each other, exchanging lazy kisses and caresses.
Jenny pressed her pink face to Cherry's lush breasts. A girl could get lost in those mounds of delicious bosom flesh.
Jenny nuzzled the mounds of flesh. Sweat, beaded up on the globes, smeared on Jenny's face, while stiff nipples throbbed against her mouth.
Jenny took a nipple into her mouth and sucked. Cherry, murmuring happily, caressed Jenny's smooth slim shoulders and silken hair.
Jenny pressed her thighs on her pussy, which tingled with sensation. She felt dreamy and lazy, brimming with electric afterglow.
Afterglow filled her like helium fills a balloon, so she felt like she was floating on the bed.
She and Cherry swapped kisses. Jenny moved her mouth close to Cherry's ear, and whispered into it, her warm breath tingling on Cherry's ear.
Jenny whispered about what she had planned for their entertainment tonight. Cherry squirmed with arousal as Jenny spoke.
Cherry's nipples throbbed heavily and her pussy lips quivered. Jenny teasingly licked the inside of Cherry's ear, really making her squirm.
Cherry could have gone for another bout of oral sex, indeed would have, but Jenny teasingly slipped out of her lover's embrace.
"Save that for tonight!" Jenny laughed.