Chapter 3
When Cathy got to within two blocks of Helga's house, she started crying. She certainly had every reason to weep. Her mother had accused her of doing something bad, when she and her cousin Johnny had only been wrestling. She'd been beaten so badly that she could still feel every mark the leather thong had made, and each one of those marks now felt like a burning arrow pointing straight at her little cunt. To top it all off, her little cunt was itching like crazy as it rhythmically rubbed against the hot seat of her bicycle, and she couldn't let go of the handlebars to scratch it. Her titties hurt, too, from the beating they'd taken. But Cathy's real distress was down between her pumping legs, all through her crotch and all over her behind, all up and down the insides of her thighs and inside and out of the lips of her little cunt. It had been the cruelest thing her mother had ever done to her.
Helga saw her coming. The tall, trim diving instructress was watching for her star pupil from out of her front room window. Helga was dressed in a long white terrycloth robe and was nervously twisting her long blonde hair in her fingers when Cathy pedaled into view. Helga immediately stood up and clutched at her very flat belly, as if she could quiet the butterflies taking off there. Cathy swiftly pedaled her ten speed to a point where Helga could see she was crying, whereupon Helga's knees got all shaky and her hand moved up to clutch at her tit before she hurried toward the back door to meet Cathy.
Cathy let her battered bicycle fall on Helga's driveway and rushed sobbing toward Helga's open arms. They met and embraced on Helga's back stairs, just in front of the pool and its diving boards, and there the older woman tried to comfort the weeping girl.
"Poor baby." Helga hugged her and petted her, deeply inhaled the sweet scent of girlish tears and perspiration and perfume. "What is it she's done to you now?" Helga could deliver her sympathies almost directly in Cathy's sweet ear, since both were almost exactly the same height, and just about the same weight, though Cathy's hips and buttocks were the heavier and Helga had bigger tits. "We'll practice later. Come inside now and tell your teacher all about it."
"Just look what she did to me!" Cathy said through her sobs, and there on the back steps she turned about and spread her legs and lifted the back of her hip length wind breaker.
Helga immediately went down on one knee, as almost anyone would when invited to closely inspect the shapely long legs of a girl who'd won several beauty contests. There on her slim, nubile thighs the faintest, lines of pink were to be seen through her light golden tan, and Helga ran trembling hands over those faint lines and up through Cathy's bathing suited crotch as she spoke: "Poor angel! She beat you savagely! You are still all hot and inflamed! Come inside, right away, and I'll do all I can to make it all better."
"It wasn't my fault!" Cathy sobbed, twisting and turning and spreading her legs wider and lifting her windbreaker higher for more of the touch of those soothing, sympathetic hands on her body.
Helga felt very pleasantly dizzy and unpleasantly frightened as she rose to her feet. She glanced about at the tall fence that ran around her back yard as she bustled Cathy toward the door that led into what once had been the back bedroom. No nasty neighbors or little boys were peeping, but still Helga felt very nervous and frightened until she led Cathy on into her training room and locked the door behind her.
It was a nice little training room, complete with massage table and the same kind of exercise equipment that Helga had been around since she was ten years old. Now she was twenty nine, well past the age of competition, and though she had never lived up to her promise as a diver, she still greatly enjoyed the training of aspiring athletes like Cathy.
She had never had a student quite like Cathy. On the surface, Cathy was simply the most beautiful girl Helga had ever seen in her life. Underneath that, however, Cathy was entirely sweet and innocent, and totally without guile or artifice. She reminded Helga so much of herself when she'd been a few years younger than Cathy's eighteen that she ached to hold her and hug her and touch her even when Cathy wasn't there.
"Now, now, " Helga said, hovering close, "don't try to tell me just yet. First we'll take off your little jacket and put it here, like this. Then I'll help you off with your bathing suit, Cathy dear, and then we'll see to those terrible welts."
"They hurt so bad, " Cathy whimpered, peeling down a shoulder strap and rubbing at the long thin line of pink that ran down to the upper swells of her left tit.
Helga drew Cathy's hand away, saying, "You mustn't rub them and make them all raw. Just hold still, that's a good girl, while I help you off with your wet swimsuit."
It was like peeling down the petals of a rose to find a living, breathing jewel inside. Helga's very pleasant dizziness was there in full force, but her fears were all gone as she lovingly stripped the girl naked, getting down on her knees as she worked the wet satin down over glorious young hips and saucy young buttocks and a perfect young cunt that reeked of virgin's perfume. Helga had to steady herself aganst the massage table in order to stand up, but she was quite strong enough to help Cathy up on the table as they exchanged the warmest of smiles.
Smiles still beamed between them as Helga poured herbal lotion and warmed it between her long, slender hands. Cathy sighed and squirmed on the table as Helga smoothed the lotion over her shoulders and arms and tits.
"This will take the fire out of those nasty old welts, " Helga said, and went back to the bottle for more, and spread the warm, slippery stuff down from Cathy's beautifully developing tits to her very flat belly and onto her smooth, lovely hips.
"I didn't deserve to be whipped at all, " Cathy pouted, and Helga nodded and spread more lotion down Cathy's superbly long legs, and then up between them and all through her very warm crotch, sweetly covered with silky brown hair. Cathy's pout was replaced by a breathless smile by the time Helga slid her long middle Finger up through the lips of her very wet cunt.
"A girl as precious and pretty as you should never be spanked, " Helga said, and covered one of Cathy's tits with her hand as she bent down and touched her lips to Cathy's sweet mouth.
Cathy entwined her arms about Helga's neck and said, "Why didn't I have a mother like you?"
Helga chuckled and kissed her, again and again, all over her beautiful face till Cathy was giggling and squirming most happily, and Helga said, "I like it the way it is with us. Friends have much better times than mothers and daughters do. But come now. Turn over and let me put lotion on your pretty back."
Cathy pulled Helga down for another kiss on her warmly smiling lips and obediently rolled over on the smooth marble table. She was already feeling much better, just as she always did when she was there at Helga's. Diving practice was terrible, for Cathy still had a fear of heights, but it looked like there wouldn't be any diving work done that day, since they were already in the training room. As always, Helga's massaging hands on her body felt wonderful. They eased away all the tension as they worked down her back, and they eased away the last pains from her buttocks and thighs as they spread more lotion there. Down her closely shaven legs they went, relaxing the muscles she'd used on her bicycle, and then up they came again, and Cathy breathlessly waited and then giggled and squirmed all about as Helga playfully slipped one slick finger inside of Cathy's asshole.
"Whoops! I'm so sorry, " Helga laughed. "Now turn over, my darling little diver, and we'll get to work on your pretty little tits."
Cathy's tits weren't so little. They were a double handful for Helga's smoothly working hands. As Helga massaged them and warmly kneaded them, she looked down at Cathy's radiantly smiling face and once again said, "We must keep these lovely tits of yours pressed down, so they won't grow big and fat like mine and ruin your career as a diver."
Cathy reached up with one hand and brushed her knuckles over Helga's large, terrycloth covered tits, and she said with a sigh, "Your tits aren't fat. They're just right, and I wish we could just let mine grow big like they should."
"It won't hurt your career if we help these pretty pink nipples to grow, " said the smiling blonde, pulling and plucking at those perfect pink points while Cathy giggled and squirmed her thighs together and reached inside Helga's robe.
"But I want 'em big all over, just like yours, " Cathy prettily pouted, squeezing and fondling Helga's tits and lifting one of them out through the slit in her robe.
Helga had big, bulbous tits, quite out of proportion to the rest of her very slim body. Her nipples were a shade paler pink than the delicate cones cresting Cathy's much firmer young tits, and both nipples had been just as stiff and hard as could be before Cathy had touched them at all. Cathy lovingly gazed at the tit that she'd freed and continued to toy with its nipple while Helga's hands worked on her nipples and tits. And now Cathy lifted her head and touched her pursed lips to Helga's nipple.
"Naughty girl! You know very well how ticklish I am to your kisses." Helga slid one hand down Cathy's silky torso and slipped one finger within the wonderfully warm, wet lips of her little cunt, making Cathy giggle and squirm and writhe in every direction, as Helga said, "You be careful with your kisses or I'll tickle your little cunt with kisses of mine that will make you giggle yourself half to death. Be a good girl now. My tits are quite big enough and don't need you to pull on them so. Stop that, precious imp, and roll over and let me do your back."
Cathy stuck out her tongue at Helga, waggled it mischievously, and took Helga's terry cloth sash in her hand as she rolled over onto her belly. The robe fell open, Helga left it that way as she playfully scolded the girl and worked her hands down her back toward her glorious asscheeks.
Helga's breath was coming faster and her tits were jiggling and swinging over Cathy's bottom as Helga got her hands all over her there. She squeezed and slapped her protuberant asscheeks and the backs of her long, slim thighs, and she went between her legs to rub her little cunt. She had Cathy squirming and giggling in earnest now, and mashing her tits on the marble as she lifted her gyrating hips in the air for all her young body could get of Helga's swiftly moving hands. When Helga had Cathy turn over again, the girl's eyes were glazed and her lips wore that vapid grin that Helga so loved to see. Woman and girl were both breathing quite deeply as Helga began slowly massaging her finger up and down through the swollen lips of Cathy's cunt.
"You are very wet today, " Helga said. "Why is that? Hm?"
"I don't know, " Cathy murmured, shifting and squirming about, and rubbing her hips with both hands. "Maybe it's all the giggling I did at the house. Maybe it's this humidity. Are you real wet, too?"
Helga shrugged and looked down at herself. Her blonde thatch of pubic hair showed through the open halves of her robe. Much bigger than Cathy's brown nest of silk, Helga's cuntal hair fanned upward and outward from the heavily swollen lips of her steadily throbbing cunt, reaching halfway up to her navel. She lied, saying, "I don't know if I'm wet. And my hands are too busy to see."
Cathy licked her dry lips and got up on one elbow, legs apart, so Helga could continue with her lovely massage. She reached through the tufted blonde hair and found Helga's cuntlips, slipped two fingers inside them and said, "Ooo, you sure are. And your poor little clitty is all swollen up. Do you think my clitty will ever, ever be as big as yours? I mean without, you know, without your super special massage?"
"We wait, and we see, and we work on it, " Helga told her, with the slippery wet ball of her finger directly on Cathy's little clitoris, and with her own big clitoris sending waves of superb excitement through every part of her body each time Cathy's fingers came close to it. Helga stood it for as long as she could before saying, "Don't you think we should have our special massage right now?"
Cathy was up off the table in an instant, and helping Helga off with her robe. Together they sat down on a blue plastic exercise mat, facing each other with their legs extended. Grinning, they moved to meet one another, spreading their legs and merging them, helping each other along with their reaching hands until each pair of slim thighs was clasping the other's body and their cunts were touching closely. Helga nestled their cunts closer still by pulling at Cathy's legs. Each of them lay half on her side, smiling warmly, and each had the long, lovely leg of the other to pull upward on as their special massage began.
Helga and Cathy shoved and squirmed and wriggled their cunts together. They pulled on each other's leg as their cuntlips pushed outward and their vulvas very warmly and wetly kissed. Cathy was giggling and panting and her high set tits were all ajiggle with her efforts. Helga was stifling her gasping, and her bigger, softer tits were dancing about on her chest.
"Come on!" Cathy said, pulling hard at Helga's leg and pushing hard with her hot little cunt. "Let's make it a really good one! Don't quit on me yet!"
"Darling, I'll try to stay with you!" Helga panted back, already breaking out in a sweat and moving her cunt just as fast as she could against that loveliest girl in the world. "I'll try, but I don't know! Oh! OH, CATHY! OH H H H H!"
Cathy grimly hung on and kept squirming and thrusting, disappointed with Helga's lack of stamina, but determined to make the most of this special exercise. She felt sorry for poor old Helga, over the hill as an athlete, but still a very good looking woman. Helga was trying valiantly hard to keep on with the exercise. She was clawing at Cathy's leg and still thrusting with her extremely warm, wet, good feeling cunt, but she was gasping and sinking fast on the mat. "Come on! Come on!"
Cathy said in encouragement, thrusting harder herself and finally pushing Helga right off the mat before she let up and jumped up to loose some of her excess energy on the other equipment around her.
Helga lay back watching her protege pedaling the exercycle. Helga's orgasm had come on her very quickly, and. it had been a magnificent one. Cathy's body was magnificent, too, especially her tits, of late. They were already far too big for her to compete as a swimmer, but there was surely a grand career somewhere for a girl like her. Perhaps that career might be as a diving instructress's assistant. More probably as a Las Vegas showgirl. Helga's cunt started softly throbbing and pulsing again as, still watching the happily smiling girl, she crawled back to the center of the mat and got up on her hands and knees.
"All right, " Helga called, from over her shoulder. "Try me again, if you dare."
Cathy jumped from the exercycle and skipped toward the mat and the slim, heart shaped buttocks that faced her. This part of her training program had been introduced by Helga as Double Isometrics. Helga had later explained it was a form of Swedish Wrestling. Now she and Helga called it their special exercise, but whatever its name was, Cathy enjoyed it a lot. She got down on her hands and knees with her back toward Helga's, and backed up until their asscheeks were warmly nestled against each other's and each of them had one leg between the legs of the other.
Helga laid her hand on Cathy's ankle, and Cathy grasped Helga's ankle. They jostled about, squirming and settling their buttocks together very closely. Then Helga said, "Begin!"
They pushed their athletically firm asses together just as hard as they could. Each of them slowly turned in a different direction, still pushing hard, until their open crotches were merged and their slippery wet cunts met again. As always, Helga's first orgasm with Cathy had come very quickly. Now, with their fuck holes merged closely together, she was already starting to cum again. She pulled on Cathy's leg and squirmed her cunt against Cathy's in a frenzy of fast rising pleasure. Cathy's hot cunt still moved faster than hers.
"I'm going to get you again! I'm going to push you right off the mat!" Cathy said, churning her hips and pushing hard with her soft little cunt.
"No! I won't let you! Oh, darling! Oh, OH, OH H H H, YOU'RE SO WONDERFULLY STRONG TODAY!" Helga answered, pushing and squirming as much as this orgasm would permit her, and once again being shoved off the mat by Cathy's hot little cunt.
"Two in a row!" Cathy exulted, and .disen-tangled her legs from Helga's and rolled over on the mat and started doing sit ups. "I bet I could beat you twenty times in a row at Swedish Wrestling today."
"You'll not beat me again today, " said Helga, still tingling all over with wonderful orgasm as she pushed herself back on the mat again.
Helga hadn't yet reached its center when Cathy threw her open crotch against Helga's and started cunt fucking her again. Woman and girl were both sweating now, and their entire crotches were very wet. And Helga was still feeling waves of orgasmic delight flowing through her even as Cathy's squirming cunt started working hers over again. All she could do was lie there and wriggle her cunt against Cathy's as Cathy cunt fucked her off the mat for the third time in a row. That orgasm left Helga so wonderfully weak that she lay there and let it tingle while Cathy jumped up and began with the reducing massager.
It was one of those thing where a four inch wide belt fits across the buttocks of the user and vibrates and shakes very vigorously. Cathy's lower asscheeks and tits and all of her was quivering and quaking as she stuck out her tongue at Helga and said, "Three times in a row I beat you!"
"I wasn't ready that time, " Helga said, and crawled over to Cathy on her hands and knees.
"Now, don't! Don't!" said Cathy, and slapped at the hand that reached up toward her rapidly jiggling crotch.
"I'll teach you to start wrestling before I'm ready, " said Helga, laughing and slipping her fingers all through Cathy's vibrating crotch.
She played with her clitoris and rubbed her fat cuntlips, slipped the tip of her finger inside Cathy's vagina and pushed one finger deep in her asshole again, and Cathy helplessly squealed and giggled, squeezing her jiggling tits and threatening to turn off the machine.
It was Helga who finally turned it off. By then Cathy's entire body was gleaming with deliciously fragrant perspiration.
"Again! One more time! Face to face!" Helga said, and unhooked the massaging belt and pulled Cathy down with her on the mat.
Panting and sweating, they quickly positioned their cunts together and grapevined their legs to hold them right there. Beautiful Cathy was underneath Helga and already shoving fast and hard with her cunt as Helga got her clit against Cathy's and started humping and fucking the girl.
Though Helga's orgasm was already dazzling her, she said, "Come on, angel girl! You must do better than that if you want your clitty to grow big like mine "I'll beat you again! Ohhhh, I'll beat you!" said Cathy, pistoning hard and fast with her hips, mashing and squirming her tits against Helga's, and secretly enjoying this part of their exercise session much more than she knew she should.
They rolled all about on the mat, naked bodies all slick with sweat and straining and pumping hard together. Orgasm after orgasm crashed and flowed through Helga's body as Cathy's little clit rubbed hard and fast against hers. Her hands clutched and grabbed at all the naked girlflesh that they could. She got herself drunk on the smell of her pupil's perfume. Her orgasms were one big dazzling glow of supreme pleasure and she lost her grip on Cathy's legs and lay on her back, gasping and panting and cumming tremendously while Cathy cunt fucked her in a frenzied and wonderful fashion.
"Got you again!" Cathy said, and rolled out from between Helga's legs and got up on her shoulders and elbows and started bike pedaling her legs in the air.
Although Helga was in superb condition, she was close to a state of delicious exhaustion by then. Cathy's buttocks gave her new strength to move. Cathy's ass cheeks were squirming together as she pedaled her very long legs through the air. Helga's hot gaze was fixed on those gleaming ass cheeks as she crawled over behind Cathy.
"Don't you dare super special exercise me now!" Cathy threatened, still pedaling with her legs.
"I've got to best you at least once today, " said Helga, and opened Cathy's legs and buried her face in Cathy's hot wet crotch.
Cathy's hands behind her back still held up her hips. They were in perfect position, and it was like having the girl's cunt served on a platter to Helga. She foraged voraciously through it with her hotly kissing mouth and flashing tongue, lapping up succulent sweetness while Cathy wailed and squealed and giggled. She made her way to Cathy's clitoris and sucked and lapped it simultaneously while Cathy begged her to stop.
"Helga, don't! Ooo o o o, that tickles so much I can't stand it! Oooooo, Helga, stop it or I'll wet myself! Eeeek! Uh! Uh! Uh! Don't, or my clitty will get so big it'll just explode! Oh, Helga! Oh, Helga! Oh, OH H HH, OHHHHHHHHH!"
Cathy's cunt was pushing and shoving and squirming against Helga's as Helga lowered the girl's hips to the mat. Helga's mouth was kissing and sucking and licking and getting all it could of Cathy's delectably hot, wet cunt all the way down. There on her back on the mat, Cathy was murmuring moans and twitching all over her body while Helga knelt and placed the last of her kisses on Cathy's clitoris. Then she crawled up and nestled in Cathy's arms, panting and cumming along with the girl.
"You sucked too hard, " Cathy said. "You can't make my clitty get as big as yours in just one day."
Helga nuzzled her cunty wet lips all around Cathy's radiantly beautiful young face, murmuring, "But I must try. You may not be my pupil forever, and while you're with me, I must try to develop you in every way there is."
"Oooo. Ooooo, " said Cathy, clasping her shivering body closer to that of her teacher's. "Mother would really be mad if she found out what we did here today. I know how important our special exercises are, but she still thinks I ought to be diving all the time I'm here. You won't tell her, will you?"
"Darling, I'd never tell, " Helga said, and settled down at the side of her protegee to take a nap with her.