Chapter 9
Within a month both students and faculty at Heavenly Hills had settled into a routine. Mrs. Jones proved her merit by bringing order to the west wing, and Miss Mellon and Miss Carter gained invaluable experience in handling young girls. Harold let them make mistakes without correcting them, believing they would profit from the experience, and he was generally correct.
Melody buried herself in her work, and for a while was completely oblivious to what was going on around her. The most painful time for Melody was late in the evening when the day's work was finished and her mind was at last free to dwell on her own problems. She followed Ralph's suggestion and read everything she could get on sexual psychology and behavioral patterns. But in her mind it all became a confused mess.
Then suddenly one afternoon she saw Sylvia Southwood sneaking along the corridor toward the stairs, and Melody followed her. She saw the young girl knock at the headmaster's study and enter silently. Melody listened quietly at the door for a moment, but all she could make out were muffled voices. Sylvia didn't come back downstairs until an hour and a half later, and Melody didn't need more than a glance at the child's contented face to know what she had been doing. Melody had seen that look on a girl's face too many times at swinging parties to mistake its meaning.
Her mind tuned into the realities around her, Melody began watching Mrs. Waller. And it wasn't long before Melody was certain that Cathy Abbott was having an affair with the older woman. Melody felt little reaction to her knowledge of what was going on between Sylvia and Harold Stone, but Cathy intrigued her. Her mind pictured the things they might be doing to each other's bodies, and she wondered how Cathy felt about it.
Melody did not notice her husband's affair with eleven-year-old Margie, because she was fascinated by Mrs. Waller's conquest of the beautiful young girl with the Irish face and full-blown body. Finally, Melody had to force her mind back to her work as the monthly examination period approached. She began helping some of the slower students with their studies and preparing her class exams.
"Did you hear about Cary Waller?" Ralph asked as he finished the tuna casserole Melody had prepared for supper.
"No, what?" she asked suspiciously.
"She's had fainting spells lately and the doctor ordered her into the hospital for a thorough checkup. She left today."
"Do they think it's serious?"
"They don't know. The doctor suspects it might be hypertension. If so, she'll need a complete rest."
"Who will take her place here?"
"Temporarily, Harold has brought in a post graduate student from the university. He'll fill in days for her for a couple of weeks. The girls in her wing are well-behaved, so Harold probably won't have to do anything about night supervision until we know if it's serious. He told me the doctor said Cary could be back on the job by the end of next week. Just depends on what the tests show. Harold also asked me to have you take a peek in Cary's wing every night. Maybe several times, just to keep the girls on their toes."
"Okay. I certainly hope she's all right."
Melody cleared the table and washed the dishes while Ralph went down to give his nightly assistance to slow students. She knew from experience he would be gone for an hour or more, and decided to make her first check of Cary's wing.
She walked down the hall slowly, glancing into the rooms. The girls were studying, talking, reading magazines or listening to the radio. Several stopped her and asked how Mrs. Waller was, and Melody told them she would give them a report the minute she knew anything at all.
She found the last door on the hall closed, and she heard the sounds of soft sobbing inside the room. Melody had no idea whose room it was and decided to see if she could help. She knocked softly and then opened the door.
"Why, Cathy, what's the matter?" Melody stepped quickly into the room and closed the door. The young child was stretched out on her bed in nothing but a sheer pair of panties and a bra. Her young face was red and tear-stained, and her gorgeous auburn hair was a mess of tangles.
"Oh, hello, Mrs. Martin," Cathy sniffled as she made a small effort to dry her eyes. "Nothing ... really, nothing."
Melody laughed and walked over to sit in the chair by the table that served as Cathy's study desk. "Girls cry, I know, but there's always a reason. If I'm being nosy, just say so. But I might be able to help."
"I'm just terribly depressed, that's all."
"Is it your schoolwork, the coming exams?"
"Partly, I guess. I'm not very bright and quick like some of the others, and I've been having trouble."
"Is your teacher helping you?"
"No."
"How about your roommate? Where is your roommate, by the way?"
"I don't have one. Mrs. Waller has been sleeping with me, but now she's sick. I pray she'll be all right. I love her so."
"I'm sure she will," Melody said reassuringly, realizing for the first time since she entered the room that this was the girl who was having the affair with Cary Waller.
"She's also been helping me with my studies," Cathy sobbed, "and now the exams are coming."
"Don't be frightened of examinations, Cathy," Melody said, crossing the small room to sit beside the young girl on the edge of the bed. "If you've studied well, the exams will be easy. They're just a review of what you've had all month. Maybe I can help you."
"Would you?" Cathy replied, brightening noticeably. "I mean, if you could...."
"Of course I will, Cathy. Come on, let's take a look at what you've been studying."
Cathy jumped up and bounced over to the study table and began showing Melody what she had been studying. Together they worked on Cathy's math until Melody felt she knew it well enough to pass the first exam in the morning. Then Melody began reading a list of questions on history and Cathy supplied the answers. Melody had to correct and help the child several times, but soon Cathy was displaying a basic knowledge of her history text.
During all of this, Melody was acutely aware of the lovely child's body. She couldn't help but think that Cathy would be the hit of any swinging party with her voluptuous figure. Those gorgeous boobs, so full and pointed for a child of her age. And her legs!
"Feel better now, Cathy?" Melody asked, forcing these thoughts from her mind.
"Oh yes! I was worried that I would get bad marks and let Mrs. Waller down. She's been so good to me."
"I'm sure she'll be proud of you, Cathy. Does Mrs. Waller sleep here every night?"
"Yes. I'm afraid to be alone, and she sleeps with me. I guess it's all right to tell you, but we don't want the other girls to know. They'd be jealous, you know."
"You can tell me anything, Cathy. I'm your friend, and whatever you tell me will be between us alone." Melody couldn't help it, her curiosity was killing her. "You said you love Mrs. Waller, Cathy. Does she love you?"
"Oh yes! We love each other."
"And what do you do to each other?"
"We love each other, the way two girls who are in love do."
"Every night?"
"Almost every night, Mrs. Martin. It's so wonderful!"
"Tell me what you do," Melody said, her breath catching in her throat as her eyes again fixed on the beautiful child's body.
"Oh you know, we kiss and play with each other."
"Kiss on the mouth?"
"There and all over. Don't you know how two girls love each other, Mrs. Martin?"
"No, Cathy, I guess I don't. Is it nice?" Melody couldn't understand why the blood was pounding in her ears, or why she kept this conversation up. But she couldn't seem to stop. She knew she should leave, but she couldn't bring herself to go.
"About the most fun there is, I suppose. Gee, Mrs. Martin, you're so pretty! I wish you were my teacher."
"And I wish you were my pupil, Cathy. You're a beautiful girl. Mrs. Waller is very lucky to have such a lovely friend."
"Mrs. Martin," Cathy said, standing and walking over to where Melody was standing, "do you think you could spend the night with me? I get so terribly lonely when I'm all by myself."
Melody felt her pulse quicken and her heart constrict for a moment as she gazed up into the pale green eyes of the lovely child standing beside her. She was particularly aware of the girl's full breast poised just inches from her face. Melody knew what the invitation meant, and it excited her. She had been studying all about this, but she wasn't sure where she stood. Could she risk putting herself to a test? Besides, perhaps the child was simply lonely and needed company for the night. Maybe Melody was reading things into this which didn't exist.
"I ... I think I could, Cathy. Yes, I will. I'll have to go to my room and leave a note and pick up my things."
"Oh, super!" Cathy exclaimed, placing her hand on Melody's shoulder and squeezing in a very affectionate manner.
"I'll be back in fifteen minutes. Meanwhile, you make ready for bed."
Doubts assailed Melody all the way back to her apartment, and several times she turned to go back and tell Cathy she couldn't spend the night with her. But she knew that breaking her word to the girl would be very bad in the child's emotional state. She wrote Ralph a note, "Spending the night in Mrs. Waller's wing to keep the peace. See you in the morning." She placed the note on top of the table in the hall and picked up a nightgown and toothbrush and left the apartment quickly before she lost her nerve.
She checked the hall carefully, noting that all of the girls had their doors closed, before she slipped into Cathy's room. Melody chided herself for being so secretive. After all, she was simply spending the night with a lonely child.
When Melody entered the room, Cathy flew at her and threw her arms around her neck.
"Oh, I was so afraid you'd change your mind, Mrs. Martin," she said breathlessly, planting a moist little kiss on Melody's cheek.
"Call me Melody, Cathy. We're friends, aren't we?"
Melody had to bite her lip to keep from exclaiming out loud when she realized that Cathy was stark naked! Her little body was so tender and white, and those luscious nipples which capped her full breasts!
"Do you sleep nude, Cathy?"
"Of course. Mrs. Waller says it's unhealthy to sleep with clothes on. Besides, your body feels so much more natural in the nude. Don't you sleep naked, Melody?"
"I ... uh, I...." Melody stuttered at a loss for words.
"And I love your name," Cathy continued in the nonstop exuberance of youth. "Melody; it's so beautiful! I wish my name was Melody."
"Cathy is a pretty name, too. Now get ready for bed, young lady."
Cathy bounced into the bathroom to brush her teeth, and Melody stood by the bed for a long moment. What had she gotten herself into? Was she supposed to climb into bed naked with this child? Melody had been a swinger far too long to hold any false modesty about nudity, but with this child? Or was she still creating something that wasn't there? Was she making it a big scene when it was actually as innocent as could be? Melody shrugged her shoulders and began undressing. She was down to her panties and bra by the time Cathy came bouncing back into the room. She looked at the young naked child and saw her heavy boobs bounce playfully against her chest and felt a tiny spark touch her skin.
"Here, let me help you with your bra," Cathy said, coming up behind Melody and working the catch with her small fingers. "I'm dying to see your breasts. They look so beautiful. Mrs. Waller says I have lovely breasts. By the way, Melody, do you like the inside or outside of the bed?"
"What ... whatever you're used to, Cathy," Melody said, her mind reeling as she felt the child touch her skin.
"Mrs. Waller likes the outside, so I'll let you have that if you want."
Cathy jumped on the bed and rolled over playfully, her lovely young cunt fully exposed to Melody's fixed stare for a long moment. Melody thought the tuft of red hair and the red fuzz covering the thin pink lips was precious. She smiled and turned to go to the bathroom.
Melody took a long time brushing her teeth and removing her makeup. Her mind was a battlefield of mixed emotions, and she felt terribly guilty for the thoughts she harbored about this gorgeous child. Finally, when she knew she could stall no longer, Melody turned out the bathroom light and walked into the room.
"Oh, you have a gorgeous body, Melody!" Cathy exclaimed. She was tucked under the blanket like a kitten, with just her chin resting above the folded sheet. "Don't turn the light out, please. Mrs. Waller and I always leave it on because sometimes I have bad dreams and am afraid of the dark."
"You mean you sleep with the light on?"
"Yes, will it bother you?"
"I don't know," Melody said, climbing quickly under the covers. "I've never slept with the light on. Let's try it, shall we? If it bothers me, I can turn it out later."
Melody became acutely aware of the young girl's body as Cathy moved over and began cuddling her.
"Are you cold?" Melody asked.
"No, not really. Don't you like to cuddle? Melody, do you like me?"
"Of course, Cathy. Would I be staying here with you if I didn't like you?"
"I mean really like me?"
"Of course I do," Melody replied, reaching out to place her hand reassuringly on the child's shoulder. Melody's arm brushed against the young girl's breast and the touch seemed to scorch Melody's skin.
"Do you think you love me? I mean, would you like me to love you, Melody?"
"Do you want to?" Melody responded, hoping her voice didn't break or the thunder that was breaking in her ears carried to the young child.
"Oh, very much. You're so pretty, and it's so much fun."
Before Melody could reply, Cathy placed her arm around the older woman and brought her eager young mouth to Melody's lips. Her lips were warm and moist, and she kept her mouth opened as her tongue ran teasingly along Melody's lips. There was something about the eager enthusiasm of the young girl that appealed to Melody. She was so natural! Melody had always thought of Lesbians as hardened women, dykes and femmes, and that repelled her just as blatant male homosexuals repelled Ralph.
But this was different, Melody told herself as she opened her mouth and let Cathy's young tongue dart in to send warm tingles running through her system. She met Cathy's tongue, and they rubbed each other with a deliciously warm moistness.
Cathy remembered that Melody did not know what girls in love did to each other, and she decided she would have to lead and teach her, just the way Mrs. Waller had taught her. But Melody was so much prettier and her youthful body excited Cathy. She couldn't get over how lucky she was that Melody had come by.
Reaching down, Cathy took Melody's right breast in her hand. The touch of such firm flesh delighted her. It was so different from Mrs. Waller! And when she began to fondle and caress the nipple, she was amazed to see how quickly it became firm and erect.
Melody's body responded instantly, but her mind was filled with conflict. Kissing this child was exciting, wonderful, and the feel of her young hand on her breast was even more exciting. But could Melody go through with it? If it feels good, why fight it, she asked herself? It was the hedonist's philosophy, yet why indeed should she fight something as natural and exciting as this? Melody's logical mind argued strongly in favor of giving herself in to what was happening, but something deep inside her continued to fight.
Cathy was not'torn by any such emotions. What she was doing was completely natural and normal to her, and she found the twenty-five-year-old Melody far more exciting than Mrs. Waller. As her excitement grew, Cathy broke their passionate kiss and let her tongue trail slowly down Melody's chin, neck, and chest. Then she moved quickly to the breast she held in her hand. Squeezing Melody's breast so that the nipple popped up, Cathy dropped her mouth until it encircled the hard little bud. She ran her tongue around the nipple, then flicked it back and forth rapidly before she brushed her teeth over the surface as she sucked it into her mouth.
Melody couldn't control the moan of pleasure which escaped from deep in her throat as the child sucked her tit. This was the most exciting kiss she had ever had on her breast; no man could ever know how it felt, and a girl knew exactly the proper pressure to apply and where to apply it. This was even more exciting than the vibrator Ralph occasionally used on her nipples to excite and stimulate her! She reached out and cupped one of Cathy's breasts in her hand, surprised at how full and firm they were on such a young child. The girl's nipples were already erect, and Melody began massaging the small, pointed bud between her finger and thumb in a slow rolling motion.
Cathy was proud that she had excited Melody. She could tell. Her nipples were erect and her breathing had become irregular. And now she was playing with Cathy's breast, a sure sign she was becoming very excited. Cathy wondered if Melody would kiss her pussy. She didn't care. Often she was content just to lick Mrs. Waller without being licked in return, but the thought of having Melody's lovely tongue buried between the lips of her pussy excited her. As she continued sucking and licking Melody's breast, Cathy trailed her hand down the older girl's body. When she reached the junction of Melody's legs, Cathy ran her fingers lightly through the soft pubic hair. It wasn't wiry, like Mrs. Waller's, and Cathy loved the soft touch.
If I'm going to stop her, Melody said to herself, it will have to be now! Cathy's fingers had already worked inside Melody's lips and she was fondling her clitoris. But before Melody could do a thing, Cathy lowered her head and quickly pushed the covers aside. She kissed Melody's belly button, licking it and inserting her tongue impishly. Then she pulled Melody's thighs apart with her tiny hands and dove her face into Melody's crotch.
Melody looked down at the lovely child's gorgeous hair fanned out over her tummy, and a sweet, peaceful feeling flooded her body. For the first time, Melody's muscles relaxed. But as she felt Cathy's tongue probing her labia, Melody again became tense. What in the world was the matter with her?
Cathy couldn't believe her eyes! Melody's clitoris was so large! It stood straight out and throbbed as Cathy tickled it with the tip of her tongue and then sucked it into her mouth and treated it like she had Melody's nipple. It was so ... so sexy! Holding it in her mouth, she brought her head down further and nestled her nose in the opening to Melody's vagina. This was what Mrs. Waller had taught her, but with Melody it was so much more exciting!
When Melody felt the child suck her clitoris into her mouth and begin caressing it with her young tongue, all reservations in the older woman's mind disappeared. Her body was on fire and she pushed everything but its gratification from her mind. She wiggled her bottom to fuck herself on Cathy's nose and began squirming and writhing as her passion grew rapidly.
Cathy loved what she was doing. It was so exciting, so satisfying, but an itch had begun in her own groin and she needed something. Cathy knew what she wanted. She wanted to feel Melody's tongue between her legs. Why not, she asked herself? If she doesn't want to, III understand. But why not try? Shifting her body, the young girl threw her leg over Melody's prone figure and pressed her body on top of Melody's writhing flesh. Then she scooted back until she knew her cunt was poised just above Melody's face.
Melody stared up at the twelve-year-old's cunt and felt her blood course more rapidly through her veins. It was so gorgeously pure, with soft, thin lips and just the hint of red fuzz outlining her slit. Even the odor was fresh and sweet to Melody's nostrils. Obviously, the girl wanted her to return the favors she was bestowing on her vulva. Could she, wondered Melody? She'd never done anything like this before. Without a moment's hesitation, Melody reached up and pulled the girl's crotch to her mouth. She explored the tender virginal region with her fingers, then pulled the petals of Cathy's cunt open and darted her probing tongue deep inside.
Cathy's young body quivered as Melody located her clitoris and began sucking and nibbling on it. Then both of them attacked each other with animal vigor and hunger. Cathy scraped her teeth up and down Melody's enlarged clitoris, sending electric shocks racing through the older girl's body. And Melody rolled her tongue and shot it deep inside the tight canal of Cathy's virginal vagina.
"OOOooohhhh!" Aaaieee! NOW, NOW!" Cathy chanted as her hungry mouth raced up and down Melody's slit.
Melody felt the girl's discharge flow into her mouth and could no longer hold reign on her own climax. Her body arched, and she drove her clitoris into Cathy's mouth as every pore in her body opened and her orgasm sent her into sharp spasms.
"Wow! Wow! OH WOW! Harder! NOW HARDER!" she moaned as every muscle in her body quaked and her nails dug into Cathy's tender buttocks.
They gripped each other and their mouths continued sucking, chewing and nibbling long after their orgasms were over. Then Cathy turned around and they lay in each other's arms and kissed for long, tender moments. All inhibitions had left Melody, and she held the child tenderly. Cathy's hands would not be still. As they kissed, she played with Melody's breasts and nipples until she had the older woman excited all over again.
Melody became a woman possessed. She wanted Cathy now, like she had never wanted a man in her life.
"Suck me, Cathy," she whispered. "Suck my cunt until you have my clit good and hard. Then we'll do something different." She pushed Cathy's shoulders until the girl was positioned between her widespread legs. "Suck it, darling. Chew on it, get it hard!"
Cathy dropped her head and began her task. Melody watched the auburn hair fan out over her thighs as the cute face was buried in her crotch. She placed her hands on Cathy's head and pushed her closer so that her nose was buried in her pubic hair and her mouth was working up and down on Melody's two-inch clitoris. It was hard in no time, but Melody didn't stop the child. She even considered having a climax this way, but she forced herself to remember what she had always dreamed of doing. Finally, she lifted Cathy's head gently and had the child stretch out on her back on the bed.
Melody climbed over the child's leg and went down on her knees between Cathy's thighs. She reached down and teased the young girl's clitoris for a moment, even bent down and kissed it until the child was moaning, then pulled back and began to mount Cathy in the manner a man would. She wiggled and squirmed until she managed to insert her enlarged clitoris into Cathy's vaginal opening. At the same time, she brought her pelvic bone down on Cathy's young clitoris. And then Melody began fucking the twelve-year-old child.
It was a sensation Melody never dreamed existed. Her clitoris penetrated just the opening to Cathy's cunt, but the feeling of the warm, moist skin of Cathy's canal surrounding her clitoris was almost too much for her! It felt like she was plugged into one thousand vibrators running at full speed! And as she moved it in and out, the friction against the sensitive skin of her clitoris made her feel she was on fire.
"AAAaaaahhhhh!" Cathy moaned, finding this new sensation more exciting than anything she had ever experienced. Melody's pressure against her young, tender clitoris almost hurt, but it was a delicious pain! And what was happening to her vagina! This was more exciting than any finger ever could be.
Melody leaned down and brought her sensitive, erect nipples in contact with Cathy's as she continued fucking the innocent child. She swore she saw sparks as they touched, and she began rubbing them as hard as she could. Cathy's legs flew up and encircled Melody's waist as their bodies arched high above the mattress.
"MELODY!" the young girl cried in a gasping scream. "OH MY GOD! OH! OH! YES, YES, YESSSSSS!"
Melody locked her mouth against Cathy's to muffle her own cries, as the most fantastic orgasm she had ever experienced gripped her mind and body. Their tongues ground against each other and their bodies arched as Melody bucked into the twelve-year-old's crotch as hard as she could. They hung suspended in air for long moments, then collapsed to the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. Cathy held her legs gripping Melody's waist and wouldn't let go as they began a long, passionate embrace.
It was a long night for the two girls, who found they could never seem to get enough of each other, no matter what they did or how many times they did it.