It was only when I finally talked privately to thebestof my best friends, beautiful 14-year-old Noelle Henderson, that she came up with a brilliant plan to ease my seemingly never-ending heartache when it came to Tim.
Although she wouldn't tell me what it was.
“I just can't get over him,” I'd cried to her, my eyes again full of tears. “It's been weeks and I just can't get him back. He won't even talk to me. I have no idea what to do!”
It was early on a sunny Saturday afternoon and I'd taken a key from the front desk without either my mother or my father noticing.
Noelle and I were in one of the vacant motel rooms away from the main part of the buildings. She'd stripped off her clothes as soon as I closed and locked the door behind us, her bare breasts literally bursting free from her bra when she unhooked it.
“There, that's better,” she breathed, coming straight at me. “Come here, you hot little nympho.”
It still took my breath away seeing her naked, her athletic body one of tanned, absolute perfection. Her teen breasts were large and solid-looking, her dark nipples huge. And they were fully distended, I knew, with her excitement at being alone with me.
More than once over the years, while we were making out or helping each other come, she'd told me she loved me. In fact, she told me she was sort ofinlove with me. And that the best sex sheeverhad was with me.
Her best orgasms, at least.
And every time I looked at her cunt, I breathed a little faster, her entire pubic mound shaved so perfectly. The deep pink slash of her slippery cunt-hole was exactly where I wanted my 11-year-old face to be.
But she beat me to it. Bringing up the cunt-licking part, I mean.
“Let me suck your pussy while I think your problem over,” she'd said to me. “Let's get your pants off.”
I was in jeans and a t-shirt that day, barefoot, no panties or bra, and Noelle unsnapped my pants and pushed them down over my skinny hips. Then she pushed me back onto the bed with a little laugh so that my bare feet were in the air.
“I can't wait to get my mouth on you,” she informed me. “You know how I feel about you, sweetie. You're my own little slut.”
“I love you, too,” I told her. And meant it. “But this ex-boyfriend problem of mine is making me nuts.”
“I understand.”
And she grabbed the ends of my jeans and pulled them roughly off my skinny legs, tossing them aside. I spread my slender bare thighs for her to see my preteen pussy, the slippery little lips that formed my delicate slit already swollen with arousal.
I used my fingers to hold my pussy open for her, showing her the slick pinkness inside me.
“I'm all wet just for you,” I told her. “And my little boobs are all firmed up, too, just waiting for your mouth.”
Noelle jumped onto the bed beside me.
“Leave your t-shirt on,” she told me. “It's sexier that way.”
And she tweaked my tiny pink nipples through the flimsy fabric of it, making them tingle even more than they already were. I reached out at the same time and squeezed one of her firm breasts, loving the weight of it as I watched her puckered nipple slowly harden into a pointy tip.
“I wonder if my tits will ever be as big as yours…?”
“Probably not,” she told me. “I'm a bigger-boned girl than you. You're more like the super-model type, skinny and gorgeous and perfect. Maureen, your tits will be plenty big enough, believe me.”
“Super-model!” I laughed. “You're so crazy.”
She looked at me, then lightly kissed me on the mouth, her tongue darting in against my own for just a moment. But I kissed her right back, holding it, the two of us glued together until we were both trembling with the excitement building within our developing young bodies.
In reality, she was just a young teenager after all and I wasn't even that, just a preteen girl hoping for the best (bigger tits!) when I finally matured.
“You underestimate yourself,” Noelle told me. “What Tommy and those other boys said, about being in love with you-they weren't kidding. I'm in love with you, too, and you're just an 11-year-old kid. I mean, an 11-year-old slut.”
I just shrugged the little-girl shrug I'd perfected by then. Innocent and sweet, I thought. Even though I was anything but.
I guess it was my feminine wiles finally coming into play.
“But how can I use that to get Tim back?” I asked. “It makes me so mad, that he dumped me, but I loved being with him. Almost as much as I love being with you, Noelle.”
“I have an idea,” she said. “It's brilliant and original, I guarantee.”
“Yes, yes, yes…? What is it?”
Noelle lay on her back without answering and, with her knees up, spread her shapely thighs apart so that her wet cunt opened as well. Even the faintly delicious odor of it made my heart race. I raised up on one elbow and looked into her sweet pussy, admiring the pink inner recesses of it, her slippery glistening opening the one I best loved putting my face (and my probing tongue) into.
It sometimes made me wish I had a dick, to fuck her with.
Of course, at our sex parties, I'd fucked Noelle many times with my mom's strap-on dildo, pumping my narrow young hips furiously between her sweaty open thighs. I'd ride her through one gasping orgasm after another.
Our girl-on-girl fucking was always a huge hit with the regulars.
And it was exciting, remembering all the sex fun we'd had, but a moment later I was right back to moping over Tim.
“Fuck,” I sighed. “I guess I'm a real loser.”
Noelle brought her knees up to her substantial boobs, hugging them to her chest so that she was even more wide open, down there, the backs of her smooth bare thighs tautly rounded.
“I've changed my mind,” she told me. “You can lick me first, while I fine-tune my plan to get your boyfriend back.”
I looked to her with a smile. She'd gotten my attention, all right.
Her pussy and her puckered pinkish asshole looked like something out of a porno movie, I thought. Both of her holes were shiny with her excessively flowing juices, both holes were almost imperceptibly throbbing, and both of her holes clearly wanted my attention.
Noelle smiled at me and said, “Lick my asshole while I fingerfuck myself and I'll tell you my idea. I love having your tongue up my butt when I'm coming.”
“Don't I know it,” I said, remembering my occasional but secret anal-licking fun with Randy. “I guess all girls love it, even if they don't realize it yet.”
I reached out and touched Noelle's gorgeous cunt first, slipping a fingertip into the tight wetness of it. I wiggled it within her, getting a little sigh from her, then pushed two more fingers all the way into her cunt.
“I love your pussy,” I told her, honestly. “From the first time I tasted it, back when I was only a naive little 7-year-old, I knew I'd always want to lick it.”
She laughed.
“We'd be great lesbians,” she said. “Except we both love fucking too much to ever give up boys. There's nothing like a nice cock inside a girl's cunt to make her heart beat faster.”
“Sadly, that's true,” I admitted. “Even when I don't want to think about it, I always want to fuck. It's like there's a little motor in my pussy, wanting all the attention in the world. And all the cocks.”
“Slut,” she smiled at me. “Oversexed nympho slut. Just like me.”
Smiling back, I slid my fingers out of her dripping cunt and trailed my fingertips down her thickened pussy-lips slowly, teasingly, until I was probing lightly at her asshole.
It throbbed at my touch, opening just the slightest amount as if knowing what to expect. So I quickly slid down her fantastic body, lay on my side, and pressed my little 5th-grader's face right into her butt-crack.
“You're such a dirty little girl,” Noelle told me, beginning to masturbate. “You'll do anything. You'd probably even let me piss in your mouth.”
I gave her another little shrug.
“If you want to,” I offered gamely. “The piss thing, I mean.
After all, she'd had me piss inhermouth, just as an experiment when we were both younger. It'd been in the park one afternoon, and great fun, seeing my stream of little-girl pee filling and then overflowing Noelle's eager mouth.
But we'd never tried it the other way.
I think it was because we almost got caught and so had to hurry up and act like nothing too weird was going on.
“You can piss in my mouth right now, if you want,” I said.
“God, you are such a slut! What dirty thingwon'tyou do?”
But instead of answering, I pressed my lips against her warm asshole, then used my moist tongue-tip to probe into the even warmer center of it.
More than once, I'd managed to get my pink tongue so far up Noelle's throbbing butthole it was like I was tongue-fucking her anus. And that's what I ended up doing right then, stretching my tongue as far as I could into her asshole, then sliding it in and out.
“Oh, Maureen, yes,” she moaned softly. “You dirty little slut! Licking another girl's asshole after telling her she could piss in your mouth! God, you're sofilthy! I mean it, I fucking love you!”
“If I'm a little slut, you're a big slut,” I laughed, between tongue-fucking her butt and licking moist circles around the taut little opening. “Remember, Noelle, you actually let me piss inyourmouth!”
She continued feverishly fingering herself with one hand.
“And it was fun,” she breathed to me. “Both watching you piss from so close and drinking it from your cunt.”
“You spit it out,” I corrected her. “After I filled up your mouth.”
“Not all of it.”
I kept licking eagerly into Noelle's rubbery asshole, loving the hot elasticgiveof it under my tongue, the puckered texture of her anus twitching wildly at my attention. I kept at it until she was moaning hoarsely and rocking her butt-crack up and down against my face.
What was her brilliant idea concerning Tim?
I'll admit I was dying to know.
“By the way,” she said then, brightly, “I almost forgot-I've got that big black vibrator that makes us both come so good in my purse. Why don't you get it and stick it up my asshole? Then I'll do it to you…”
I just smiled.
After all, who could argue with that?