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    Young Innocence Lost
    by Steve Jensen


    Beth and Erin became best fiends the day they met in 7th grade.
    It was Beth's first day at a new school and Erin's best friend had
    moved away last year.  Both girls had been inseparable for the
    first part of the school year, but this was the first night that
    Beth got to stay overnight at Erin's house.  It was morning and
    Erin's parents had left for work.  With her brother away at
    college, the girls were all alone at home.  And since it was a
    school holiday, they had the house to themselves.

    Erin woke up first.  She lightly rubbed her eyes as she watched her
    friend sleep.  Beth's night shirt had crept above her waist and as
    she lay still, Erin fixed her eyes on the cotton print panties that
    Beth was wearing.  They seemed to be a little tight and she could
    clearly make out the outline of her friends slit.  She wasn't sure
    why she was getting a strange feeling looking at another girl.  It
    was the same feeling that she got each time just before she played
    with herself.

    As she looked at Beth, she placed a hand in her own panties and
    started to massage her little bud.  This always brought her
    pleasure but this would be the first time she had done it when she
    wasn't alone.  As she circled her clit with her finger, she admired
    her fronds body.  Beth was very cute; long blonde hair, big blue
    eyes.  Erin wondered if Beth ever played with herself like she was
    doing now.  They had talked about lots of intimate things, but not
    that.

    Soon an overwhelming urge came overtook Erin to touch her friend
    on that special spot.  Even though she didn't know how Beth would
    react, she felt compelled to take the chance.  Pretending to be
    asleep so that she could claim it was not intentional, Erin allowed
    her hand to come to rest on the mattress next to  Beth's crotch.
    After it had been there a minute without any adverse consequences,
    she allowed it to brush against the cotton panties.  Little by
    little she became more brave, sure that Beth would not wake up and
    scream or even worse.

    Beth had lay awake, one eye just barely opened, concealed by her
    hair.  She watched as Erin, with her hand in her panties, played
    with herself.  She was relieved to know that she wasn't the only
    girl that did this -- maybe it wasn't so bad after all.   She
    wished that  Erin had lowered her pajamas before doing it so that
    she could actually see what she was doing.

    When Erin suddenly stopped playing with herself, Beth was afraid
    that maybe she had sensed that she was awake and closed her eyes
    tightly.  But when she felt Erins' hand make contact between her
    legs, she knew that wasn't the case.  A little shiver of excitement
    trickled through Beth's body as that first initial touch was felt.
    That was the first time anyone had ever touched her there.  She
    wasn't expecting it from another girl, but right now that really
    didn't matter.  She was excited from watching Erin and that
    overcame any sense of wrongdoing.  Besides, she could just lay
    there and pretend to be asleep and see what happened.

    Erins' touch was very light and casual in the beginning.  But as
    time went on and Beth didn't awake and protest, her touch got more
    aggressive and deliberate.  She had already caused a wet spot to
    appear on Beth's panties and now she was so excited that she didn't
    care if Beth did wake up.  Bravely, with one hand she lifted the
    waste band of Beths' panties and held them up while she slid the
    other hand beneath them.  She brushed her hand over the soft, tiny
    patch of sprouting pubic hair and found her friends moist hole with
    one finger.  After slightly inserting it she commenced a circular
    motion around the girls' clit with her thumb.

    Beth was sure she couldn't pretend to be asleep much longer.  The
    tingles of electricity that she had felt had turned to bolts of
    lightning as Erins' finger toyed at the entrance to her cunt.
    Slowly, instinctively, she began to rotate her hips in a circular
    motion in response to Erins' continuing massage of her clit.
    Sensing that her pretending to be asleep was serving no purpose
    except to diminish her enjoyment of the experience, Beth opened her
    eyes, smiled at her friend and said softly, "Ummm... that really
    feels good."

    "I am glad you like it.  I wasn't sure you would.  I don't know why
    I started doing this, but I just wanted to."

    Beth responded by pulling her panties off and spreading her legs
    apart to give Erin more freedom between her legs and  a sort of
    unspoken permission to proceed.  Erin buried a finger in Beth's
    cunt and started pumping it in and out.

    Beth, now discarding her charade of being only a passive
    participant, reached inside Erin's pajama bottoms.  Erin wasn't
    wearing panties.  She found the moist slit with her finger and
    commenced to give Erin the same type of pleasure that she was
    receiving.

    "The only thing that would make this better is if we had a boy here
    with us.", said Beth.

    "Like, really.  Except the boys I know would blab all over school.
    Or, you could end up like Melissa Harris -- pregnant!"

    "Yeah... you ever done it with a boy?", Beth asked.

    "No. Almost did but my brother came home from school early and
    messed everything up.  Have you?"

    "No, but when the time is right I want to.  I just want to know
    what it feels like... I mean, you are making me feel better than
    anything I have had yet.",  replied Beth

    Suddenly Erin stopped.  "You wait right there.  Don't move!", Erin
    ordered as she got up from the bed, went to the dresser and reached
    way behind a drawer.  Carrying something white and folded into the
    bathroom, she told Beth that she would be right back.

    The five minutes seemed like an eternity for Beth until the
    bathroom door opened and Beth received the second biggest surprise
    of the morning.  Erin had slicked back her already short brown
    hair, parted it on the side and had it combed in a boys style.  She
    was wearing a tee shirt and a pair of boy's jockey shorts.  Her big
    brown eyes gave her the look of a young boy that could have been
    her twin.  Sensing the question on her friends face, Erin explained
    "These used to be my brothers a few years ago.  I rescued them
    before Mom threw them out.  Sometimes I sleep in them -- it turns
    me on."

    "Wow!", Beth exclaimed as she looked at her friend in amazement.
    If she didn't know better, she would swear she was looking at a 7th
    grade boy standing before her in his underwear.  She felt her cunt
    start to really itch as she admired her friend's ingenuity.

    "And that's not all." said Erin as she pulled her jockey shorts
    down in the front and revealed about five inches of a double-headed
    dildoe protruding from her cunt lips, the other half buried deeply
    in her hole.  "I never thought I would get to use both sides of
    this at once, but if you're as hot as I am, we need to do it like
    now!"

    As she walked over to the bed, holding the thing to keep it from
    shooting out from between her legs, Beth reached out to touch it
    and examine the device.  It was made of a soft, and slightly rigid
    vinyl.  The head was just like the drawings she had seen in her sex
    ed book, and she could imagine that it was probably pretty close
    to the real thing in size and shape. "Got it from a mail order
    place last summer.", Erin explained.   "I guess if we don't have
    a boy, this is the next best thing."

    Beth was a little apprehensive about allowing the thing up her
    cunt.  She had put things like that up there before, but it was
    always her in control.  But her fear started to subside as her
    friend reassured her, "It's okay.  You'll feel great when it is in
    you."

    With that, Erin removed the dildoe from her cunt and turned it
    around, placing the head that had been in her cunt, now slippery
    wet, over the opening to her friends hole.  The lubricant on the
    head of the plastic dick and the wetness of Beth's cunt caused the
    head to pop in with a minimum of resistance.  Beth lay on her back
    with her legs spread obscenely, her knees resting against the
    budding little mounds on her chest as Erin worked the cock in and
    out of her to get her adjusted to it.  When she felt that it was
    properly in and not going to be painful for Beth, she positioned
    herself between Beth's spread legs.  Once again she pulled down the
    front of the jockey shorts she was wearing and expertly inserted
    the other half of the dildoe in her own cunt.

    Slightly, she pumped her hips, allowing the dick to sink first into
    her hole and then into Beth's.  Beth was still spread with her
    hands behind her knees holding herself open, afraid to resist in
    the least.  Soon both girls were pumping their hips in opposite
    rhythm until the cock was completely swallowed between both of
    their cunts.  Their pussies were rubbing together as Erin humped
    Beth, continuing the role of the boy as Beth, now engulfed in
    lustful abandon, wrapped her legs tightly around Erin, digging her
    heels into her friends pumping ass.  "Fuck me, you slut!"  Beth
    cried to her friend, "Bury that cock of yours in me all the way!"

    As Erin pumped and her cunt would tighten, the slippery dildoe
    would shoot all the way into Beth's cunt.  And as Beth pumped back,
    Erin would feel the thing thrust against the back of her hole.
    The girls had the dick so deeply buried into them that their clits
    were rubbing together and it didn't take long until both girls
    shuddered into ecstacy, juices flowing from their cunts and down
    the crack of Beth's ass.

    The girls collapsed in exhaustion, their slippery toy now
    glistening as it lay cast aside on the bed.  They kissed each other
    passionately feeling the kind of devotion that only one young girl
    could feel for another, having traded their youthful innocence for
    passion.