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Subject: {ASSM} "Annie and Selene" (pre-teen f/f)
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Warning: This story is for adults only. If you are a legal minor, you are not
allowed to read it under any circumstances. This story is also copyrighted and
cannot be reproduced for any purpose anywhere without the written consent of
the author.
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This is a repost of a story I wrote earlier and I'm putting it back on the
newsgroup since my e-mail address has changed and I enjoy receiving commments
from readers. This was originally written under the pseudonym J.B. Mast.
"Annie and Selene" Chapter One
By Van Joons
Selene reclined on her bed thinking about the 14-inch cock that she planned to
wrap her tongue around later that night. She anticipated the excitement of
sucking his enormously thick penis and savored the thought of his foot-long
plus two inch hot dog sliding down her extended throat.
And then her mind flashed back to the first day she learned about her little
abnormality.
Her thoughts returned to August 10, 1998, the evening when she'd attended a
birthday party in Santa Monica for her best friend, Annie. Selene was seven
years old. Annie was about to turn eight.
Annie's mother had arranged for everything. She and one of the other moms
transported a giggling gaggle of nine girls to an ice skating rink not far from
their home in Santa Monica. After an hour of fun, they returned home so Annie
could open presents and share her birthday cake and punch with her friends.
As a special treat to her birthday girl, Annie's mom had agreed to allow
Selene to stay overnight with her daughter.
After the other guests departed and they'd finished watching their favorite
Nick At Night TV shows, the two girls retreated to Annie's room to get ready
for bed. It was when they were brushing their teeth in front of the bathroom
mirror that Annie noticed something unusual about her friend.
"Look at how big your tongue is, Selene! It's really long."
Selene stuck out her tongue. It was bubbling with toothpaste. Selene looked
at it in the mirror and saw nothing so remarkable about it.
"It's just a tongue. What's so big about it?" Selene asked as she wiped
some toothpaste drooling from her chin. Annie stuck out her own tongue. "See?
Yours is like about twice as long as mine!! And it's fatter and rounder,
too. Selene!!"
The only thing Selene could think to say at that moment was this: "I'm rubber
and you're glue! Everything you say bounces off me and sticks to you!! Nah,
nah, nah, nah!!"
Later, as the two of them lay in Annie's bunk beds, Selene found herself
awake long after her friend had drifted off to sleep. She was wondering if she
had some kind of problem, if her other friends would see her tongue and tease
her.
Selene remembered asking her mother to answer those questions when she returned
home the next morning. "No, you sweet thing," her mother assured her. "No two
little girls are exactly the same, dear. Thank God for that. Did you ask
yourself if Annie might be the one with the problem? Maybe her tongue is
shorter than everybody else's. No, sweetheart, the only thing that makes you
different from other little girls is how beautiful you are." She kissed her
and whispered, " You were the loveliest girl at the party, let me assure you."
Satisfied, Selene didn't think anything more about having a strange tongue
until four years later when she was 11. She and Annie had convinced their
parents to let them go to the YWCA Bear Mountain Summer Camp for girls, up
north in the Big Sur area.
She and Annie were on a nature walk with some other girls and a camp counselor
when they came upon a small pond and began looking for frogs and salamanders.
The two of them came upon a large salamander and lifted it from the water's
edge with a stick It writhed around at their feet, trying to escape. Selene
held it at bay with the stick, inciting the little lizard to flick its long
tongue in and out of its mouth, doing its best to threaten them. They laughed
and giggled and Annie exclaimed, "Oh, gag me. Yuck! That's so gross.
Selena, throw him back!"
Later as they retraced the trail back to camp, Annie said, "Remember that time
when you showed me your tongue at my birthday party? That salamander reminded
me of that day. Would you show me your tongue again, Selene?"
Selene looked around and when she was sure no one was watching them, stuck out
her tongue for her friend to inspect.
"God, Selene, it's even bigger than it was then. I can't believe how much
it's grown."
Selene continued her show. "I can touch my chin with it. I'll bet you
can't do that with the little stub of a tongue you've got, Annie."
Annie ignored her friend's little challenge. "Do it for me, Selene, ok!!"
"Later," she promised. "Maybe tonight."
That evening, before bedtime curfew they were dressed in bathrobes brushing
their teeth. Annie glanced into Selena's reflection in the long horizontal
mirror and asked to see her tongue again. Selene waited until no other girls
were around and then ushered Annie into one of the stalls and closed the door.
Annie kneeled as Selene sat down on the toilet and displayed her tongue for her
curious friend. "Selena, it's mass big. Look how far it goes down your
chin!!"
Selene stretched her tongue to its full length and curled it around part of her
neck. It was slightly more than 6 inches long. "Oeee!" Annie screamed. "That
is SO big, I can't believe it!!"
As Selene retracted her tongue, she put her fingers on Annie's lips to shoosh
her. "Stay quiet, ok?"
Annie's eyes widened and her heart pounded her chest. She watched in silence
as Selene opened her mouth and raised her tongue up into her eye. Selene
wiggled it for her.
Annie moved closer and whispered, "Can I kiss it?" Surprised, Selene snapped
her tongue back inside her mouth. "Can you what??!!"
"I want to kiss it. Can I?"
Selene began to feel a tingling sensation all through her pelvis and her
nipples began to harden. Blushing, she looked Annie deep in her eyes and said,
"Ok."
Selene slipped part of her tongue into her friend's warm mouth touching her
tongue. Then Annie began moving her mouth back and forth, sucking the long,
thick, erect tongue.
A few seconds later, Annie reached into Selena's bathrobe and caressed her
tingling little breasts.
Annie pulled away from the kiss only long enough to whisper, "I want to suck it
some more. Please." Selene wanted more, too.
Both girls breathed heavily through their noses as they kissed again. As Annie
took the taut appendage deeper into her mouth, Selene put her hand between
Annie's legs. Both of them whimpered quietly there in their impromptu
sanctuary, hoping no one would interrupt them. Annie offered her little tongue
to Selene. "Here, suck on mine. I want to see what it feels like."
Annie's diminutive tongue felt surprisingly erotic to Selene.
Annie pulled her tongue away and put her arms around her friend in a loving
little hug. She sighed, "We'd better get going before somebody catches us."
They vowed their love for each other the next night in that same bathroom stall
and confirmed it by removing their panties and rubbing their soft little
pussies against one another while they French kissed and explored each
other's breasts.
At 11, the girls knew about orgasms from friends and Sex Ed classes; but
neither had ever come close to experiencing one. Now they found themselves
drawn toward a climax they had only imagined having someday with a boy.
Suddenly their magic spell was broken by someone who entered the bathroom
outside their stall.
They held hands walking back to the bunkhouse and when they climbed into bed a
few minutes later, both of them had wet panties. They touched each other's
moist spots and smiled, sharing their special secret. And their heads were
filled with a passion, longing for more lovemaking.
When they returned home from camp, they arranged to meet at Selene's house
two days later on Wednesday, the day her mother invariably left to go shopping
with friends.
As soon as Annie knocked at the door, Selene dropped her robe to the floor.
She was wearing nothing underneath it. Annie rushed to her, kissing her,
inhaling her musky fragrance. She was out of her shorts and halter in less
than 15 seconds, proudly exhibited her body to her lover.
Selene's tongue shot out of her mouth like an uncontrollable spring, long and
erect. It wrapped around one of Annie's large, round breasts.
She breathed deeply, "Oh, yes, Selene I want you to lick me with your long,
hard tongue. Lick my pussy. I want to come for you."
Selene panted, "Let's get in my bed. Come with me. Hurry!"
They ran to Selene's bedroom and she ripped back her bed. Annie climbed on
the bed, got on her haunches and spread her legs for Selene to see her peachy
soft virgin pussy. Selene did the same for Annie. Then they rolled together,
Annie laying on top of Selene.
Their lips brushed over each other's bodies as lightly as paint brushes.
Then the lovemaking became increasingly urgent. As they concentrated on
licking each other, neither of them uttered a word; they whimpered while they
played each other's body like musical instruments. Their tongues made
audible slurping sounds.
Selene was careful to keep control of her tongue in deference for her love
mate. She held half of it inside her throat so Annie would not be distracted
or overcome by its length and hardness.
Their breathing came in quick gasps through their noses. They wrapped around
each other like a Ying and Yang symbol, inseparable, two parts of a single
entity about to become whole.
Sensitive and considerate, they looked into each other's eyes for approval
and encouragement with each new move they made, each new cavity they explored.
Their passion was uncontrollable. They were hungry for more, thirsted for
filling, for the climax they needed so badly, had dreamed of so long. Sexual
tension built inside them to an almost unbearable level.
And then Annie and Selene began to meld into one. Almost in unison they said,
"Now!!"
Each knew instinctively what the other needed. They dropped their heads into
the other's lap and began licking their swelled vagina lips. And then they
moved to their clitorises. Their tongues lapped them lightly, almost furtively
at first, as only a woman can do for another.
Then, timed perfectly to an unspoken signal they both sensed and understood,
the two girls traced their tongues around the base of the other's erect
clitoris. They sucked the firm little love nubs into their mouths, holding
them there momentarily. Their movements were perfectly synchronized as they
flicked their tongues against the very tip of their clitorises. Then it grew
faster, their tongues dancing around the little erect female penises.
They exploded. They quivered in each other's arms, shivered, jiggled, and
reached powerful orgasms in unison. It released the tension from every muscle
in their bodies. Finally, the pent up tension released, they fell beside each
other, limp as rags.
Annie and Selene had become One in those few seconds and what they experienced
in that bedroom on that hot summer day changed them forever.
No man would ever replace Annie for Selene, Selene for Annie.
But their love lives would be challenged by a new discovery. Selene's
supernaturally large tongue was not her only abnormality. They would soon
discover another.
End of Chapter One. For the next chapter, e-mail vanjoons@aol.com. Your
comments are welcome.
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reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.
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