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From: "Karen Souleman" <raven_soule@c4.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Karen 5 - New Start (ff, Ff, con)
Date: Thu, 26 Apr 2001 20:10:02 -0400
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KAREN - NEW START


Again I was in hospital. The caning I had received had damaged my
kidneys and I was quite ill, I almost died of blood poisoning
before my kidneys started working again. This time though I was
in a private hospital in the Fens, 'Fen View'; I wondered what
bright spark named it. I was in my own room off the main
children's ward. Gail visited daily. The first two weeks Uncle
Paul was still in America, his visit having taken much longer
than they estimated.

On the third Tuesday I had some more visitors. Leslie came
bouncing into the room looking like an angel. Her hair, washed
and cleaned, was almost golden, fine and shiny it framing her
slender face, brightening the room. My spirits were lifted
immediately. With her was Nigel, huge and ominous, he looked
round my room checking it, smiled at me and said hello
(surprisingly softly for such a big man), then left the room.
Then a tall well-dressed man entered and stood by my side looking
down at me. "Dad, This is Karen" Leslie told him. "Hello Karen,
I'm Jeff Sanderson, Leslie's Dad. He placed his hand on Leslie's
head, smiling he messed up her hair. "OHHH DAD!" Leslie
exclaimed, but it was obvious, even to me, of the love that they
shared. "I came to do two things," he said. "Firstly, I came to
offer my thanks for what you have done for Leslie. I am not a man
to give my thanks lightly, but I owe you a great debt." He shook
my hand, I was surprised as tears pricked his eyes. "Secondly, I
have a great favour to ask of you." He continued, glancing at
Leslie. "Due to my er, business I am unable to have Leslie live
with me at the moment. I do not know of anyone else who I would
trust to look after her but you." WHAT! Almost panicking I looked
round at Gail. "But I'll have to ask..." I started. Gail nodded
"Mr. Sanderson has already spoken to me about Leslie." She said
"But its you who he wants to look after her." "But I'm only..." I
protested. "You're only the one who nearly died to save her from
being raped." Mr. Sanderson continued. I was shocked to see him
clench his fists and this time I saw a tear roll down his cheek.
"Leslie wants you to look after her, she trusts you, I trust you"
He continued. I didn't know what to say, of course I would look
after her. We would be almost sisters. "Of course I will, If
that's what you want Leslie?" I said. Leslie smiled, wide, "Oh
Karen I hoped you'd say yes, I did hope you'd let me stay with
you." She and I hugged, crying openly now. "I've got to stay in
here for a few more days." I told her. "OK, I'll visit you every
day." Leslie mumbled into my ear.

It was settled as easily as that. Leslie would stay with us, but
it would be I who she would look to. Gail left with Leslie's Dad.
Leslie stayed, so did Nigel. He was the other part of the
package. He wouldn't stay with us, but would be on hand
throughout the day to take us to and from school, to the town or
where ever we wanted to go. He would protect both of us for Mr.
Sanderson. Nigel would give Leslie a lift back later.

I was tired and it was time for me to have a bath. Leslie started
the water running and came back to get me. It was a little
strange having Leslie undress me. I was more used to undressing
and washing her. But undress me she did and then held my arm as I
got into the water. She took the soap, wet her hands and started
soaping my shoulders. I lay back and let her small warm hand
glide across my front, under my breasts, then round and round
each tit climbing to the nipples. I couldn't help but gasp as her
hot fingers rubbed my nipples. Teasing them into life, then
pulling and twisting the firm nubs. "Stand up." She told me. I
did. Leslie turned me away from her and washed my back. I was a
little disappointed as I had been getting quiet randy in
hospital. Again her hands started at my shoulders and continued
down. Down to my ribs, then darting forward to grasp and squeeze
my tits. I gasped again and had to press against the wall to
support and steady myself. Leslie continued down my spine and
then to my waist. Again her hands slid around to my front. This
time her left hand rose to my breast, the other descended
teasingly above my pubis. Both hands then disappeared behind me.
I was panting now, so close to cumming. I needed this orgasm. I
needed it so much. From my waist Leslie's hands descended again.
My buttocks were washed, parted and a finger glided along the
crack, over my straining puckered ass, to my wet open slit. I
opened my legs to give her all the room she needed. Fingers
parted running either side of my labia and slid forward teasing
me almost beyond reason. I could feel my vagina dripping now. The
fingers came together just in front of my clit, paused then
started back. This time Leslie kept her fingers together and they
dragged the whole length of my slit. Pulling back my erect clit
allowing it to spring forward, pulling the inner lips back and
apart, almost dipping into my waiting hole but continuing on
back. Then over my ass and finally back to my waist. With my
whole attention on the hand between my legs I hadn't noticed her
other hand cupping and squeezing my breast. I did now, the
pressure on my nipple, together with my need gave me the climax I
was waiting for. Not a massive 'blow your mind' orgasm, more a
'warm and loved' orgasm. Leslie waited while I stiffened and
gasped my way through it.

Washing my legs should have been an anticlimax (pun intended).
But Leslie made it more like the start of the second round. She
started talking to me, telling me how soft my skin was, how she
loved touching me, how she liked my small firm breasts. I let her
continue. Revelling in the pleasure of her touch. "Turn around."
I was startled by her voice. I had almost forgotten that she had
my front to wash. Now I could watch her as she worked. As she
started on my shoulders again I looked into her eyes. Looking
directly into my eyes she grasped my neck and pulled me down to
her. Lips met lips and locked. A gentle tongue invaded my mouth.
Hot and wet she explored my mouth as though she was exploring my
soul, deep and soft, warm and gentle, we kissed for the very
first time. She let me up, re-soaped her hands looking at them
and then me, wanting me to KNOW that she was intent upon making
me cum, really cum a total mind blowing cum. I was ready for her.
I wanted her. She may only have been 7 1/2 years old but she knew
more about sex than I did. She soaped my breasts, teasing the
nipples. Twisting them, pulling them rotating my breasts,
grabbing the tit flesh and squeezing. My knees were almost giving
way when she relented and moved down to my stomach. I thought
that I would be able to recover for a moment or two but she leant
forward and sucked a nipple into her tiny mouth, nibbling on my
nub. I thrust forward trying to force more of myself into her
mouth. She massaged my abdomen with experienced fingers I felt
the blood rise to my skin, felt my stomach relax ready for the
last phase.

A gentle finger pressure on the inside of my knees made me part
my legs, wide. I felt the backs of her hands glide up my inner
thighs. Panting now I looked down and watched her mouth working
on my breast and her hands approaching my sex. As both hands
arrived together, gripping my inner lips between themselves and
pulling, stretching the soft flesh, I threw my head back and let
out a small gasp. Fingers gripped my clit pulling and twisting
rubbing back and forward, driving me closer and closer to the
peak. More fingers spread my lips, found my hole and burrowed
deep into me, squirming and teasing deep, deep inside me.
Leslie's small hands seeming to disappear completely inside me.
She started thrusting in and out, fucking me with her hand.
Driving me wild, fire flashes jumping from my clit to cunt to
tits and all over, all over. I felt my skin get hot, very hot.
Then I gripped Leslie's shoulders and came on her hands. My cunt
grasping and pulling on her fist, trying to suck her deeper
inside. My juices soaking her hands almost up to her elbows. I
was drained. Exhausted, depleted, overwhelmed. I held onto her as
I gathered myself together. Leslie looked up at me smiling. "You
don't know how long I've waited to do something for you." She
said. "Thank you Leslie, Thank you so much. I needed that after
being stuck in here for so long." I said. "And after what you
have been through." Leslie replied. She rinsed me down, helped me
out of the bath and then dried me.

Dressed in a clean nightie I lay in bed. Leslie sat beside me,
her head on my bed and a hand under my blankets, and between my
legs. Warming rather than exciting. I fell asleep, content and
happy.

I woke as the nurse came in to take my temperature. Why is it
that they say sleep is good for you, then they wake you up at 6
o'clock in the morning? Don't ask me, I'm only a kid.

I showered, looking at the bath and remembering last night. I
stroked my clit and pulled on my breast, my favourite way of
masturbating. I came quickly but without feeling satisfied as I
had last night. Breakfast came eventually, as did the cleaners
and the normal daily bustle of any hospital. The ward sister, a
quiet Scot with a haughty demeanour, entered my room. "You have
an appointment with Dr Winslow this morning, in her office. Nurse
Blake will take you when you have tidied your room a little. I'm
moving you to a er, more suitable, yes, more suitable room." She
smiled to herself as she finished, then looked at me in her usual
disapproving way. I wasn't worried, according to Nurse Blake; God
himself would have to pull his socks up to reach Sister
Patterson's standards. Oh well this would be the third time I had
been moved since I arrived here. I packed everything (not a lot)
into the bedside cabinet, then waited for Nurse Blake to take me
to Dr Winslow. I wondered what she wanted from me. As I waited I
couldn't help but think about last night.

Dr Winslow was in the Department of Psychiatry. When I entered
she greeted me warmly and went to a lot of trouble to make me
feel comfortable. When she started talking I realised what her
concern was. She thought that what I had been through might have
out me off sex. Put me OFF! I was almost ready to rip her clothes
off and stick my head between her legs. I was so HORNY! I looked
down at my chest, my nipples poked out prominently. They were so
hard they ached! I was so wet that I wondered why I didn't slide
off my seat. Couldn't this woman see that I WANTED sex? I was a
little distracted, but I made what I thought were the correct
noises and after an hour went back to the ward.

Nurse Blake saw me waiting at the nurse's station and took me to
my new room. I was surprised at the door. It was much heavier
than my last door. I had to push to get it open and closed. I
also noticed that when the door was closed I couldn't hear
ANYTHING from outside. Nurse Blake, who had been watching me,
smiled. "What did you expect, you were rather noisy last night
you know?" It took me a second to realise what she was talking
about then I went bright red. I tried to stutter that I would be
quiet in the future but she just laughed and stroked my head. "Oh
don't worry, we didn't think that the other room was right for
you anyway. Anyway from the sounds of it, you must have enjoyed
it." I smiled at her.

After lunch (I don't know what it was, grey and didn't move too
fast so I ate it) Nurse Blake came in to my room holding my
notes. "Umm," she said. "Dr Winslow seems to think that you
should see one of her therapists." She looked at me, straight
into my eyes. "I think that you're a little too young for this
sort of thing, AND I don't think that you need to see anyone. But
I don't have any say in it." She sat on my bed and held my hand.
"Karen, Dr Winslow is an expert on human sexuality. She is
concerned that you may subconsciously link the horrible things
that you have experienced with sex and inter-personal
relationships. She wants you to have a session with a sex
therapist so that your reactions may be judged." She looked at
me, "Remember, you DON'T have to do anything that you don't want
to." I didn't know what to do. Aunt Gail and Uncle Paul weren't
available to talk to. "What would you do if you were me?" I asked
her. "Well," she said. "If it were ME then I would see the
therapist" she said, "I KNOW that I would like it. However YOU
have to make up your own mind." She smiled at me; I smiled back.
"OK then, I'll see him. It is a HIM isn't it?" Nurse Blake looked
a little flustered. "Er, no. You're booked in to see Sue James.
After you and your young friend, er, enjoyed yourselves last
night we thought that you preferred girls." She looked
embarrassed. I was also embarrassed "Does it matter if I like
girls and boys?" I asked looking up at her. "Little one. I think
that's the best way." She hugged me and then helped me into my
dressing gown.

Sue James welcomed me into her room. She was dressed in a normal
nurse's white uniform. Button fronted and knee length. She was
slim. Her full breasts filled her uniform over a slim waist and
wide hips. Strong, well-muscled legs showed below her uniform. I
could see that both men and women would desire her. "Hi Karen,"
she smiled at me, an open honest friendly greeting. I felt better
seeing that. "Come in and sit down." I sat beside her and she
pushed a few jars of creams toward me. "I'm going to give you a
massage." She said. "I usually use these creams... " She showed
me the jars of cream and let me feel and smell each of them, I
relaxed completely. "Now Karen, lets get you comfortable on the
couch." She took me over to a wide, low massage couch. I started
to undo the buttons on my dressing gown but she gently took over,
smiling as she moved my hands aside. "You relax and let me do
this for you." Soon my dressing gown was on the chair beside me.
"Raise your arms." She said. I did and she lifted my nightie over
my head leaving me naked. "You've got a lovely body Karen. You
should make sure you take care of it properly." I stood, as she
looked me over. "Now lay down on your front please." I was
surprised at how wide the couch was. It would easily be wide
enough of two I thought. Of course, I remembered. It was supposed
to be for two. That was the idea behind this.

I rested my head on my arms as she gathered the things she needed
for my 'massage'. Then she took off her nurse's uniform. She
stood in front of me in white bra and panties. Her crotch was
level with my face, only inches away. Then I noticed that I could
see her vaginal slit quiet clearly, though I couldn't see any
sign of her pubic hair. I couldn't help myself, I reached forward
and touched the front of her panties feeling for her pubic hair.
Sue stopped moving. I was intent upon my examination of her Mons,
and was surprised when she slipped her panties down and kicked
them off. I now touched her baby soft skin, not a hair in sight.
"Do you like it?" she asked. "I like to shave completely clean,
then when I feel my lovers pubic hair brushing against my bare
cunt, well it sends me into heaven." I looked up at her. "I've
never seen anyone completely shaven before, do you do it
yourself?" I asked. "No, normally I get my lover to do it for me.
Its so much better when someone else does it." Sue replied. I
couldn't help myself and replied "Anything that happens down
there is better when someone else does it for you." "That's very
true." Sue replied. "Now Let's get on with your massage."

Sue started at my shoulders, standing in front of me her legs
parted. I stared at her exposed labia, watching the soft lips as
she moved. Then I noticed that Sue's labia started to open. A
wetness appearing on her inner lips. I reached forward and
touched one wet lip with my finger, collecting some of the liquid
on my fingertip. I licked my finger, tasting Sue's special
flavour. "Ohhhh... You can do that as often as you want." Sue
said. But then she moved around to start on my back. I felt the
couch move as she climbed on, then her weight settle on me as she
knelt astride me. I could feel the heat of her thighs and the
wetness of her slit against my thighs. Her hands started to run
over my lower back and sides. Brushing against the edge of my
small breasts. My nipples hardening and digging into the firm
couch. Sue edged down lower, her weight on my calves as she
massaged my lower back. Then she moved to one side and parted my
legs. She then knelt in between my parted legs and continued my
massage. Her hands roamed over and between my buttocks, but
didn't touch my slit at all. My legs were then completed I felt
relaxed and warm.

"Turn over." said Sue. I did and looked up at her kneeling beside
me. She was still wearing her bra but nothing else. "How are you
feeling?" she asked me. "Wonderful, just wonderful." I replied.
"Ready for this side?" she asked. "Oh yes, I'm ready." I replied.
"Er Sue?" I started, hesitantly. "Yes Karen." "Sue, would you
take off your bra?" I asked. Sue smiled and rested back on her
heels. "Of course I will." She said, reaching behind her, then
pulled her bra off letting her full breasts free. I looked up at
them, she was larger that Aunt Gail. The dark nipples were
already hard and crinkled. I reached up and cupped both tits,
sliding my thumbs over her nipples. Sue threw her head back and
pushed her tits into my hands. She let me fondle her for a couple
of minutes, then covered my hands with hers. "It's my turn to
turn you on." She said then got off the couch. Sue walked around
to the head of the couch, took up a jar of cream and scooped a
generous portion out. She stood by my head, leaned forward and
spread the cream over my upper chest, then my breasts. Rotating
each tit and squeezing each nipple between thumb and forefinger.
The cream seemed to burn into my nipples. Over the rest of the
skin it was warming, but my sensitive nipples burned. The heat
set up a fire within me. Sue smiled down at me as my nipples
hardened and crinkled, erecting more that ever before. I looked
up at her, smiling back. Then closed my eyes and gasped as she
continued. As her hands reached lower, so her breasts descended
toward my mouth. I looked at her tits. Her nipples already erect.
Then I lifted my head and sucked a nipple into my mouth. With a
gentle suction to hold her within my mouth, I ran my tongue over
the entrapped bud. I closed my eyes and suckled on her. Nipped
her and tried to bury my face into her firm breast. I reached up
and grasped both tits. Gently at first, but with increasing
pressure I gripped and squeezed her sucked and chewed upon her
and licked her. I felt Sue's nipples grow longer, harder. More to
take into my mouth, more to tease and please, more to please me.

Sue had reached my abdomen and she knelt up upon the couch,
moving her tits out of my reach. She knelt beside my head, knees
wide apart as she continued to massage my lower abdomen. I looked
up at her hairless slit, saw it glistening from her own fluids. I
knew what I WANTED to do, to bury my head between her legs and
suck upon her slit, to push my tongue deep into her cunt, to pull
on her clit until she came in my mouth, then to drink her
spending as it flowed from her. My need was so great that I
didn't notice my legs turn outward, then part. My knees raising
until I was completely open and exposed to her.

Her hand descended between my legs, a finger dipping deep into my
cunt. I squirmed around and pushed my head between her legs. I
locked my lips onto her wet labia and thrust upward driving my
face into her wet sex as I sucked her deep into me. I felt the
heat of her breath between my legs, then her hot wet tongue
speared into me. We teased each other mercilessly, both driving
the other onto their orgasm, mindless of our own pleasure.
Sweating and panting, hands roamed everywhere. My nipples being
pulled and twisted as I thrust two fingers into her ass. A finger
invaded my ass as a thumb dipped into my cunt, they met and
rubbed the thin separating membrane. I twisted onto my side then
forced Sue onto her back. I pushed my head between her legs again
as she easily lifted me onto her face. I felt her tense, her legs
trapped my head, pulling me against her sopping cunt. Once,
twice, again, again, she came. Her juices flowing freely into my
waiting hungry mouth. I sucked and drank her juices direct from
the hot source as she moaned and gasped into my own, waiting,
wanting, cunt. As her orgasm spent, she lifted her head again and
nipped my clit in her teeth. As she pulled and twisted, I hit my
own orgasm. My turn now to grip her with my legs, and squirt my
cum into Sue's mouth. I felt her mouth sucking and moving against
me as she drank. I finished and fell back against the couch. We
both lay spent. Holding each other nuzzling faces into flesh.
Still in our 69 position.

We showered together. I admired her body, trim and firm. Slender,
with full firm breasts, looking all the larger due to her
slenderness. Her apple shaped buttocks looking even sexier when
wet and soapy. Sue slipped her hand between my legs and teased my
clit into life. Moments later I came again, holding onto her
shoulders and burying my face between her breasts.

Sue dried and dressed me. I returned to my room a rosy, satisfied
glow on my cheeks. Nurse Blake saw me as I entered the ward. "Oh
Karen, You DO look good" she leaned toward me and whispered
"Getting screwed must agree with you." We laughed and I went back
to lay on my bed. I couldn't read or anything, I just wanted to
remember the last few hours.

The next day Dr Jenkins, the doctor in charge of me, saw me. He
looked at my chart and gave me a quick examination. "Well done
young lady. You have shown a remarkable improvement over the last
couple of days, so I think we'll let you go home this afternoon -
you still have to rest though!" He glared at me. I knew him to be
a big teddy bear, all gruff and growling, but ever so kind
inside. I smiled at him and he smiled back. "You go home then
Karen. Well see you again if you need us." He kissed me on my
forehead and left.

I smiled to my self; at last I was going to my new home with Gail
and Uncle Paul, Rae and Leslie. My new life starts in a few
hours.


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