Chapter 30

Lauren woke just after eight o'clock, alone and rested. She stretched lazily over to the light by her bed and flicked the switch. She looked at the mess of clothing on the floor. A few months ago she might have groaned inwardly as she recollected their activities but that morning a smile spread across her lips as she replayed the action and sensed again the sensuous and outrageous loving they had enjoyed. Her skirt and bra lay by the door, unceremoniously tossed away in the heat of the night. Emma's knickers dangled from the corner of her bed, childlike in their size and style. She had no idea where her stockings had ended up. A hand slid across her breasts as she stretched, smoothing her stomach and finding the warmth between her legs. She curled up tightly, almost giggling as her thighs trapped her hand.

Reluctantly, she eventually slipped out of bed, naked, and wandered into her bathroom to use the toilet. Her reflection in the mirror confirmed the late night they had enjoyed but her youth would enable her to spring back into shape within a few minutes of having a wash and brushing her hair. She leaned over the bath and turned on the taps. The scalding water gushed into the huge tub, steam filling the air and even the noise providing a comforting early- morning massage as she wandered back into the room.

She watched the television from the edge of the bed, toying absently with Emma's knickers as she waited for her coffee to brew. She absently brought them to her nose, inhaling the musky scent, awakening in a start as she realised just what she was doing.

There was very little news in Venezuela about San Falino, although she recognised some of the news footage from the reports that had been shown during the week back home. Returning to the bathroom with her coffee, she brushed her teeth and slid into the warmth of the water, carefully holding the cup in her hand and sipping as the water soothed her muscles.

She dreamed, her eyes focused on infinity in the water. Many minutes later, she heard Emma calling out, first from the lounge and then closer from her bedroom.

"Hey, morning!" said Emma, poking her head round the doorway. She wore a T-Shirt and probably nothing else. Her hair was ruffled but still glorious; her T-Shirt hung loosely away from her slim hips. Her tanned legs parted very slightly as she leaned against the door, allowing Lauren a view of the hallway beyond, framed by the little girl's thighs and pussy lips.

"Hi!" smiled Lauren, staring. Emma sat on the edge of the bath, her legs facing away from Lauren. The T-Shirt rose up over her thighs, revealing bare skin. "I made coffee with one of those percolator things - there's more in there if you want some"

"No, I'm fine" said Emma, looking down. Lauren felt her eyes follow a course from her head across her breasts and straight between her legs. Even though she knew that the image of her pussy would be fuzzy under the water, it aroused her to think that Emma was examining her body at this early hour. Lauren smiled at her, touching her thigh.

"I ache a bit"

"Where?" asked Emma, grinning a little.

"The backs of my thighs, like I ran from Boquette to here!"

Emma giggled. She slowly slipped off the side of the bath and knelt, trailing her hand in the water as she gently splashed Lauren's breasts. Her fingers ran around her shoulders, down her side and along her thigh and back again. She hummed a little tune, relaxing for several minutes in the hot steamy room. Lauren slipped lower into the bath, sighing as the water lapped at her hair. Emma's head rested on her arm as she played the water over her body.

"Want to join me?"

Emma stopped humming, looked kindly at Lauren and rose slowly. She pulled her T- Shirt over her head and stood against the bath, naked, her legs slightly parted.

"Do you want me to?" she asked.

Lauren touched her thigh, around the top of her labia and down between her legs. Her fingers returned up the inside of her thighs and touched her sweet lips. Emma smiled and put her left foot into the water carefully as though testing the temperature. Her pussy lips parted gloriously and gave Lauren a perfect view of her slight arousal. She swung her leg over very slowly, deliberately, into the bath to stand in front of Lauren.

"Can I slip in beside you?" asked Emma.

Lauren moved to one side and let Emma slide in alongside. She put her arm around her and pulled her close, eyes fixed on her lips, waiting for the infinitely tiny signal that would confirm that a kiss was in order. It came with the smile in Emma's eyes. Lauren leaned and kissed her upper lip. Emma responded gently, resting her left hand on Lauren's waist, just below her breasts.

"I missed you last night" said Emma.

"Sweety, we can't stay together every night. Otherwise someone is sure to find out. And anyway, it makes our times together all the more wonderful"

"Hmm." replied Emma, brushing droplets of water off Lauren's breast. "But this is so good as well. So naughty." she said, swirling the water around in the bath. Lauren's stomach tensed as she felt a hand glide down towards her navel.

"Yeah!" whispered Lauren, caressing her cheek as if to silence her. She pushed her tongue between her lips and tasted her mouth. No toothpaste, no coffee. Lauren couldn't have cared less. She pulled Emma over so that she lay on top of her, making the water swish precariously close to the rim of the bath. Emma's pussy ground into her own while the smoothness of their legs and arms caused tremors and ideas to bubble up in both girls. Lauren felt her way along the little girl's back, down to the firm globes of her buttocks and deep into the crevice. Emma rested her head on Lauren's shoulder. The water lapped at her hair so that it darkened and dripped like Lauren's.

"Wash me!" said Lauren, reaching for the soap.

Emma knelt in front of her and lathered her hands before leaning over and rubbing the bubbles over Lauren's firm breasts, toying with her responding nipples. She even rubbed bubbles seductively over herself, pouting as if in a movie as she thrust her hand between her legs. Lauren smiled at her carefree nature and touched her thigh lightly. Emma's hands worked their way down to her legs, leaving a white trail of soap and slipperiness as she washed her knees and down to her feet.

"Let the water out a bit." suggested Lauren. Emma obeyed, the water gurgling out until less than an inch was left. Lauren felt the soapy young hands over her pubic hair, running down her labia and teasing her lips. She smiled broadly and closed her eyes, sighing with contentment. Emma moved her attention to her thighs, soaping them in a circular motion as she progressed from the tight tendons at the top of her thighs down to her knees, and finally arrived at her feet. Emma put one of her feet against her chest and pulled it tight against herself, looking along her legs to her pussy, exposed and dripping with bubbles. She glided slowly back up her legs, pushing Lauren's feet behind herself so that Lauren could wrap her legs around her waist, pulling her closer to her pussy.

Emma rubbed the bar of soap against her asshole in the lightest of movements, up and down along the length between the cheeks of her bottom to her lips. She splashed water over her occasionally, keeping the skin wet and slippery as Lauren's stomach muscles started to fret, contracting and rippling beneath her tan. Lauren raised her legs and rested them on the side of the bath. The tiny hands continued to wash her, teasing her hole for several minutes while Lauren moaned in appreciation, eyes closed and in awe of the gentle skill of the girl.

Lauren felt her insert a single, tiny finger into her bottom, then remove it immediately before introducing two, pushing hard into her anus while rubbing the soap against her pussy lips. She knew she would come within minutes, but felt that she wanted a change of scenery, wanted to be able see absolutely everything of Emma as she came.

"Hey, my turn. Stand up!" said Lauren, bringing her legs back into the shallow warm bath. She noticed a slight reluctance in Emma's eyes as she stood in front of her. Lauren pushed her palms between her knees and gently spread her legs. She looked up at the little girl, noticing the erect nipples that crowned her tiny breasts and her wan smile. Emma brushed her hair back from her face and held it behind her head, pushing her chest out while Lauren lathered her legs. She squeezed her buttocks, feeling the wet, firm flesh with her fingers and watched the tiny droplets of water trickling down from her pussy, along her thighs and into the bath.

She ran the bar of soap over Emma's pussy lips, pleased as the edge sank into her young sex and pushed the lips apart. Lauren shifted in the bath, her own pussy slick and ready and growing more anxious with every inch of exploration. Lauren dropped the soap and ran her finger along the length of Emma's slit. Her legs opened further in response as a whimper came from deep inside her and her hand rested on Lauren's shoulder. Lauren felt underneath her, past the opening to her vagina, and located her tight anus. She administered more soap to the area, causing a louder squeal from Emma as she intruded less than half an inch. Lauren thought that she must be feeling exceptionally aroused that morning, and decided that any further frolicking should wait until they were out of the bath, perhaps even in Emma's bed for a change.

Lauren took hold of her hips and guided her back into the water, then turned her round and wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling her back against her breasts so that she could kiss her ear. Emma leaned back, her muscles taught as she strained to kiss Lauren on the lips. Lauren cupped her breasts as they sank into the water, their legs entwined.