Recess- girls night in

Girls night in.
Englishwitch
I don't have anything to do with recess. I'm just a fan.
"Termites." Said the exterminator looking at the rotting wood. "We'll have to tent the whole house and fumigate. It'll take at least three days, you'll need somewhere else to stay." Spinelli's parents nodded their heads. Spinnelli herself was a little pleased that they would finally be getting rid of those troublesome little pests.
"Well, we can't afford a hotel and the extermination." Said her father. "I guess we could stay at your sisters." Spinelli's eyes widened at the thought of staying at Aunt Mabels. She was still having therapy from the last time.
"Wait." She screamed as she leapt to her feet. "Can I stay at one of my friends." He parents thought about it or a second.
"If their parents say yes, then its alright." Spinnelli breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the phone.
Gretchen opened the door with a wide smile upon her face. Spinnelli was smiling too, at the thought of not spending three days at her Aunt Mabels.
"May I help you with your bags?" She said reaching for Spinelli's suitcase. Spinnelli pulled the suitcase out of Gretchen reach, she never liked people touching her things. She saw Gretchen's hurt expression and quickly passed her backpack to her.
"I'm a guest in your house, you should take the lighter bag." She said. Gretchen seemed satisfied with this and walked back into the house, Spinnelli close behind.
Gretchen walked Spinnelli through to her room. It was just as Spinnelli had imagined it. There were shelves all over the walls and they were full of books on biology, chemistry, physics and history. There was even a telescope was set up by the window and a chemistry kit set up on the desk.
"You can take the bed if you want. Or it will just be an inflatable mattress on the floor." Spinnelli put her case down on the floor.
"I'll just take the mattress on the floor." Gretchen smiled.
"I must say I'm grateful you chose to stay here while your house is being fumigated." Spinnelli nodded. She had wanted to stay with TJ, he had cable. But her parents wouldn't let her stay with a boy, so Gretchen was the only choice. But she decided Gretchen would be happier not knowing that fact.
"Well I knew I could depend on you." Gretchen nodded.
"My home is your home. I know you would do the same for me." Spinnelli nodded that much was true, she would always help out a friend in need.
"Dinners ready." Yelled a muffled voice from within the house.
"We'll unpack later, for now, lets eat." Said Gretchen, leading Spinnelli out of the bedroom.
Hours later, it was time for bed. Gretchen and Spinnelli both went into the bedroom to prepare. Gretchen's mother had already set up the airbed over the course of the evening. Gretchen lifted her pillow and grabbed the pyjamas underneath. It was just a small T-shirt and a pair of small shorts. Spinnelli opened her suitcase and pulled out a long white T-shirt with two boxing gloves printed on it. The shirt was at least two metres long, more than twice Spinnelli's height. Gretchen unbuttoned her blue dress and let it fall to the ground. Underneath she was wearing a white blouse and small pink panties. She pulled off the blouse and revealed her bare chest. Spinnelli noticed two, strawberry sized lumps over her nipples. Her breasts were starting to grow. She continued to stare as Gretchen pulled off her panties, revealing her bare pussy. Small stubble was just beginning to grow. For a moment she stood before Spinnelli in all her naked glory. Spinnelli felt a tingling between her legs, and her own pussy began to feel slightly damp.
Spinnelli had been so distracted that she hadn't noticed that she had been automatically undressing the whole time. But Gretchen had noticed. She watched as Spinnelli pulled off her T-shirt, exposing her bare chest to the air. She saw the two small bumps growing on her chest, prepubescent breasts. She felt a small urge to touch them for a second, but it quickly passed. Spinnelli pulled off her stockings and then her skirt. She stood before Gretchen in white panties with a tiny pink bow on them. She began to feel and moistness in her pussy, and she felt her own pink panties grow damp. She pulled them off before Spinnelli could see the wet spot. Spinnelli pulled her own panties off and tossed them to the floor, her hairless pussy was exposed to the world. Gretchen longed for a second to touch the perfect little cunt. Her own pussy began to grow damp and demanded that she touch herself.
The two girls stared at each other's naked bodies for what felt like centuries, but really only seconds had passed. Slowly they came to their senses and pulled on their nightclothes. Spinnelli's long shirt hung off her small form. Giving the impression of someone that had shrunk. Gretchen's clothes however had the opposite effect. They clung tightly to her body, enhancing her almost none existent curves and breasts, the T-shirt showed off her slim belly and clung tightly around her ribs. The shorts were small and tight, giving Spinnelli a good look at her well formed tight ass. The legs of the shorts clung tightly to her thighs and were only just big enough to stop them becoming panties. All in all it gave the impression of someone that had grown several feet in just a few seconds. Spinnelli looked at the tight, revealing clothes and felt the tingling return again to her bare pussy, this time she felt a small droplet of fluid run own her leg.
"How can you sleep in clothes so small and tight?" Asked Spinnelli with curiosity as she sat on the airbed and crossed her legs. She felt the cool air drift over her damp pussy, it felt good. She longed to touch herself there, something told her to do so, but she didn't want to do it with Gretchen in the room. Gretchen sat on the bed and folded her legs. Her pussy ached to be touched, but she wasn't alone, she knew she couldn't do it.
"It just feels comforting for me that's all. I can't sleep unless I'm wearing nice tight pyjamas." They fell silent for a few moments. Both of their heads were filled with images of the other naked and they grew steadily hornier, until Gretches aching pussy couldn't stand it anymore.
"Spinnelli, can I ask you a question?" Spinnelli nodded her head. Gretchen's face grew slightly red with embarrassment.
"Have you ever thought of touching yourself. Down there?" She pointed between Spinnelli's legs. Spinnelli understood where she meant straight away. No, she hadn't ever touched herself there before, she had never wanted to before, until she saw Gretchen's beautiful naked body. She decided to play the innocent.
"Where do you mean Gretch? Show me." Gretchen smiled at the invitation. She climbed onto her knees and sat on the floor in front of Spinnelli. She reached under Spinnelli's shirt and pulled her legs out of their crossed position until they were open wide. She pushed up her massive night-shirt. Spinnelli lifted her pert buttocks and Gretchen continued to push up the T-shirt. She lightly brushed Spinnelli's ass as her hands passed, causing Spinnelli to giggle and smile. Gretchen pulled the T-shirt free of Spinnelli's body, leaving her sitting on the floor, naked and her legs wide open. For a few seconds Gretchen admired Spinnelli's young nude body, a body just on the beginning stages of puberty, which Gretchen herself had started months ago. Gretchen licked her finger ad pointed to Spinnelli's pussy.
"I tend to do it like this." She gently began to rub her finger slowly up and down Spinnelli's already moist pussy. Spinnelli gasped and fell onto her back. Pleasure rippled through her body, her tiny nipples responded and grew instantly hard. Gretchen saw this and smiled.
"I see I'm doing something right." She leaned in kissed one of Spinnelli's hardened nipples. Spinnelli gasped as yet another wave of pleasure spread through her body. Gretchen rubbed Spinnelli's clit and sucked her hard nipple. She felt her own pussy soak her shorts and ached to be touched, while her own nipples grew hard as diamonds and stuck out through the material of her T-shirt. It felt good as the cloth rubbed against them, but it wasn't a decent substitute for actually touching them herself. She slowly pushed open the folds of Spinnelli's pussy and gently inserted her long middle finger. Spinnelli almost screamed as the waves of sensuality took over her body. Her pussy flooded with juices that dripped over Gretchen's hand and soaked the floor beneath them.
"Oh god Gretch, don't stop." She gasped quietly. Gretchen smiled and began to slowly move her finger in and out of Spinnelli's virgin pussy. Spinnelli arched her back and began to grind her hips in rhythm to Gretchen's movements. She gasped and bit her lip as she felt a pressure building up between her legs. The pure pleasure had taken over her body and she writhed around on the floor. Gretchen Spinnelli was close, but she couldn't stand it anymore, her own pussy was waiting for release and she couldn't wait any longer. She pulled her finger out of Spinnelli's pussy and hurriedly puled off her own pyjamas. Spinnelli let out a disappointed groan as the pleasure stopped. She opened her eyes and saw Gretchen had pulled off her clothes and was beginning to finger her own pussy, letting out loud satisfied groans. Spinnelli realised that while Gretchen had been pleasuring her, Gretchen herself had just been growing hornier and hornier, but had received no release. Spinnelli thought about what she was about to do for a second, and only a second. Gretchen had made her feel so good, the least she could do as return the favour.
Spinnelli leaned in and rubbed her hands over Gretchen's small breasts. She felt them jealously, as they were slightly bigger than her own. Gretchen realised what was happening and her eyes snapped open and her fingers left her pussy.
"Spinnelli, I-" Spinnelli put a finger on Gretchens lips and shushed her.
"Call me Ashley." Gretchen stared, Spinnelli never let anyone call her by her fist name. Spinnelli leaned forward and kissed Gretchens soft lips. They were soft and full. They seemed to be full of a sparking energy that excited her. Spinnelli's hands moved further down and her fingers gently entered Gretchen's soaking pussy.
"Oh, Ashley." Moaned Gretchen loudly. Ashley licked and sucked at Gretchen's nipple, while at the same time gently rubbing her pussy. Gretchen's hands moved up and she slid two of her fingers into Ashley's pussy. Ashley nearly collapsed as the carnal pleasures raged in her body once again. She groaned and rubbed Gretchen's pussy more vigorously. Gretchen moaned deeply and arched her back and ground her hips in rhythm to Spinnelli's fingers. Spinnelli hlf glf ground her own hips in rhythm to Gretchen's fingers. Gretchen had never felt anything this good before, she had masturbated many times, but to actually have someone else do it was a whole different experience. She felt the pure pleasure tear its way through her body, making her groan breathlessly.
"Oh Ashley, make me cum. She yelled, not caring her parents were in the house. Ashley could feel a pressure and tingling begin to build up in her pussy. Her own orgasm was near and she couldn't last more than a couple of minutes. Gretchen was not in her pre-orgasm build-up, but she was close, Spinnelli could tell by the pressure of the muscles around her fingers. She suddenly had an idea, she leaned over, careful not to let Gretchen's fingers slide out of her pussy. She leaned until her face was just centimetres away from Gretchen's cunt. She could smell her sweat aroma, this aroused her even more and brought her slightly closer to orgasm. She sniffed Gretchen's sweet perfume for several more seconds, and then she couldn't resist anymore. Not removing her fingers from Gretchen's pussy, Ashley leaned in and licked at Gretchens cunt.
"Holy fucking Jesus, don't stop that." Screamed Gretchen at the top of her lungs as this entirely new pleasure burst its way through her body. She had a massive body spasm and her whole body did a violent twitch. This twitch rammed her fingers deeper into Ashley's cunt and Spinnelli gasped with the new sensation. Her very soul was on fire, she couldn't hold out much longer. It took all of her willpower not to twitch and writhe like Gretchen. Ashley lowered her head and licked at Gretchen's pussy, around her fingers. Again this caused another spasm that jammed Gretchens fingers deeper into Ashley's pussy. Her virginity had long since been taken by Gretchen's fingers, but so good were the feelings that ravaged her body, she hadn't noticed. And vice versa. Spili cli could feel the pleasure in her pussy was too much, she couldn't hold on for more than a few seconds, one more spasm from Gretchen wouldn't just send her over the edge, it would blast her over, out of a cannon. She went all out and rammed her face into Gretchens pussy and licked away to the soft, warm, sweet folds with everything she had. She felt the folds of Gretchen's pussy grow tight around her tongue for half a second. Then Gretchen screamed and pussy juices exploded over Ashley's face. The orgasm produced the biggest spasm ever and Gretchen's entire hand was almost rammed up Spinnelli's tight pussy. Ashley herself screamed as her own orgasm ravaged its way through her body. Her pussy juices squirted over Gretchen's hand and dripped onto the floor.
The two girls collapsed, gasping for breath and were both thoroughly satisfied and soaked with sweat and cum. Spinnelli licked her lips and tasted Gretchens sweet juices.
"You know what." She said panting. "I wish the exterminator was going to take longer." They two fell asleep in each other's arms, with extremely wide smiles on their faces.