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Dark Youth, Sweet Child
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Archive Name: DYSCHILD.asc (for you PC users)
Contains : Masturbation, Lesbian.
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Dark Youth, Sweet Child
Written by Shri ©1995
Chapter I
Cold Greetings
A soft misty rain fell from the darkening clouds in the sky, as the
dawn light, softly lit the trees and flowers that filled every nook and
cranny of the quiet forest. Nothing in the woods could be heard, neither a
small bird chirping, or a scurry of claws along a tree branch. But through
the silence, the small forest animals could still detect movement.
With careful steps, a child no older than thirteen, moved closer to the
edge of a small lake, as it rippled gently with from the rain and wind. Her
long, blonde wavy hair, clung to her face and neck, as her white floral
dress stuck like glue too her cold pale skin. In front of her sat a large
rock, and on it rested slinky jet black clothes that obviously had been
left by someone. As she approached, she allowed her eyes to scan the area
for who ever might have owned them. With each step, her excitement grew,
and once she had finally reached her goal, she quickly grabbed the garments
and hugged them tightly to her chest, as she giggled with joy.
"PUT THEM BACK!" A female voice yelled out harshly from behind.
With sudden fear, the girl screamed and threw her arms up in a panic,
which sent the owners clothes shooting forward and into the lake.
"Oh shit!" The female said as she shoved past the girl, and rushed into
the water to retrieve her clothes in an attempt to save them from getting
too wet. The stranger plucked her clothes from the water, and held them up
in the air as she turned to yell at the young girl once more. "Look what
you did, didn't your mother tell you never to touch what's not yours?
They're soaked through. What the hell am I gonna do now aye?"
The girl dropped her head and began to cry and shake, as she muttered
apologies that could barely be heard by the angry stranger.
Suddenly the girl felt hands on her shoulders, as the stranger crouched
down and pulled her against her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout at you
like that, I really am sorry, please forgive me sweetie?"
The girl looked up at the stranger and stared right into her soft brown
eyes, as her cry turned into sniffles and light sobs.
"My names Pagan, what's yours?" The stranger asked, as she gently
rubbed the girls back.
"Ch.. Charlotte." The girl replied.
"Charlotte, that's a pretty name. Well Charlotte, it appears as if I'm
going to have to take you back to your parents. You shouldn't be out here
alone all by yourself, especially at this time of the morning."
"I don't have any parents."
"Oh, I'm sorry; perhaps your grandparents?"
"No."
Pagan sat back and relaxed her grip on Charlotte. "Who do you live with
then?"
"I live by myself." Charlotte paused for a brief moment, before she
continued. "It's lonely sometimes, but I get to do what I like."
With a smile upon Pagan's face she spoke. "We're like two peas in a
pod, you and I. Both without family, and both living alone. Don't you find
it hard living way out here, where the food and shelter is hard to come by?
I found it bad enough in the city!"
"No, I live in my parents house. They left me behind, when they moved
away, I guess in a way I'm at least lucky enough to have a warm place to
live."
Pagan hugged Charlotte tighter, as a tear formed upon her sweet face.
"Oh, I'm so sorry about the way your parents left you alone like that. How
long have you been living by yourself?"
"Five years I think, but I'm not to sure."
As the two held each other tightly, the misty rain began to get harder,
and thicker, while the force of the wind increased so that branches were
beginning to sway.
"We've got to get some shelter, do you live close?" Pagan asked.
Charlotte nodded her head and pointed towards what appeared to be a
make shift pathway, in amongst thick scrub. Pagan stood up, and took a hold
of Charlotte's hand as they raced for shelter.
Chapter II
Warm And Dry
Pagan soon discovered that the path was long, slippery and windy, as
their bodies began to be pelted with harsh wind and rain from the growing
storm. The long path sent them in all directions, as it wound it's way past
trees, over gullies, and down slopes. It seemed like the pathway would be
never ending, until eventually, Pagan finally set her eyes upon Charlotte's
home. It appeared to be more like a cabin than anything else, and it was
obvious that the place was very old indeed. As they climbed the rotting
steps to the door, Pagan's left foot crashed through one of the old wood
boards. With quick action, Pagan managed to regain balance in time to stop
herself from falling backwards, and landing hard on the muddy ground.
"Are you alright Pagan, I forgot to warn you about the steps here?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, but I'll be better when we get inside." Pagan smiled.
Finally Pagan and Charlotte were undercover from the now full blown
storm outside. As Pagan stood in the middle of a dark room, holding her wet
clothes, Charlotte ignited some small dry twigs to start a warm blazing
fire to both light up the room, and dry them off.
As Pagan stood there shivering, Charlotte turned to examine her new
friend. Pagan was young, maybe seventeen, or eighteen. She had long
beautiful jet black hair, and her skin was slightly pale. She was rather
thin, and Charlotte couldn't help but count her exposed ribs. All that she
wore was a tiny black bra, and even smaller frilled black knickers. Her
damp clothes were obviously the only other things she possessed.
"The fires ready, come and join me." Charlotte said as she cuddled up
into her self next to the glowing flames.
Pagan looked around the room, to see little, only a couple of wood
chairs covered in fabric, and a small table here and there. Once Pagan had
finished examining the area, she sat down in front of Charlotte, and
crossed her legs. The flames wrapped it's warmth around Pagan for the first
time, sending her cold tired body slowly back to life. "Aaaahhh, This is
nice, I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't have meet you.
Especially with that storm outside."
Charlotte looked up, and rested her chin on her knees. "What were you
doing way out here, this place is miles away from any town, let alone a
city?"
"It's a long story you don't wanna hear. Let's just say that I got fed
up with the life, and decided to go hitch hiking, and this is where I ended
up. And as I was wondering through the bush, I came upon the lake, so I
decided to go for a swim. That's when I met you going through my clothes."
"I wasn't going through your clothes, I was just holding them, that's
all." Charlotte grumbled.
"Yeah, sorry, you know what I mean?" Pagan said, as she stared deep
into the dancing flames, before she continued. "Have you got anything to
eat around here, I haven't fed in a long time?"
"Just wait here." And with that, Charlotte sprung to her feet, and
dashed into another dark lit room. A few minutes passed, before Charlotte
reappeared, holding a small wood tray with a bowl on top of it. "Here you
go, nice hot soup, I hope you like it, I make it myself?"
Pagan, took a few sips, and then answered. "It's great, this is the
best feed I've had in a long time. You really shouldn't have gone to so
much trouble though."
"Oh it was no problem, I had a pot full of it, all I had to do was warm
it up on the stove."
"Aren't you going to have some too, you look pale, it might warm you
up?" Pagan said as she gulped down another spoon full.
"You can talk, your not exactly pink either." Charlotte joked. "It gets
pretty cold in these parts, so I reckon it'll take a bit of time before we
both warm up." Charlotte watched as Pagan downed the last of the soup. "Do
you want some more, I've got heaps?"
Pagan placed the bowl to her side, and answered. "Not right now thanks,
but I'll probably have some later." The two sat quietly as they stared into
the flames, until she spoke once again. "Did you like the clothes I left on
the rock?"
Charlotte turned her eyes towards Pagan. "They looked nice, I wish I
had clothes like that, all I have are these silly things." Charlotte said
as she pulled on her dress.
Pagan uncrossed her legs, grabbed her clothes, and shifted closer to
Charlotte. "Here, try 'em on, they probably won't fit ya, but at least you
can say you've worn some thing besides your dull dresses!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure, go on, it'll be fun."
Charlotte stood up, and quickly pulled her dress over her head. Then
she took Pagan's small black T-shirt, and slipped it on. "It actually fits,
see." Charlotte said, as she spun around to show off the T-shirt.
"You look great." Pagan said as she sat up. "Just turn your back
towards me for a second though, I've gotta straighten the seams, you
wouldn't wanna look like a beginner at this would ya?" Pagan laughed.
Charlotte steadied herself, as Pagan began to correct the T-shirt. Then
slowly Pagan slipped her hands under Charlotte's arms, and guided them onto
her small youthful breasts. "Hey that tickles!" Charlotte giggled. Pagan
caressed her skin through the fabric a few more times, before she withdrew
her hands away, to slowly turn Charlotte around..
"There that's better." Pagan said, as she gently rubbed Charlotte's
shoulders. "How does it feel?"
"It's neat, I wish I could keep it."
Pagan sat back again, and looked at the fire. "Maybe I'll give it to
you, but right now, you'd better take it off before you catch cold."
Charlotte hesitantly slipped the T-shirt off, and handed it back to Pagan.
Then as she bent down to pick up her dress, Pagan took a hold of her hand.
"No you better keep that off too. It would be pretty wet as well."
Charlotte agreed to Pagan's suggestion, and sat back down while Pagan
watched intensely. Charlotte's tender body was obviously turning into a
young woman. Her small breasts were beginning to take form, and her hips
and waist were slowly taking shape. "Your a very pretty young lady
Charlotte." Pagan said as she leaned forward, and gently ran her fingers
down the outside of Charlotte's right leg.
"Thanks." Charlotte said shyly.
The two sat quiet once more, until Pagan spoke yet again. "Would you
mind if I took off the rest of my things, they're pretty wet you know,
especially after the swim, let alone running through the storm outside?"
"Well I wouldn't want you to catch cold either." Charlotte said jokingly.
Charlotte watched, as Pagan moved her hands behind her back, to unclip
her bra. Within seconds the bra was nudged off of her shoulders, and onto
the wood floor. Her breasts were small, not that much bigger than
Charlotte's really, only Pagan's had taken a firm shape. Then Pagan, laid
on the ground and lifted her buttocks, as she slipped her knickers off.
With a flick of the wrist, her knickers were slipped over her ankles and
onto the floor with the rest of her damp clothing.
Pagan sat back up, and loosely crossed her legs again. "There that's
better, no more wet clothes. You should take off your panties Charlotte,
they're probably wet, considering the dress was soaked through."
Charlotte pressed into her panties to feel dampness against her skin.
Then she decided to copy Pagan's technique and with in a few short seconds,
Charlotte slipped her panties down her legs, to fling them off onto the
floor. The two sat there naked, not uttering a single word, as they both
looked at each other. Pagan moved her eyes lower, to see the small growth
of soft blonde hairs catching the fire light, as it nestled between her
young smooth legs. As she continued to stare, Charlotte moved her attention
down to Pagan's inner thighs also. Charlotte was shocked to see that Pagan
had only a tiny little batch of black silky hair just above her slit.
"W, W, Why do you have, so little?" Charlotte asked, as her face turned
red.
Pagan leaned forward again, and answered. "As you get older the hairs
get thicker. Some girls leave them that way, but some, like me prefer to
trim them, because it looks nicer."
"Why would it matter if they look nice or not, no one would see?"
Pagan, shifted herself closer to Charlotte, and placed her left hand on
Charlotte's right knee. "Boys would, and even some girls."
"Why would they want to see what's under a girls panties?"
Pagan leaned forward, and kissed Charlotte tenderly on the lips. "Let
me show you Charlotte, then you'll understand why."
Chapter III
Desires
Charlotte suddenly felt nervous, as Pagan gently parted her legs, to
reveal much more than she had intended. With a slow movement, Pagan
carefully glided her fingers up the inside of Charlotte's leg, until they
were less than an inch from her young and tender cunny lips.
"Charlotte, your skin is so silky, your more than I could ever have
imagined. I wish I could take you know, but first, you must learn to enjoy
yourself." As Pagan said that, she withdrew her small hand away from
Charlotte's pussy, and kissed her on the mouth one more time.
Charlotte watched, as Pagan moved back, and rested herself against a
one of the chairs. Once she was ready, she parted her legs, and with great
care, she began to caress and explore the warm pink flesh that nestled just
below her soft black curls. Pagan touched, pinched, and rubbed her fingers
across every nook and cranny that was within reach of her finger tips. And
with each touch a slight moan escaped from between her lips.
Pagan looked lovingly into her young partners eyes, and spoke softly to
her. "Join me Charlotte, explore the secrets of your body, it is time you
learnt them."
With great hesitancy, Charlotte leaned back, and looked down at her
soft blonde hairs that rested between her sweet inner thighs. With a slow
and innocent touch, Charlotte glided her middle finger in between her soft
young lips, to experience a feeling that she had never dreamt of. For the
first time her inner thighs were giving her feelings that she had never
experienced, and with each new touch, she soon discovered that it was
something she was quickly enjoying.
"Doesn't it feel nice Charlotte, and don't you feel all warm and soft
inside?" Pagan said, as she began a rhythm with her hard burning clit.
Charlotte looked up and smiled, before she fell back, to allow her
other hand to join in on the pleasure seeking. The sight of a young teenage
girl experiencing herself for the first time brought Pagan to new sexual
heights. And it wasn't long, before she began to moan, and shake, as a
vibrant surge of wild pleasure swept through her whole body from top to
bottom.
Charlotte was to busy with her own actions, to notice the orgasm that
Pagan had just experienced, as well as failing to notice that Pagan had
moved onto her stomach, and had slipped herself in between her Charlotte's
young spread legs.
Fear, followed by ecstasy, ran rampant through Charlotte, as Pagan
began to kiss and touch her warm moist pussy. The feeling of someone else
giving her that pleasure was wonderful, and it didn't take long for
Charlotte to naturally spread her legs wider, and move her hands away to
allow Pagan full movement of her newly discovered pleasure.
Pagan smiled, as she heard soft moans, coming from Charlotte's lips,
and with that incentive, she brought her tongue down, and began to lick her
hard little clit with passion. Charlotte arched her back, and squeezed on
her small little tits, as Pagan inserted a finger carefully into
Charlotte's tight entrance. "Oh god Charlotte, you feel so good. You make
making so hot between my legs."
Charlotte sat up slightly, to see Pagan kissing and touching her moist
little pussy, and suddenly Charlotte felt that she had to return the
favour. "Please Pagan, can I do it to you?"
Pagan stopped, and then began to kiss her way up Charlotte's body. The
young silky flesh under her lips and tongue nearly brought her to yet
another orgasm, and when she found her erect nipples, she sighed with
utter delight. Charlotte closed her eyes, as Pagan sucked, and fondled
each nipple in turn, until Finally, she felt Pagan's tongue move onwards
once more. Soon their lips met for the third time, and this time, Pagan
gently slipped her tongue inside Charlotte's curious mouth. It felt like
hours had passed by, as Pagan and Charlotte explored each others warm
mouths and tongues with an passion neither had felt before.
After one more deep and lasting kiss, Pagan turned around to give her
young lover the experience she was begging for. Pagan sighed heavily, as
Charlotte glided her tongue in between her moist lips to taste the juices
her body was freely creating. As Charlotte explored Pagan's own young
cunt, Pagan returned her attention back to Charlotte's hot little clit.
The two moaned and sighed with each minute as they moved their fingers in
and around each others tunnels, while their tongues explored the hard
flesh that caused their bodies to shake with pleasure.
Time passed slowly, as Charlotte and Pagan brought each other to a peak
that would soon bust into a passionate embrace. Their tongues and fingers
increased speed with each second, until in one single gasp of breath, both
their bodies exploded with a force of pure energy, that sent their bodies
shaking wildly, and without control. Charlotte screamed as her body gave
way to an experience more powerful than she had ever dreamt, but with each
pulse the pleasure decreased, until finally their bodies tired from their
tender love. A relaxed state fell upon them, and with a slight push, Pagan
rolled over and laid breathing heavily next to Charlotte.
"Ch, Charlotte, now do you under stand why people like to get into
girls panties?
Charlotte slowly spun round, until their eyes met once more. With a
sweet smile, she spoke. "Yes I understand now, thank you Pagan, thank you
for showing me these feelings I had never known." And with that Charlotte
kissed Pagan lovingly on the lips.
The two sat there quietly for some time, until Pagan spoke once more.
"Are you sick Charlotte, your complexion still appears rather pale, even
after our heated exchange?"
Charlotte sat up, and looked down at Pagan. "No I'm fine. Pagan, would
you allow me to give you an experience you have never felt before, just
like you showed me just now?"
Pagan looked up. "Sure, what is it?"
"Sit up for me, and turn towards the fire, and I'll show you."
Pagan did as requested, and turned to face away from Charlotte. "Now
what?"
"Just wait."
Pagan smiled, as Charlotte pressed her small body against her, and the
feeling of her tiny nipples pushing into her back was beginning to get
Pagan excited once again. As Charlotte shifted Pagan's long silky hair to
one side, Pagan giggled with excitement. Then Pagan felt a tickle against
the side of her neck, as Charlotte kissed her warm flesh. With one action,
Pagan screamed with ecstasy, as her lover began to drink from her flowing
veins. Slowly Pagan felt her energy drain, until Charlotte held Pagan's
lifeless shell within her arms. It was an experience Pagan would never
forget right through to the very end.
Epilogue
The sun light was slowly setting over the horizon, as the forest
animals slowly got ready for the nights adventures. In the distance a sound
of crunching leaves could be heard, as a girl around her early twenties,
wandered casually through amongst the trees. She was carrying a large green
back pack, and wearing blue denim shorts, and a red T-shirt. As she neared
a lake, she heard crying behind a tree. With a quickened pace, she
discovered a young teenager with long blonde wavy hair, wearing a white
dirty dress.
"What's wrong child?" The backpacker asked?
"I'm lost, my parents took me for a picnic, but they left without me.
I'm so scared." She said as tears continued to roll down her face.
The backpacker, squatted down, and wiped the tears from the girls
cheeks. "Don't worry, I'll look after you, my names Tracy, what's yours?
"Pagan!"
-The End-
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