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Nora (a prequel to Eloise), set in 1877
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Archive-name: eloise-preq
The following erotic story involves lesbianism and teenage (eighteen
plus) consensual sex. It is also fiction. Any similarity to real
persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
This story is copyright 1994 by Hadley V. Baxendale. The author
expressly grants permission for this story to be redistributed
electronically as long as the text is not altered.
NOTE: "Nora" is a prequel to a previous story I posted here
entitled "Eloise." Several readers asked me to write about
Eloise's lover Nora. So here it is...
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NORA
A Prequel to "Eloise"
by Hadley V. Baxendale
NEW YORK CITY 1877
A whisper in the darkness. "Nora? Are you there?"
From the bedroom a young female voice quietly answered. "Yes,
Lucy, please come in. Shut the door. Quickly, now."
Ever so careful not to wake the household, Lucy closed the
bedroom door behind her.
From across the room, eighteen year-old Nora, blond, blue-eyed,
sat up in her bed. It was late. In the darkness of the room she
could see Lucy approach her draped bed.
"Oh Lucy, I'm so happy to see you. Please come to me," Nora
whispered.
Approaching Nora's bed, Lucy shed the blanket that had been
wrapped around her. A naked teenaged body was revealed. Nora
could make out Lucy's shapely curves in the darkness. Pulling
back the quilt on her bed, Nora reached out, guiding her young
lover to her side.
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At nineteen, Lucy was the youngest servant in the Spencer
household. She had dark brown hair and eyes. Her Italian skin
was a lovely olive. Along with her mother, she worked for Nora's
parents.
It was an easy trip up from the first floor servant's quarters to
Nora's bedroom. Ever since the day that Lucy had come to live
and work at the Spencer estate, she had had intimate feelings for
young Nora. Nora was beautiful and intelligent. Quite divine,
she thought. How she longed to get closer to this exquisite
female!
As the weeks passed in the Spencer home, Lucy would spend more
time with Nora. They eventually became best friends.
Mrs. Spencer would sometimes admonish Nora for keeping Lucy from
her work. But in the evening, after her chores, Lucy would sit
in Nora's room and listen as she read stories to her. It was a
time Lucy looked forward to quite often.
It was a strange friendship. Both girls were from completely
different worlds. Nora came from a wealthy and established New
York family. Well-tutored and properly mannered, she secretly
longed for something more then this upright and stiff upbringing.
Lucy, on the other hand, was the daughter of Italian immigrants.
Her father drove taxis and her mother was a maid. She only saw
her father on Sundays when they had the day off to attend church.
Most of Lucy's chores involved dusting the house, grocery
shopping and heating up water for the baths. Life was
comfortable working for the Spencers. Indeed, the family was
very kind to Lucy and her parents.
On one very hot summer afternoon day, when all of the adults were
out of the house, Nora and Lucy became lovers. It began quite
innocently, really.
Lucy was giving Nora a bath. As she rubbed Nora's skin with a
sponge, her fingers inadvertently brushed against the other
girl's nipples. Suddenly, Nora splashed Lucy with bathwater
soaking the upper half of her maid's uniform. Lucy splashed
back. Both girls erupted in laughter. Just then, Nora reached
out from her bubble bath to caress Lucy's chest. Through Lucy's
wet maids uniform, Nora could feel two large breasts. She patted
them gently with her hand. Lucy closed her eyes. At that moment
she felt a pair of moist soft lips touch her own. The feeling
was exquisite.
"Tah, tah. You're all wet, Ms. Lucy!" Nora declared jokingly.
"Yes, I can see that," Lucy answered back.
"You'd better dry off before Mother comes home," Nora said as she
toyed with the buttons on Lucy's blouse.
Lucy proceeded to unbutton her blouse. As she did so, Nora
playfully splashed Lucy with more water.
"Stop it, you rascal!" Lucy said.
Nora laughed.
Lucy's heart beat quickly. This was strange, undressing in
Nora's bedroom. But somehow it made her feel tingly inside. Of
course, she had taken the liberty, at times, when the household
was empty, of trying on Nora's expensive dresses. But this time,
Nora was present. As she undid the last button of her blouse,
Lucy pulled it open, exposing a white camisole. From there she
proceeded to unbutton the camisole revealing two large and firm
breasts. Scooping up a handful of bubbles, Nora placed them on
Lucy's bare chest.
"You look ridiculous," Nora said with a smile.
"No thanks to you, my little tyrant!" Lucy exclaimed.
Rising to her feet, Lucy took off her blouse and camisole.
Folding them carefully, she placed them on top of Nora's dresser.
"I'll go downstairs and get some dry clothing Nora."
"Not yet. Come over by me, precious," Nora said gently as she
rose in the bathtub.
As Lucy approached, Nora held out her arms. The two girls
embraced. Again, Nora's lips met Lucy's. They kissed.
Suddenly, Nora pulled Lucy into the tub with her. Whoosh! The
bathwater splashed onto the floor. The two girls erupted in
laughter.
"Now look what you've done, Ms. Nora!" Lucy giggled as she
splashed water into Nora's face.
"Let me up... you!" Nora let go of Lucy. Sitting on the edge of
the bathtub, Lucy proceeded to pull off her skirt and drawers.
Tossing them across the room the clothes landed on the floor with
a flop. Nora then helped Lucy pull her shoes and stockings off.
Lucy knew what this was leading to and she was excited. Without
hesitation, she clamored back into the tub with Nora. As Nora
rested her head on Lucy's shoulder, the girls caressed each other
with the warm bath water.
"Do you know that boy, Winfield? 'Winnie' I think they call
him?" Nora asked as she played with the water.
"You mean that dreadful young man with the horrid lisp? The one
clerking for your father?" Lucy replied.
"Yes. And I think... he fancies me," Nora said as she burst out
laughing.
"My gracious, he is such a dandy. Please Nora, do me the favor.
Stay away from that blockhead!"
"You are quite right, my dear," Nora said as she kissed Lucy's
hand.
Just then, Nora felt Lucy's hand slid down her stomach to the
place between her legs. "Oooh, that feels delightful," Nora
said.
"I know. I like to touch myself here too," Lucy said softly as
she caressed Nora's womanhood.
After some time, Lucy reminded Nora that they ought to get
dressed soon. Helping Lucy out of the tub, Nora quickly wrapped
a towel around her newfound lover. From behind, she towel-dried
Lucy's hair and then gave her a kiss on the check. Lucy smiled
and took Nora's hand. Leading her to the bed, Lucy pulled back
the silky curtains surrounding it.
"Let's rest for a while, my love," Lucy said.
Both of the girls then laid down on Nora's bed. With their arms
and legs entwined, they drifted off to sleep. Outside the
bedroom window, birds chirped in the late afternoon.
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Lucy climbed quickly into bed with Nora. It was the middle of
winter. The warmth of Nora's bed was very welcoming indeed.
Ever since their little episode with the bath, the girls had
grown more willing to explore each other's bodies. On various
evenings, Lucy would sneak upstairs to Nora's bedroom. There the
two girls would probe one another under the sheets. Fingers and
tongues exploring. Touching. Licking. Kissing. This was their
special secret.
As the girls rubbed their mounds together, Nora's bed would
creak. Lucy gave a soft whimper. She could feel Nora's wetness
drip down her leg. How wonderful her friend felt. Taking Nora's
nipple into her mouth, Lucy let her tongue circle around its
fleshy hardness. Passion abounded in the bedroom as the girls
reached orgasms. Shuttering with mutual delight they collapsed
into each other's warm sweaty arms.
Before the sun came up, Lucy would kiss her sleeping mistress and
quietly sneak back downstairs to the servant's quarters. Putting
on her nightgown, she climbed into her bed. She fell asleep with
the scent of Nora on her skin.
THE END
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