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story_codes: bb/g(10,10/10), g/g(10/10), cons

story_intro: After leaving Genna at home, wrapped and tied for their uncle, Lia enjoys a day out masquerading as her twin. Her first targets are the two naughty boys who are often trying to sneak a peak at Genna's panties. And they get more thsn they bargained for when she gets them alone with her. After the school day is done, Lia is just starting to heat up when she seduces Genna's best friend.


story_language: English







Being Genna, part 2

Written by madvlad


21/4367

	After writing this on the dry erase board, Elizabeth Magruder turned to face her room full of fourth graders.

	"Who would like to come up and demonstrate the wonders of long division for us?" she asked lightly.

	Her tone concealed the resignation she felt as she knew she would likely be dragging a pupil up here for a torturous few minutes before she interceded to finish the problem. If she was lucky, the kid would have figured that there were two 21's in 43 with a remainder of two before shutting down.

	Still, she scanned the seats, noticing the usual suspects as they avoided eye contact with a sudden fascination of the fire extinguisher in the corner or that small water stain on one of the ceiling tiles. The teacher was reasonably sure that three of her students could do the math. But one of them, Genna, was such a shy thing that she often froze if she was standing before the class. Two others, Brian and Howie, had no shyness about them but would do their best to make rude noises while working out the problem. Why boys - and grown men for that matter - thought that flatulence equaled humor was beyond her.

	Then she found a student looking at the board and trapped her before she could avert her eyes or feign a heart attack.

	"Denise, would you care to give it a try?"

	The round-faced blonde girl held her hands in front of her as if warding off a monster.

	"Not me," the girl replied. "I can't demonstrate the wonders because I'm still wondering how to do it."

	Most of the class laughed, including two of Denise's best three pals, Mackenzie and Sally. The other member of the group was Genna, who would be reluctant to laugh in class at a teacher's expense and certainly wouldn't volunteer to...

	Elizabeth froze for a moment as she saw the dark-haired girl's slim hand in the air. No, maybe Genna just needed to use the bathroom urgently.

	"Genna?" the teacher called out.

	The girl got up from her desk and confidently strode to the front. Denise, Mackenzie, and others gaped at this unexpected turn of events. Even Elizabeth checked her mouth to make sure it was closed.

	Genna's blue eyes were serene as she passed her teacher and went to the board. Selecting a green marker, she deftly went through the division problem to one decimal point and left the remainder. When she was finished, she set the marker back in the tray and returned to her seat without a word and seemingly unmindful of the stares of her teacher and classmates.

	Turning to the board, Elizabeth confirmed the work and announced that it was perfectly correct. In her surprise, it did not occur to her that Genna had not chosen her preferred color of marker, purple, or that the numbers written by the girl were more jagged than Genna's usual looping script.

	"Seriously, I couldn't believe you volunteered to do that division thing this morning," Sally said at lunch.

	"Yeah, I thought you had to pee real bad and was going to the can," Denise added.

	"Ugh!" Mackenzie sighed. "Denise, sometimes you talk like a boy."

	Lia simply shrugged her shoulders. She suspected that her twin would not go up in front of the class on her own, but Lia thought she'd have some fun surprising some people during today's masquerade. And she had definite plans for more fun before the day was finished.

	When Elective Free Time was announced that afternoon, Lia remained in her seat until Brian and Howie got up. They were still the only three in Mrs. Magruder's class that had earned this academic pass and Lia only left her desk once the boys were near the door. While the teacher began a new segment on reading comprehension, Lia silently left the room so as not to disturb anyone.

	If Genna's descriptions were correct, Brian and Howie would be heading to the multimedia room unless they saw her going to the art room. But Lia also knew that the music room was not in use this day and she counted on the boys being interested in something other than the arts. Pulling the waist of her skirt up under the bottom of her shirt, Lia had her hem sufficiently hiked to nearly show a flash of panties.

	Lia hadn't worn panties - at least those of the cotton variety - in years. The pair she was wearing now, though, was from Genna's collection - dark pink with rainbows. Increasing her speed, she grazed Brian's hip with her own as she passed them. With the back of her skirt bouncing precariously enough to nearly show some underwear, she had the pair's attention as they stumbled to a slow gait.

	They were surprised when Lia made an abrupt turn to the left and into the music room. In the minute it took them to follow her inside, she was ready.

	"Hey, where did she...?"

	Howie's question was interrupted by the sound of the door being locked. Lia had been standing next to it and allowed them to pass her as they raced in. Now they turned and looked at her, dumbfounded.

	"You want to see my panties, right?" Lia asked.

	Confronted directly, the boys stammered and nodded.

	"Okay, here they are."

	The fourth grade boys' mouths dropped as they saw the panties dangling from one of Lia's upraised fingers. Nonchalantly, she tossed them onto a chair.

	"Wh-what are you wearing under your dress?" Brian croaked.

	Stunned, the boys saw the answer in Lia's bald cunny when she lifted her skirt.

	"So," she challenged. "Are you going to show me yours? Why don't we start with you, Howie?"

	Howie spluttered while Lia approached him, grinning. Going to her knees, she quickly unbuckled his pants before unzipping them while the boy stared at her, dumbfounded. Brian was in no condition to do anything about it as Lia yanked his friend's pants and underpants down. About an inch of limp boyhood dangled in front of a hairless nut sack.

	Cooing, Lia fondled it while a red-faced Howie huffed.

	"It looks so cute!" she exclaimed in a falsely sweet voice. "I could just gobble it up."

	Then the little girl leaned forward and sucked the boy's cock between her pursed lips.

	"Hauhhnn, huhhnnn!" Howie remarked during his first and highly unexpected experience with oral sex.

	"Oh, shit!" Brian squeaked. "She's sucking your dick!"

	Howie didn't need Brian's statement of the obvious to know what she was doing. He felt dizzy - and hard - as an erection stretched his penis just past the two-inch mark while inside the skillful grasp of Lia's lips and tongue. When she released him, he gibbered helplessly with his hard-on jutting wetly.

	Backing to a piano bench, Lia beckoned Howie to follow. He did so with his pants around his ankles while Brian followed in an awe-filled stupor. Lying back on the bench, Lia raised her dress and opened her legs. She knew she was ready but fingered her smooth cleft to show off to the boys.

	"Come on," she coaxed as she held out her hand to Howie.

	The boy took it and let himself be drawn to her. Then it was his dick what was guided, its tip being inserted between Lia's damp, feverish labia. Pulling the boy by the hips, Lia made him enter her. Then he was on top of her; awkwardly at first before she got him in a rhythm.

	Howie gulped as his little prick slid in and out of the fluid-rich snugness of Lia's ten year-old cunt. It didn't seem real, but he was doing it - the act he and Brian had watched on the internet numerous times. But never head he imagined it would be so incredible like this.

	Beneath him, Lia swiveled her pelvis and wrapped her legs around her preteen lover to lock him inside of her hot, lubricating little snatch. From past experiences where Nevin had her performing kiddy sex with other boys on their trips, she knew that Howie likely couldn't ejaculate. That was a shame since she enjoyed getting washed with hot cream. Still, it was thrilling to be the one to initiate him - and Brian to follow. They'd never forget their first.

	And if they couldn't squirt and they weren't very good at it, they were at least enthusiastic. Besides, Lia thought, she was doing this for someone else.

	Lia's pussy was gurgling as the boy plunged his young cock into her prepubescent hole. The children's smooth crotches mashed together at the end of each thrust while the boy's young hardness rubbed the tender girl flesh of Lia's pussy. Howie's eyes glazed with the onset of something indescribable to his short life's experience. Driven by the need of it, he drilled his small, stiff cock with jackrabbit speed into the little girl's syrupy twat until he shook with his dry climax.

	Easing the heaving boy from her, Lia beckoned to Brian who approached with unsteady footsteps.

	They each wanted to do it again with the girl whom they thought was Genna. Lia slid from the bench and knelt before them. Their immature dicks once more stiffened as she licked her cunt's flavor from them. Howie pushed his hips forward, seeking the embrace of her mouth but Lia only chuckled.

	"I can make you feel like that again but if you ever tell anyone," she said, pausing to rub her closed lips over Howie's aching prick head with tormenting slowness. "I will bite each one off."

	Howie nearly peed when she snapped her jaws just in front of his suddenly favorite body part. Ashen-faced, Brian looked ready to faint. Having made her point, Lia returned to the piano bench and lay back again.

	"Now behave and come here," she said languidly. "I want to show you just how I want it done after today."

	Obeying their lust to get inside the fleshy fount of Lia's bald cunt, the boys, for once that school day, obeyed completely.

	"I don't know," Mackenzie tried to explain that afternoon on the bus. "They were just weird - you know, quiet. They're always goofing around, even if it's just quiet stuff when Mrs. Magruder isn't looking. Didn't you think they were different after Free Time?"

	Lia didn't care much about Brian and Howie once she was done with them and simply shrugged noncommittally. The main thing is that they wouldn't talk to anyone else about what had happened. If Genna had to bear any public rumors, Lia just might well track them down and bite their peckers off. But past observations had taught her that males were rather protective of their male parts and were remarkably compliant when faced with the threat of  losing them.

	At Mackenzie's house, they grabbed some snacks and headed to Mackenzie's bedroom. Her mother wouldn't be home for a couple of hours and then she would drive Lia to her house. For the first time since leaving for school in the morning, Lia wondered how her twin was getting along. She had left Genna bound and bitch-wrapped for Uncle Nevin (he really wasn't their uncle but she doubted that Genna had figured that out yet).

	"Ten," Mackenzie sighed, interrupting Lia's thoughts. "That's double digits and...I don't know..."

	"You don't know what?"

	"I want to have fun Saturday night but maybe we could do something more grown up. Of course, when I said that to Sally and Denise, Denise said we could do taxes."

	Lia's laugh was genuine. Then Mackenzie continued.

	"Then she said we should kidnap Stevie Darrow and make him perform a private concert for us."

	Lia snickered but then grew thoughtful as she remembered the Darrow poster in Genna's room. Mackenzie had one, too; a different one. This gave her an idea to steer this conversation in the direction she wanted.

	"And maybe we could have Stevie do something more...grown up with us," she suggested.

	Mackenzie's light brown eyes widened as she turned to her friend.

	"You mean...kissing?" she squeaked.

	Actually, Lia meant more than that. But it was a start.

	"Sure. Don't you want to have your first kiss?"

	"You mean someone besides Mom and Dad and my grandparents?"

	Lia locked her eyes on Mackenzie's and nodded slightly. Mackenzie squirmed slightly but nodded.

	"I don't think we can get Stevie here," Lia said in a low voice. "But let me give you an early birthday present."

	Leaning forward, Lia kept her eyes homed in on Mackenzie's. The contact of lips on lips was gentle and Mackenzie was surprised enough to stay frozen for a moment. Before she could think about withdrawing, Lia's hand closed in behind her head, stroking the red curls to keep Mackenzie calm. When Mackenzie still did not move, Lia slipped her tongue between her lips.

	So this is what that was like. For the past six months, Mackenzie had been curious and even enthralled when watching a movie to television show that involved characters kissing deeply. More than once, she had pictured herself in Stevie Darrow's arms with him kissing in that strange way with mouths open.

	But even she had never dreamed about the tongues. It was shocking, sending shivers of warm sparks in her mouth and even in her chest. She wondered of Genna could feel that reaction now that their torsos were touching.

	Then there was the other thing. More recently, Mackenzie had caught herself touching herself between the legs. It was a weird thing to do but it somehow seemed right even if it did make her feel kind of itchy there and squishy in her tummy. Once, she was doing it on the couch as she watched TV with her parents but fortunately took her hand away before either one of them noticed.

	Now her hand was burrowed under her skirt, rubbing her panty-covered crotch. It was always best like this, when she was doing it with just the thin cotton of her undies instead of the added layer of pants or pajamas. But even this secret was discovered when Lia's hand slid over hers.

	Lia stopped the kiss and drew back just enough to free her lips. Their mouths were still agonizingly close and both girls wanted the gap to close again. But first, Lia spoke.

	"Do you like it when you touch yourself?"

	"Yes," Mackenzie whispered, her breath hot and moist against Lia's face.

	"Can I touch you?"

	Mackenzie barely nodded before pushing her head forward, eager to make contact with her friend's mouth. Lia reciprocated and as lips and tongues rejoined, her fingers massaged the soft, pantied mound between the redhead's legs.

	Mackenzie felt drowsy yet excited as she made out with one of her best friends. Her next surprise came when she felt her panties being pulled and then the other girl's fingers slipped inside to massage her smooth genitals. Mackenzie murmured uneasily into Lia's mouth but the actions of the digits working her preteen mons made her last noise a sultry moan.

	Never had Mackenzie experimented with touching herself while she was naked down there, but Lia was now stretching her boundaries with heated suddenness. Unconsciously, the preteen was panting in time with the stirring of the other girl's fingers. One had slipped into her slit and the little redhead thrilled at the knowledge of being touched inside her kitty like that. Of course she had the lectures since she was much younger about not letting others touch her there, but this was so different.

	More things were happening there. Mackenzie's heart thudded as something in her slit at the top was making her squirm. It felt compressed and stiffed just like her nipples. Could Genna tell what was happening up top? She might have as she had her flat chest pressed against Mackenzie's equally undeveloped area with only their shirts separating their naked flesh.

	Naked flesh...Mackenzie was dizzy with her nakedness exposed and freely fondled between her legs. That itchiness grew with the temperature there and somehow she was damp and becoming more than that. She hadn't peed and it didn't seem like she was sweating, yet somehow it was so right and good.

	Again, Lia moved her lips and tongue from Mackenzie's mouth.

	"I can do something else. Something so good," she whispered urgently. "Let me do more."

	Mackenzie said nothing as she was rocked backwards and pressed to the bed. Lia slithered down her body before lifting Mackenzie's skirt so she could gaze upon the other preteen's bald and damp cunny. For Mackenzie, it felt weird to have another girl looking at her so intimately, but she was more concerned with what was next. Whatever that may be, she wanted it.

	Lifting her head, she saw Lia spreading her labia to look inside her most private place. She touched her there - inside - and it made her body jerk. Then she saw the girl she thought was Genna - Genna was usually so quiet and somewhat timid - lower her mouth to her crotch to kiss her.

	But it was more than a kiss. The fourth grader felt her hairless mons being nibbled and then felt the other girl's tongue going into her cleft; invading her like she had done with her mouth. Lia's tongue was forceful, lapping and digging and twisting in the other child's twat mound. Lia knew she couldn't breach Mackenzie's virginity with her tongue (although the thought made her even wetter) but she orally mauled her with her formidable skills.

	Mackenzie's head slammed back against her pillow as she groaned. Grinding her ass on the bed, she urged the other girl on with her motions. The pair of fourth graders were unrestrained in their Sapphic pleasure. Unseen by Mackenzie was Lia's one hand as she diddled her own feverish cunt while munching the young redhead to her first orgasm. The bucking of the bald, lubricating snatch against her ravenous mouth and Mackenzie's feral exclamations set Lia off.

	Mackenzie lay sated, barely registering the muffled sounds that the other girl was making. When she felt pressure and saw Lia, now totally nude, straddling her as she pushed Mackenzie's shirt up. Lia's glistening pussy gave Mackenzie's bared belly a wet kiss that made her sigh.

	"Do you want more?" Lia asked.

	"Oh, yesss."

	It took little urging for Mackenzie to strip so she could be naked for her lover. Then Mackenzie was on top of her, but facing away as she bent over between Mackenzie's widely spread thighs. When Lia's oozing cunt lowered to her face, Mackenzie shivered as she prepared her mouth to give her friend an incredible kiss.

	They were resting, nestled together when they heard the electric garage door lifting. Groaning, they scrambled for their clothes. Soon, Mackenzie's mother would drive Lia home.

	"I'd like to do this Saturday night," Mackenzie said. "But what about Denise and Sally?"

	"Didn't you say that Denise was coming over after school tomorrow?" Lia asked with an impish grin.

	"Will you come over again, too?"

	Lia paused while pulling up her skirt. She cupped the small swell beneath her panties and grinned.

	"I'd like to, but I think you know what to do now."

	Genna was sleeping in her own bed. Despite the events of the morning, Uncle Nevin had indeed acted cordially and properly affectionate as usual at dinner. There were two new houseguests that Genna had met several times before. Did they do things to Lia, too? Only hours since the carnal revelations, those events seemed almost surreal to the girl now. Anyway, everyone acted as before and Genna, despite the delights she had experienced with Lia, was relieved to have things back to normal.

	She hadn't seen Lia when her twin got home and she wondered what the night had brought the girl. Uncle Nevin had mentioned punishment but why would, as he had suggested, Lia like that? It was all very confusing and Genna much preferred being herself.

	A bounce woke her. Her bed lamp was on again and her grinning twin was bouncing on the bed while straddling her stomach. Despite the surprise at being woken, Genna was not shocked to see her sister naked.

	"I got punished," Lia giggled. "See?"

	Genna blinked and saw a silver hoop in each of her twin's nipples. As Lia bounced, they jiggled on the preteen's flat chest.

	"And I got one here," Lia announced as she lifted herself so that Genna could see another hoop in her clit. "It's just in the hood - going through the clit is supposed to really hurt. That's what Genevieve said."

	Genevieve was Ms. Alderson, one of the guests. Now Genna wondered if the woman, who had told her about her recent trip to the Maldives over dinner, had been thinking about piercing her body instead of Lia's.

	"So, you liked it?" Genna asked, incredulous.

	"Mmm...yes. But now we can't do a switch anymore because..." Lia paused to giggle again. "Because now Uncle Nevin can tell us apart!"


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