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story_codes: g/g, cons

story_intro: Ten year-old Abby invites five year-old Whitney to spend the night in her dorm room. Whitney is in awe of the older girl and they both soon discover a shared interest in certain fun little games.

story_language: English





Claridge Academy, part 30

Written by madvlad


Note: Any story in this series can be enjoyed as a stand-alone piece. See previous parts for the description and background of the characters and plotlines (particularly Parts 24 and 28).

	It was Friday Night and the first Sisters' Night of the school year. With many siblings in the school, these nights were held several times a year. Roommates could switch around to accommodate the pairing of two or more sisters in the same room for a night. Since the students lived away from home, this was a way of encouraging some family ties.

	On the fourth grade floor of their dormitory, Beth Miller had heaved a sigh of relief when her sixteen year-old sister, Tori, had made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with Sisters' Night once again. Tori was a member of the notorious "Bitch Brigade" and Beth could think of several dental surgeries that would be preferable to spending the night with Tori and her horrible friends.

	Likewise, Meagan Andrews was also relieved that she would not spend the night at the mercy of her sister, Sue, another member of the "Bitch Brigade", although the kindergartener hadn't heard that term yet. Two of the other five girls in her dorm unit were getting ready to spend the night elsewhere. 

	Samantha was in the bedroom next to Meagan's and was going to stay with her sister, Wendy, who was in the third grade. From the other room, Whitney was also leaving. Although she was an only child, Whitney had become quite close with Abby, a ten year-old who was also a gifted dancer. Whitney was in her first year of ballet and adored the older girl who had kindly taken Whitney under her wing. 

	Abby's roommate, Lucia, was spending the weekend with her aunt and uncle, which left an open bed. Abby had invited Whitney and, after receiving school and parental permission, the young girl was set to go.

	"We're going to play the Rubbing Game a lot!" Samantha exclaimed as she and Whitney walked to the dorm building that housed the third, fourth, and fifth grade girls.

	Whitney nodded quietly. Samantha had taught her the game, which involved the girls lying naked together while the one on top rubbed her vagina against the one of the girl on the bottom. Whitney liked the feeling of cumming, but was taken aback by how hard and fast Samantha liked to rub. And since Whitney was very much under-sized for her age, Samantha had always been on top and in control.

	A week ago, their dorm mother, who like the other dorm mothers on campus knew all about the sexual activities in the school, had switched Samantha to pair up with another like girl named Maggie. Maggie's old roommate, Lauren, was much more like Whitney in personality and during their first night together, the little girls had softly and slowly given each other orgasms with their mouths. Still, Samantha and Whitney were good friends and chattered about this and that as they walked.

	When they arrived at the other dorm, they said their good-byes and Samantha raced down the hall on the first floor to her sister's room. In her eagerness to get to Abby's room, Whitney accidentally climbed only one set of stairs instead of two and wound up on the fourth grade floor. 

	The hallway didn't look quite right and Whitney was confused. Gingerly, she knocked on a door and stepped into a common room that connected the three students' bedrooms and the dorm mother's suite. Whitney knew she was in wrong place when she saw Veronica and Beth, the two nine year-olds that had been taken to the estate twice along with Whitney and Meagan.

	The estate was a place where many people gathered for all sorts of perversion. Although, Beth and Veronica had been used in very way, Meagan and Whitney still had their hymens intact. During the last visit, Veronica had been turned on at the sight of the smaller girls naked. At one point, Whitney had been ordered to clean the splattered dog jism (note: see Part 16) from Veronica's chest and stomach, which the little girl did with gentle thoroughness. Veronica had been turned on by that and could no longer deny her salacious interest in the tiny blonde girl.

	"What're you up to Whitney?" asked Beth.

	"Um, I'm supposed to be with Abby tonight. She's in the fifth grade."

	"One floor up, kiddo," Beth replied, pointing a finger upward. "Do you mean Abby Dumont? She's not your sister, is she?"

	"Nope. She's really nice and is the best dancer ever. I'm in ballet, too," Whitney explained proudly.

	"Cool," said Beth.

	The dorm mother came in from her suite and looked at Whitney quizzically.

	"Are you lost, Honey?"

	"She just got off on the wrong floor," Beth explained. 

	"You can stay here if you want," Veronica suddenly offered. "We can share my bed."

	"Thanks, but Abby invited me," Whitney replied.

	"Oh," said Veronica, looking slightly crestfallen. "Well, maybe next time, huh?"

	"Okay," Whitney said brightly, pleased that all the big girls wanted her around. 

	As Whitney turned and left the room, the dorm mother saw Veronica's face as she watched the five year-old depart. The young Japanese girl certainly had the hots for little Whitney. How interesting. The woman sent an e-mail to her contact with the Five informing them of this development. 

	Whitney was having a fine time with Abby. One of the other girls in the dorm unit, Kathy, had her eight year-old sister, Eva, with her in her room while her regular roommate was staying elsewhere. The two girls in the third bedroom joined Whitney, Abby, and the two sisters in the common room for most of the evening. 

	By ten o'clock, Whitney was rubbing her eyes and the girl's dorm mother gently suggested that she change into her pajamas and brush her teeth. After changing, Whitney went with Eva to the floor's bathroom where someone had thoughtfully left a step-stool by one of the sinks. With the sinks installed at a height for older, Whitney needed the vertical boost. As she returned to the dorm unit, other girls on the floor smiled and greeted her. The little five year-old smiled from ear to ear as she walked down the hall in her one-piece footie pajamas with teddy bears on them. Tonight, she was one of the big kids.

	In Abby's bedroom Whitney put her clothes from that day in a small overnight bag she had brought. Yawning, she crawled up on Abby's bed with the intent to just rest for a moment before staying up even later with the big girls. In less than a minute, she was fast asleep.

	Later, Abby excused herself in the common room and went in to check on Whitney. The little girl had fallen asleep on her bed, so Abby figured she'd use Lucia's bed rather than try to wake Whitney. She turned off the room light, leaving just a small lamp on the night table lit. She didn't see Whitney open her eyes as she started undressing and though the young girl was talking in her sleep when she heard her say "oh" while Abby was getting undressed.

	When she was stripped down to her underpants, Abby heard some movement and turned to see Whitney sitting up with the upper part of her pajamas unzipped and pulled down around her waist.

	"Oh, sorry Whitney. I didn't know you were awake."

	Whitney didn't say anything, only fiddled with the pajamas gathered around her hips. Abby wasn't sure what to make of it.

	"Whitney, why are you taking your pajama off?"

	"You're taking your clothes off, so you want to make me play the Rubbing Game," Whitney quietly said.

	Abby was shocked that Whitney knew about the game, but then remembered that she herself had only been a year older than Whitney when some older girls taught her and Lucia. She sat down on the bed next to Whitney and rubbed her bare back.

	"I was just getting ready for bed, that's all. I didn't know you knew about the Rubbing Game."

	"Uh huh. Samantha showed me."

	"Do you like it?" Abby asked. Although she hadn't had any intention of doing anything with Whitney, she now felt some nervous excitement building, along with a certain heat between her legs.

	"I like the feeling when it ends and I get all shaky in my private part, but Samantha does it hard and wants to do it a lot."

	"I know what you mean," Abby replied, nodding. "Lucia is the same way. Do you and Lauren play?"

	"Um, no. We, uh..." she trailed off.

	"It's okay," Abby said. "You should only play it when you want to and with someone you want to do it with.

	Whitney stared hard at the floor as her cheeks turned pink. With her heart hammering in her chest, Abby spoke again.

	"Do you want to play it with me?"

	Whitney kept staring at the floor, but nodded. Abby leaned sideways and kissed Whitney's forehead. Standing up, she slid her panties down her legs and then returned to the bed, naked. 

	Whitney looked at the older girl with her beautiful dancer's legs and flat chest and stomach. She was self-conscious about her compact little body - it made her feel like she was a baby compared to the lithe ten year-old. Her small size made people guess that she was four, or even (to her immense frustration) three, so she was very sensitive about it.

	Abby helped Whitney wriggle out of her pajamas. Looking at the younger girl's naked form, Abby thought that Whitney looked irresistibly cute. The younger girl was lying on her back and sighed.

	"Some day when I'm older, I'll get to be on top," she announced.

	"What to do you mean by that?" Abby asked, clearly amused.

	"Because the bigger girl always gets to be on top. Samantha said that's the rule."

	"Hmm. How about if I be on the bottom tonight? We'll just make our own rules," Abby offered.

	Whitney was delighted with this idea. Abby laid on her back and parted her legs slightly to let Whitney crawl between them. The kindergartner lowered her tiny pussy onto Abby's snatch. Both girls sighed as their hairless, intimate flesh made gentle contact.

	Whitney squirmed and tried to slide herself up and back, but it was difficult with Abby's body being longer. Sensing Whitney's frustration, Abby murmured, "Let me help."

	Whitney was still as Abby took the five year-old's little ass in her hands. After pausing to marvel at how soft the younger girl's skin was, Abby gently squeezed the smooth round buttocks and guided Whitney in a slow, soft motion. Whitney rested her forearms on Abby's chest and made eye contact with the ten year-old as her body was moved to their mutual satisfaction. 

	They each felt the exquisite pleasure as the smooth flesh of their pussy mounds caressed one another and were delighted when the moisture flourished from their tight slits. Whitney shifted her hands so that they covered Abby's flat nipples and rubbed them back and forth, eliciting an appreciative murmur from the fifth grader as she closed her dark brown eyes.

	The girls' clitties stiffened as they rubbed and teased each other's sensitive little buttons, compounding the growing arousal in their young bodies. Still, Abby kept the slow, sensual pace of Whitney's movement and lifted her hips to press her cunny against the young child's sex at just the right moment during each stroke. The two preteen twats gurgled as they pressed together and their juices flowed.

	Abby could see that Whitney was getting close to her climax, rapidly panting as her eyes took on a faraway cast. The ten year-old was getting there too, but not close enough yet. 

	"Try to hold back," Abby urged her tiny sex partner. "Let's try to cum together."

	Whitney did her best, whimpering as her cunny ached for release. Abby gripped her tender butt cheeks a little harder and pulled the smaller girl against her a little tighter as their slick bald pussies urgently stroked against each other. 

	Whitney bleated some high-pitched noises as her orgasm overcame her control. As she heard this, Abby could feel a change in the five year-old's cuntlet as it suddenly grew hotter and firmer. But now Abby's own sex was sending jolts through her body and the two little girls came together in a pair of ferocious orgasms.

	When the waved subsided, Whitney rested her head on Abby's chest. Abby released her hold on the blonde's ass and languidly stroked the tot's cute little buns. 

	After a while, Abby pushed up on Whitney's rump, prodding her to move up. Whitney squirmed her way up Abby's body until they were face to face. Abby eyed Whitney's plump red lips as the little girl drew closer. Abby kissed the smaller girl and then ran her tongue over those delicious little lips. When Whitney opened her mouth, Abby's tongue crept inside and the two girls made love with their tongues.

	They broke the kiss when they hear a muffled cry through the wall and a thump against it. Listening closely, they could hear voices and then some giggling.

	"That's Kathy's room," Abby said. "I think I know what she and Eva are doing."

	Whitney stared at the wall, open-mouthed. When she turned her head to look at Abby again, both little lovers broke down into their own giggles. After settling down, Whitney seemed preoccupied with her fingers as she twisted them around each other. Abby waited patiently for her to say what was on her mind. Finally, Whitney looked up and locked her deep blue eyes onto Abby's.

	"Lauren and I haven't played the Rubbing Game," she told Abby. "But I made her feel good when I put my mouth on her private part."

	"Oh," was all Abby was able to say. Where had Whitney learned to do that? When Whitney began sliding down Abby's body, the fifth grader knew what would happen next. She spread her legs widely and gave the kindergartner complete access to her cunny.

	Abby's smooth cunt was still oozing juices from their recent sex. Whitney first licked the drooling slit clean before she kissed each side of Abby's mound. Then she pressed her mouth against Abby's pussy and proceeded to lick and suck the ten year-old's intimate place.

	Abby arched her back and moaned as she quickly felt the effects of Whitney's busy mouth. The kid was good - very good. Abby's flat chest was heaving as Whitney's head remained buried between her thighs; the tiny tyke's mouth almost as one with the fifth grader's vagina. When she wasn't sucking on Abby's clit, Whitney was lovingly swabbing her tongue in Abby's hole with her nose pressed up against the love button. Abby ground her ass against the mattress as the five year-old skillfully brought her to another orgasm.

	"Where did you learn to do that?" Abby gasped when she was able to recover her voice.

	"A nice lady showed me," was all that Whitney would say as she crawled next to Abby and lay on her side.

	Abby stroked Abby's fine, silky white-blonde hair. 

	"Whitney, did Lauren put her mouth on you too?"

	"Uh huh."

	Abby slowly pushed Whitney onto her back before sliding down the mattress. She spread the smaller girl's legs apart to gaze at the tiny pussy which looked so sweet and delicate in all its hairless beauty. Having been taught well by her aunt, Abby pursed her lips around the chubby mons and pulled at the pliant flesh, savoring the softness of the child-flesh and the lingering taste of the girls' combined nectars on the skin.

	Never before had she taken another girl with her mouth. Sex with Lucia, before her randy roommate had unexpectedly popped her cherry with a strap-on dildo, had consisted of kisses, fondling, and, of course, the Rubbing Game. Abby's Aunt Pauline had taught the girl how to eat pussy but now Abby had her first taste of a prepubescent pussy.

	Slowly, she explored Whitney's treasure with her tongue. She slid inside the narrow opening of Whitney's inner labia before finding the child's intact hymen. She traced the edges of the membrane before moving her tongue out and up to tiny clitoris. The licking and sucking there brought Whitney close to the edge.

	But then Abby widened her attention to the entire slit and added more careful exploration of Whitney's hole. Whitney's muff was producing plenty of juices which Abby greedily accepted. When the youngster finally bubbled over in orgasm, Abby sucked hard on the virgin twat and took everything that Whitney had to give.

	Abby waited for Whitney to recover, but the five year-old was clearly spent as she lay with her legs still spread and her wet little pussy carelessly exposed. Abby slid back up and hugged Whitney to her. Reaching out with one arm, she turned the lamp off and the two girls laid together in the darkness.

	Just when Abby thought that Whitney was asleep, she felt the small mouth take one of her flat nipples inside and sucked on it like she was nursing. Although it felt very good, Abby wasn't sure what Whitney could hope to get.

	"I'm sorry, Whitney," she murmured as she brushed her hand over the other side of her undeveloped chest. "But I don't have anything there."

	"It's okay," Whitney mumbled sleepily and continued to suck until she finally fell asleep.

	Abby could faintly hear Kathy and Eva doing whatever it was they were busy with. Her hand strayed between her legs and gently massaged her smooth muff. She wasn't trying to get off again - she just liked the feeling of it while Whitney's naked body was nestled against hers.

	In her sleep, Whitney rolled onto her back and breathed heavily though her open mouth. Feeling suddenly wicked; Abby brought a dripping finger up from her twat and placed it between Whitney's parted lips. The five year-old sucked on the finger without waking up, unknowingly drinking more of Abby's cunny fluids. 

	Abby withdrew her finger and let Whitney's mouth rest again. A few minutes later, Abby was asleep with her hand between her legs.



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