© 2012 Sal De Klerk, All Rights Reserved
Authors Note:
This is a long story, containing 10 chapters a prologue and epilogue. All chapters have been submitted and should be posted within a few days of each other.
The idea for this story came from a story idea forum. Thank you janetsexy77!
Warning:
This story contains older/younger lesbian sex, if this is not your kind of smut, please read another story.
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After reading the curt message Lars sent to Tiffi, Aggie broke down in hysterics. "It's all over she wailed."
Beatrice heard Aggie's sobs and hobbled into the room. "What's the matter my dear?" she asked as she looked from one girl to the other.
Wordlessly Tiffi held up her phone and showed it to Beatrice, who read the message and sadly looked at Tiffi. "Please leave us alone my dear. Come back tomorrow," She told the younger woman. Tiffi looked at her about to object, but despite her advanced years, Beatrice was a force of nature and not easily disobeyed. Tiffi decided that surrender was the better part of valor and left.
Beatrice climbed up into the bed with Aggie and pulled her close. Holding her like a mother holds an upset child. "I know my dear, I know. It hurts so much. Let it all out. Mother is here for you. Cry all you want, I'll never let you go," She sat there gently kissing Aggie's forehead and caressing her hair as Aggie was wracked with sobs. They stayed that way for hours as the sunset and the house grew dark. Eventually, they fell asleep clinging to each other.
As Tiffi was heading home, she got a notification of a package waiting for her at the campus mail center, requiring her signature. She went and got the box of bathing suits the bimbo squad had special ordered for their upcoming car wash.
When Tiffi got back to the apartment she shared with Bree and Pris, the whole bimbo squad was waiting. As soon as Tiffi walked in, Bree jumped up, "Where the hell have you been. We've been waiting for you to get here with the bathing suits.
Tiffi pushed past her and was heading toward her room, when Pris screamed, "Where ya goin'? We wanna see 'em?"
Tiffi stopped in her tracks, her mind racing for a plausible reason to avoid opening the box in front of the rest of the squad. Turning around, she said to Bree and Pris, "I also ordered some personal stuff, things for my BOYFRIEND LARS and I to use," her voice dripping with venom. The two girls took a step back seeing the icy fury in her eyes. "I'm opening this in private and taking out my things first. Then I'll put the suits in a safe place so none of you spoils the surprise by wearing one to some frat's pool party."
"But I wanna see them," One of the fliers said to her, not noticing the hostility between Bree, Pris, and Tiffi.
"Me too," chimed in a base, "We have to make sure they fit."
Tiffi blew air through her clenched teeth. "Trust me, they'll fit. I've worn this brand for years. If anything, they tend to run on the small side, which will just attract more customers. If you want, I'll model mine, then anyone who doesn't live here leaves, I have a shitload of studying to do."
They all agreed, so Tiffi went into her room and opened the big box. She pulled out one of the smaller boxes inside. Looking at the text in the big yellow bubble, she smiled and giggled as she imagined Bree and Pris's reactions.
After modeling the suit for the rest of the squad, who loved the way it looked, Tiffi returned to her room and took the suit off. She put hers in her dresser drawer, and then carefully unpacked each suit, putting them in plastic bags, labeled with one cheerleaders name. She put all the empty boxes in the big box and hid it in her room.
She took the four extras she ordered over to the house where she met Kate and Tina. If anyone had seen the three girls working together, they would suspect they were mad scientists creating some kind of monster.
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Lars arrived in Australia and was trying to get used to how different everything was from the US. He had moved into his room, glad it was a single. He dreaded having to share the room with some kangaroo cowboy. He sat there and let himself cry, wondering how he lost the first woman that he ever loved.
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When the sun started streaming through the window of her room, Aggie woke up to see Beatrice was already awake gazing at her lovingly. Her appreciation for everything the older woman had done for her while she was laid up swelled in her breast and suddenly Aggie just had to show this wonderful, sexy, senior citizen her appreciation.
Aggie pulled herself up and kissed Beatrice passionately. Beatrice responded by wrapping her arms around Aggie and pulling her close as they began to explore each other's mouths with their tongues.
Aggie quickly unbuttoned Beatrice's blouse and pushed her bra out of the way. Aggie took Beatrice's nipple into her mouth and began to suck on it. Beatrice sighed and lay back as she enjoyed the much younger woman suckling on her.
Aggie's hands found Beatrice's belt and began to undo it as she switched nipples. The belt was a struggle to open, but Aggie was determined. Beatrice sighed as Aggie feasted on her nipples, enjoying the sensation of pure unbridled lust Aggie was igniting in her.
Finally, Aggie got the belt undone and started to unfasten Beatrice's pants. Beatrice lifted her hips allowing Aggie to pull the pants down her legs. Aggie's tongue tentatively touched the elderly woman's pussy and found it was a bit damp. She began to gently lick the folds, surprised to see that the old woman was clean-shaven. As Aggie explored, Beatrice started to caress her proteges ass admiring how firm and taut it was. She remembered when her ass was like that, many decades ago. Pushing up her robe Beatrice was able to slip her fingers into Aggie's wet pussy and started to finger her. Aggie moaned in pleasure and began to lick harder as Beatrice's pussy rapidly moistened.
