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Pammys* Perfect Pink part 5
Jan enjoyed the slow ride back to the stables.
She loved the gentle bump of the saddle beneath her as she thought of Pammys* words.
They echoed in her mind.
(*Did you really mean it Janny?*)
(*I know I*ve been selfish but you seem to like it.*)
(*I love how Yas does everything she says,*)
(*Could you be like that with me, be mine?*)
Jan knew she had easily answered *Yes* to everything but felt painfully shy as she finally dismounted and looked unsure of what to do.
Pammy had unsaddled her steed already and turned him into the field.
She reclined on the neatly stacked bales of hay.
*Just take off the tack and let him run,* said Pammy.
*The grooms will take care of them later.*
*We have lots of help.*
*We*re very wealthy, you know.*
Under Pammys* instruction, Jan removed the tack from her pony and smacked his rump as he headed to pasture.
The seated blonde watched her friend intently.
*You do everything so good Janny.*
*Come here and sit with me.*
*You rode really good for your first time.*
*I bet it felt good too.*
Jan took a seat and slouched onto the hay next to Pammy.
She slightly blushed and said, *Yea, it did feel really good.*
*I finally understand the mystique of *girls and horses.*
She giggled nervously and shoved her hands into her pockets.
*Give me a cigarette*, said Pammy.
Jan gave her a shocked and perplexed look.
Pammy is clearly vexed as she replys to the wideeyed girl.
*Don*t BS me, I know you go nowhere without them.*
Jan took the box from her pocket and handed it to Pammy.
*I want to see what it*s like* was her cool reply.
*Mom smokes and, even though she pissed me off, I still admire her.*
Pammy took one from the box and handed it back to Jan.
*Show me how it*s done.*
Jan lit up with a gentle inhalation.
It felt good to her but she wanted to be a good teacher.
*The first time is kind of a rush.* she said.
*It makes you tingle.*
*Just sip at it and see what you think.*
Pammy puckered her lips around her cigarette as Jan lit it for her.
Though foreign, at first, it did give her a tingle and made her feel mature.
She reclined further and crossed her legs.
*You know, Janny, everyone thinks I am a virgin but I*m not.*
*Even mom doesn*t know.*
Very interested, Jan turned toward her.
*How, P.. er Miss Pammy, I had no idea.*
Pammy took a little puff of her smoke and gestured toward the stall behind her.
*Blaze did it.*
*I always liked sliding around on his saddle but one time we took a few jumps
and I hit the pommel.*
*It hurt a little, at first, but then I felt calm.*
*I knew someting was different as Blaze slowed to a trot and snorted.*
*I think he smelled me and pranced about, almost prideful, as I gathered my senses.*
*My jodhs were ruined so I just threw them away.*
*I have so many that nobody noticed.*
*Tell me, Jan, how did it happen with you?*
Jan took a deep drag of her cigarette while collecting her thoughts.
*Nothing so romantic,* she laughed.
*It was just a boy I went with before I knew who I was.*
She halted, went almost stiff, and then took a deep breath as she
took Pammys* hand into her own.
Her confession, between sighs and tears, really touched her young mistress.
*It hurt and I was just glad when it was over.*
*He was angry that I had bled and called me vile names.*
*I tugged on my clothes and fisted him hard in the mouth.*
*I walked home that night while he tried to stop the bleeding from his face.*
*It was nothing compared to the pleasure I later felt with girls.*
It hasn*t been easy but, when I met you, it was all worthwhile.*
*Being with you has been a dream come true.*
*I get such joy from bringing you pleasure.*
*I*m in love with you.*
This was almost too much.
Pammy tingled throughout her body as she realized the situation.
Jan was going to propose to her.
It would not be in the traditional sense.
The doe eyed girl would go to her knees and her face would lift hopefully.
The talented athlete, in jeans and boots, would offer herself completely and....
then what?
Pammy smoked in contemplation.
What had her mother said?
(Will you love her as well and what about the boy?)
It was so clear now.
She did love Jan deeply but she had loved Yas too.
That day, at poolside, had awakened her to the pleasure of girls.
Surprisingly, she even felt some love for Brad.
She had treated him badly but he always came back.
She smiled in rememberance of his puppy ways as he tried to please her.
Pammy dropped her cigarette and crushed it with her boot.
Standing, she held her hand to Jan.
*Let*s go to my room.*
*Riding makes me feel like having cummys and I have a favor to ask of you.*
Jan crushed her own cigarette and was all smiles as she was led toward the house.
Miss Patricia had dressed in an elegant black pantsuit with a white satin blouse that
flowed loosley over her braless breasts.
She selected a pearl necklace and teardrop pearl earrings as accessories.
Her outfit was completed by strappy black four inch heels.
She had sent Yas home to change and told her what to wear for their shopping trip.
Within the hour her doobell rang and her girl stood before her.
Patricia was impressed.
Yas wore a short white skirt and brief top that exposed her tummy.
The top was pink with gold letters that spelled, GIRL.
Her pink pumps were accented by white ankle socks decorated with pink flowers.
She pranced shyly in the doorway until her mistress pulled her inside.
The well dressed woman kissed the girl so hard that Yas felt her thin panties might melt.
Lipstick had to be replaced but after that they were speeding toward the finest boutiques
in town.
Patricia spent lavishly on heels and lingerie for them both.
She also bought cute girly outfits for Yas and expensive silken designs for herself.
The pair enjoyed each others company and caught much attention they as scanned the shops.
Their day was completed with a late lunch at one of Patricias* private clubs.
Here, they could dine in seclusion and neither waiter nor waitress would be surprised
by an exposed breast nor of a lady suddenly dining alone while pink heels extended
from beneath the tables* curtain.
Arriving home, Yas set about refreshing the bedroom.
She changed the sheets, dealt with the mornings debris and lit scented candles.
Having finished her work she knelt before her languid lady who had enjoyed a brandy
while her girl was busy upstairs.
No words were needed as their eyes agreed.
It was definantly time for bed.
They tickled each other up the stairs exciting themselves further.
Patricia stopped outside Pammys* room and placed a finger to her lips quieting Yas.
Both listened through the door.
What they heard made them giggle and they raced into Patricias* bedroom exchanging
kisses.
Back in her room Pammy struggled out of her tight jodhpurs.
Jan had an easier time with her jeans and offered to help
.
*Sit on the bed while I peel these off of you*.
Frustrated by her own efforts Pammy sat down and pouted.
*I*m not a bannana, you know.*
Jan knelt before her and laughed.
*No, you*re not, but I bet there*s a lucious peach awaiting me once I get these off.*
*Right, Miss Pammy?*
Pammy sighed in contentment as she felt her feet slip free and spread her legs.
*Oh, yes Janny, peaches and cream for you all night.*
*Lick my kitty. She really wants to purrr.*
She felt strong arms lift her legs and hands that urged her bottom forward.
There were kisses, long languid licks, deep thrusts and targeted sucks until she
could think of nothing but the loving mouth and silken touches that Jan provided.
Her devoted girl used all her talents and the cream of Pammys* peach seemed endless.
The sweet pink lips and elusive clit kept Jans* tongue very active until she tasted the result
of her lovers* climax.
She savored every drop.
The flavor in her mouth and the tingle between her legs was enough.
Her moment came at the same time as her lovers* peach gushed.
She flooded Pammys* toes and feet and offered to clean up everything.
However, her newfound goddess had other plans and urged her adoring worshipper
higher in the bed.
*Mmmm, that would feel nice but I want you here.*
*I want to kiss your titties, then you can kiss mine, ok?*
Pammy straddled her and kissed each puffy nipple.
She made love to Jans* full breasts and felt her passion grow.
*You*re my girl, Jan, you belong to me now.*
Beneath her Jan replied
*Oh yes, Miss Pammy,*
*Am I truly yours?*
The girl on top swept away her tousled mane of blonde hair.
Her fingers flowed through her golden locks until they fell gently on her back.
She preened astride her submissive lover and gently tweaked her own nipples.
*Well, let*s see,* she said.
*Put out your tongue and keep it strong for me.*
She edged slowly upwards and settled herself on the face beneath her.
Her much used *teddy* still sat on the corner of her bed and she batted him to the floor.
Finding the right fit she leaned forward until she was fully prone.
Her tight bum rose and fell as she urged Jans* tongue deeper within her.
The tongue remained hard and with gentle and then furious undulations Pammy relased
her passion.
Jan loved being used like this and kept her tongue strong.
She stroked the muscular cheeks above her and, as her mouth was flooded,, felt
another orgasm begin.
It was a lovely consummation as the pleaser and the pleased had both got what
they wanted.
Finally sated, the girls cuddled in for sleep.
Pammy kissed her friend, now her girl, and whispered.
*Janny, you*re the best but, about that favor, I want you to get a prom date.*
*I*ll make Brad take me but I want you with me.*
*That means you will need a date.*
*A boy, but just for the dance.*
Jan had signed off on boys long ago but as Pammys* nipple grazed her lips she
surrendered.
*Yes Miss Pammy* said Jan as her lips went to work.
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