Bobby and Cindy sat in the middle of the floor, facing each other, whispering. Cindy's legs were crossed, knees open. The skirt of her dress was high enough to show Barbara the tightness of her panties.
There was no way Barbara could get to her room without being seen. She didn't want to step out there naked and shock the little girl. But then she couldn't stay where she was, either.
She searched in the hamper and found a towel that just barely covered her. It would have to do, even if the swell of her tits were showing, the cheeks of her ass almost naked.
She stepped into the room.
Cindy looked up, her blue eyes widening for a moment. Barbara walked past them and felt their eyes turning to watch her. She knew her son would be pleased to see her ass showing, but she didn't know what Cindy's reaction would be. She was afraid to turn and look. If she had she would have seen a warm glow in the young girl's face, heat in those blue eyes that looked strange in one so young. She did hear, however, a low giggle.
She entered her room, dropping the towel to the floor. She found a pair of Levi's cut-offs and a t-shirt. She took them into the bathroom, then ran a tub of water. Climbing into it, she wondered if and when her son would try something with Cindy. Any girl that took pleasure in pissing in the open, with the possibility of being seen, had to be erotic, Barbara thought. A slight sound caused her to look up. Cindy stood is the doorway.
A tremor moved through Barbara as she looked at the lovely little girl. There was something in those blue eyes that made her keep quiet, something that told her Cindy was not as shy as she pretended to be.
Cindy was looking at Barbara's tits. Her eyes were shining, and the hard little lumps on her chest moved up and down as she breathed.
"Bobby said you liked to have your back washed," Cindy said, her voice very soft. Barbara nodded; the tension she felt not allowing her to speak.
Cindy came into the bathroom.
"I gotta pee first," she said, starting to lift her skirt. "Bobby said it was okay."
Barbara was amazed at Cindy's lack of modesty as she watched her hold her dress at her waist and slide her panties down with the other hand. She caught a quick flash of the sugary little slit before Cindy sat on the toilet. When her piss tinkled into the water, Cindy never once took her eyes from Barbara's shapely, swelling tits. Hearing the sound, Barbara felt a tremor of pleasure clutch at her cunt.
"You have beautiful tits," Cindy said, still without any sign of embarrassment. "I like the way they stand up, your nipples hard."
Finished, Cindy stood up. It seemed to Barbara that the little girl held her skirt up a very long time, her panties stretched at her thighs. She saw Cindy's cunt fully now. She saw the almost-white fuzz near her clit, and the tiny tip that was protruding. With slow motions, Cindy pulled her panties up then let her dress fall. She moved to the tub, sinking to her knees.
"I'll wash your back," she said softly.
With the first touch of the cloth, Barbara felt her cunt pulsate into a near orgasm. She knew Cindy wanted more than to wash her back. There was something she had missed seeing about the girl, something exciting.
After soaping Barbara's back, Cindy began to stroke her flesh lightly, her fingers feathery. Without asking, Cindy worked soap into the cloth and started to wash Barbara's tits. Barbara leaned back in the tub, watching with slitted eyes. Cindy spent a long time on her tits, feeling and squeezing more than washing. Barbara listened to the little girl's breathing increase as those small hands ran about her tits. The washcloth was no longer in use. Cindy was fondling her tits with her bare hands. Barbara let out a soft cry as the girl twisted and pulled at her nipples.
Still without speaking, Cindy leaned over, her pink tongue flicking from her mouth. As Cindy's tongue licked across a nipple, Barbara sighed, moving her hand along Cindy's arm.
A squeal came from Cindy, and she sucked one of Barbara's nipples into her mouth hungrily. She sucked at it as if it were a cock, her tongue licking, pulling, and stretching the nipple with tight lips. While she sucked at Barbara's nipples, Cindy moved a small hand underneath the water, sliding it along Barbara's shaking stomach. Barbara felt the fingers move through the thick strands of her cunt hair, then between her thighs. Cindy stroked Barbara's cunt lightly, but sucked on her nipple with wet greediness.
Barbara gasped as a small finger penetrated the hairy lips of her cunt. She opened her legs as wide as she could in the tub, feeling Cindy's finger slowly enter her cunt.
"Cindy," Barbara whispered hoarsely, breaking the silence. "Oh, Cindy!"
She pressed her hand over Cindy's hand, between her thighs. Cindy looked at Barbara with hot blue eyes.
Barbara couldn't resist the beauty, the eroticism of the young girl. She moved her hand down Cindy's back, over the sweet curve of her little ass, along the backs of her thighs. Reaching Cindy's knee, Barbara shoved her hand under the dress and felt upward, finding the girl's flesh very smooth. Her fingers touched the elastic of Cindy's panties.
Cindy, still gazing into Barbara's eyes, began to work her finger back and forth, finger fucking Barbara slowly. Barbara cupped the small cheeks of the girl's ass, squeezing them as Cindy began to moan in pleasure.
"You feel very good," Cindy whispered. "You feel real hot and wet here."
Barbara purred, working her fingers between the back at Cindy's thighs. She felt the crotch of the tight panties, finding them hot and wet. The wetness could be from her piss, but then it could be due to the juiciness of the young cunt. Either way, Barbara didn't mind. She ran her finger along the slit of Cindy's cunt. Cindy moaned, and twisted her ass back, her finger moving in and of Barbara's cunt faster. She dipped her face once again, sucking one of Barbara's rigid nipples deep into her mouth.
"Wanna come?" Cindy asked, her lips against Barbara's tingling tit. "Want me to make you come?"
Although the young voice had a tremor, Barbara didn't detect any shyness in it.
"God, Cindy!" Barbara groaned, lifting her hips high, her legs parted. She wiggled her hips, pumping on the penetrating finger. "Make me come, make me come!"
Cindy giggled, and her finger began to thrust faster, sometimes drawing to rub frantically at Barbara's clit. Although her erotic senses were roaring, Barbara knew this little girl had some experience, at least with a cunt. She cupped one pantied ass cheek, squeezing it hard, making Cindy writhe. She shoved a finger into the tight panties, slipping it between Cindy's thighs. Cindy opened her knees as she knelt there, shoving her small ass back. Barbara found the slit of Cindy's pussy hot and wet, but no hair along the lips. She rubbed the inflamed clit of the girl, then darted her finger into the tight wetness of her cunt. Cindy squealed, jerking her ass to and fro as Barbara finger fucked her.
Barbara began to twist her hips, churning the water. She gasped as the small finger plunged into her cunt, only to jerk out and rub hotly at her swollen clit, then back into her cunt again. Her own finger was slipping in and out of Cindy's pussy easily, the juices making it very slippery. Cindy's cunt was very tight on her finger, and when she attempted two fingers, she found it impassible. She drew her hand upward into the split of Cindy's ass. She poked lightly against the tight asshole, bringing a tight, hot whimper from Cindy.
Barbara's finger slipped into the girl's asshole.
Cindy, feeling Barbara's finger on her asshole, had shoved her ass back, just as Barbara was pressing. Barbara felt the tight asshole squeeze her finger, then Cindy was humping her ass back and forth, fucking on her finger. The girl sucked in frenzy at Barbara's tits, her little finger flying in and out of her hairy cunt faster and faster. The gasping heat of the girl's breath burned the flesh of her naked tits. Barbara felt Cindy shaking and jerking her ass, fucking onto her finger. Then an understanding came to her.