Sophie's Gems-2; Jade

by Karen Cypher

Part two is more of a foreshadowing of what will come, but integral to the tale of Sophie. Each new experience opens a new door for her, one that she will boldy walk through!

Sophie had woken early after a restless sleep. Not restless really, just waking during the night more often than was her norm. Since arriving at the house, she had experienced some strange dreams, and as she sat sipping coffee at the dining room table of her newly inherited house, she tried once again to go over them.

There were images of hands, small and large caressing her body. Her own lips tasting the soft flesh of a leg, who's she had no idea. There had been feelings of arousal throughout her whole body that was barely remembered; the merest echo of a ghost's whisper.

Sophie had been horny in the mornings before, but never quite like this! It was quite distracting as she realized she was stroking her face and neck to the remembered touches of the dream. She didn't know if it was her need or the remembered eroticism of the dream, but she knew she would have to take care of herself if she was to function today.

She had been telling herself this every morning for a week.

Sophie actually looked around her parent's house�no, her house now� before resuming her thoughts. It was almost like she expected to be caught! Her mother had always said 'Good Girls didn't do this kind of thing', and it was hard for Sophie to not picture her mother in this house. For right now, she didn't want to give thought to her worries and hang-ups about the house. This was her home now; safe, warm and secure. Her fingers were doing too nice a job to ruin it with all her other problems; her pussy too wet and eager to let her think about anything else.

Suddenly the nightshirt surrounding her body was far too hot and confining. Sophie needed room to move her legs; to spread them far enough so she could reach between her legs with both hands. She knew how much better she could make herself cum if one hand was used to rub her clit, while the fingers of the other hand plunged in and out of her seeping sex.

Sophie loved masturbating, pounding her fingers as deeply inside her as she could reach. Most of her partners were not very keen on penetration, but for Sophie, it was an integral part of sex; why restrain herself from using her whole body?

Sometimes it felt so good�that continuous hard pounding�that she wondered if it was only a matter of time before she wound up driving the entirety of her fist up inside her hyper-excited pussy.

Her body welcomed the touch as Sophie eased her chair back and propped her feet up on the edge of the table. She could smell her arousal, and that turned her on even more. One hand idly pulled at the pubic hair; fluffing it out and stroking lightly, but carefully avoiding direct contact with her clit. Her free hand traced circles around her nipple, already hard and begging for attention of its own.

She thought about Crystal, about the girls in school, about having different lovers that wouldn't get tired of her and wilt away after their initial experiment in girl-girl sex. She thought about her own experimental awakenings when she was a mere girl; how she found soft bodies thrilling�when she first learned what an orgasm truly was�how she wanted to guide other girls in the same way.

Sophie didn't try to fool herself into thinking that loving young girls was the norm, but in her current imaginings, the girls grew progressively younger, until their bodies just bordered on the budding development they would soon encounter.

All of which suddenly made for such a pleasant fantasy. A lovely fantasy that Sophie played through her mind over and over again, just as her fingers slid in and out of her sex. All it had taken was thinking about naked girls, touching them and having them touch her. It brought Sophie that much closer to the bursting point; that much closer to the massive orgasm she wanted.

Her talented fingers, well used to their assignment by now, were able and willing to go all day long if necessary. Sophie was far beyond wanting some sensuous teasing. No longer was she interested in being slowly built up, working into a hotter sweat as her climax was held tantalizingly close, but not delivered.

She couldn't feed enough pleasure into her body to satisfy the need, no matter how hard she tried. But it didn't stop her from the attempt.

Her head was shaking, flinging her hair from side to side as the index finger from her left hand deftly rotated her clit around in tiny circles; working it ever so well.

She was cumming now; hard and fast. Sweat ran down through the valley of her lovely, large breasts; pooling in the folds of her stomach and belly button. In spite of the fact her fingers were gliding over her clit so lightly she was barely touching herself, Sophie could sense the tell-tale signs that her morning ritual was over using her poor pussy.

It wouldn't be much longer before the tender bud she was rubbing would be so sore she'd have to spend the rest of the nights with a pillow between her legs to keep her thighs apart. Even the touch of her own skin against itself would be too much for her to bear.

Sophie sat silent for a while, playing with her breasts and casually licking her fingers. Her thoughts were still muddled; jumbled more than ever before; the foggy part of her consciousness receding back into the dream.

Groaning loudly, Sophie forced herself up and out of the chair; the muscles of her legs and groin complaining even louder as she shifted around, her feet touching the cool floor. She felt like an extra from Michael Jackson's 'Thriller' video as she slowly inched her way to the bathroom.

She had gone without the proper amount of sleep for too many nights now, and there was an impossible mountain of stuff to do during the day. The body she had proudly molded and shaped at the gym was threatening to fall apart on her very soon if she didn't do something about her condition.

The hot water spraying over her helped a lot. It gently prodded her along towards feeling like a human being once more. It didn't take long before her worn out body started to react to the hot shower; gladly accepting it's heat, absorbing it. Taunt muscles began to unwind, unknotting as she slowly turned under the steaming spray.

The shower and breakfast left her feeling good enough that she went for a short jog.

Sophie was on the last bit of her 3K run, and hating herself for getting out of shape. She rounded the corner and came across a sprawling house; several cars in the drive.

It was Jade's house.

Jade and Sophie had played telephone tag all week, never finding a convenient time to get together. As they ended their last conversation yesterday, Jade had said to stop by anytime; Sophie returned the mindless offer to Jade as well.

She stood for a few minutes to catch her breath. Faint strains of children's laughter touched her ears. Sophie walked down toward the sound and came out around the side of the garage. She was at the top of a flight of cement steps. The back yard was a cleared area of woods set against the house on top of the bluff. The grass was mowed short, and there was a happy crowd of about a dozen people standing in it. Everyone was in festive colors; bright dresses and Hawaiian shirts, summery print skirts and short-shorts. All the adults were talking quietly, juggling paper plates full of food and glasses filled with drink. The children, about a seven or so, were gathered around a pi�ata; cheering a young girl on.

Sophie had gate-crashed a birthday party or something.

Sophie gazed down at the group of revelers, and as if she had suddenly shouted and clapped her hands, they all stopped talking and turned to look up at her. They all stared at her quietly, inquiringly, and Sophie looked back at them. There was silence� stillness�then a woman moved.

She handed her paper plate and her glass to the nearest bystander and stepped forward. She was a young woman; maybe 30 or so. She was dressed as colorfully as the others in a light green sleeveless blouse and white skirt that ended an inch or two above her knees. Sandals adorned her feet, and Sophie caught the glint of an ankle charm as it flashed the reflected sunlight while she walked. She was pale and looked slightly flustered in the heat of the afternoon, but very beautiful; achingly beautiful. The woman looked like an older version of Crystal and Sophie caught herself staring.

The woman was very slim. Tall too, Sophie noticed, even in her flat sandals, with long legs that moved gracefully as she strode over to Sophie. Fine blonde hair hung down her back, held away from her face with a simple hair band, and only accented the clarity of her light green eyes. She moved delicately across the lawn and stopped at the bottom of the cement steps.

"Sophie, it is so good to see you again, thanks for dropping by." the woman said. "I'm Jade." She said to Sophie's confused glance. "Please, come down and join us."

Sophie felt the fool; she was still sweaty and dressed in her running outfit and was not prepared to meet the entire neighborhood in one fell swoop. Still, there was nothing for it now, and she slowly walked down the steps, taking the woman's�Jade's�hand at the bottom.

"I'm sorry," Sophie began. "I didn't mean to just drop by like this, I should have called first."

"Nonsense," Jade said. "There is never a bad time, and this is a perfect chance for you to meet everyone." She led Sophie to a big punch bowl and Sophie mechanically poured herself a cup of red liquid. She almost gagged; it was pure sugar and cloyingly sweet� obviously for the kids. She looked around for something else to drink, and spied a cooler of bottled water by her feet. She grabbed one gratefully, taking a long sip; swishing the cool water around her mouth to clear it of the lingering sweetness of the punch.

Sophie kept staring at Jade, trying to figure out why she didn't recognize the woman.

Jade felt Sophie's stare, and turned to look at Sophie directly, returning her frank gaze. "What?" she asked a little shyly.

"I'm sorry," Sophie began. "I know I met you before, weeks ago when you stopped by my house�" She trailed off, not knowing how to finish. "Anyway, I feel silly that I didn't recognize you just now. Surely my memory isn't that bad."

Jade laughed lightly; a musical sound that Sophie found utterly captivating. She found herself staring at the woman's perfect features again and smiling along with her.

"Oh, don't worry." Jade said, laying a hand on Sophie's arm. "That was about fifteen pounds and a bottle of coloring ago. It's not so surprising." She finished, running a slender hand through her fine hair as if to indicate the new coloring.

Sophie found that mesmerizing too; Jesus, what was wrong with her?

Jade took Sophie's arm in hers and proceeded to make the rounds; Jade introducing everyone and Sophie exchanging pleasantries with each new acquaintance. The whole time, her hand was always on Sophie; a light touch on her arm, a slender arm around her waist holding her delicately to steer her along. After so long without, Sophie loved the contact.

The children had broken into small groups with parents; the pi�ata finally beaten into submission and disgorging its hidden prize. Jade had gone back into the house for something and Sophie was left on her own. She felt eyes on her and glanced around.

A young girl, no more than 13 years old, was staring at Sophie with a raptor-like gaze that made Sophie slightly uncomfortable. She smiled at the child, and the girl's whole countenance changed. Her features magically transformed with her returning smile. She walked up to Sophie.

"Hi," she said, taking both of Sophie's hands in hers. "I'm Amber, and this is my party."

"Pleased to meet you Amber," Sophie said with genuine warmth. "My name is Sophie"

"Ah, I see you met the Little Princess," Jade said, standing beside Sophie and taking her arm in hers once again. Sophie could almost see the capitol letters Jade used. The embrace placed Sophie's arm directly in contact with Jade's left breast; something Sophie was acutely aware of, but Jade seemed not to notice. "This festive gathering is to celebrate Amber's 12th birthday," Jade said in a stage whisper. "And if she continues to behave, she just might see her 13th birthday!" Jade finished with a wink.

"Mom," Amber said with exasperation. "I am being nice, even to Pearle."

"My other daughter" Jade said by way of explanation. "She is the one in the blue dress by the table."

The girl Jade was pointing out was much younger, maybe 7 or 8, but the resemblance to Jade was more easily discernable with Pearle than it was with Amber.

Sophie swung her gaze back to Amber. "Well, happy birthday, Amber. Come by sometime soon and I'll get you a gift�if your Mom doesn't mind, that is." The last said to Jade in a sidelong look. Amber flashed another dazzling smile and disappeared with a whoop of delight.

"I hope you know what you're letting yourself in for," Jade said with a laugh. "She'll be over every day 'til you make good on your offer!"

Sophie laughed too. The small talk continued, and despite herself, Sophie found that she was having a good time. Jade stuck to her like glue throughout, and Sophie knew that was probably the reason.

The party wound down, and eventually Sophie was the only one left, helping Jade clean up. As Sophie was saying her goodbyes to the girls, Jade grabbed her arm and walked her home, leaving her children to the care of the maid.

"Really, Jade." Sophie protested. "I'm a big girl and I won't get lost."

"Relax�I just wanted to spend a little time with you." Jade responded. "After all, we keep saying we'll see each other soon, and I want to show you that I mean it!"

Sophie didn't complain. Not one little bit. She even hid her smile as Jade planted a chaste kiss on her lips before departing back home. "I'll drop by tomorrow, promise!"

And she did; almost every day for the better part of two weeks. She and Jade soon got together for long visits. And Sophie welcomed each and every one. The two were almost inseparable, sharing secrets and company like they had been friends for years.

Sophie turned out to be a fairly good do-it-yourselfer when it came to renovations in her home, but when the air conditioning failed; she knew she was in over her head. Of course, the company couldn't send a technician until later in the week�it was summer and the demand for services was higher than normal.

Sophie had just started to strip the old wallpaper off the walls of the master bathroom when it failed. Like a true home improvement warrior, she skinned down to a wife-beater T-shirt and shorts, donned her work boots and fastened her tool belt around her waist. Jade coming over and making an ice-cold pitcher of margaritas didn't hurt either.

It was easily 85 degrees in the house, even with every window open and every fan she could find in the garage plugged in somewhere in the house. Between the steam-machine she used to remove the old wallpaper and the oppressive heat, Sophie was soon covered in a sheen of sweat; ready to call it quits. When she answered Jade's knock at the door, she was flushed and light-headed.

"Oh my," Jade teased after one look, taking in the sight of Sophie's nipples through the sweat soaked fabric of her shirt. "Were you expecting a date or did you get all hot and bothered just knowing I was coming over?"

"What?" Sophie replied. "Oh�yes." she said, catching on to the game. "I'd have been naked for you, but sweaty and dusty just don't mix well."

"Hmm," Jade said, giving an exaggerated look at Sophie's body. "I don't know about that!"

Sophie blushed despite herself and led a laughing Jade to the kitchen. The two were soon chatting merrily away. Sophie divested herself of her tool belt and started to lay it by the garage door when Jade gave her a moue of displeasure.

Sophie raised an inquiring eyebrow.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but you look better with the tool belt on�sexy." Jade answered around her margarita glass.

With a shrug, Sophie reattached the belt and walked over to her own glass. 'Just where is this going,' she thought to herself.

By her second margarita, Sophie was feeling decidedly uncomfortable. She had cooled enough that she was not sweating anymore, but the damp shirt still clung to her like a second skin and she was acutely aware of her state of undress�and Jade's reaction to it.

"Well," Sophie began. "If you're going to make me wear this tool belt, maybe we should get back to actually working."

"Sure thing" Jade replied. "I love seeing you flex your body�getting all hot and sweaty." She leaned forward on her stool and placed her palms on the flat between her legs; squeezing her arms together and doing wonderful things to her breasts in the process.

This time, there was no mistaking Jade's innuendo; hell, a blind woman could see it!

"Hmm," Sophie replied; excitement and mischievousness flooding in her in equal parts. She actually felt the fabric pull at her nipples as they hardened. She didn't move from Jades look of admiration.

"Oops!" Sophie exclaimed, purposefully spilling her drink down the front of her shirt. "Now what am I going to do?" She grasped the tails in either hand and lifted it up over her head. "I was all hot and sweaty before, so maybe just a wet cloth�" It was childish, but seemed to fit the mood Jade was in.

Sophie reached into a drawer and pulled out a dish towel, soaking it in the cool water of the faucet and running it across her breasts. She took her time, locking eyes with Jade as she stretched it tight to bring down and over her nipples; the flesh bouncing back into place instantly and sending a thrill through her body at the contact.

Jade's look was longing, and Sophie could see the pulse of her heartbeat in the side of her neck.

"Maybe a shower after all." Sophie teased, running a finger down the valley between her ample breasts. "I seem to be all sticky now� see?" Sophie had stepped close to Jade, taking one of her hands and placing it where her finger had just been.

The look in Jade's eyes was pure lust, and Sophie felt herself moisten further at the reaction. "If only someone were around to help me take off this belt in my distress" Sophie mimed fanning her face in her distress.

Jade laughed merrily and took Sophie's hand, leading her to the bedroom, the tool belt clanking to the floor somewhere along the way.

Sophie sat on the bed and quickly took off her work boots, standing an instant later to skin out of her shorts, and then looked at the light-skinned woman as she removed the last of her clothes. She was beautiful by anyone's standards. Her firm breasts stood up without the help of silicone, the nipples pert and doughy, her hips flared just right and the long trim legs of a dancer gave her a proud look that was amplified by her high cheekbones and straight patrician nose. The smooth skin of Jade's sex gave off a faint heat that excited Sophie as she came to her, naked and tumescent.

The lovely woman took Sophie's breasts in her hands as she kissed her, stroking them in her grasping palms, squeezing their mass with slender fingers. Sophie shoved her tongue inside Jade's mouth, consumed with a sudden heat. Jade's mouth responded to hers as they came together, tongues meeting, her breasts soft and yielding against her own. They stood there for several moments then glided to the bed as though with a pre-arranged signal, never breaking their passionate embrace.

They sat, and then lay together on the bed, their twin passions mounting like a steam from a morning meadow as the sun rises. Jade began kneading one of Sophie's breasts while her tongue inflamed her eager mouth. The nipple hardened like agate between her tweaking fingers. She played with the other breast and then moved her hand down to Sophie's slightly mounded tummy. Sophie's body began to respond with a gentle undulating rhythm. Jade found the offered treasure of Sophie's sex, plying the silky smooth outer lips open with her fingers.

Sophie spread her legs wider to receive Jade's attentive fingers, moaning softly. Jade was gentle and considerate, and she didn't seem to be in a hurry to reach her own climax; at least not until she was sure of Sophie's own. She was surprised at the way Jade made love to her. She hadn't expected anything but a few fumbles at her breasts, then a quick kiss, and then a savage and short-lived sexual attack after all her teasing. Sophie knew she wouldn't have minded that either, come to think of it. Perhaps she should bring it up.

Sophie found that warm waves of pleasure were seeping through her loins as Jade's finger ventured inside her inner depths. She began to move her hips in coital motions as her body exulted in the heat generated by this beautiful woman.

Jade's finger had found her tiny clit, rubbing its face until it emerged from its hiding place. The little nub soon swelled with blood and began to tingle with an electric eagerness that shot current through her whole body. Her hand on Jade's side moved up and down her ribs with a new urgency now. She wanted Jade, wanted her to quench the fires that began to flow like lava through her sex.

Jade pushed her back flat on the bed, kneeling over her with one hand supporting her weight and her knees astride Sophie's hips; her hand never leaving her pussy while the first of a series of orgasms began to wrack her body. Jade's sex-slicked fingers slid across Sophie's clit, jangling it to a frenzied throbbing. Her smooth legs went up in the air, wrapped around Jade's waist as she buried her fingers to the hilt. Faster and faster she stroked the scalding walls of her sex, burrowing to the length of her fingers with ever increasing ferocity. Jade looked so passionate, so alive as she gazed down at her; eyes wide, breath heaving, breasts swaying to the furious motion of her hand on Sophie's sex.

Her pliant body buckled with the searing series of climaxes that ripped through her like a hurricane. She bit her lips until tiny droplets of blood darkened them; mingled with her own saliva. Garbled words flowed from her mouth like one possessed as Jade pounded into her eager flesh. Soft screams died on her ears. Her teeth sought Jade's lips, nibbling at them to keep from yelling in the grip of a sexual hysteria that she had never experienced before.

Jade was caught up in her own sensual marathon; her need strained for release. She sat up, rubbed her own clit, and let herself go; felt it explode in fiery streams throughout her body.

"Oh Dear God, thank you, thank you�" Sophie trilled breathily.

Jade held her for a long time after. She looked down at Sophie's flushed face. Tears flowed from beneath Sophie's long dark eyelashes; tears of happiness for the pleasure that was so fleeting, so profound and so terribly needed.

Outside Sophie's open bedroom window, in the afternoon sun, Amber waited like one of the shadows that stretched across the patio. When she thought it was safe, she darted away. All that could be heard was the patter of bare feet on concrete as she raced home.