Zoey Zane #05 Princess
Little Princess Gets Bathed
Embracing Ariel was like floating in a soft, erotic dream.
Every little shift and movement, sigh and rustle between the two, communicated their love.
Bitty felt Ariel ‘s fragile little breastbone press against her thinly veiled pubis, and the woman ground herself gently into it.
She felt her hungry pussy begin to melt, and ooze.
Mmm, too soon, too soon, she thought.
“Why don’t we start with a shower, and then get in?” Reluctantly, Ariel let go of the source of warmth that had been enveloping her body.
“Come on, baby girl” said Bitty, pulling at the sash keeping her own yukata in place.
Then, without hesitation, she shrugged it off, and was naked.
Ariel could only look and gasp.
There, in front of her, was the woman she admired most.
Naked in all her adult feminine beauty.
And it was then that it hit little 9-year-old Ariel ‘s mind.
She realized, in a flash, that she deeply, utterly loved Bitty.
THAT WAS IT! Just the same as in Beauty And The Beast, or The Little Mermaid, like the prince and the princess In this very instant, little Ariel ‘s mind made a giant step towards being a more grown-up girl.
She understood, all of a sudden, the concept of Being in Love.
And she was in love with Bitty.
All of this happened within the seconds that it took Bitty to remove her yukata and hang it on a copper hook mounted on the wall.
Bitty had felt completely natural taking off her yukata.
But when she hung it up, she noticed that her nipples had stiffened fiercely and were poking out and slightly up.
It couldn’t be the temperature, as it was rather warm in the onsen.
And in the turn towards the hook on the wall, she felt the slipperiness between her legs.
My God, this girl this whole situation has taken her body by storm Turning back to her little baby doll, she said: “Here let me help you with that”.
And she reached for the sash, gave it the slightest of tugs the knot untied the two sides of the yukata fell open, and then Bitty took the two sides at collarbone level and tugged it off.
There stood the object of her deep-felt love naked looking down at her feet, her hands folded demurely in front of her prominent vulva mound.
There was one thing that Ariel did not, could not hide and that was the rampant state her little girl’s nipples were in, standing away from her childlike chest like two bullets, poking forward and slightly outward the tips white from hardness.
It caused a deep stirring in Bitty’s soul and she felt her pussy gush with excitement little Ariel was as much affected as she was, Bitty realized.
“Ohh, my little baby princess you are so pretty, so incredibly beautiful” whispered Bitty.
These words made Ariel look up at her object of love.
She had been overcome by a sudden sense of shame what was she thinking, a little girl, just turned nine, and being in love with an adult a woman, no less and now being naked.
And there was absolutely no denying that indeed Ariel was only a little girl.
A small, nymph-like girl, with no signs of womanhood apart from those prominent nipples standing tantalizingly hard on her flat chest.
Ariel was small, perhaps 4’2″ or 4’3″.
Her legs were longish, and her body was well proportioned.
Her mother had said that she would make a nice ballerina if it weren’t for her lack of height.
Her hips flaired only ever so slightly just enough to create a little curve.
Her tummy was flat, with a small inny bellybutton.
Although she wasn’t really thin, you could see her ribcage below her chest.
Her collarbone and neck were gracious, and graceful, and her arms elegant.
Her small hands were, as said, folded demurely in front of her bulging vulva mound, which was as bald and smooth as on the day she was born, with a clearly defined slit separating the two halves.
You could not detect her labia; only when her legs were spread wide, then a little hint of her purple-pink inny-lips could be seen.
Ariel ‘s back was smooth and straight.
Her bum was round, with two little globes coming together in a delightfully straight split.
The burnished gold of her bottom darkened slightly as it curved into her her crack, hinting at a duskiness within So in every aspect, Ariel looked like a little girl who just turned nine.
But to Bitty she was the embodiment of perfection of beauty of sensuality.
Ariel ‘s eyes sparkled at the compliment Bitty had whispered, looking up at her adult female friend, who stood but two steps away from her, in all her naked, feminine glory.
Their eyes caught each other.
“I mean it” said Bitty.
“You’re pretty, too” said little Ariel ; looking at the woman she had fallen in love with for the very first time in her young life.
“OK, how about that shower?” “Okay” “Do you want me to wash you, precious?” asked Bitty, feeling the urge to touch her little friend so badly she thought she would faint.
Ariel didn’t say anything, but just nodded, looking shyly away.
Bitty walked to the showers, and opened the tap, adjusting the temperature.
This caused Ariel to see Bitty’s back.
She was so pretty from all sides.
Her back was so elegant, her hips created such a graceful curve, her legs were so long and softly muscled Ariel just didn’t know that anybody could be so beautiful, so perfect.
And then Bitty’s bum.
Two perfect globes, firm, round, wiggling provocatively as the grown-up woman walked towards the showers on the wall.
“OK, pretty one, all ready.” Ariel walked towards the showers.
Stepped under the streaming water so nice and warm, perfectly adjusted.
Bitty stood outside the stream but small, warm drops bounced off the little girl’s body, landing everywhere on naked Bitty’s boobs, tum, legs pussy Ariel noticed Bitty only had a little hair a neat little `v’ of soft, straight hair, pointing tantalizingly towards where her womanly slit started Ariel thought it looked very, very nice.
Then Bitty sat herself down on one of the simple wooden shower stools.
That way she would be more level with Ariel ‘s supple, golden-brown-skinned, shiny, wet little body.
The onsen shower stools are very low, causing one’s knees to be almost level with one’s chest.
It is impossible to sit with legs closed.
And thus Ariel first saw Bitty’s adult pussy in all its glory And what a sight it was.
It sent shivers and tingles all over little Ariel .
She slightly gasped because right there in front of the little girl, Bitty exposed her more than luscious cunt.
Bitty’s lips were all on the outside, generously layered like an oyster that had slightly opened.
The lower you looked (and little Ariel did so, unspeakably drawn to this marvel of femininity), the thicker and `flappier’ the lips became, ending in a thick, slightly hanging outer and inner labia.
Because of the spraying of the water (or so Ariel assumed), the lips shone with wetness in the soft candle and fireplace light Ariel could not suppress a soft: “Ooooogh”, staring at Bitty’s heavy-lipped pussy.
Bitty had not meant to put herself so much on display.
She had wanted to sit down, to be level with the object of sensuality, shiny and wet in front of her.
But she did realize almost immediately what happened as she sat down.
And it excited her beyond measure to expose herself in this wanton manner to the little girl.
She felt her lips become more plump as they were pumped up with the blood being hammered through her veins.
She literally felt herself opening, her lips stiffening and blossoming, quivering, wetness welling up from deep within herself.
She smiled at Ariel ‘s barely suppressed little moan.
She looked down at herself, at her engorging pussy, then back up at the open-mouthed little girl.
“Ariel ?” Ariel looked up from Bitty’s sex with a start, her cheeks flushed.
Water cascaded down her tiny body.
“Yes?” “Do you like my pussy?” asked Bitty softly, and she felt a further pulse deep within her whole lower body.
Ariel could only nod, feeling the excitement, rich and thick, inside her whole being.
The woman’s smile broadened.”You can tell it you like it, you know ” Bitty looked down at her open pussy and, in a soft, high-pitched voice: “Does she like me? I think so, but I don’t know ” She looked up again at the giggling girl.
“I like it when you say it It makes me feel good.
Especially if it comes from the most beautiful girl in the world ” Ariel looked at the ribbled flower, open and wet.
She wanted to touch those flappy lips so bad.
Wanted to see them much closer.
But she was embarrassed to even think that, let alone ask.
Instead she mustered up all her courage and said: “I think you have the prettiest pussy in the whole world”, looking from Bitty’s face down to the open gash and back to her adult friend’s face, while her cute face blazed crimson.
“Well, thank you, little princess.
Good for you.” Out of the side of her mouth came a small voice, “thank yooo!” She looked down between her legs.
“Hush now!” They both giggled.
” Now pass me that sponge so I can properly wash you” said Bitty.
Ariel handed Bitty the sponge.
Bitty grasped the sponge, and the small hand in which it was offered.
She looked little Ariel in the eye.
“You know that you are my most precious, best friend in the world, right? And because you are such a smart little girl, you probably also understand that our evening here should always remain our secret, OK? This is our secret, between two friends, right?” Ariel nodded.
You are my best friend and I love you”.
Just like that.
Expressing her natural feelings.
At that moment, the usually very composed Bitty felt such a whirlwind of emotions washing through her when she heard the pretty little girl utter those heartfelt words that she could have cried, laughed, jumped up for joy and she was sure she felt a small cum as well But instead she just stammered: “Ohhhhhh, little Ariel , my my most beautiful girl, I love you, too”.
And with that she pulled the small girl towards her, in between her obscenely spread legs, pulling the little girl’s wet, shiny body against her own warm, mature body.
Hugging her tight, pulling the little girl’s pretty face onto her neck.
It was the second hug of the evening.
The first one had been sensual, but this hug was purely erotic.
Bitty felt the little girl press her flat, hard nippled chest just above her soft boobs.
The flat tummy pressed against the woman’s hard nippled breasts and tummy.
Both made little whinnying sounds and the shower water cascaded over them like an eternal rain of warmth.
How long did it last? One minute ten? Bitty lost sense of time.
All that mattered was that she had her precious love in her arms.
Felt her nakedness against her own.
She stroked the wet, smooth back of the girl child from shoulder blades to the soft start of her bum, not daring to go any further, not wanting to break this magic moment.
At long last, Bitty whispered, “So how about me washing you all over, little one?” With a sigh, Ariel let go.
It had felt sooo good, so natural to be in that naked, warm, wet embrace.
But the prospect of the woman she had just confessed to about her love wanted to wash her, and that was an offer she gladly accepted.
Little 9-year-old Ariel stood under the warm cascading shower.
Before her stood Bitty, in all her naked adult glory.
Bitty reached for the bottle of shower gel (Shiseido, Ariel ‘s favorite brand) and a large, natural sponge.
“Step forward, little princess” Ariel did, standing just outside the spray of the shower, feeling the warm water rushing just behind her back and little, pert bum.
“Turn around, honey” said Bitty, marveling again at the sight of the naked, impish little girl in front of her.
Ariel turned around, facing the natural stonewall, rugged with brown and black slates.
It shone with the wetness of the shower-water, as did Ariel ‘s skin.
Bitty was now treated to the view of Ariel ‘s back, straight and elegant, ending in her small girlish bottom.
The two perfect halves like little cantaloupes, and in Bitty’s mind equally edible Next, Bitty liberally squirted shower gel on the sponge, and then rubbed it against her hand to create a rich lather of suds.
“OK, little baby, let me wash your back” said Bitty and she proceeded to rub slow, insistent circles on Ariel ‘s upper back, shoulders and upper arms.
Ariel swooned she felt so loved, so relaxed, so taken care of it was heaven.
She felt the slow, tender, circular movements of the slippery sponge on her back.
She felt the suds dripping a slow trail towards her bum, tickling her skin on their journey down.
The sponge made ever-widening circles, covering more and more of her little back in rich creamy soapy suds.
Eventually, Bitty moved the sponge over the little girl’s bum.
First the upper part only, but soon her whole bum moving back up, following the straight line of the girl’s spine all the way up to her neck, which was exposed due to the fact that Ariel had put her hair in pigtails.
When Bitty moved the soapy sponge up Ariel ‘s back, she saw the girl move, swaying her head a little sideways, and her bum would clench together in response to the pleasure of the slippery back rub she was giving the little girl.
When the sponge moved down again, following the outline of the left or right side of her back, trailing along the edges of her almost non-existent hips towards her sweet little bum, Bitty noticed that her little princess would almost unnoticeably push her bum back towards the sponge, and the hand that was steering it.
If Bitty could have seen Ariel ‘s face, she would have seen that her big, brown Bambi-like eyes had squinted into slits of pleasure The little girl enjoyed the feelings of the sponge very, very much.
Bitty now also included the little girl’s coltish legs in her sponge massage.
Rubbing either the left, or right leg from her slim calves all the way up past the supple thighs, over her little bum, all the way up to that delectable neck, and then down again, following a different path every time.
Because of Ariel ‘s more and more obvious little thrusting movements in response to the soapy back rub she was receiving, Bitty threw caution to the wind: she rubbed the sponge more and more insistently over and in between little Ariel ‘s bum crack.
When she did this, the little girl pushed her bum against the gentle rasp of the sponge, trying to push it against her most intimate place.
It excited her very much it felt totally natural to try and meet the source of those feelings, to try and respond and increase the feelings Finally, Bitty got on her knees behind the little girl, bringing the sponge around Ariel ‘s slim hips towards her small tummy.
She half-pressed her naked, aroused breasts against the back of her soapy little lover.
With her movements, her own hard nipples would either sway, scrape, caress or press against the soapiness of Ariel ‘s back.
Meanwhile, her hand made ever more generous circles on Ariel ‘s tummy, going both higher and lower every time.
Soon, she enveloped Ariel ‘s little miracle nipples, high and hard on her flat chest,and her upper thighs, in soapy suds Ariel was making little mewling noises, and her sweet little bottom was swaying round and round to the rhythm of the sponge.
Bitty, her hard nipples sending ripples of pleasure deep inside her, dropped the sponge all together and continued making the same movements with her bare hands.She marveled at the feeling of Ariel ‘s naked, supple, warm, soapy skin it sent waves of excitement through her brain and body to be stroking this little, just-turned-9-year-old elf naked, trusting her seeking an outlet for her feelings of love and tenderness.
All pretense of washing had gone now.
Bitty stroked the girls nipples more and more, fingering them tweaking, twisting their rubbery length between her thumb and index finger as if milking The little girl placed her hands in front of her, against the heated hard,stone wall for support.
This caused her to push her bottom back a little, pushing it into Bitty’s tummy.
Bitty rubbed the little girl’s shoulders from behind, and then ran a soapy, slippery trail down the girl’s back, moving herself slightly back, too, to gain access again to the small girl’s back side.
Now she ran her hands along the sides of the girl’s body, exposed because of her raised arms, following the shape of her girly sides towards her smallish hips, then along her thighs still on the outside and then up on the back of the little girls upper legs and then, following the shapely curve, onto the two halves of her pretty behind.
Ariel couldn’t help it, she moaned the little-girl moans could be heard over the sound of the running shower, the crackling fire Bitty heard it, too at the same time very aware of her own thumping heart, working overtime The adult woman kneaded, rubbed, squeezed the two half moons of Ariel ‘s bum.
The slipperiness allowing her over, then into her little crack she started seeing the little girl’s anal opening a tiny rose pink encased between the golden skinned bum halves She saw it pucker and wink when she rubbed over and along it.
Ariel was having difficulty standing.
It was a good thing she was supporting herself against the wall.
An onlooker would have seen a little girl, well before development of womanhood, standing as if a policeman were searching her.
Behind her, on her knees, was an adult woman, who wantonly stroked and squeezed the little girl’s bum tracing her fingers more and more through the little girl’s most secret crack One of the two hands went between Ariel ‘s legs.
The hand was extended as if a handshake was extended.
The woman pushed the full length of her index finger and upper side of her hand upwards into the little girl’s bald, naked slit. Ariel groaned.
She pushed herself on against that hand starting to buck her hips back and forth riding the hand that was pushed against the core of her feelings Bitty’s other hand kept playing, stroking, and feeling the little rose bud.
She had extended her left index finger and stroked the little anal opening with contradicting moves of the hand that was sawing against the little girl’s cunny.
As she felt the pulsing of Ariel ‘s little anal opening increasing she started to apply pressure against it.
And then she felt the first digit of her long, manicured index finger sink into the little girl’s tiny asshole.
Just like that Ariel gasped.
Her bum and hips responded the feelings in her body increased tenfold then as the finger started going further into her small rectal opening the feelings increased 100-fold Bitty saw two digits disappearing into the bucking, squirming backside of her little 9-year-old lover As she pushed ever so slowly she felt the warm, slick insides of little Ariel , pulsing, alive and the intimacy of that feeling gave Bitty such an added dimension that she slowly started going in-and-out, in-and-out of the little girl’s behind.
Ariel ‘s feelings reached the overload point.
The hand rubbing her baby fanny, the feelings in her little pussy, her bum it was too much, and following a few hard, involuntary bucks she froze for a few seconds and then, uttering little “uungss” and “ooohhss” she rode herself to orgasm, trying not to fall over.
Her head swam exploded all she felt was love and sensuality as she came and came “ooooggghhh!! mummeeeee!! ooOOOOOoooggghh yesss.
AaaaAAAAAaaahhh….mmmmm”mmmmmmnnn One dexterous hand wedged between the girl’s little thighs, pushed hard against her baby cunt the other squeezed like a fist, with the exception of her index finger, which was sucked deep into the little girl’s steaming hot bottom fingering deep inside the girl into the beginnings of a warm, tender flow And as the girl started coming down from her orgasm, Bitty slowly pulled her hands free and then pulled the girl against herself, seating her on her knees, while she herself sat back, her feet tucked under her bum.
She pulled the girl tightly against herself and as the girl still shuddered, Bitty felt a mild, spontaneous orgasm rumble through her body, heaving, crystal clear Finally, Ariel was able to speak again.
A tiny voice, quavering, grateful: “Ooohh, Bitty that was so nice, SO nice).
Bitty hugged the little girl’s back even closer to her chest.
“I’m glad you liked it, little one. I liked sharing it with you.”