A Weekend With Renata: Saturday Night
will be a trilogy of stories, "Friday", "Saturday" and "Sunday". Only now because of it's length I
the "Saturday" as 2 parts. I've split the "Saturday" story into "Saturday
Morning" and "Saturday Nite" to keep the length of them short enough to read
quickly.
I won't be spending much if any time referring back to the
first Renata story, so if you haven't read it you should do so now, just to help
maintain continuity while reading the Weekend Trilogy. And if you're reading
this third story of the "Weekend trilogy" then I assume you've read the first
couple.
~~Thanks, Lestat2k02
Saturday
Afternoon
Rolling through the main room of the cottage I was trying
to decide between transferring to the recliner or the sofa, so far the entire
weekend had been spent in the recliner so I chose the sofa. I picked one of the
ends to sit at and settled in and waited for Renata to emerge from the bedroom.
Renata and I hadn't napped that long before she suggested that I get cleaned up
and wait for her in the other room. So here I was, waiting for lovely young
Renata to appear and wondering what she had in mind for us. Her school uniform
and the little girl in the Barbie Princess nightie had both been really sexy and
quite enjoyable. It didn't make any difference I could have wondered for days
and never thought of what I was about to see, I suppose that just knowing Renata
was going to appear was the important thing, that might be wearing just about
anything or totally nothing or anything in between was just a bonus.
Knowing that Renata might be wearing anything still didn't prepare me
for what happened next. I heard the door to the bedroom open then I heard the
skipping steps of my lovely young companion's shoes hitting the floor. I turned
to look and see what I was in for and knew immediately that I was right earlier
when I thought that I wouldn't be prepared for what I saw. Green socks almost up
to the knee, a green skirt, a green vest, a white shirt, shiny black shoes from
her school uniform, flopping pigtails and a green beret. In my mind I could hear
myself screaming, 'a Girl Scout uniform, holy freak'in cow, a Girl Scout
uniform...' Renata certainly knew how to put together a fantasy weekend and I
was glad to be only half way through my weekend of fantasies. Renata was 18 and
a half, but she had so far spent the weekend trying to look younger, actually
dangerously younger and this was the best yet. This was better than her school
uniform and maybe even better than the Barbie Princess nightie, god almighty I
thought to myself, a Girl Scout. Renata was a small girl, that's for sure, but
where did she get things like a Girl Scout uniform, but then he remembered that
there was a girl in his youngest daughters class that had been 5' 7" when she 10
years old so at five foot zero Renata probably just had to look around to find a
uniform that would fit her. Without a doubt Renata had surpassed all her
previous efforts at looking young with this outfit, dressed like a Girl Scout
she looked seductively childlike, this was going to be a fun game, that's for
freak'in sure.
Renata skipped over to the end of the sofa where I was
seated. She leaned on and over the arm at the end of the sofa, her sunshine
smiling face was just inches from me.
"Hi Mr. Mason, would you like to
buy some Girl Scout cookies." Renata had a huge smile on her face and I could
tell that she was really pleased with herself and with the effect her outfit was
having on me.
"Ange says you really like the thin mints." Renata turned
and sat on the arm of the sofa, she was looking down at me grinning and waiting
for my answer.
"Well Mr. Mason, is that your favorite flavor of Girl
Scout", there was a notable pause before she continued, "cookie?"
Renata
spun around, she was still sitting up on the arm of the sofa, but she stretched
her legs out past me so her feet were on the cushion next to me. "Well Mr. Mason
would you like my cookies? To buy my cookies I mean." she said, her voice taking
on just a hint of seductiveness and her face still sporting her brilliant smile.
I laid my hand on Renata's leg, way down by her ankle and started
massaging her through the fabric of her green Girl Scout knee socks.
"Mr.
Mason, our scout leader says we should never let grown ups touch us. So you
should move your hand" Renata said.
"Really", I said while I continued to
massage her ankle with my hand, "I'll by cookies if you let me touch
you".
"It's wrong for grown ups to touch young girls Mr. Mason, you know
that. It's naughty, you're being naughty and your trying to get me to be
naughty; good girls, especially Girl Scouts aren't naughty"
"Well what if
I don't buy any cookies unless you let me touch you?" As she and I were talking
I noticed that Renata's troop number or group number or whatever was "69". Boy
she sure had a knack for details, how long had she been planning this weekend I
thought to myself.
"Well Mr. Mason, that wouldn't be very nice, actually
your being really naughty you know that", there was a pause before she
continued, "but, if you promise to buy my cookies then you can touch me just
like you are, but no place else." The longer Renata talked the more coy her
voice became and she finished with, "Just where your hand is now, okay. No
further up than that Mr. Mason"
"Oh, so I couldn't so this", I said as I
wrapped my hand around the back of Renata's leg and massaged her calf almost up
to the top of her pretty green Girl Scout knee sock.
"MR. MASON!!!, now
stop that, you stop being naughty, grown ups shouldn't touch good little Girl
Scouts like that. You shouldn't be touching me at all Mr. Mason, so just stop
it, stop being so naughty." Renata's voice was filled with mock
seriousness.
"I'll buy more cookies", I said as I moved my hand to the
front of Renata's leg and started moving it in small circles on her bare
knee.
"Just because I let you touch my knee Mr. Mason? You would buy my
cookies just for that Mr. Mason", Renata's voice was dripping with mock
innocence and shyness.
"Well maybe some other places too Renata. I mean I
like to touch your knee Renata, I really do, your skin is so nice and soft, but
you have other things that are a lot more fun to touch", I said as I let my hand
wander higher up Renata's leg. I was enjoying the feeling of my hand touching
the soft smooth skin of her leg when Renata's hands clamped down on to the hem
of her skirt and held it tight against her legs so my hand couldn't slip under
it.
Holding her legs tight together also Renata said, "Not up there Mr.
Mason". She was still trying to sound innocent, but more and more Renata's voice
took on a teasing quality. "Our scout leader said especially not between the
legs Mr. Mason. She said never, ever let a grown up touch you between the legs.
Yup that's what she said Mr. Mason, so you just keep your naughty hands away
from there."
"But that's where I want to touch you the most Renata", I
said, "I've never touched a little Girl Scout between her legs and I really want
to". Renata was playing the Girl Scout different than her other games. She
wasn't trying to be as in control with this character as she had been all the
other times. She was letting me set the course of events, but she was playing
hard to get, the innocent reluctant little Girl Scout, not the confident
seductress she usually portrayed.
"I don't know Mr. Mason", Renata said,
her shy act running hot and heavy now. "I get all funny when I get touched
there".
I lifted my hand from the top of Renata's leg and moved it to
the front of her dazzling white shirt and ran my hand lightly over her chest.
"Wait a minute", I said as my fingers grazed over the front of Renata's shirt
and realized that my cute little Girl Scout was braless. "How do you know that
Renata, how do you know you get all funny down there? Who's been touching you
between your legs Renata?" I asked as my fingers grazed over Renata's
unprotected and stiffening nipples.
The sensation of having her nipples
touched, even through her clothes caused Renata to whimper a little as she said,
"That's naughty too Mr. Mason, my scout leader says I'm not supposed to let
grown ups touch my chest either, that makes me feel funny between my legs too,
but not as funny as when I actually get touched between my legs."
Renata
hadn't answered my question about who had touched her between her legs, but she
involuntarily admitted again that she had been touched there. I gently pressed
one of Renata's nipples between my fingers and her clothes as I said, "And
touching your chest makes you feel funny between your legs?"
"Mmmm..."
Renata moaned demurely, "Not as funny I said, but still funny and that's why
it's naughty. Grown ups aren't supposed to make good little Girl Scouts feel
naughty Mr. Mason. And you're naughty to make me feel naughty".
"Are you
feeling naughty now Renata?" I asked as I continued to play with her nipple
through her shirt.
Renata's eyes were closed as she quietly said,
"Mmmm... uh huh Mr. Mason I feel naughty." Renata seemed to suddenly realize
that she was letting herself go and said in a louder and clearer tone, "Stop it
Mr. Mason, you're making me be naughty."
I pressed harder with the palm
of my hand all over her chest and felt Renata's small but firm breast roll under
my touch and her nipple harden even more and poke against my palm. Then I
pressed harder verbally by saying, "I think you like being naughty Renata and
that you like it when I touch you".
"No Mr. Mason, you're naughty and I
want to be a good little girl, I want to be a good Girl Scout".
Renata's
Girl Scout shirt was a pullover so I had to un-tuck the bottom of it from her
skirt so I could get my hand under it. When I did get my hand under the shirt of
my sweet young Renata I found my hand touching a thin tee she was wearing
underneath her shirt so I had to reach back down to get my hand under it so I
could finally cup the small supple orb of flesh that was Renata's breast.
Once again my touch caused my beautiful young Renata to let out a long
moan. I marveled at my ability to cause her to respond like this, that she
responded to my touch like this was exciting, it made me feel marvelous, my only
regret was that no matter how exciting it was it didn't cause the physical
response in me that it did in Renata. And let me tell you the feeling of cupping
my hand around the spectacular little breast of this impossibly pretty young
girl should have aroused a dead man.
"Are you a good girl Renata, are you
a good Girl Scout?"
"Yessssssss" Renata hissed as my fingers clasped her
sensitive nipple and gave it a soft twist.
"No Renata, you're naughty and
you like to be naughty. Now how do you know you get all funny down there, who
did you let touch you there Renata?" I kept my voice quiet but firm as I spoke.
When I fingered Renata's nipple harder I made my voice harder and when I
softened my voice I softened the pressure on her pretty pink nib that had
hardened involuntarily at my touch.
"No Mr. Mason, I'm good, you're
naughty and you'd be in big trouble if my leader saw you touching me like this".
Renata's hands pulled my arm from under her shirt and she continued, "You make
me be naughty Mr. Mason and I DON'T LIKE IT" she announced with mock, but very
convincing sincerity.
"If you don't like it then why did you let somebody
touch you between your legs?"
Renata let my hand drop and I placed it
innocently on her hip. Pretending to be embarrassed Renata said quietly, "we zip
two sleeping bags together and share them when we go on our campouts". Renata
paused, the apprehension in her voice was quite good, she really was a good
little actor. She spoke slowly and quietly saying, "and the other girl I slept
with talked me into letting her touch me between my legs".
"Really,
another girl huh?" I said stretching out the word really.
"Uh huh",
Renata looked away pretending embarrassment. "But I didn't mean it" she blurted
out.
"Didn't mean it", I laughed, "Whaddya mean you didn't mean
it?"
"Well we were teasing each other and tickling and before I knew what
was happening her hand was in my panties and her fingers were... Well you
know..."
"She put her fingers inside you?"
"Uh huh", Renata
nodded, "and then all the sudden I started feeling funny, dizzy like I was going
to fall even though I was laying down."
The thought of the beautiful
young Renata with another girl was unbelievably provocative even though I was
pretty sure she was still just acting and making up the story. "And then?" I
prodded.
"Then I had a hard time breathing and I was shaking, my whole
body, I couldn't stop it, I was shaking all over."
As we were talking I
had slipped my hand back up the front of Renata's shirt. I don't know if she was
distracted by telling her orgasm story or what, but she let me do it. I pressed
my thumb to her nipple and rolled it against her chest and was rewarded with
another of Renata's adorable little groans. "Ahhhhh Mr. Mason, you're being
naughty again already"
Renata moaned "oooh Mr. Mason, grown ups shouldn't
touch young girls like that.", but she moved closer to me as my hand continued
its exploration under her shirt. Whimpering Renata said, "I want to be good but
you make it so hard Mr. Mason."
My fingers played with one nipple and
then another, my hand cupped and caressed one breast and then another. The soft
strains of Renata's whimpers and moans drifted through the air as I fondled her
small but magnificent breasts. I wrapped my other arm around Renata's back and
pulled her off the arm of the sofa so she was closer to me. This time Renata did
let herself go because there was no protestation as I pushed up the front of her
shirt up all the way to her chin and took one of her hard pink buds into my
mouth. I kissed it with my lips; it was pink and hard and stood erect from the
soft mound of her breast. I surrounded her stiff little projection with my mouth
batted it playfully with my tongue Then I pulled it between my lips nibbled on
it lightly with my teeth. Each of these touches brought a longer louder moan
from my enraptured young beauty. Renata seemed to have given up the game, she
was surrendering to the pleasure I was able to giver her. I held a nipple firmly
between my teeth and flicked the tip with my tongue which caused my beautiful
young partner to call out, "OH GOD!!! Mr. Mason".
I moved my lips away
from Renata's chest and up to her ear. I cupped Renata's head in my one hand as
the other continued to fondle her soft breast and tweak her hard nipple. I
guided Renata's ear close to my lips and whispered, "Imagine how many cookies
I'll buy if you let me put my hand between your legs".
"Urrrrgaaaaah....
I can't Mr. Mason, I can't", Renata groaned, "You've only touched my chest and
I'm already funny down there".
"What do you mean funny Renata, what's
funny?" I squeezed her nipple a little tighter as I finished my
question.
"aaaahhhooooow, Mr. Mason... I can't let you touch me there,
it's too embarrassing."
I softened my whisper and brought my lips even
closer to Renata's ears so she could feel the breath of my words and said,
"Embarrassing, funny, I don't understand Renata", I cupped her breast and
stroked her nipple with a mild touch of my thumb as I spoke. "Are you wet
Renata?"
"Oooooh Yesssss... I'm all wet down there Mr. Mason, I wet my
panties cause you were touching me, now your hand will get all yucky if you
touch me there".
My lip's kissed the young Renata's fragilely beautiful
ear and let my tongue dart out to jab and play with her sexy little ear lobe.
"It's okay Renata, you let that other girl touch you between your legs, now let
me"
"Nooo Ohhh Ohhh", Deplored Renata, "Please Mr. Mason"
I
continued to caress and cup Renata's heavenly breast with my hand, the feeling
of the soft round globe against my hand sent shivers of pleasure up my arm. I
stopped kissing Renata's delicious neck long enough to murmur, "Please what
Renata?"
"Please I want something else", Renata gasped.
"What?",
the one word was both a question and a statement of surprise.
Still
catching her breath from her last gasp Renata said, "Have you ever licked a Girl
Scout between her legs Mr. Mason?"
I still held Renata's head in my hand,
I turned her to face me and looking her in beautifully soft eyes just shook my
head no.
"Do you want to lick a Girl Scout between the legs Mr. Mason?
Would you like to lick a Girl Scout between the legs Mr. Mason? Would you like
to lick me between my legs Mr. Mason?"
This time while still looking into
the sweet young Renata's eyes I nodded my head yes.
"You will Mr. Mason,
you'll lick me between my legs, really you will?"
I whispered yes this
time in addition to nodding. Renata pushed herself back up on to the arm of the
sofa and at the same time she did that she slid her panties down her beautiful
legs, and flipped them off on to the floor. They were white cotton today. I
thought to myself, I hope I get to keep that pair too. Renata pulled the short
green Girl Scout skirt up in back so her bare ass was sitting on the arm of the
sofa, then she put a leg up on the back of the sofa behind my head so her crotch
would be open to me. It was an awkward position and she had to hold on just to
keep from falling off. The front of her skirt fell to cover what I had been
longing to touch so Renata just said softly to me, "lift my skirt, lift my skirt
and lick me Mr. Mason, lick me like you said you would."
Except for the
tone this was more like the Renata I knew, telling me what to do, telling me
what she wanted, only now the tone was pleading instead of demanding. I lifted
the front of Renata's green Girl Scout skirt then I had to slouch lower in my
seat so I was even with the object of my desire. I leaned forward to bring my
tongue closer to the wet fragrant lips of her pussy. As I got closer I could see
the thick milk of Renata's arousal dripping from between the puffy aroused lips
of her sweet young pussy. I touched the tip of my tongue to the bottom of the
oozing slit formed by those puffy soft pussy lips and licked up. The taste
sensation was strong and caught me off guard, chocolate-mint I thought
unbelievingly to myself, she tasted like chocolate-mint.
Renata assumed
that my stopping after one lick up her pussy was my way of asking what was going
on so she said, "body powder, Mr. Mason, chocolate-mint body powder" Renata
giggled as she spoke, "just think of me as your own little thin mint." another
giggle and then, "But don't stop now Mr. Mason, when I said lick me I didn't
mean just one lick, I want more" she added with another cute little
giggle.
I licked again, sucking more of the thick warm juice from between
the lips of Renata's divine pussy. I licked her juicy lip's, I nibbled on them
and sucked on them all the while enjoying their chocolate-mint flavor. I kissed
Renata between her legs, on the inside of her milky white thigh's, on her
beautifully bare mound, where ever my lips touched her skin I tasted my own
personal Girl Scout thin mint. I licked and licked Renata all over between her
sensational legs until the flavor was fading away. I used my tongue to lap at
Renata's crotch like I was a dog at a water trough, desperate to quench its
thirst.
When my treat was finished, I used the tip of my tongue to fold
away the peddles of skin from Renata's aroused little clit and then I sucked it
into my mouth, pulling it between my lips and pushing her orgasmic pearl around
with the tip of my tongue. This nudged Renata quickly past the boundaries of
control as she exploded in blissful rapture and I spend the next few minutes
literally sucking the orgasm out of her. When the storm of my sweet young
Renata's ecstasy subsided she slide down into my lap and wiggled her fanny
aggressively into my lap as if to suggest that she wished there was something
there that she could use, or that I could use on her. Unfortunately there wasn't
and I just enveloped the gasping young Renata in my arms and held her to my
chest. Renata ended her expectant wiggling and after we showered each other with
compliments and kisses we lounged on the sofa for a while until it was time to
get ready to leave for dinner.
A Weekend With Renata: Saturday Night
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