Uncle Paul and Daddy John, ch 1 & 2

Converted by WaywardOne

Maria Gordon stretched back into her chair, basking in the morning sun as it streamed through the bay window into her bedroom. She yawned sleepily, almost dozing in the sun, then she stretched out lazily.

The sun glistened in her dark brown hair, reflecting off and intensifying the reddish highlights. She turned back to look at her friend Adrianne who lounged comfortably on the bed. She liked Adrianne. The two eleven year old girls had been best friends beginning from about two weeks after she and her father had moved into the big old house at the end of the street. That had been nearly six years ago, right after her mother had left for good. Maria had long forgotten why her mother had left and the events that led up to her departure had been pushed into the innermost recesses of her mind.

Maria leaned forward and looked at the intricate plastic model doll house that she'd been playing with while her friend had been gone. She and Adrianne still enjoyed playing with dolls, and they would often spend all of their weekly allowance buying the latest outfits, dresses and bikinis, for their favorite figures.

She'd been lonely for the two weeks while Adrianne was away visiting her uncle in the country. Playing with the dolls and arranging the many different clothing ensembles had helped to pass the long days she spent by herself. But now Adrianne was back and they still had about three weeks of summer vacation left before school started. Already the two girls were bored. It was almost too hot to go outside.

"You got some new outfits, Maria," Adrianne said, looking at the new clothes on the dolls. "These are the nicest ones I've seen." Maria looked up at her friend and away from the dolls. She had been playing with a new doll, arranging the new tiny bikini over the teenage doll.

"I'm gonna get one like this when I'm older. These don't cover much of her body at all!" Her voice was slightly higher pitched than Adrianne's, and even though they were the same age, she looked up to Adrianne. Both girls were still prepubescent. They were still filled with the daydreams of youth, the unfilled longings for the things of which their fantasies were made of. They still played with dolls, but now they began to fantasize about sex, and boys, and what other girls were doing.

"You know Janey down the street? Her mom bought her a bikini and she wears it in her backyard pool, and it's so tight on her butt it sinks right into her crack!" It didn't seem that Maria had Adrianne's attention.

Any mention of sex and she was usually all ears. "You wanna set up some of my new outfits for Barbie?" Maria asked, changing the subject.

"Nah, maybe later." Adrianne put down the figure she had been holding and glanced absent-mindedly out the window.

Maria looked at her friend and asked, "So what did you and your uncle do while you were away?" Adrianne looked up suddenly from contemplating her shoes.

"Huh?" she said in surprise. "Oh", she shrugged, "Not a lot. Mostly he worked around the farm during the day. He got up pretty early, so he could work before it got too hot. I helped him a bit, he let me drive the tractor a couple of times too. Most afternoons he took me swimming in the creek."

"Nice! It was pretty boring around here without you," Maria said. The girl stared blankly out the window as she scratched her bare leg. Both girls were wearing cut-off jeans, with thin cotton T-shirts tucked in their waists. On some days either of them could have passed for nine or ten, when their hair was still tied in ponytails or sometimes pigtails. Recently Maria had been thinking a lot about her body, and the feelings she was getting. She and Adrianne were the closest of friends, sharing everything, including secrets about their young bodies, but in an innocent, naive kind of way. Their occasional touches and caresses were more friendly than sexual, however, recently their touching "games" had occupied more and more of their time. But the girls did not think there was anything wrong with their curiosity about themselves.

The two girls were alone until Maria's father came home from work in the evening. The house maid had already left for the day. The big old house was filled with a quiet coolness and the lemony smell of furniture polish drifting in the air. "So, you wanna watch TV or something?" Maria asked her friend.

Adrianne shrugged, "Nothing much on yet. Just the soaps and stuff. You got any new videos?"

"I tried to get my dad to buy me one on the weekend, but he couldn't find one he liked. I wanted Aladdin, but he didn't want that," Maria said. "So what do you wanna do?" Adrianne shrugged and sighed quietly as she looked away into the distant corner of the room.

That bothered Maria. Normally Adrianne had all the ideas when they were bored. But today her friend was inattentive, almost paying no attention to her. She'd never seen Adrianne like this before. She'd always been kind of quiet, but this was different. It was like something was eating at her friend. Maria tried the direct approach. "So what's the problem, Adrianne?" she asked as she flipped at the curtains in frustration and increasing boredom.

"Nothing!" the other girl replied curtly. There was a resentful note in her voice as if Maria's curiosity had somehow invaded her privacy.

Maria looked at Adrianne, "Nothing? Okay, have it your way," she said. The other girl smiled weakly, almost grateful that Maria had backed off.

"You wanna see how much our titties have grown, again?" Maria asked quietly, hopefully. Almost once a month the two girls have been checking the growth of the mounds on their chests, watching for the spurt of growth that they were sure would start soon, heralding their entry into the world of womanhood.

At that Adrianne looked back at Maria, "Huh?"

"You've been gone for two weeks and we haven't seen each other, so maybe our tits might have grown a little?" she asked.

Adrianne smiled and swallowed as she looked at Maria seriously, "Here,... now,...?"

"No dummy! Out in the back yard when my dad comes home with our tops off. What do you think?" Adrianne giggled as the image crossed her mind. "Why not? We used to sun bathe with just our bottoms on. Remember?" she smiled.

"Yeah, but then we didn't have the little bumps we have now. At least mine are still just bumps, I think. What about yours.. they started growing any more yet?" Maria asked again persistently. Adrianne looked down at her chest, her nipples barely poking out the loose material of her T-shirt.

"I don't think so. OK, Let's see," she replied, twisting onto one side of the bed to make space for her friend as Maria padded across the room in her bare feet. She flopped down on the bed, sitting barely inches away from the other girl. Already she could feel the now familiar surge inside her as her pent-up desire began to surface. Recently their "girltalk" and mutual explorations were becoming something more to Maria, as she was more aware of Adrianne's body than she'd ever been in the past. She could feel the warmth and growing sensation between her legs. She was becoming aroused the way she always did whenever her attention was directed to the secret places of her body, or those of her friend. "You wanna take off all our clothes this time?" Maria asked tentatively, as she started to undo the metal clasp of her shorts.

"Uh, no I don't think so. Your Dad might come back," Adrianne answered modestly, avoiding her friend's eyes. Maria wondered why her friend was being so cautious this time, making herself look over eager. She remembered the last time they were together before Adrianne left to visit her uncle. Then they had stripped down to just their panties, and after comparing each other's little tit-mounds with their fingers, they had ending up tickling each other all over, and having a great time together. Maria had enjoyed that time very much, and so had Adrianne she thought. But she didn't want Adrianne to think she was weird, so she didn't push it.

So instead, Maria and Adrianne sat up to pull their T-shirts off. Neither of them was wearing a training bra, as the girls considered that childish. Maria lifted her T-shirt over her head, and flipped it on the bed, and immediately looked down at her own little buds. To her own eyes they seemed very small and she was embarrassed at their size. In reality, Maria's mounds were little more than a swelling beneath her nipples, the nipples nearly as large as the flesh behind them. But they were growing and at this moment her nipples stood out, erect in their increasing excitement. Maria was about to get embarrassed about her erect nipples until she looked at Adrianne's just uncovered chest. She was surprised, first to see that her friend's breasts had indeed grown in the weeks since she saw her last; and surprised again when she noticed that, like her own, Adrianne's nipples too were extended in apparent arousal.

"Wow, Adrianne! I think yours HAVE grown since I saw them! What was your uncle feeding you up there on the farm, some special cow's milk?" Maria exclaimed, obviously impressed at her friend's maturing breasts. They were in fact little more than cones on Adrianne's slender chest, but they were bigger cones than Maria's own.

"Aw, they are not any bigger," Adrianne responded, blushing and smiling genuinely for the first time at her friend. Looking down at herself, Adrianne at first covered up her little breasts with her palms, noticing her hardening nipples. Then she looked up at Maria, and slowly slid her hands down to fully expose her chest. Inwardly she was pleased when she saw the state of Maria's apparent arousal, feeling that maybe they had more in common than she thought.

Because Adrianne was carrying some pretty big secrets. Both girls now looked at each other's young tits, sexual arousal beginning in them both, but each unaware of the other's feelings about what was happening. To Adrianne, the size of Maria's smaller breasts didn't matter at all. She had enjoyed more and more being with Maria, and their innocent games which always involved touching, were something she looked forward to when they were together. She knew what it meant when her own nipples hardened like eraser tips, and now that she saw Maria's were as hard as hers, she felt relieved.

Recently they had begun to feel each other's chest with their fingers at these examination times and remarkably, neither of them, at first, thought that was 'dirty' or 'bad'. They would touch and giggle at the feelings and usually end up laughing at themselves and running off to do something else. But now both of them felt something new in their explorations.

The two girls looked up, their eyes meeting. Their immature bodies almost quivered with excitement as they reached toward each other's chests. Their fingers were outstretched and seeking the comforting warmth of the other girl as their hands were drawn inexorably closer to the other girl's budding tit-flesh.

As Adrianne's palm came to Maria's small right breast, Maria sighed. Her body flexed instinctively, as her friend's hand closed around her tit-mound.

"Yours feel like they have grown a little bit, too, Maria," she said softly.

"Not as much as yours, Adrianne," Maria replied, and brought her own hand to Adrianne's slightly larger breast. "Not nearly as much as yours," and Maria couldn't help it, she closed her hand on Adrianne's firm tit and squeezed gently. "I missed you," Maria said plaintively. "I missed doing this too... our little exams, I mean," she added as an after thought. Her hand now closed possessively around Adrianne's breast as her thumb stroked the tip of the other girl's nipple.

" I guess we're 'bosom' buddies," Maria continued.

"Huh? What did you say?" Adrianne asked. She was now engrossed in the wonderfully feelings that spread inward from the tip of her nipple and smoldered into her spine. She felt warm and happy all over, the silky soft and equally firm skin of Maria's prepubescent breast warm in her hand.

"We're 'bosom' buddies, 'cause we like to check each other's 'bosoms'".

"Yeah, I guess so," Adrianne sighed again.