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Corrupt the Midwife	By : JayDee Category: -Misc TV Shows > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 2527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Call the Midwife or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Content Codes (Part 2): ChallengeFic CR FF Fingering Oral
Part 2: Leaning on Jenny
She blinked, twice, and turned her face towards the voice. Jenny Lee, another recent arrival to midwifery at Nonnatus House. Chummy had thought she was pretty when they met, but looking anew, with the heat in her belly, she seemed an absolute corker. Civilized in outlook and from a genteel middle class background, she worked as hard as any; no trace of ignavia to be found in the girl as her old Latin tutor might have declared. Chummy bit her lip. Luckily, Jenny appeared too busy examining the bally indigo-hued machine to notice her staring.
“New? Ah, yes; for the nonce. It’s very well balanced, don’t you know. Simply barreled along like a Spitfire and I didn’t fall once; easy as riding a horse; Builds one’s confidence.”
Chummy dismounted and stood aside, fingers curled on the handlebar. There had been a definite tremor in her voice. Jenny lent in for a closer look at the futuristic machine, and then started back from the damp saddle. Chummy blushed darkly, before telling herself there was no shame in what was surely just a little sweat. No doubt the inventor chappy had used some inappropriate synthetic fabric. The little smile playing around Jenny’s lips when she turned back crushed that little illusion. Flustered, Chummy stepped forward to lead the bike, and tripped clumsily on her own feet.
“Steady, Chumm- Oh my!”
The bicycle clattered against the road as Chummy threw her hands up to stop the fall, and found herself pressing a hand apiece against Jenny’s breasts. She stumbled slightly under the impact, but caught Chummy’s wrists in her warm hands. She didn’t push away.
“Why, Nurse Browne… and in public too!”
“Frightfully sorry, I stumbled…”
“Could be shock from riding fast. I’ll take you for a lie down, better safe than sorry.”
Chummy found herself lead inside, barely noticing how deserted the large building seemed, until Jenny was sitting her down upon a bed. She blinked through her glasses at her fellow midwife, and started to protest that she would be fine as Jenny reached down, calm as she liked, and pulled her uniform dress up over her head.
“Now see here, Jenny, I don’t know-”
Jenny pulled Chummy’s hands onto her bared body and kissed her.
“Chummy,” she whispered, when the kiss broke with a string of saliva, “you want this, don’t you?”
Chummy let a hand be pulled downwards and discovered that Jenny had divested herself of her under-things during the kiss. The need for release had grown all consuming. Jenny was such a darling girl.
“Yes…. But if-”
“Nobody’s going to blunder in. I’ve wanted you since I met you. Love me, Chummy.”
She reached for Jenny’s breasts first and sucked a light brown nipple into her mouth. Jenny moaned. Hands gripped her head, gently urging her downwards, and Chummy awkwardly slid off the bed to kneel before her recently made friend. Jenny was as wet as herself, glistening around swollen labia and the sweet pink within. She was never excited while nursing, but Jenny’s bower sent her dizzy. Chummy noted how neatly trimmed Jenny was, as if the wanton midwife expected to be seen! She would do it; she would imbrue her face in hot wet sin. Overcome by her lust, her need, and pretty Jenny’s urging Chummy tasted her.
“That’s the spirit, Chummy, right there!”
Chummy pressed in closer, almost dislodging her glasses. She held her friend’s lithe thighs and licked within the folds. Jenny’s appreciative moans grew louder; surely they would be discovered? The thought seemed to thrill her, but it would be so humiliating. Chummy lapped more quickly, hitting the sweet spot, until Jenny had to cover her mouth to muffle her shuddering cries. Chummy found herself holding Jenny upright as she came with a whole body shudder.
“Gosh,” Jenny finally gasped, “That was fab. Where did you learn such things?”
Chummy flushed and then frowned. Where had she learned? Though her lust haze she realized this kind of fornication was exceptionally out of character for her, and surely for sweet Jenny also. She thought about herself on her knees in her proudly worn uniform in a sort of holy place like Nonnatus House, Nuns around every corner, and she with her face wet with another woman’s pleasure. Had the bloody bike ride corrupted her?
“Ally Oop!”
Chummy’s pondering was interrupted as Jenny pulled her up. Chummy allowed her face to be pulled into another soft lipped kiss. Now, there was a lot to be said for kissing, but she’d always rather thought she might go for a chap like that nice young police constable. His face wouldn’t be so smooth though, nor perhaps his tongue so outrageously deep inside her mouth or…
“Skirt up, turnabout is fair play.”
Chummy’s train of thought had almost derailed when Jenny’s tongue entered her mouth. Jenny, naked as the day she was born, smelling of sticky thighed sex, tugged her uniform up and reached beneath.
“Like an examination, Nurse Browne. I’ll just stick an ickle finger or two in here, shall I?”
“Are you sure you want to Oooh!”
Even better than the bike seat. Jenny’s fingers pressed inside the sopping cotton of Chummy’s most intimate undergarment and brushed teasingly through her short hairs. She had been aching for release for long minutes, and as skilled fingers stroked against her, pushed inside and out and then rubbed her most sensitive spot she felt the peak building. She kissed Jenny again, fiercely, but still the thought… something wasn’t right.
“You’ll need to do more to earth your little death from me.”
“I say… What?”
Chummy stood outside Nonnatus House, the bicycle at her hip. There had been no stumble, no inadvertent breast fondling. Jenny turned away from looking at the bicycle and strode off with a backwards wave.
“Good luck with it then. Must dash, or I’ll be getting a tongue lashing from Sister Evangelina!”
She left Chummy dumfounded in the street, staring down at the bicycle.
To be continued…
A/N: Part 2 written for AFF forum weekly prompts 195 – Ickle, Ignavia, Imbrue
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