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My fingers tingled as I lightly touched Megan’s tits, playfully engorging them at my touch. The quarter shaped areoles taunted me as they moved with the deep pleasure breaths Megan was gasping. I could feel the blood rushing to the tips of her tits, turning them a deep red, engorging them, ready for my mouth. Without even thinking my moistened mouth replaced my left hand on her breast, sucking her nipple into my mouth. She tasted sweet and tangy as I sucked away, drawing more blood to the tip. Megan’s breathing was becoming labored as I kept tonguing her tit, pinching and twirling the other, increasing the pleasure she was experiencing. Quickly she was reaching her end. The air was whistling through her mouth as she tried to move with me. With my free hand I trailed down her body, touching every sweet spot, teasing her, until I reach the sweet mound I was after. The heat from her pussy was intense, burning her up. Swiftly I parted her lips and pushed my middle finger into her vagina causing her to gasp in pleasure and grab my body screaming…

I bolted awake as my head came crashing into my wall, ending the sex dream I was having. Pain engulfed my mind erasing the image of Megan’s body being pleasured by me. I tried desperately to regain the image but I was to awake to grasp it, it was gone. Grumpily and pissed off I threw my sheets off and rolled out of bed, grabbing my pants before opening me door. I always slept in my underwear. But since I lived with my dad I had to cover up when I left my room.

He was sitting on the couch watching yet another recorded football game; since he worked the graveyard shift he always missed things like that. Casually I plopped myself next to him trying to hide that I was still very sexually aroused from my dream. My tits stood clearly visible from my thin cotton shirt and I could smell my own juices. But my father never took his eyes off the TV, just gave me a side hug good morning and told me breakfast was on the table.

Breakfast at my house was always cereal, so I passed on it and went back to my room to change. But as I was leaving I could have sworn that my dad was looking at me like he knew what I had just dreamt about. But I quickly shrugged that thought off and raced back and slammed my door closed. No within the safe box of my room I peeled my shirt and pants off, pinching my now fully engorged nipples. The only images that still remained from the dream now played in my head as I quickly stuffed my hand in my panties and pushed my middle finger up into my own pussy. The pleasure of being intruded caused the tension building in my body to release as I quickly pushed in and out, causing myself to start to come. Finally when I couldn’t take it anymore I pushed a second finger in and pistoned myself to a climax, falling to the floor gasping for air. The image of Megan’s pussy still clearly visible in my mind.

Rain poured down onto my car as I considered juts leaving the school grounds and coming back for when I actually had class, but I had promised Kelly that I would help her get her things to class, so I quickly shoved my door open and slammed it shut racing to the building, locking the door of the car with the button on my keys. The car honked to let me know it was locked. Racing to not get drenched I buzzed past a few girls that were just walking under an umbrella, one was Megan. She looked angel like with the halo of light from the rain hitting the umbrella. Her hair was covered under a black Beatles jacket and she had her hands shoved in the pockets. I wanted to stare at her more but I was getting drenched as I looked. So I peeled myself from my fantasy and ripped the front door open as I came to a dead stop in front Kelly.

“Hey Kell.” I breathed, out of breath from my dead run from the parking lot. She just smiled as she grabbed my arm and led me out into the warm halls.

“Thought you were going to ditch me?” Kelly’s crap was over in a corner, out of the way or people. “Now, you can take the board and the bag. Since you were late we’re going to have to take the shortcut, so outside we go.”

Quickly she and I raced down the hall and out into the quad, an outside sitting area that was lush with trees and bushes. When it was dry and warm outside this place was always filled with couples basically having sex. But today, because of the rain, it was more a barren waste ground then the make-out place. Kelly grabbed my arm again, pulling me close to her as we together ran across the grassy opening, attempting to miss the puddles of mud. I wasn’t so lucky and hit one spraying myself with mud up to my face. The board I held was still safe; I at least knew not to get that dirty. Now mud drenched I wanted the rain to clean me off, but the door to the Drama Building was close and Kelly was picking up speed. We avoided another puddle as Kelly slowed down at the foyer of the new building. I myself didn’t stop, just bolted into the building and dead stopped before I ran into the cardboard cutout of Shakespeare.

“Damn Tish, could you have hit the mud puddles anymore then you already have?!” She playfully joked as Kelly placed her crap down to check her phone.

I would have checked mine to see what time it was but I couldn’t stop starting at my best friend’s chest. Through her rain drenched shirt her nipples were standing up, hard from the cold and wetness. Thought of my dream came flooding back and like a click I had the overpowering urge to latch onto Kelly’s tits and suck the crap out of them. But Kelly asking me something brought me back from that.

“Can you help me set up in class? I mean you don’t have class today because of the college being out, so?”

“Sure, but only for a minute, I don’t want to be the mud monster for too long.” I slyly smiled as I kept looking at her tits. They were still engorged and standing up directly at me. Even though I wanted so bad to shove Kelly to the wall, rip her shirt off and suck and lick those sweet tits I knew I couldn’t. She was my best friend and was straight as anyone could be. And Jason her boyfriend would kill me. So instead I grabbed the crap she handed me and walked casually into her class, helping her set up for her thing.

I once again braved the rain as I ran over to the English Building. My next class was there and they at least had a place that I could hang until I had to go to class. The sidewalk was slippery from the constant rain pounding it so I had to walk carefully. But once I had reached the double swing doors of the building I bolted in, not caring the door had slammed behind me. I quickly made my way to the girls’ bathroom at the end of the hall, passing classes already in session. I tried to be quiet but the squeak of my wet sneakers on the tile floors alerted the teachers that a student was in the halls. So instead of trying to be quiet I briskly walked to the bathroom instead and locked the door behind me. I didn’t want to have to have some random girl staring at me as I tried to get the mud off me.

The bathroom was rarely used, but since it did work and it was the nearest one in this end of the hall, girls would brave it. I learned a while back that this was the best place to go if you didn’t want to be found or disturbed. So now, as I locked the door, I flipped the dim lights on and checked the door once again. It was locked; no way was someone getting in.

Feeling that I was safe here I walked to the sink and let the water run until it was warm enough to use. As I waited I let my gaze wonder around the room. Graffiti filled the stalls and walls. Sayings like, “Beth Tanner is a whore” or “Anyone want to hook up with a 10?” were forever etched in the steel of the stall doors and on the peeling papered wall. The two stall doors were closed casting shadows on the floor of the broken toilets. Only one flushed and one actually worked, they weren’t the same one. If you hated filth, you defiantly weren’t going to be found in this room.

The water had warmed up and was ready to use. The paper towel roll was still next to the closets stall so I slowly bent down and ripped a small piece off it. But when I placed it back I swore I saw movement in the stall but starting longer I saw nothing more. I brushed the thought away and went back to wiping the mud off my face. I was now to the point of scrubbing the mud off my shirt when I hear a sound from that same stall. Like someone breathing, gasping almost. Trying to ignore it I kept scrubbing, but the thought of someone watching me was almost enough to get me horny. Blood was racing to my tits as I continued to wash. I paid to much attention to the mud on my breasts that I was getting myself off by just touching them. But before I could do anything I was found out.

“I knew it!” The voice stayed hidden, but it sounded too familiar. Almost like I had heard it a thousand times and now forget who it was. “I had a thought that you were a lesbian, and now I know. I followed you and Kelly, your friend right? I followed you and her and saw that you couldn’t take your eyes off her tits. It fit perfectly.”

“Who are you?” I almost screamed, fear raging throughout my body. All the thrill of being watched was now gone as the fear of what the voice was saying replaced it.

“Someone you know.”

“Just come out of hiding!” my mind raced though everyone I could think of that would have been able to put the pieces to together. But no one came to mind. Only Kelly knew that I was a lesbian, and she was in class, or at least she was when I left.

Sounds of someone moving off of something echoed in the small room and the door to the stall next to me swung open. In the dim light I saw the only thing I needed to realize who it was. The long blonde hair flared around her long, thin face and those icy blue eyes held me in my place. Even the image of her in person was enough to give me butterflies and feel so shy. That black Beatles jacket was zipped open, reviling that she was wearing a blue plaid shirt with an All Time Low tank top under it. Even the blue jean skinnies were just enough to show her figure and sexy legs in all the right places. I felt ugly as I started hollowly back at Megan, the blonde Pandora-like goddess of my dreams.

“You never thought it was me? How sad.” She was walking closer to me, trapping me between her and the wall behind me. The smell of roses and musk filled my senses, making me weak. “I saw you staring at me one time in my English class. I thought you were just looking for someone, but when you did it again I figured it out.” Her hand was on my arm, slowly inching its way up to my shoulder. “You know I was very flattered that you liked me. I mean, you’re a senior and I’m a sophomore. It held too that I thought you were pretty cute too.” I couldn’t catch my breath as she neared my face, her hand now on my shoulder and the other on my right wrist. “But before now, I wasn’t going to act on it until I knew that you really were what I thought you were. Kelly’s chest proved that.” Then it happened. Her lips touched my lips, throwing my off guard as she shoved my shoulder into the wall and pinned my right wrist.

I could feel her breast touching my body, her tits were hard even though the fabric of her two shirts and bra. I couldn’t hold it any longer; I kissed her back, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She let it in and giggled as she dropped her left hand to the base of my shirt. I knew what was coming and beat her to it. Swiftly with my free left hand I ripped my wet shirt off and peeled the black tank top off, leaving me in only my bra. She and I kept kissing but she let me go to pull her own shirts off.

Here was this blonde angel taking her shirt off for me. The same girl that the morning I dreamed of fucking until she pleaded for me to stop. A fire clicked in me and I felt power over come me. With her still taking her undershirt off I undid her studded belt and pushed her head closer to mine. Her body reacted to my moves and she opened up more for me to use her. Her hands were racing up and down my torso, teasing me every time she got close to my tits. But I knew what I wanted to do with her.

Swiftly I through her against the steel stall wall and unhooked her bra. She let me do what I wanted as she loosely undid my own belt and pulled it out of the loops, giggling the whole time. How I loved that giggle of her’s and the look on her face. She looked like a child as she broke our kiss so I could have free reign of her breasts.

“Trisha I want you to use me. I’ve wanted this for too long!” her pleading turned me on more as her bra fell to the dirty floor releasing her B cup breasts. Her areoles were the size that I had dreamed of. But now I could see that they were a light shade of pink and her nipples were fully engorged, sticking out a full inch. Eagerly I sucked it into my waiting mouth and felt as she arched her body to the touch of my tongue. Soft moans escaped her mouth as she breathed deeply to even out the pleasure attacking her.

Megan with her hands still tried to unbutton my jeans. I quickly stopped teasing her and took off my own jeans as I then pulled her’s off in one swift tug. A yelp of excitement was heard from her as my hand lightly brushed against her pussy but was back on her hips as I went back to teasing her tits. She had one hand on my own breast under my bra and the other inching down my stomach to my pussy lips. Just the touch of her soft hand on my tit was enough to get me off but I wanted her to do more. So instead of letting my hands hold her still I used them to go to the one place I knew she was needed the release. I let my left hand trail down her body to the band of her panties where I casually pulled them down. She just lightly stepped out of them and pushed her now naked body onto mine. Just that was all I needed to rip my own underwear off and lay her on the floor.

I don’t think either of us cared that the floor was filthy, we were too horny and busy fucking each other to care. Meagan’s hand quickly found my clitoris and started to play with it. I now had moved on to her other tit as my left hand rubbed up and down her pussy. The heat from her vagina was intense and I knew I needed to end the pressure for her before this thing ended. So letting her tits go I moved down to her pussy and shoved my middle finger into her vagina. Her body tensed up when I entered her and she gasped in pain.

“Be careful.” Her voice sounded distant to my ears as I went down on her and took her clitoris in my mouth. Another gasp sounded and I knew she was in ecstasy.

“I want you. Let me taste you please.” Megan’s pleading was candy to my mind as I flipped around, straddling her body giving her access to my pussy. Quickly she stuck her tongue in my and I felt in heaven. My own pleasureful gasps stopped me from teasing her as she got both her hand and tongue working together to get me off. I was so much in heaven that I almost forgot where I was.

“Megan…fuck me…NOW!” she did just that as she now shoved two fingers into my and pistoned me with all her force. Her tongue licked up all my juices and swirled my lips, teasing me. Right before I was too much in ecstasy I went back to her pussy and shoved in my two fingers, matching her pace on me.

So here we were. Fucking each other in the girls’ bathroom at school, buck naked, with the girl of my dreams licking my pussy and giving me what I wanted. Megan’s body was quickly growing stiff as I felt an orgasm coming up on her. But I kept the same pace as I stuck my tongue now in her vagina and rubbed her clitoris until a powerful force came.

“I’M CUMMING!” Megan shouted just enough for me to hear as cum gushed from her, going all over my face. I licked all of it off her pussy as I myself finally came. My pussy walls contracted and I bucked against her as she kept finger fucking me until my orgasms subsided. Five minutes went by before I stopped bucking and Megan released me. She eagerly cleaned me up as I did to her and pulled me close to her. Our lips connected once again and I could taste myself in her mouth.

Our tits rubbed up against each other as Megan twisted her left one and my right one. She was like a beast the way she still wanted to go. Quickly I became horny again and shoved my hand in my own pussy, fucking myself. I thrusted in with all my might as I started to breath heavy and with pure lust.

“Let me do that.” Megan pulled my hand from my horny pussy and shoved her own fingers in, giving as much shove as I was. But as she did me she was fucking herself too with her other hand. Quickly, just as before she and reached another organism about the same time, but this time her’s was longer and she cummed all over the bathroom floor. Me being the slut I was went down on her as she rode her orgasm out, licking up and down her pussy until all the cum was gone and in my mouth, then I kissed her again giving her own cum. She swallowed it eagerly as she still kept finger fucking me. I was so horny now that I couldn’t stop, I wanted me.

She must have read my mind because she flipped over and whispered, “Fuck me here. I want it.” I lovingly started at her exposed asshole as I started licking her rosebud with the intent to fuck her more. As I lubricated her ass she kept fucking her own pussy, going slow enough that she wouldn’t get off too early. When she was wet enough I pushed my index finger in and watched as her body tensed up and then soon eased. Slowly I inserted the next finger and she did the same thing. But she wanted me. “Just fuck me now!” She was so demanding that I stopped trying to be gentle and just shoved the third finger in and pumped in and out, fucking her. She rocked back and forth with my movements and soon she was groaning in pleasure, fucking her own pussy faster.

We did this for what felt like ten minutes before Meagan’s body tensed up and I felt her anal cannel constricted around my fingers and an orgasm race through her body. Screams of pleasure left her lips as she gave on last shove into her pussy and fell to the floor. I fell next to her, exhausted.

We lay still for a few moments before Megan stuck her finger in me and slowly fucked me while biting my nipple. “Oh my God Megan! You’re going to put me in a coma!”

“I just have wanted to do this for awhile and now that I am I want to make you feel wonderful.” She said letting my nipple go for a few moments then went right back to it.

“I’d love to stay here with you but I think First Hour is ended soon. I don’t want to draw attention to either of us.” I tried to move but she held me down, still finger fucking me.

“Let me do this one last thing and then we can go. Since English is next and if we’re both gone it might look bad.” And with that she picked up the pace of her fingers and rocked me to ecstasy as she brought me to my last orgasm of the day.

Air left my lungs as the pleasure over took me and I felt Megan’s lips on my pussy. She took all my cum and ate it before letting me go and grabbed her underwear. She quickly got dressed as I came down from my high and too grabbed my clothes. Quickly we both were dressed and I had composed myself, swiping the now dried mud off my clothes. But before I could unlock the door Megan pulled me into a kiss and pushed her tongue down my throat. She broke it quickly and unlocked the door herself, secretly giving my crotch a brush before even inching the door open.

“How about we meet here later today? I ‘m still not done with you.” Those blue eyes started sweetly at me as she stayed close, waiting for my answer. Carefully, making sure no one could even be around, I whispered back at her, giving her one last passion filled kiss.

Back in English I couldn’t keep my eyes off Megan and her clearly engorged tits. She knew I was watching her and kept letting me see that she too was still turned on. Mr. Solemn the English teacher stood next to me the whole class so I had to keep working on papers. Megan kept coming over to sharpen her pencil only to tease me. But since we were in class there was nothing else we could do. The thought of fucking her later today was what got me through the rest of the class and the rest of the day. And when I showed up at the bathroom after school at 3:55 she was already naked, masturbating herself.

Let me start with telling you a little about myself. I was 19 years old at the time, 6′5′ tall and pretty much a sports jock. I played hockey, football and baseball throughout the year so I was in very good shape. I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend as I had quite a few women that I dated on a regular basis. However, I was always up for a bit of fun.

I met Jenny through a married friend of mine named Vince. He had done some work on her car and was telling me how sexy she was and that she was 33 years old and didn’t have a husband. One day when I was at Vince’s house, Jenny called on the phone. Vince had stepped out to run some errands so I spent the next hour or so chatting with Jenny on the phone.

She sounded very nice and she told me that she wanted to meet me. I told her that I would enjoy that very much and that I would be more than happy to meet her and perhaps see a movie or have a few drinks. She mentioned to me that she had two kids, a girl and a boy and said that we should get together at her house on Friday night after her 4 year old son went to sleep.

I arrived outside her old apartment block at 9pm. With a bottle of wine, a case of beer (hey, I was a jock, I couldn’t drink wine!) and some flowers, I headed up the creaky stairs to her door. I knocked on the door and my jaw dropped when it opened. Standing in front of me was Jenny. At 5′9′ tall, blond hair half way down her back, a few pounds overweight (not fat) with tight jeans that showed off some great curves and a sleeveless mid-riff spandex shirt that made her 38C breasts stick out, she was stunning.

I smiled at her and walked in the apartment. After putting the drinks down, I handed her the flowers. Jenny took them, said thanks and put them on the kitchen counter. Then she leaned in to give me a quick kiss for the flowers. I wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity so I put my arms around her and gave her a big kiss. She seemed a bit shocked at this but she responded to my kiss and embraced me as we stood in the kitchen kissing for about two minutes.

After we broke the kiss, she asked me to come into the living room. Upon entering the sparsely furnished room, there was a sofa, a coffee table, a small 19′ tv, and a small stereo which was playing some soft music. Also in the room, sitting in an armchair was a very pretty young woman. Jenny then said “I’d like you to meet my daughter Katie”. I smiled at Katie and reached my hand out to greet her. Katie shook my hand and was looking at me when her mother asked her to go to her room so that we could have some privacy and talk for a while.

Katie stood up and was standing by the door talking with Jenny for about a minute before leaving the room. I stared at Katie and couldn’t get over how pretty she was. She looked about 16 years old and was how I would guess her mother looked in her teen years. Almost immediately I started getting hard thinking about the two sexy women I was staring at.

Jenny and I sat on the couch and talked about ourselves while having a drink or two. The topic of her daughter came up and I asked her how it was raising a beautiful teenage daughter and that the guys at her school must pay a lot of attention to her. Jenny told me she had been having a hard time with Katie and that Katie had been sexually active since she was 13 years old. She also worried that since Katie had turned 14 a month ago, she was scared of her getting into drugs because she hangs around with older guys all the time.

Imagining 14 year old Katie with older guys was making me very hard. I was wearing a pair of khaki pants and the tent from my cock was not missed by Jenny. Jenny asked me if the thought of her daughter being sexually active turned me on. I looked in Jenny’s gorgeous blue eyes and told her “not as much as sitting beside her beautiful mother”.

At this point, we started kissing and petting on the sofa. She was a great kisser, but it was incredible how nice her body felt to my touch. At one point, I started moving my hand towards her crotch and when I reached it, Jenny pulled back. With a look of lust on her face, she said “let’s go to the bedroom”. She grabbed my hand and we headed down the hall to her bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, we were standing beside the bed kissing while I pulled off her top and jeans. It was then that she stepped back and said she had to tell me something. Jenny said that she had started her period that day and that normally, it wouldn’t bother her but, she was flowing quite heavy and that we wouldn’t be able to have intercourse. After seeing the stunned look on my face, she mentioned that we could do anything else except fuck.

After that she reached for my belt and undid my pants, then she pushed me back onto her bed and proceeded to yank my pants off my legs. She jumped on top of me and we started kissing. Jenny was only wearing panties by this time and her body felt wonderful. She then got on her knees in-between my legs and took off my boxers, which at this time were almost being ripped by my very hard, very thick 8′ cock. Once she saw my throbbing cock, she giggled and almost swallowed the whole thing down her throat. I had never had anybody that could deep throat me before that day and it felt incredible.

Jenny sucked my cock hard for about a minute and I told her that if she kept it up, I would cum in her mouth. She stopped sucking and said “we can’t have that, I have other plans for your cum”. With that, she started lowering her way down and started licking and sucking on my balls which I enjoyed so much I started moaning. After licking, caressing, sucking and dragging her nails on my huge swollen balls, she then pushed my knees up to my chest and proceeded to lick and suck on my asshole. All along, she was moaning, grabbing my ass cheeks and spreading them as wide as possible while trying to stick her tongue as deep into my asshole as she possibly could. This was the most wonderful feeling I had ever felt.

After about 10 minutes of Jenny licking my ass, She raised her head from between my legs and said “your turn”. At this point, I was very ready to get at her gorgeous body. She turned around with her ass facing me and pulled down her bikini panties just below her gorgeous tight asshole. I wasted no time and I started slapping her ass cheeks, making them bright after about 20 slaps. She turned her head towards me and told me she loved it rough. Being a big guy, I had no problem with this request. I roughly pulled her ass cheeks as wide apart as they would go and started licking her puckered asshole with my probing tongue.

At this point, I asked her just how rough she liked it and Jenny responded by yelling into the mattress, “just do it”. Not being one to disappoint, I told her to reach back and spread her ass cheeks wide for me. Once she did this, it was a beautiful site. A gorgeous woman on her knees, shoulders and head on the bed with her ass sticking up in the air and her hands pulling her asshole wide open. I started slapping the inside of her thighs, then surprised her by spanking the inside her ass crack. It was easy to do with her ass being spread so wide open. I watched her pink puckered asshole start to swell as I spanked it 5, 10, 20 times.

By this time, her pussy juice was dripping down her thighs non-stop. Knowing I couldn’t fuck her pussy, I reached under, moved her panties aside and started rubbing her clit at a frantic pace. Jenny was continuously cumming as I rubbed hard on her clit, every once in while stopping to slap her clit and her swollen asshole.

I knew I needed to get some relief soon or I would burst. I bent down and stuck my face into her asshole and pushed my tongue as deep as it would go. I reached between her spread thighs with both hands and started groping and pulling on her 38C breasts. Every time I stuck my tongue inside as wide spread asshole, I pulled, squeezed and tugged on her tits and nipples. Jenny was still having a long continuous orgasm when I let go of her tits and started spitting on her asshole and then stuck 1, 2 and then 3 fingers in her ass.

When her asshole was stretch enough from my fingers, I got up on my knees behind her. I started easing the head of my cock into her asshole, stretching even further. I then grabbed a handful of Jenny’s hair and pulled her to my mouth, I licked her ear and asked if she wanted all my hard cock in her ass. She seemed almost dizzy when she whispered, “yes”. I pushed her head back down to the bed, grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back. This forced her asshole all the way onto my cock. Jenny was shaking her head back and forth and moaning while I kept pulling hard on her wrists while my hard cock was brutally ramming in and out of her tight asshole.

For the next 8-10 minutes, I used Jenny’s asshole for my pleasure. I could feel the cum rising in my balls and I knew I was about to shoot the biggest load I have ever had. She started moaning even louder than she was before, her voice was raspy when she kept saying over and over that she was cumming again. When it was time, I pulled her body to mine, and with my hard cock buried deep in her asshole, I filled her completely with my thick sperm until it ran out of her red swollen asshole and down her cunt and thighs.

After this, both Jenny and I were exhausted and we both collapsed onto the pillows. We lay in bed and had a drink and a smoke (hey, it’s what everybody did after sex back then) and relaxed for about 15 minutes. She told me that nothing she had ever done before had ever come close to the intensity that we had. I told her that I had never felt that way either. I put on my boxers and went to the bathroom to clean up. When I left the bedroom, there was her 14 year old daughter Katie sitting on the sofa. She gave me a big grin as I walked by, a bit embarrassed that she had probably heard everything we had done and said for the last hour or more. When I returned from the bathroom, Jenny and Katie were talking on the sofa, Jenny was wearing only my shirt and some panties. She asked me to go into the bedroom and said that she would grab a couple of drinks and join me.

When she came back to the bedroom, we talked, joked around and drank for another 20 minutes or so. Jenny had taken off my shirt and I was gentle playing with her still sore breasts while kissing her. One thing lead to another and I was starting to get hard again. She told me she didn’t know whether or not we could do anything other than her giving me head as she was still pretty sore from our first adventure. I mentioned to her that I really wanted to fuck and I didn’t care that she was having her period. She told me “no”, but she stared at my eyes for about 20 seconds and then said “I’ll be right back”.

Jenny was gone for about 5 minutes before I finally heard her footsteps coming towards the bedroom. The door opened and there stood Jenny. Right behind her, holding her mom’s hand, was Katie. I quickly covered myself up with the blanket when Jenny said, “don’t bother”. I asked her what was going on and she told me that when she was talking to Katie in the living room, Katie told her that she heard everything and it really turned her on. Then Jenny said that since Katie turned me on so much earlier, she figured I wouldn’t mind if Katie joined us so that I could get to have intercourse.

Needless to say, I was stunned. I didn’t think it was possible, but my cock, which had been going soft, immediately jumped back to life and was harder than ever. Katie seemed very nervous as she came towards the bed and sat near me. She was dress in a t-shirt and track pants. It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra as her nipples were sticking out at least 1/2 inch. I held her hand and pulled her lips to mine so we could kiss. I was really getting into kissing and rubbing my hand across Katie’s 34b breasts which were very firm. She leaned back and I pulled off her t-shirt, she had an incredibly tight body and completely flat stomach.

Katie and I started kissing again. We were really getting into it as my hands were all over her body. I felt Jenny stroking my cock and then pulled off my boxers again. Jenny took my cock in her hand and said, “Katie, take a look at his cock”. Katie stopped kissing me and turned her head towards her mother. When she saw my cock she said “omg mom, it’s so think”. Then came a moment I had been waiting for, Katie lowered her head to my cock and started licking and sucking on the head. Katie was not nearly as good as her mother, but the incredible scene of Katie sucking my cock while her mother licked my balls was almost enough to make me come.

I didn’t want to stop Katie from sucking me but I managed to get her to stop long enough to remove her track pants and tiny panties. She was still sitting beside me as she went back to work on my cock. I started rubbing my hand down her back to her firm ass and squeezed the cheeks and ran my fingers down her ass crack. I looked down towards my cock and I saw another sight that excited me. Katie and Jenny were kissing each other and touching each other’s breasts while still rubbing my cock. I asked if they had ever done that before and they both said “no”.

I lowered my hand below Katie’s ass and started rubbing her almost hairless pussy. After rubbing her pussy and stroking her clit for a while, I reached over and pulled Katie on top of me so that I could lick her young pussy. I licked for all I was worth, concentrating on her cunt and very tight asshole. When my tongue touched her clit, Katie moaned into her mother’s mouth and started jacking my cock faster. As much as I love licking a woman’s cunt, there is something incredibly amazing about licking a 14 year old pussy. It seemed fresher, tighter and sweeter than almost anything else.

I forced Katie’s head back to my cock so that we were in a 69 position as her mother licked and stroked my balls. After about 3 minutes, Katie’s entire body went completely stiff with her first orgasm. Her juices shot out of her young pussy and onto my face. She tasted wonderful. Jenny looked up and asked me if I was ready to fuck Katie. I moved Katie’s body off me and turned her around to kiss her. She straddled me and put her gorgeous firm body over my cock which looked bigger than I had ever seen it before.

Katie moved her body down mine until my cock was resting against her stomach. At first I didn’t know what she was doing until I looked down and saw Jenny, who was still laying between my legs, licking her daughter’s pussy and ass from behind. Then Jenny grabbed my cock and held it still while Katie lowered her incredibly small & tight pussy onto my very hard cock. It almost looked like it wasn’t going to fit until Katie took charge and forced her wet cunt down on my shaft. We both stayed still for what seemed like a minute until Katie started moving up and down on my cock. She would raise her body until I was just about fall out, and then drop down until she was completely full. While this was happing, Jenny was still licking my balls and shaft and would lick Katie’s ass every few strokes.

It didn’t take me long to cum while Katie was riding me. I would love to say that I went for hours but, the truth is that because Katie’s cunt was so tight, and her mother’s tongue felt so good, I only lasted about 4 minutes. Katie came a few times, absolutely flooding my cock with her squriting juice. Before too long, I screamed and Jenny pulled my cock and stuffed it down her throat where I came hard enough for her to spit up my cum, spraying all over my balls and Katie’s asshole. After I came, Jenny licked the cum from both Katie and I.

Katie only stayed for a minute or so after that. She kissed me and left the room. I thanked Jenny for what she had done and told her that she was amazing. Jenny just smiled and closed her eyes. After Jenny had fallen asleep, I decided to get dressed and leave. Before I left, I wrote a note, thanking her for the wonderful evening and said that I hoped I would see her again soon.

As I mentioned at the start, the story is completely true so, I will tell you how it actually ends. I would like to say that this story had a happy ending but, it didn’t. I called Jenny a couple of days later and she cried on the phone. She told me that she would never forgive herself for asking her daughter to have sex with me (ever though Katie wanted to) and that it wasn’t a proper way to raise kids. She then asked me never to call her again. I tried to talk to her and let her know that I didn’t expect it to happen again (although I did want it to) but she wouldn’t listen. I phoned her a week later but, she had changed her phone number.

A year later, I saw Katie in a restaurant. She looked even more beautiful and certainly more grown up when I spotted her sitting with a few friends. She smiled when she saw me and came over to talk with me. I asked her if her and her mom were okay and she told me that Jenny was fine and was seeing a very nice older gentleman. After staring at each other for about 30 seconds, she reached her arms up and gave me a hug and a quick kiss on the lips before heading back to her friends. I never saw either of them again but I will never forget that special night I had spent with Jenny and her daughter.

My parents were so excited that it was Prom night that they actually jumped up and down cheering when they saw me flounce down the stairs. I blushed three shades of red as I caught my date’s eye. He wasn’t saying anything. He just stood there devouring me with his eyes. I could tell he liked my strapless, formal length, red dress with sequins up and down the front and back. I certainly had the first time I tried it on.

I checked out his long tailed black tux with red cummerbund and tie. I had never seen him look so handsome. His dark hair was perfectly in place and even his hands had been manicured. This was so unlike Greg who was an avid outdoorsman.

I smiled up at him as he tried to help me with the wrist corsage he had bought for me. His hands shook and I heard him swallow loudly as if he were about to drool. His mouth was set in a straight line as he fooled with the corsage and I could tell he was really nervous.

Finally, I heard my mother giggle and she took my arm and slipped it on my wrist. “There you go, Missy,” she said when she had it placed properly.

“Melissa, Mom, remember?” I said trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice. They would probably still be calling me Missy when I was forty. The nickname made me feel like a child and that was one thing I did not want to feel like tonight.

Mom nodded and kissed my cheek. “I’m sorry sweetie.” she whispered in my ear. I knew she was and I knew she wanted tonight to be perfect for me. Our relationship was an unbelievable friendship in which I could tell her anything. She knew all about my plans for the evening and had even helped me make them.

My loving smile was real as I hugged her tightly. She had been invaluable to me these last two months as we had plotted and planned. I could never thank her enough and I knew she had paid a price for her help. My father had been seething ever since he had found out she had gotten me on the birth control pill. I had heard them arguing about it again last night.

They were in their room with the door slightly ajar. I was coming out of the upstairs bathroom after getting ready for bed.

“Jesus, John, would you rather she end up pregnant?” said my mother in that tone she gets when at her breaking point. They must have been arguing the whole time I was in the shower for her to be this upset.

“Don’t you dare patronize me Carrie, you know that is not what I want. You’re the one who seems to condone sexual behavior.” My father said angrily.

“Oh that’s right. I forgot. Every teenager in the country wants to have sex except our daughter. Our daughter is abnormal, she doesn’t have hormones and she’s not been in love with her boyfriend since she was fifteen. ” My mother shot back at him, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

I heard a loud sigh from my father. “I just don’t like to think about my angel giving herself to anyone in that way.” His love for me was evident in his voice and it brought quick tears to my eyes. He wanted me to remain his little girl forever and a part of me wanted to oblige him. I was standing on the threshold of womanhood and sometimes it was so scary. It was the eve of my Senior prom and after that would come graduation then college halfway across the country. I wanted to run in there and throw myself into his big comfortable arms and bury my head in his chest while I cried out all my fears.

“I know you don’t agree with me helping her get on contraceptives but I am trying to teach her to be responsible. I wanted her to understand that it’s alright to do the things you really want to as long as you always do them wisely. Is that so wrong?” Now her voice was pleading. It was obvious that she wanted him to let up on her and see her point of view.

“And I want my little girl to remain pure forever, is that so wrong?” The weariness in his voice was disheartening to hear from a man who had always been so loving to me.

I tiptoed away from the door and into my room. My vanity was covered with makeup, hair ties, and perfume bottles. I cleared a few out of my way as I sat down to give me a spot to prop my elbows. I sat there with chin in hand as I looked at my reflection in the photo cluttered mirror.

I knew I was pretty on the outside from the constant reminders people gave me. I had been voted class beauty for four years of high school. I had gotten the lead role in our school’s production of Beauty and the Beast. There were many indicators that others enjoyed to look at me. I didn’t really understand it because when I looked at myself all I could see was the skinny, braces wearing, awkward thirteen year old that I had been when we moved to Deer Creek. I had been certain I’d never fit in but as I had changed and my breasts had grown and the braces came off my teeth, the boys began to buzz around me like bees to honey. The girls were jealous at first but had also come around apparently thinking it would benefit them with the boys to be my friend. It was all so superficial until I had met Greg.

Greg had made me feel pretty on the inside. He listened to me instead of trying to steal kisses. He called me Gorgeous as a nickname but didn’t make constant referrals to the sky blue of my eyes and the silkiness of my long blonde hair like the other boys did. He asked my opinion on things and listened to my answers. He supported my dream to be a doctor and was forever sending me email with all the latest medical news. I could never love any man as much as I loved him. I could never desire any man to touch me the way I desired him.

I ran a hairbrush through my hair and got up and climbed under the covers on my pink canopy bed. I sighed as I settled into the mattress and tried to sleep. Thoughts of the next day kept invading my mind as I went about the carefully laid plans my mother and I had made. My fingers dipped into the waistline of my pajamas and then into my panties as if they had a mind of their own.

I felt the light covering of pubic hair that I had found quite distasteful when it had first begun covering the lips of my lower regions. I played with the slightly wiry hairs vaguely wondering when the hair had stopped seeming gross to me and then slid my finger along the part of my labia. I gasped as I felt an immediate tingle from the contact and continued rubbing a while longer before I dipped my finger and touched my somewhat dry clit. I knew it would feel better if it was wet so I licked my first two fingers and then reached back into my pants carefully so as not to rub the wetness from my fingers. I used my other hand to separate my lips and then immediately began to rub my clit with my moistened fingers. I thought of Greg’s long fingers and how they would feel on me tomorrow and I felt my pussy begin to respond to the stroking with yearning muscle contractions deep inside. My body was aching for something. I felt like there was a place deep inside that wanted to be touched. There was almost an empty feeling between my thighs as I continued rubbing my clit very gently.

“Oh Greg,” I gasped quietly in the darkened room. “I need you…I need you…”

Then I came quickly feeling the intense pleasure shoot outward from the place my fingers were so masterfully stroking. I fell into a deep sleep and dreamt of my love.

I was drawn back to the present as my father embraced me tightly.

“Have fun tonight, sweetie and always remember you can call me at anytime under any circumstance.” I knew he meant it and I stood on tiptoes to kiss his cheek to let him know I appreciated the offer. Were those tears in his eyes?

“Have her home before two, ” My father nearly growled at poor Greg. My mother ground the heal of her foot into the top of his. He grimaced a bit, mumbled something and walked off toward the kitchen.

“There’s no curfew tonight kids. Just enjoy yourselves.” She opened the door as she spoke.

“Thanks Mom.” I said as our eyes met when she began closing the door behind us. She just winked and pushed it to.

It was a balmy May night with stars twinkling all around. Greg took my hand and led me to his Dad’s Explorer. He opened the door for me just like a gentleman and I gave him my prettiest smile.

The Prom was segregated into cliques as all high school functions seemed to be. The party crowd danced barefoot. The athletic crowd acted like a group in a locker room as they hooted and hollered as each new arrival entered the dance hall. It was tantalizing to feel the eyes of appreciative young men perusing me as I walked onto the dance floor with Greg. He held his head proudly as he led me arm in arm to an open spot and took me into his arms and then we danced.

We danced through song after song from hip hop to rock to slow dance and even did a line dance with our classmates. It was the most fun I could ever remember having. Greg seemed happy too for his mouth was curved into a permanent smile. A sultry hip hop song began to play and we began to dance again. I couldn’t help but think of the night ahead as I danced before him. The rhythm of the song was easy to find and I began to move my hips to the beat erotically. My hand sliding down over my clinging dress, between my breasts and across my hip as I tilted my pelvis in loose circles. It caused the reaction I had wanted. I could see Greg grow rock hard in his fancy trousers. He pulled me into his arms and began meeting my hip movements with his own. We danced staring into each other’s eyes. I watched his brown eyes grow lustful.

“Hey now!” said a shrill voice that could only belong to Mrs. Eastman a twelfth grade English teacher. “That kind of dancing is not allowed. This IS a school function you know. I’m surprised at you two. You have always behaved so responsibly in the past.”

We stood there with our faces flushed and our chests heaving as she spoke to us like the naughty kids we were. I could think of nothing to say.

Greg just smiled at the teacher and said, “we were just on our way out the door.”

Mrs. Eastman’s face looked like a fish out of water as her mouth opened and shut rapidly three times. It was almost comical as she realized we had every intention of continuing our lewd behavior elsewhere. She finally stopped working her mouth and just stared at me with a stern look on her face.

“You know, Miss Johnson, you don’t have to be a prom night statistic.” She said rudely.

“Oh but I want to be, Mrs. Eastman.” I said without thinking and then wished I could take it back because her eyes narrowed and she spun around on her heel. Probably off to call my mother who would only say something to soothe her but would not interfere with our plans.

Greg led me back through the crowd of butt jiggling teenagers and back outside to the Explorer. Neither of us spoke a word as he helped me inside.

“Are you nervous?” He asked as he drove.

“A little.”

“I won’t hurt you.”

“Yes you will but it’s not your fault.” I said reaching over to grab his hand.

“I hope it doesn’t hurt you too much.” He said quietly. He made a turn onto a narrow country road that lead back through the hills. We were heading to my parents cabin by the lake which my father often used as a fishing retreat. My mother had indulged him when they bought it. She would have rather had one a little further from home but my father had insisted the best fishing in the state was right here in Jackson County. I was very glad she had agreed to it.

“Almost there,” Greg said as he made another turn this time onto a rutted clay road. “Wow, I’d like to take my four wheeler up here.” He commented.

“I’m way more fun than a four-wheeler.” I said and leaned close to him to lick his earlobe. I heard his sharp intake of breath. I slid my hand across his thigh to caress his hard cock through his clothes.

“Oh my God, I want you so bad Melissa.” He said through clenched teeth.

“I want you too.” I whispered.

“And you are going to get me,” His words affected me in a primal way. I was wet.

“Hurry up and get there, please.” I said softly.

He drove a bit faster but the road was dark and narrow not to mention grown up and washed out. The explorer bounced all over place causing my bottom to bounce off the seat a few times and each time I landed it sent shivers of pleasure through me. I moaned softly and Greg glanced at me.

“I know, this road is rough and that perfect ass of yours hasn’t got much extra padding.” He said apologetically.

I laughed. “No it’s not that… the bumps feel good. Too good.”

“Hush before I pull over and take you right here.” He warned.

I didn’t say another word. I wanted this night to be perfect and I didn’t want to lose my virginity in a car, though at this point I would probably take his cock any way I could get it.

We reached the cabin a few minutes later and he practically ran to the passenger side to help me out. He scooped me up into his arms amidst my giggling protests and carried me up onto the tiny porch. The warm glow of candlelight shone through the small window on the door. I worried as he tried to open it while balancing me in his arms. I was sure he would drop me but he didn’t. I was impressed with his strength.

The door opened revealing a romantic sight. The cabin had two rooms and a bathroom. The main room containing a small kitchen combined with a living room. There was a bathroom off it and a bedroom off the other side. The living room was lit with the light of hundreds of candles. They were on every surface and the effect was dazzling. There was a bowl of strawberries on the dining table which was dressed with a lacy white table cloth and silver candle holders. A silver bucket of ice held a bottle of red wine and two crystal goblets sparkled on either side of it. The effect was beautiful just as Mother promised it would be. I was so thankful for my mother’s help with all of this and all the hard work she’d had to do while I was away dancing.

“This place looks awesome.” Greg said, taking it all in. “But I’m taking you straight to the bedroom.” He’d been to the cabin fishing with my dad during the summer so he didn’t have to wonder which door led where. He carried me into the bedroom and set me on the bed.

“Look at this room!’ I exclaimed. “I have the most wonderful mother on Earth!”

Greg nodded as he touched the gauzy fabric of the tent-like canopy that draped to either said of the bed. The bed was strewn with huge red pillows and a new duvet. As many candles adorned this room as the living room and soft music played from a CD player on the dresser. I felt like this was a scene from one of the romance novels I had been becoming increasingly fond of lately.

Greg’s eyes traveled the room and then came back to rest on me as I lay on the bed before him. His fingers reached out to touch me just as I moved to sit up. He traced my mouth with his fingers and then bent to kiss my lips. His tongue slid into my mouth and mine into his tangling almost frantically. We tasted and tongue battled for a moment and then our clothes seemed to slip off by themselves. We were naked within moments and laying on our sides facing each other on the bed.

“Let me look at you,,” He said his voice full of yearning. “I want to see all of you. I have wanted to for so long.”

I nodded and his gaze fell to my perfectly round pink tipped breasts. He gasped as he felt their weight in his hands. He seemed to weigh each one separately and squeezed them gently before he bent his head to take a tentative lick at one stiff nipple. He traced my areola with his tongue then caught the nipple gently between his teeth soon he was sucking my nipples causing my pussy to throb with each suckle. He took his time exploring my breasts, licking between them and under them where the lobes met the skin over my rib cage. The sensations driving me wild.

“Your tits are perfect, just perfect.” He whispered and then we began to kiss wildly, our saliva mixing, beginning the pairing of two bodies.

My hand slid down and grasped his cock and I was surprised by it’s thickness. I pulled away and glanced down at it. I had never seen it, only felt it under his clothes. I felt excitement coupled with fear. I knew where it would be going and I wondered how in God’s name it would fit. It was so big and hard. I could barely get my hand around it. Greg’s cock was beautiful to me in all it’s manly glory and I couldn’t keep from sliding down to lick it. I knew this was his first time too and I wanted to make it special for him.

My mother had explained that men enjoy the feel of a woman’s mouth on their penis and that it was perfectly acceptable to do anything that both partners enjoyed. I had practiced sucking cucumbers for a week now and was confident I could pleasure him in this way. I drew him into my mouth and he literally groaned with pleasure. It was a stimulating feeling to give him this pleasure for the first time in his life. I went to work sucking him madly. The mood was electrifying as my mouth descended upon his cock like a cum starved wench. He stroked my hair as I devoured him again and again squeezing my hand around the bottom rapidly as I went.

‘Stop!” he said loudly. “I’m going to cum if you don’t.”

I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted semen in my mouth. I had heard it had a bitter taste. I would do it if Greg wanted though. I’d do anything he wanted.

I sat up and he smiled at me as he ran his hands up and down my body. His hand seemed to leave a trail of waking nerves behind it as he lightly traced my pussy lips. I felt my knees falling slightly open under his caresses. His fingers stroked me from calf to breast leaving no place uncharted.

He kissed me gently on the forehead, eyelids and mouth as I lay facing him.

“Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa.” he said and bent to suckle a nipple.

I moaned and pressed it into his mouth.

“Your entire body is beautiful.” He said when his mouth was free. He ran his hand over my hip and dipped it between my legs. My knees fell further apart as his fingers began to fondle my lips, carefully urging them to open. His fingers were light and teasing and driving me crazy. I grabbed his hand and pushed it hard against my clit and rubbed myself up and down on it.

He groaned and rolled over onto me and got himself settled comfortably between my thighs as we continued kissing. His hand was still on my clit and he began to mimic the way I had moved his hand a second ago. I began to rub my hips against him but he moved so that his fingers were pressed softly on my bud and he began to move it expertly. I gasped. He had found my pleasure spot already. I was amazed since it had taken me weeks to find it myself.

“Oh my God.” I whispered.

He smiled and continued rubbing me, dipping lower to wet his finger and then working my clit some more. He was making me insane. I had felt this sensation before. I didn’t want to orgasm this way. I wanted to orgasm on his cock.

“Please, Greg.” I whispered into his ear. He obliged me a bit by moving his cock so that the head of it was at the outside of my tight opening. He began to rock a bit his head stretching inward a bit more with each stroke. I met his tiny strokes with tiny strokes of my own but it didn’t seem as if he ever planned to penetrate me.

I could feel the tip of his cock getting slippery as it slid barely in and out of my opening.

“Just slide it in a little further,” I begged beneath him and ran my hands up his sweat slicked back. He was breathing very hard and his face was red with the effort of holding back.

“I want to but you’re so tight.” He said between pants.

I smiled and cupped his smooth shaven face in my hands. “Greg, it’s okay if you hurt me. It just has to be like this tonight.” His eyes were unsure as they looked into mine. He looked concerned and frustrated as he bit his bottom lip and slid a bit further into me. The stretching feeling was delicious until he came up against my hymen. It felt achy as he pushed against it and I gasped. He stopped moving and lay there between my legs like a statue. His face buried into the pillow beside my head as he panted heavily.

“Greg?” I queried.

He didn’t say anything

…this is insane…I thought to myself as the yearning to have the act completed began to make me writhe beneath him.

“Will you at least kiss me?” I asked feeling completely annoyed.

He did oblige me with his kiss and while he was distracted I took the opportunity to thrust my hips upward and impale myself on his cock.

“Ohhh…” I cried out involuntarily as my hymen tore and he slid up tightly inside of me.

He grunted as if someone had kicked him in the ribs. He didn’t move but I could feel his cock twitching inside me so I clamped down tightly on it and held it prisoner.

Greg raised himself up and propped on his elbows, his face was so near mine I could feel his breath on my lips. I opened my eyes to watch the expression on his face. His eyes were closed and his forehead furrowed as he tried to move carefully within me. The sensation could only be describe as delightful torture. My clit cried out for stimulation while my pussy wept blood at the invasion. I slid my hand between our joined hips and found my clit and gave it a little rub of encouragement as I clenched my muscles around his throbbing cock.

He groaned in my ear and then began attacking my earlobe making wet sucking noises. He raised up and let his mouth find my rounded tits and their perky peaks. Then he began to slide in and out of me with such tender care that I could have sobbed with my love for him.

I met each painstakingly slow thrust with little thrusts of my own but I couldn’t offer much because his cock seemed to pin my ass to the bed, it was so immense. He delved into my pussy time after time slowly increasing his pace as I rubbed my clit in larger circles. I lost all track of time and space as the soreness faded more and more and pleasure took it’s place. My body responded to the titillation by becoming increasingly wetter and slicker allowing Greg to glide easier in and out of my messy cunt.

It only took a few full strokes of his iron cock to push me over the edge and when I toppled over I fell hard. My pussy contracted around the invader as my arms flung outward on the bed and my back tried to arch under his weight. The spasms of pleasure went on and on like they had never done when I had gotten off alone.

That was all the coaxing Greg’s cock needed. He gave me a few frenzied thrusts and I felt hot juice coat the inside of my pussy and spurt deep inside me. We lay entwined as cock drained completely. He stayed inside of but shifted his weight so he could look at me.

“Are you ok?” He inquired in a hushed voice.

“I’m wonderful.” I giggled.

His laugh joined mine and then our mouths joined in a sensual kiss.

“I’m going to try and pull out now, Melissa.” He said changing the mood back to one of seriousness. “It should be easier now that I’m smaller.”

He disengaged from my pussy carefully and examined the mess we had made on the bedspread.

“Fuck! You’re bleeding!”

“It’s normal, calm down.” I said sitting up. I could feel his cum ooze out of my raw pussy and trying not to make an even worse mess on the new duvet, I ran to the bathroom and turned the shower on.

Greg followed me into the bathroom. I could feel him staring at my body as I stooped to adjust the temperature.

He growled and ran his hand over the curve of my ass then let his finger slide down my crack until he came to my pussy. He slid his finger into it.

I grimaced at the invasion. I was feeling pretty ravaged. He must have heard my sharp intake of breath at the contact for he immediately pulled his hand away and pulled me backwards into his arms. His hands came around me and cupped my breasts against me. I felt a thrill run through my core as he began kissing the nape of my neck and rubbing his semi hardening cock against my cheeks.

“Having you like this rocks.” He said and nibbled a diamond studded earlobe.

“You looked so sexy tonight that I wanted to skip Prom altogether.” He whispered into my ear making me want him again. I just didn’t think I could take anymore penetration right now.

The shower was relaxing and warm as water cascaded over us. Greg watched as I washed myself gingerly. I knew there would be pain but I was still sensitive and uncomfortable all the same. There wasn’t as much blood as there was cum. I could still feel it dripping a bit.

I found myself crushed against Greg’s muscled chest as his lips sought mine. He was kissing the pain away causing me to melt against him and if he wasn’t careful I would end up washing down the drain. His tongue explored my mouth caressing my own tongue with definitive strokes. The kiss excited me causing tingles in the place that still felt bruised.

Our inexperienced hands traveled each other’s water slicked body frantically as we both got turned on again. I felt his cock grow rigid and I wanted to suck it so I knelt right there in the shower and went down on him. I licked him from head to balls before plunging my entire mouth over his cock and sucking him deep into my throat. I gagged and tried to pull away but his hands were tangled in my hair and held my mouth against his balls. My reflex calmed as I held utterly still. I became accustomed to the feel of his head on the back of my throat and could move my mouth freely again. I sucked him hard and fast and he began moving in and out of my mouth. My tongue slid to beneath the tip of his head and I put as much pressure on it as I could. He lurched his hips forward and I got a mouth full of cum that I didn’t expect. I spit it out in the bottom of the tub and rubbed my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Oh my God, Melissa, I’m sorry!” He said helping me stand up.

“Was it awful?” he asked.

`”Not really just unexpected. “

“I’m sorry baby. I couldn’t help it. When you put your tongue on that spot it rocked my world.” He explained.

“Kinda like when you found that spot on me.” I said with a knowing smile.

“You should let me lick you,” he said. “If it feels anything like a blow job, you’re in for a surprise.”

I thought about that for a second as I turned the water off.

We toweled off hurriedly and headed into the living area. It was arousing to be walking around naked in front of him but all we had with us was formal clothes and I didn’t want to put that tight dress back on right now.

Greg helped me open the wine and we poured our glasses full and retreated to the couch. We snuggled together as we drank and let the wine work it’s sweet magic. I was starting to feel drowsy from the excitement of the night. It felt so good to be curled up with my head resting on his chest that I could feel myself drifting off.

I became aware of him lifting the wine glass from my fingers. I opened my eyes and found him looking at me intently.

“Your turn.” Greg said as he slid off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of me and between my thighs. I felt shyness overcome me as he urged my thighs apart with his hands and began licking up my inner thighs.

His tongue tickled a bit but also awakened nerves I hadn’t previously known existed. I quivered as he skipped all the teasing and dipped to taste my clit. I exhaled sharply at the pleasure.

“How does that feel? Is it sore?” Greg asked, worried.

“No it’s not sore there, it’s sore inside.”

He leaned his face forward and slowly began to work my clit with his tongue. The feeling of his soft , wet tongue on my sensitive flesh was excruciatingly pleasurable. I moaned and pushed his head closer as he had done to me earlier. He took encouragement from the pressure of my hands as I guided him over my eagerly awaiting snatch. His tongue lapped at me and dipped a little lower to soothe my freshly plowed opening. His warm and willing tongue soothed the tender skin then returned to my clit just in time for me to begin frantically rubbing against his face. He licked me harder and harder and then sucked on my clit gently building toward an undeniable climax. I couldn’t take it anymore. My sensitive clit was pulsating and swelling in his mouth. I bucked my hips hard against his teeth and an orgasm exploded through my body.

When I finally regained my senses I opened my eyes to see Greg looking at me with a huge grin on his face. It was the same goofy grin that I had seen a hundred times before in snapshots of him with the wild game he killed and trophy fish he caught. He was immensely proud of himself as well he should be. He wasn’t bad for a first timer.

He leaned forward. “You rock, Melissa.” He said and kissed me.

Apparently, I wasn’t too bad for a first timer either.

Secondary School. England. Winter. This was exactly what Hazel wanted at the moment. She didn’t like the summers that much. She had to wear skirts during summer, and with a body like hers, skirts were more dangerous than useful. Her rear end was heart-shaped and perfectly sized for her slim, athletic, 5 foot 8 body. At 15, she didn’t have the largest breasts, but, at a healthy 34B, she certainly could flaunt them if needed. However, she didn’t choose to. Her smooth skin, untouched by acne, was pale, but could tan very easily as she wasn’t fair skinned, thanks to her Chinese mother. Her eyes weren’t full slits, as her mothers were, but more Caucasian and wide. However, they were still the dark-of-dark colour characteristic of the Chinese. She had a high cheek boned face, straight black hair, with a straight nose and a full-lipped smile that captured the interests of anyone, male or female, caught in its direction. This beauty was the pride and joy of her parents, who, unfortunately, didn’t see her very often as they were both successful business people who worked in London, an hour and a half’s drive away. She had the house to herself a lot…

Hazel knew about sex. However, she wasn’t interested in it. She knew that many people, including her best friend, had been fingered, and had seen all the disgusting porn films her brother had kept ‘secret’ in his cupboard. It just didn’t seem interesting to her. To her, sex was for making babies. Nothing more, nothing less.

Her best friend, Emily, disagreed, however. She had made it her mission to get Hazel a boyfriend and for her to enjoy the sexual events that would inevitably occur a few months into the relationship. Hazel refused to cooperate, however, and it drove Emily up the wall. Even as Emily masturbated in her bed, she tried to think of ways to make Hazel feel the wonderful rushing and soaring sensations of a good orgasm. She would one day. She was the only one. Their friendship was at such a level that they kept NOTHING from each other, and felt perfectly comfortable naked in each other’s presence. Yes, only she had the power to make Hazel see sense.

One day, during a particularly cold day of winter, Emily came over to Hazel’s for a sleepover. They talked about the usual things that girls talked about at a sleepover: school, Emily’s boyfriend, homework, Emily’s boyfriend, clothes they wanted to buy, Emily’s boyfriend, periods, Emily’s boyfriend, and everything else. Then, as Hazel started to feel sleepy, Emily opened the window bringing the flat orange glow of the streetlamps into Hazel’s untidy bedroom covered in underwear and clothes.

“Shit, Emily, what are you doing, that’s freezing!”

“Sorry, I was just so hot and sticky…”

“Well, just don’t keep it open for too long.”

Hazel had taken her bra off, and, little did she know, but her nipples had stuck out like soldiers standing to attention. Seeing them, Emily giggled

“Someone’s horny…” She quipped.

“What?” Emily pointed at the twin peaks on her chest. Hazel blushed crimson. “It’s cold.”

“Well, they were like that before I opened the window,” Emily lied easily. “So, who’s the lucky guy you’re horny over?”

“There isn’t one, don’t start this one again.” Hazel was also lying, but she didn’t want anything sexual from the guy she was after. He was just such a genuine guy.

“Well, I saw you looking at Greg the other day. In a more than friendly way. Both he and I noticed them then as well. Why else did you think he was stuttering when he talked to you?”

Hazel, who had forgotten her coat that particular day, blushed an even deeper shade of crimson. “If you hadn’t noticed, I was in my shirt sleeves, plus, that bra is really thin.” Hazel did like Greg, a lot, but she wasn’t sexually attracted to him, just to his good looks, and general loveliness as a person. Emily understood that about guys, just, she also loved the sexual part of relationships. “Perhaps a little too much”, Hazel thought.

“Of course, silly me…” One could almost taste the sarcasm in Emily’s voice.

“It is…” Hazel slipped out of bed and crossed to her drawer, turned on the light, and took off her top. As she searched her drawer for the offending bra, her breasts jiggled in front of her. Emily saw the large nipples that so often stuck out when she Hazel was cold, like now, and felt moistness well up between her legs. “Wait, what the hell? I have a boyfriend, I’m straight…”

Hazel found the bra she was looking for, a plain white one, and put it on, with some difficulty, and turned around to show Emily.

“See, they stick out anyway…”

“Ok then. That might have been coincidental. Heh, most guys would kill to be in my position now, with Hazel Striker standing in front of me in a pair of see-through shorts and a see-through bra!” Emily felt very privileged.

Hazel threw a pillow at her “Shut up!”

Emily jumped out of her camp bed, dressed in nothing but a lacy red bra and a pair of matching skimpy red French Knickers, through which Hazel could clearly see Emily’s shaved crotch. Not that either of them cared. Hazel and Emily proceeded to have a furious, but silent, pillow fight. Soon after, Hazel and Emily were sitting cross legged opposite each other, playing truth or dare. Hazel found herself looking at the very obviously swollen lips of Emily’s pussy. She felt, against her better judgment, her own pussy get swollen and wet, and she saw Emily’s eyes widen as she happened to glance down at Hazel’s pussy.

“Hazel?”

“Yeah?” Hazel tried to act natural as possible, and accidentally-on-purpose shifted her hands over her crotch.

“It’s your go. Truth or dare?”

Feeling suddenly reckless, Hazel said “Dare.”

“Oooh, ok, erm, I dare you,” she paused for thought, and glanced down at Hazel’s crotch again. “To shave your vagina!”

Hazel choked on her breath. “What, no way!”

“If you back out, it’s a forfeit, and we know you don’t want that…!” Hazel recalled the last time she had backed out from one of Emily’s dares. The forfeit had involved a pair of used underwear and a very horny male friend of Emily’s. Hazel hadn’t been able to live it down for months.

“Urgh, OKAY then, what am I going to use?”

“Wax! I always keep some in my toilet bag!” Emily cheerfully went to her toilet bag and got out a packet of wax. “I’ll show you how; I need to do mine again soon anyway.”

“But you’re clean shaven!”

Emily dropped her French Knickers. “No I’m not, there’s stubble, see?” Hazel bent down to look. This was perfectly normal to them. However, tonight, both of them felt something different.

“Oh, yeah, so there is.”

“Right then, this won’t hurt, but it will tingle.”

Ten minutes later, both girls stood up, admiring Hazel’s perfectly smooth and shining pussy. Emily also was clean shaven, and Hazel’s eyes shifted to it. She saw the folds of pink skin, arranged somewhat like a flower, and a little nub at the end closest to her, Emily’s clitoris. Suddenly, Hazel felt juices well up in her own pussy, and her heart almost stopped. Emily was looking directly at her vagina. What would she say? Then, just before she looked back up at her, she saw moistness on Emily’s pussy too.

“Emily…?”

“Hazel, I am too, see?”

“But, I don’t like sex, what’s wrong with me?”

“There’s nothing wrong with you. You could just actually like sex. That could be the reason. I do.”

With that, Emily, leaned in forward, taking the initiative that she knew, for some reason, she wanted, and steered Hazel’s head towards her mouth. She kissed Hazel’s lips gently, and felt Hazel kiss her back, uncertainly at first, then with more enthusiasm. Hazel actually seemed to want this too! As Hazel’s tongue brushed Emily’s lips, she felt a jolt in her stomach. Hazel was initiating the tongue move! She allowed Hazel’s tongue to enter her mouth, and their tongues danced in their mouths, playing little wrestling games, and intertwining. Hazel’s mouth tasted fabulous!

Hazel was in paradise. She had her tongue in her best friend’s mouth, and they were French kissing passionately. She didn’t know why she was enjoying it so much, but she was. She felt her hands sliding down from around Emily’s shoulders to the edge of the bra Emily was wearing. Her hands were massaging her breasts, and Emily let out a small moan. Now Emily’s nipples were also sticking out. Hazel felt a definite sense of justice. As Hazel felt Emily undo her bra, Hazel followed suit, undoing the clasp of Emily’s bra, and sliding it off her slim frame. Massaging Emily’s C cup breasts was a turn on that made its mark very quickly. The juices started trickling down Hazel’s legs. And then Emily touched her nipples. An electric jolt ran down her spine, sending a wave of pleasure down to her heavily swollen pussy lips, which responded by flowing more sweet smelling juices. She was now literally dripping.

Emily was now reaching the stage where she had to have someone, her or Hazel, touch her pussy. Hazel was pinching her nipples, and she saw the juices dripping from Hazel’s pussy. This turned her on even more. She put her hand over Hazel’s and guided it to her pussy. Hazel responded with vigour, running her fingers over the red, blood-engorged labia, causing Emily to buck involuntarily, her golden brown hair flying around her pretty face. Hazel seemed to know instinctively how to please Emily, as she slid three fingers into the supple, slippery hole of Emily’s pussy – the exact number she used to pleasure herself the best – and used her thumb to barrage her clitoris with strokes that brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Hazel kept up a motion that had Emily biting her lip to stop her from squealing in ecstasy. Then, she felt the soaring feeling in the pit of her stomach that indicated imminent orgasm. The feeling built and built, in waves that were made by the rhythm of Hazel’s pumps in and out of her pussy.

“Ugh, Hazel, I’m cumming, ahh!!”

Suddenly, the waves built into one crescendo of pleasure that sent her reeling, and all she felt was the warmth and utter pleasure of orgasm. The juices flowed freely, drenching Hazel’s whole hand, and a good deal of her arm, dripping onto the beige carpet. Emily had snatched up a pillow from the bed, and was squealing into it, her face bright red, matching her pussy lips.

Hazel saw all the juices, and was impressed. The smell was intoxicating, musky, yet sweet. The juices from her pussy had started to dribble like a tap from her vagina, she was so turned on. She sniffed her soaked hand deeply. It smelled delicious. Acting on impulse, she licked her finger, and was rewarded by a tangy, slightly salty taste that she immensely enjoyed. She cleaned her whole hand, and her arm. The juices flowed even more heavily. There was a small puddle at her feet.

Suddenly, Emily sat up. She had a gleam in her eye that said quite plainly “My turn.” Quick as a flash, Emily rugby tackled her best friend onto the bed. Her mouth kissed Hazel’s again, and their tongues danced. Hazel knew that Emily must be able to taste her own juices on Hazel’s tongue.

“You taste really good, you horny bitch…” Hazel was surprised at how husky and sexual her voice sounded.

“Well, let’s see if you taste as good!” Emily had a wicked gleam in her eyes. Emily’s mouth kissed her way down Hazel’s body, and Hazel felt the puddle around her crotch growing on the bed. Suddenly, Emily’s mouth found Hazel’s pussy, and the jolt she felt sent electricity flow around her body. Then, Emily set her tongue to work on Hazel’s clit, and the electricity got stronger, making her body buck and twitch. The electricity zeroed in on her pussy all of a sudden, and she sputtered out some words.

“Emily, I’m cumming I think! Ughhh!!”

The electricity felt so good, and she felt Emily’s tongue go to her vaginal entrance, lapping up the juices in the folds of Hazel’s pussy. This sent her over the edge, and the ecstasy reached a pitch that sent juice spraying out of her vagina in jets that hit the back of Emily’s mouth. She kept it in there, until she had a small lake of pussy juice in her mouth. Hazel jerked in paradise, with pleasure coursing around her body. When she came down from her ecstatic high, she felt relaxed, and reached in to kiss Emily. The traded the juices between their mouths, spittle mixing with juice, and then they swallowed half each. They felt very content.

“Yes, Hazel, you do taste good.”

They smiled and lay down, stark naked with a finger in each other’s pussy. They went to sleep almost immediately.

Three straight days of steady, drizzling rain was enough to dampen the spirits of even the most optimistic of boys. I was a carefree fella of 15 without a worried thought in my mind. Summer vacation had started and, as long as I kept my farm chores up, I was as free as a lark to do just about any damn thing in this world I wanted to do.

After feeding the horses, I stripped off my shirt and hung it on a nail. I stepped into the wide open doorway of the barn and stared up to the skies. A gust of wind blew some of the warm, misty moisture against my bare chest. My jean shorts were getting damp, so I stepped back into the barn’s shelter.

Until this aggravating rain had started, I looked at the world as a wondrous playground made especially for me to play in. I was healthy as a horse, strong as a mule, and as virile as a young stud stallion. Why, in order to tame all of the hard-ons I had, I had to beat my meaty cock four of five times a day!

One of these damn days, and the sooner the better, I was going to find me a willing girl and get me a nice piece of ass! Yes siree, I was going to stop all this beating off and get me some pussy to dip my cock into!

The trouble was that living way out here in the country boondocks willing girl-type females were mighty scarce and hard to find. There was a girl living ten miles down the road, but her face was as ugly as the ass end of our milk cow. I reckon, if worse comes to worse, I could throw a gunny sack over her head and go ahead and screw her.

Looking at the depressing, infuriating, rainy-day sky, I felt like cussing. I was getting short-tempered and aggravated. It was time for me to jack-off and get myself into a better mood. My eyes spied a movement over at the house. Two of my sisters had leapt off the back porch and were running towards the barn.

Goddamnit! Speaking of infuriating aggravation, those two she-devils were a prickly thorn in my side! They were spoiled and pampered parental pets who were always tattle-telling on me. So what if I did throw rocks at them, or sometimes pitched them in the creek, or tied their hair into knots! The way I figured, a little brotherly mistreatment was good for building a sister’s character. Why, I was doing them a favor!

I watched as the bedeviling barefooted duo splished and splashed their way across the wide expanse of the rain-soaked backyard. Kayla had just turned 13 two weeks ago and, if I wasn’t mistaken, I heard her tell Mom that she’d started having her monthly bleeding cycles. This girl’s body was filling out a little and I’d betcha she even had some boobs. Missy, on the other hand, was a short, gangly, skinny-legged girl of 11 years in age. If this girl had any feminine shape to her body then it sure wasn’t presenting any evidence to my eyes.

The rain-drenched girls ran into the barn and shook their hair like a dog would shiver his body to rid it of water. “We should have put on our raincoats, Kayla,” Missy said. “Just look, I can see your bra pushing against your wet tank top! Can you see it too, Jackie?”

“At least I have on a bra and I have something to go into it!” Kayla retorted. “Missy, your top is sopping-wet too and I can see the prints of your itty-bitty nipples and the small shapes of your little-bitty titties! Can’t you see the pitiful boobies too, Jackie?”

Well hell, I’d never paid much attention to the curvy shapes of these two trouble-making brats before. They were girls, but since they were my sisters, I didn’t ever look at them as any kind of female beings. I was looking now.

Yeah, I was seeing some titties alright. Kayla’s wet top was plastered to her skin allowing the rounded mounds of two bra-covered boobs to jut out. I realized that those teen ‘girls’ on her chest were more ‘developed’ than I could have imagined. On the other hand, Missy’s braless chest did indeed have smaller protrusions projecting out. Yet, the preteen ‘bumps’ were nowhere near as pitifully ‘little-bitty’ as her sister had described them. Why, her ‘girls’ had the undeniable roundness of quickly-maturing boobs.

My eyes strayed to the places between my sister’s legs. Rain-wet summer shorts allowed mounded bulges to take on erotically exciting shapes. My hard, horny erection began swelling into a throbbing bulge of its own.

“Yes girlies,” I finally answered. “I see the shapes sticking out of your wet tops. Now, why don’t you two bratty bedevilers run on back to the house and play? I’ve got better things to do than to stand here listening to you two debating the merits of your boobs!”

Kayla heatedly responded, “Jackie, you don’t own this barn! Why can’t we stay out here a while? Besides, we are going ‘stir-crazy’ in the house. Mom and Dad have gone visiting and they won’t be back for hours. All of this rain is making us so bored we’re going to start killing each other if we don’t find something ‘different’ to do!”

“Yeah Jackie, we want to stay,” Missy added. “In the house, we are ‘bored out of our gourd’! We’ll promise won’t get in your way. As a matter of fact, we’ll let you be the ‘boss’ and we’ll be your helpers! Just tell what it is you’re planning to do next, and we’ll be your assistants. Right, Kayla?”

While Kayla’s head was nodding in a gesture of unanimous agreement, I was cursing under my breath. These damn girls were interrupting my plans for an enthusiastic ‘jack-off’ session!

Before I could get further angered, Kayla insisted, “Jackie, you’re the boss. Tell us what your plans are and we’ll eagerly help you!”

“Damnit girls, I was planning on ‘jacking-off’!” I unintentionally answered. Although I was slightly embarrassed, I went ahead and teasingly added, “Unless you’re planning on helping me with this, then I don’t need you for anything else!”

Immediately, two pairs of eyes opened in surprised shock. The girls pulled away a few feet and began a hurried, whispered conversation. Missy’s head bowed slightly and she shyly asked, “This has something to do with ‘sex’, doesn’t it, Jackie?”

When my head nodded in an affirmative manner, both girls faced me. As the oldest, Kayla took over as spokesman, “Okay, we’ll do it. Maybe it won’t be as boring as some of the things we’ve been doing in the house. We will have to be told what to do. You’re the boss, so ‘boss’ what do we do?”

I hadn’t expected this reaction from my little sisters. I didn’t think they’d take me seriously when I said I needed help jerking-off. But, they sure did offer to help quickly, so maybe I can take advantage of their boredom and have a little fun in the process.

“Missy, kneel down and pull my shoes and socks off” I said. “Kayla, your job is to unbutton and unzip my pants. Then you two have to work together and get my jeans and underwear off.”

After a few seconds of hesitant uncertainty, the girls bashfully followed the commands of their ‘boss’. My clothing came off slowly. As the rain pitter-pattered on the old barn’s tin roof, I began instructing my sisters into the fine arts and mechanics of ‘jacking-off’ a brother.

Kayla’s teenaged hand closed over my swollen cockshaft. She pumped slowly just as she’d been told. Her other hand was following its instructions and was playing with my ass.

Still on her knees, preteen Missy was following her orders to milk and massage the ball sack hanging between my legs. She was tenderly squeezing the walnut-sized eggs enclosed within the testicle bag.

Boy-o-boy was I ever ‘high’ in sisterly handjob heaven! What these girls lacked in inexperienced naivety, they more than made up with in their eager, fumbling, awkward attempts to do their assigned tasks well.

Without being told to, Kayla’s pumping hand began increasing its rhythmic strokes. She felt racing blood distending the bluish cock-veins surrounding the erect rod in her hand. Heat and frictional fires smoldered all along the elongated length of the swollen cockshaft she played with.

Testicle fires smoldered, too. Missy’s hands were warming themselves over the heated bagful of burning coals. Her scorched fingers began juggling the ‘hot-rock’ balls.

Cock cream gurgled and boiled inside my ball-filled testicle cauldron. Without warning, my cockshaft summoned forth pressurized seminal fluids and forcibly expelled them through my compressed urethral opening.

An eruption of milky-white cum shot completely over Missy’s head. The surprised preteen girl didn’t know what to think. Reflexively, she raised her head to get a better view of this strange phenomenon.

Too late, she realized her mistake. With Kayla’s hand pumping furiously, my cockshaft discharged more shots of its long-imprisoned cum. A load of the escaping semen and sperm sprayed Missy’s face. When her reflexes told her to lower her head, her long dishwater-blond hair caught the remaining streams of cummy cock-shots.

I was so busy enjoying the best handjob orgasms my cock had ever felt that I paid little attention to the messy hair-soaking my little sister Missy was getting. Kayla’s cock-beating hand was catching some of the fast-spurting, cummy overspray.

When my cockshaft stopped spurting its white-lightening load, Kayla quickly jerked her hand off it and vigorously wiped her cum-wet fingers on her shorts. “Missy, oh my goodness girl!” she wailed. “Listen, you’ve got to get that ‘stuff’ out of your hair right now! Becky Sharp said her mother told her that ‘stuff’ will turn a girl’s skin yellow and will make her hair have green and red streaks in it! You’ve heard this too, haven’t you, Jackie?”

“Oh bullshit, Kayla!” I answered. “That’s just on ‘old-wives’ tale mothers tell their daughters so they won’t let a guy touch them with his cock! Why girls, I’ve spilt gallons of my ‘stuff’ on my hands and they haven’t ever been discolored! Don’t worry about it.”

Missy had jumped to her feet. Her slim fingers were touching her cum-drenched face and hair. “But Jackie!” she yelped. “I am worried! I want to wash my face and hair! Don’t you want to wash your hand, Kayla?”

When Kayla’s head nodded in a gesture of affirmation, I irritably said, “Okay girls, run to the house and get some soap and shampoo. We’ll all get washed off in the rain.”

“But Jackie,” Kayla said rebelliously. “Our clothes are just now getting dry from our run out here to the barn through the pouring rain. We’ll just get them wet again. Isn’t there some way to avoid this?”

The answer jumped into my head. “Girls, am I still the ‘boss’?” I asked. “Are you going to do what I tell you to do, no matter what it is?”

Two heads nodded up and down in a gesture which said “Yes.” I took a step towards Missy. As the youngest, she might put up less of an objection to what I was about to do. “Girls,” I explained. “If you don’t have any clothes ‘on’ then you can’t get any clothes wet!”

Grabbing the bottom of Missy’s tank top, I lifted it up over her braless chest and pulled it completely over her head. I tossed it onto a nearby bale of hay. Kneeling, I pulled her shorts and panties down to her shoeless ankles. Stripping them from her, I threw them on the hay bale, too.

My 15-year-old eyes made a quick visual inspection of my 11-year-old sister’s naked body. A cherubic, slime-covered face glowed in the muted light of a cloudy day. Two mounds of underdeveloped breasts adorned a petite chest. Those little boobs were no bigger than a June apple cut in half and laid out for inspection. Yet, the tips of those small-nippled tits jutted out proudly. Between slim legs, a split mound of tempting pussy puffed feminine flesh protruded out.

I had made no conscious plan in my mind to touch my little sister’s body, yet when my eyes stopped their inspection, I realized that my hands were playing with the two tantalizing tits I’d been admiring. My squeezing fingers felt the tittie flesh swell and become firm. Preteen nipples stiffened as my thumbs massaged their delicate daintiness.

Without my premeditated permission, my mouth closed over first one nipple-topped mound and then the other. Saliva freely ran and my moisturized lips sucked on every inch of enticing young female breast flesh. The pouring rain outside the barn was no match for the rain of kissed I placed upon these not-yet nubile little-sis titties.

Quivering knees caused Missy to lose her balance. Luckily, she fell back on the bale of hay upon which her clothes laid. Taking advantage of outstretched legs, my fingers delved between them and captured the cracked little mound of girlie-girl flesh. My hands and fingertips gloried in their ‘first ever’ touch of real-life, real-girl pussy! My flaccid cock, which had so recently been ‘jerked-off’, was now making an attempt to stand at attention again.

Jealousy compelled my head to push my fingers to the side. My mouth lowered between the opened legs and poured out a bucketful of slippery wet kisses. The kissing lips explored the entire expanse of the swollen little female mound. This prepubescent pussy had not yet reached pubic maturity therefore it had not one hair covering the beauty of its feminine magnificence.

Allowing my fingers to assist me, they spread the crack of Missy’s swollen femininity. My eyes were staggered by the erotic allure of the petite protrusion they found sticking up straight and erect. I’d heard of ‘clits’, but glory day, I’d never seen one until now! Why, this girl’s clitoral erection was a spectacularly bedazzling jewel more precious than any bejeweled manmade treasure!

My lips begged to touch, so touch they did. Furious clit kisses were followed by a long series of mouthwatering sucking. My flicking, licking tongue hungrily devoured this delicious suckling fruit. Missy’s chest was heaving and deep sighs escaped from her mouth.

My licking, wandering tongue accidentally discovered a pair of delicate inner pussy lips. Spreading the silky soft butterfly wings, my stiffened tongue-cock slipped into a welcoming hole.

Without the moisturizing benefit of full-on puberty, this hole was relatively dry. What feminine wetness there was coated my tongue and ‘slicked it up’ in readiness for penile penetration.

Penile penetration…? Suddenly, my virgin-boy mind realized that my tongue was playing inside one of those mysterious glory holes made by nature as an orgasmic playground where cocks go to have fun!

My young cock had never had the thrill of entering one of those mysterious feminine holes, but it was ready to do so now. My shrunken erection was now fully awakened and begging to be placed inside the tight, hot opening.

As my deep-probing tongue continued to ravage my little sister’s female play-hole, I reached for my teen manhood with the intention of sticking it into the young pussy hole where it belonged.

“Ouch Jackie, that hurts!” Missy exclaimed. “Your tongue is going too deep and you are pressing it against my hymen too hard! Be easier, but please don’t stop!”

I didn’t stop sucking my baby sister’s pussy, but I did change my mind about sticking my cock into it. Hell, what was I thinking! I can’t fuck a little girl and I can’t fuck my sister! But damn, I reckon I can suck this child’s girlie girl treat for as long as she’ll let me!

With energized enthusiasm, I concentrated all my efforts on sucking and eating to my heart’s content. I felt Missy’s fingers entwining themselves in my hair. She was pulling my head tightly against her. Her hips bucked up to meet my kissing, licking mouth and tongue.

Missy sucked in her breath. Her pussy muscles contracted and squeezed my tongue-cock licking inside. Her body spasmed and her breaths were expelled in a series of throat-constricting moans and sighs.

I knew my little sister was cumming now. Red-polished fingernails were digging into my scalp so deeply I knew I’d have a sore head tomorrow.

Louder moans signaled the birth of multiple orgasms racing throughout her young feminine body. Slim legs encircled my back and sharp toenails were scraping furrows into my flesh.

Ever so slowly, Missy’s breathing began returning to normal. Her jerking hips slowed their energetic fury. Fingernails and toenails ceased their scratching assault.

Taking my saliva-coated lips away from the sweetest pussy I’d ever sucked, I trailed wet kisses up Missy’s belly. Finding her small tits, I kiss-played with them for a few quick minutes.

Missy sat up on the hay bale, slipped her hands around my neck, and pressed her naked body against mine. “Jackie?” she whispered so softly I hardly heard her. “Will you kiss me?”

Kiss my sister! Why, who ever heard the like! Brothers don’t kiss sisters! No they don’t, they most certainly don’t. But, this brother did!

I’d never learned a whole hell of a lot about kissing and I’d bet my little sister didn’t know anymore than I did. But, allowing forbidden instinct to be our guide, Missy and I started kissing. Tongue-licked lips collided in a sweet passion of moisturized lust and love.

Quick kisses ended too soon. Missy and I pulled away from each other. Suddenly, this youngest girl sister of mine reached out and wrapped her preteen fingers around my swollen erection. “Jackie?” she shyly asked. “Next time, can I be the one to pump on this?”

Taking consent for granted, Missy went ahead and pumped my cock a few times. Her short, skinny fingers felt unbelievably good, but my mind was already concentrating on something else. From the corner of my eye, I saw Kayla standing by. This sister of mine had her hand inside her panties and she was intently watching the rainy-day sex show.

It came to my mind that this teenaged sister of mine probably knew quite a bit more than I did about pussies. If I were to hazard a guess, I’d say this girl had most likely experienced more than a few self-administered pussy orgasms.

“Hey Kayla,” I said. “Before you girls head out into the rain to get the soap and shampoo, how about I finish that pussy-playing job for you? Remember girl, I’m the ‘boss’.”

Walking on timid, shaking legs, Kayla slowly approached me. Scooting off of the hay bale, Missy made room for her sister to sit down in her place. “Hey ‘boss’, the younger girl said. “How about I help you? I’ll pull Kayla’s top and bra off while you get her shorts and panties off. Okay?”

Watching in stunned amazement from my kneeling vantage point, I saw my teen sister reluctantly sit and allow the younger girl to pull her top off. Following Missy’s helpful suggestion, I was removing all the clothing below Kayla’s waist.

A bra hook was unsnapped and the flimsy boob-filled garment was pulled off. A teenaged girl now sat before me stripped bare of every stitch of clothing. My rambling eyes tried to see everything at once but there were just so many beautiful feminine sights I couldn’t decide upon any particular spot to rest my eyes.

As if reading my mind, Missy reached her arms around her naked sister from behind. She cupped two protruding chest-mounds and held them up for inspection. “Boss,” the helpful child said. “Aren’t these a couple of the most beautiful tits you’ve ever seen? Kayla says my boobs will get bigger and prettier like hers when I get to be her age. Do you want to kiss and suck on these babies like you did with my little ones?”

‘Babies’… Is this what Missy called her sister’s feminine mounds? Hell, there wasn’t a thing ‘babyish’ about this teen girl’s breasts! Good god, what a difference two years makes in the development of a female’s body!

My mind’s eye had told me that Missy’s little preteen tits were shaped like a June apple cut in half. Now I was seeing a pair of maturing breasts which might best be described as having the shape of fully-ripened Red Delicious apples hanging heavy on a tree.

Kayla’s ‘apples’ seemed like they were ready to be picked, so pick them I did. My mouth clamped onto pouting, nubile nipples and tasted of their delicious apple-cidery nectar. My hands pushed Missy’s aside and playfully juggled the fascinating fruit.

My fruit-hungry mouth ravenous bobbed all around the apple-firm tits. My lips and tongue worked together to gather in the plentiful harvest of sweet ripe nectarines.

As nipples swelled inside my lips and tittie-flesh reddened from my mouth and hands manual mauling, I felt a tingling sensation tickling my cock. Taking a break to look down, I saw a curly bush of blond pubic hair brushing against my bulging erection.

Pushing Kayla back flat on the hay bale, I allowed my saliva-coated lips to work their way down her belly. They kissed and played with her bellybutton for a few seconds and then continued on with their quest to discover the source of the tantalizing cock-tickling.

My hands discovered the luxuriantly soft bush of curly-thin hairs first. My fingers combed the pubescent patch. They pulled and tickled the erotically stimulating growth of awakened female maturity.

My watering mouth closed over a stiffly-erect female protrusion. Little Missy’s small clit had been my first and I thought nothing could be finer or better, but it seems I was mistaken. Kayla’s teenaged clit was several times bigger and fleshier. This girl’s clitoral erection was juicy-sweet, sticky-wet, and moistly warm.

The tip of my tongue was trying its best to gain entry into this clit’s pee hole, but it was having limited success. Instead of giving up in frustration, my tongue set off on a journey of ‘big girl’ clitoral and pussy exploration.

My flicking, licking tongue traced the outline of Kayla’s clit. Up and down and around and around it went. The warm, wet flesh quivered with excited anticipation. From somewhere in the distance, I heard contented moans and sighs.

My mouth, lips, and tongue kissed and claimed possession of every exposed inch of my sister’s swollen pussy mound. Puffed outer pussy lips and curled pubic hair now belonged to me.

Spreading Kayla’ outer pussy lips wide, I sought out the little hole I’d discovered in my younger sister’s pussy. My wandering eyes found a set of inner pussy lips which were considerably bigger and wetter than Missy’s had been. As my tongue spread the delicate pussy wings open and disappeared inside, I found a hole that could not be called ‘little’ at all.

Pubic maturity had visited this girl’s body and made it take on the shapes and forms of a young woman. My stiffened tongue was discovering what puberty could do to a girl’s vaginal cavity. Smoldering-hot, wet feminine juices coated the tickling intruder with an abundance of moisture.

My slippery tongue explored and played inside this hot, wet hole. A flood of female fluids seemed to be trying to drown the uninvited trespasser. Kayla’s hips were squirming and her sexually-aroused sighs were becoming louder.

I cupped my tongue-cock to make it stiffer in order to penetrate deeper into the hidden recesses of this sweltering abyss of uncharted feminine territory. Sooner than expected, I came upon an obstruction my tongue could not penetrate. Just like Missy’s, Kayla’s pussy had a virginal hymen to protect the purity of the sacred inner sanctum.

And, just like Missy did, Kayla was protesting because of the discomforting pain my probing tongue was causing. She was deliriously happy to be having her pussy sucked, but she was fearful of the uncomfortable consequences.

“Goddamn hymens be dammed!” I shouted aloud. “Why do you girls have to limit my play with your damn virginal barriers? I think it’s about damn time somebody did something about this situation and I believe I’m just the fella to do it!”

Without seeking permission for my plan or even inviting discussion, I went ahead and allowed masculine instinct to guide my decisions. Grabbing my swollen erection with one hand, I spread Kayla’s pussy mound with the fingers of the other. I guided my cockhead in through the delicate inner pussy wings and allowed the head to penetrate until it settled against the tender hymen.

I waited. Just as I hoped, Kayla’s vaginal hole began releasing a torrent of penile lubricant. My cockhead bathed in a pool of hot, sticky-wet moisture. The head of my swollen cockshaft twisted, wiggled, and swam in a warm, humid spa filled with exotic dampness.

My cockshaft stopped swimming and began moving in a rhythmic in and out motion. Moving a faction of an inch at a time, I felt my orgasmic fires burning. My testicle sack was boiling again. Replenished seminal juices bubbled excitedly and impatiently awaited their chance for release.

With all my power I was holding my juices in while waiting for Kayla’s own orgasmic fire to be lit. I’d heard tell that a girl’s body took a lot longer to get ‘warmed up’ for orgasms than a guy’s did.

When I felt legs encircling my ass and toe-nailed feet digging into my flesh, I began thinking that Kayla’s teen pussy might be ‘warming up’ quickly. My suspicions were confirmed when her hips began bucking up to meet my cockshaft’s in and out thrusts. Her legs constricted and pulled my ass tightly toward her. She began panting and moaning loudly.

Intentionally or not, Kayla’s legs jerked me against her so forcibly my super-slippery cockhead plunged through her tender virginal membrane. My entire lubricated cockshaft followed and tore her sensitive vaginal hymen to shreds.

The girl’s shriek of pain echoed throughout the cavernous barn. The sound of pouring rain on a rusty tin roof couldn’t mute the piercing yell.

Fear gripped my mind. I was not fearful of the fact that I had hurt her, no, I was afraid the pain might make her want to stop. Yet, I quickly found out that this teenaged sister of mine had no intention of stopping.

‘Warmed up’ hell! Why Kayla’s feminine body was ‘firecracker hot’ and ready to explode! Each time I pulled my cock out a few inches her legs jerked me and plunged my elongated erection right back in.

For the first time in my life I was fucking a girl! And, to my delightful surprise, that girl was doing a damn-fine job of fucking me! We two inexperienced virgins settled into an awkward copulation rhythm which was sometimes slow and sometimes fast.

My 15-year-old cock had found a heavenly home right here on earth inside my sister’s 13-year-old pussy. Silky, soft vaginal flesh caressed my hardened erection. After its painful sexual initiation, the sticky-slick pussy was joyfully accepting its role as a vessel designed by Mother Nature to house and shelter a guy’s erect manhood.

On the other hand, judging by the pleasurable squeals and moans Kayla mouth was emitting, it came to my mind that my sister might be thinking Mother Nature had designed a cock with the sole purpose of being a tool used for boring into vaginal caverns and giving them blissful delight. Why, I do believe this girl was having as much of this fucking fun as I was!

My cock was moving in and out in a series of jackrabbit quick thrusts when I felt a wetness I’d never felt before. It felt to me like Kayla’s pussy was spraying my pubic loins with a misty wetness. If I didn’t know better, I’d swear my sister’s pussy was squirting me with some kind of girlie girl cum.

Kayla’s squealing moans were furious now and she was jerking against me fast and hard. Suddenly, I knew she was cumming with my cock buried deep inside her pussy. She wasn’t speaking, at least I heard no intelligible words, but I knew orgasms had a hold on this girl’s feminine body and mind.

I knew my sister was having a good time. I knew because I was having a good time, too. Violent orgasms claimed my mind and took possession of my senses. My cumming cock was again spewing streams of sticky slick cum.

Kayla’s tight little hole didn’t have enough room to hold a big chunk of cock meat and all the liquefied male milk, too. Squishy squashy cum spurted out with each inward thrust. Milky wetness covered our loins.

Hot cream spurred my sister’s pussy to spasm again as another round of orgasms wracked her body. She wiggled and squirmed. She bucked and jumped. Her carnivorous cunt muscles were chewing my swollen cockshaft.

Every ounce of my semen and sperm was deposited inside a cozy, warm, wet vaginal vault. My cock wanted to be locked in there, too. I would have been perfectly contented to have stayed inside the welcoming womb all day and all night, but a cooler head prevailed. “Jackie,” Missy whispered. “You have to stop now. You’re going to wear our sister out. Did it feel really good, Kayla? That’s why you were screaming, isn’t it?”

“Yes baby Sis,” Kayla answered. “It feels like the most wonderful thing in the world! I love it, I love it, I do! Just wait little virgin girl, you’ll find out when Jackie fucks you!”

Spreading the lips of her preteen pussy with her fingers, Missy stared at me with hopeful anticipation and asked, “Are really going to ‘fuck’ my little pussy with your big penis, Jackie?”

“Well now girl,” I teasingly answered. “I’m not going to right now because I don’t believe my poor old cock can ‘stand up’ to the occasion for a while. Perhaps later you and I can come to some kind of mutual agreement for a time and a place to do it.”

Unlike her younger sister, Kayla didn’t ask me to kiss her, but I kissed her anyway. She eagerly kissed me back. In a husky, pussy-whipped voice I spoke in her ear, “Thank you Sis for letting me fuck your pussy. Oh Honey, I’ll remember and love you for this for always and forever!”

Jumping up from the barn floor, I grabbed a hand of each of my sisters. Together we ran naked out into the pouring summertime rain. Forgetting about time, we frolicked and played merry goosey-goosey fondling games. My hands were especially busy trying to capture and play with four tantalizing tits and two proudly puffed pussies. The girl’s hands were playing grabby-grabby cock-catching contests.

Forgetting all about soap and shampoo, we three stood under a broken barn downspout and allowed a refreshing shower of nature’s splashing water to wash the messy sex fluids from our bodies. Missy’s head of cum-soaked hair came clean. Kayla’s pubic hair and mine were cleansed of the cummy cream and the virgin blood stains.

Massaging feminine hands and drizzling rainwater was helping my erection to come back to life. Of course the biggest cock-stimulus was the sight of all those titties, pussies, and pretty asses running around before my eyes. Racing blood was running through my distended cock veins and I was swelling to a rock-hard stiffness again.

“Hey Jackie, guess what?” Missy excitedly asked. “That fella of yours looks hard again to me. You said you could fuck me when you could get it to ‘stand up’ again. Do you want to do it now? Can you make me feel the good feelings you made Kayla feel?”

Without waiting for an answer my youngest sister skipped over to a backyard picnic table and plopped her pretty little ass up on it with her legs dangling over the edge. She lay back flat and spread the crack of her pussy open.

I don’t believe I’d really had any serious intentions of actually fucking my little 11-year-old sister. Yet, the sexually curious girl seemed determined to get her brother’s 15-year-old cock inside her pussy. Oh well, if she wanted it, then I guess I could give it to her.

The rain was sprinkling softly now. I approached the naked preteen girl’s rainwater-soaked body. I believed we both had already had enough frisky frolicking foreplay. Guiding the head of my erection, I allowed it to tenderly touch her vaginal opening.

Oh shit, she wasn’t wet enough! I’d forgotten about the fact that her prepubescent vaginal hole didn’t have the same lubricating moisture as her teenaged sister’s did. Why, I would hurt her badly with my stiffened cock if I couldn’t figure out some way to ‘slick up’ her pussy!

Inspiration came suddenly. Kayla had moved closer so she could witness her younger sister’s deflowering. Reaching out, I stuck a couple of fingers up inside the teen hole I’d recently fucked. Just as I’d hoped, I found an abundance of vaginal moisture. I even found a pool of cum which had not yet dripped out.

“Kayla, Sweetheart,” I said. “How about you give me some help? Let’s get some of the wetness out of your pussy and put it into your sister’s. Let’s ‘lubricate’ her good before I fuck her.

Working as a sibling team, Kayla and I scooped out fingers-full of slippery slick pussy and cock goo and transferred it into our sister’s smaller, tighter opening. Our fingering and probing was stimulating Missy’s natural carnal desires. The hot-blooded little girl was cooing with lusty, excited cock-penetration anticipation. She was ‘ready’ and I was, too.

For additional lubrication, I pulled Kayla against me and rammed my cockshaft up into her teen pussy. Vaginal moisture coated my erection with a thick layer of feminine pussy hole goo.

Withdrawing from Kayla, I turned to the younger girl and again guided my cock to her pussy. This time my erection slipped in easily. I hit the hymen barrier I hated. I wanted it busted and I wanted it busted now! But, my conscience picked this moment to have a pang of guilt, so I hesitated. Perhaps I shouldn’t do it.

“Oh no you don’t, Jackie!” Kayla blurted. “You busted my virginal cherry so you’re going to bust Missy’s cherry, too! I’ll help you!”

Stepping behind me, Kayla placed two hands on my ass and shoved hard. My lubricated cockshaft plunged into Missy’s pussy. As the hated hymen burst, the girl on the picnic table screamed.

Guilty conscience be dammed, my sister wanted to be fucked, so fuck her I would! Besides, I gone to far to stop now. So, paying little attention to painful screams, I thrust in and out repeatedly.

Slow then quick, slow then quick my penetrating erection did pump. Painful squeals tapered off and soon were replaced by quiet, contented sighs. Mimicking her sister’s previous actions in the barn, Missy’s legs encircled my body.

As I continued my rhythmic rutting tempo, I felt my little sister’s sharp toenails digging into my flesh again. Damnit, if I live through this day, I’m giving that girl’s nails a clipping!

My swollen cock was filling Missy’s tight pussy hole with absolutely no room to spare. If not for the elasticity of vaginal flesh I guess my rigid rod would have torn the little girl apart.

Missy started cumming sooner than I thought she would. I guess the sexual excitement of this day was stimulating her female loins to the point of demanding orgasmic release. Her grasping legs pulled me as deep into her pussy as possible. Jumping, bucking hips wiggled and squirmed as orgasms ran rampant through her young body.

After one sisterly handjob and one sisterly fuckjob, I was the one needing time to be ‘warmed up’. But, my cock was warming up quickly inside Missy’s small, tight pussy. The fact that Kayla was milking my balls was another great stimulus. She had guided a few of my fingering fingers back into her wet hole and she was riding them like they were a fleshy dildo with freshly-charged batteries.

Missy was squealing with delight. She was cumming again. Kayla was quietly cumming in my hand. Despite losing my seminal load a couple of times this day, my resilient virile teenager’s cock began spilling out orgasmic fire once again. I was cumming, too!

What a fine trio of orgasming ‘former virgins’ we three were. Oh god, I had myself a pair of lusty, willing sisters right here at home to play with and enjoy! It looks like I can put away the gunnysack I was saving and I could forget about the cow-faced girl down the road I was going to use it on.

As quickly as they had come, the fires of our orgasms peaked and then flamed out. The girls and I showered under the barn downspout one more time. Leaving our clothes behind, we ran naked through the rain to the house. We dried each other off with big bath towels.

Taking a nude sister by each hand, I led them to my bedroom. We all climbed under the covers of my bed and cuddled tightly together. Subconsciously, we all realized a new chapter of lust and love had been opened in our lives.

As these sexy sisters of mine snuggled against me, I fondled their pussies and teasingly asked, “Hey girls, are you still ‘bored’?”

Giggling kisses and cock-caressing hands answered me. A soft feminine voice spoke in each of my ears, “No ‘boss’, we’re not! Why, we’re not bored at all!”

It’s Friday afternoon and I get a call from my girlfriend, Mendy. Her ex would not be taking her oldest daughter for the weekend, would I mind if Ashley, her daughter, brought Sasha, one of her friends. I said sure and didn’t give it a second thought. When I hung up the phone, it dawned on me that Mendy wouldn’t want to have sex with company in the house. Mendy is pretty loud and gets embarrassed when the kids say they could hear us last light. Damn!! I was already horny and there was going to be 3 hot females at my house all weekend, and probably wasn’t going to get any pussy.

They arrived about 8 pm. I had never met Sasha before, this 16 year old girl was hot. About 5′3″,long sandy blonde hair, just a handfull of tit, and a hard little butt. Just how I like em.

The girls ran off to the spare bedroom. Mendy said she had to work Saturday and brought a couple movies for us to watch. We plopped down on the couch and started the movie. The girls were still in the bedroom, so I ask Mendy if we could have a quickie. No she said the girls are here.

About half way thru the movie, Mendy gets ready for bed. She comes back out wearing a tiny half of a top and panties. My dick got hard just seeing her. She sat back down on the couch and covered up with a blanket. I couldn’t resist reaching over to rub her pussy. She spead her legs a little and let me work her pussy with a couple fingers. She was starting to get into it and wet, when the bedroom door flung open and the girls came out. Mendy jerked my hand away even though we were under the blanket. The sudden movement caught the girls attention and Ashley gave us a look. They sat down for a minute and was whispering and giggling to each other. Mendy had a pissed off look on her face. Ashley said dont start the other movie till we get out of the shower. They went to the guest bath, which is just off the livingroom.

When the door shut, my hand went right back to mendy’s pussy. She said, “stop it you asshole, we just got caught doing that”. “Come on” I said, we wouldn’t have got caught if you wouldn’t have jumped like that, plus they will be in there for atleast 30 to 40 minutes.” Mendy was not cooperating, and by the time I got my finger back in her pussy the bathroom door came open. Again she jerked, and again the girls saw. Ashley had forgotten to turn on the fan and they were trying to get the steam out. When the door shut, Mendy got up, called me an asshole again and went to bed.

The bathroom door opened again and Ashley made a dash for the her room. She was only wearing a towel, and when she turned to close the bedroom door, the towel opened a bit and I saw the most beautiful trimmed little bush. Ashley had left the bathroom door open and I could see Sasha standing in front of the mirror brushing her hair. Sasha was only wearing a towel also. Then she leaned close to the mirror and the towel road up. I had a real good view of those buttcheaks and the pussy between them. My dick had just settled down, but now was a raging hard on. I watched as she put on her tiny little panties and a tee shirt. She pulled her hair out of the shirt, flipped it around and looked over at me. Damn, I was caught staring, and turned away.

Sasha came over to the couch and sat down. She said, “I know what you were doing to Ashleys mom.” Ashley came out of the bedroom, put the other movie in and laid down on the floor. She was laying on her stomach and her tshirt was short enough her little ass cheaks were out. I could also see the outline of her pussy thru her panties. Sasha reached over and felt my hard on, got up and laid on the floor next to Ashley.

The movie started, I turned out the lights, and went back to the couch and laid down. There was just enough light from the tv to see Sasha reach back and pull her shirt up till it was past her panties. She pulled her panties into the crack of her ass and wiggled her ass back and forth to make sure I would see. She moved her arm underneath herself and lifted her ass up a bit. Then I saw the movement of her fingers between her legs and knew she was fingering herself and wanted me to watch. She looked back to see if I was watching and smiled when she saw I was.

About an hour into the movie, Sasha got up and said Ashley is asleep, came over and laid at the other end of the couch. Thats when I felt her foot on my dick. I said “please stop, I am so horny I am going to cum in my shorts.” Sasha said “oh dont do that”. She got on the floor with her face at my crotch and pulled my shorts down. My hard dick flopped out and her mouth went right to it. She put the head in her mouth and wrapped her lips around it. Then slowely sank her head down till she could take no more. Just as slow she lifted her head back up, then down again. This time I could feel her tongue on my shaft, the sensation was awesome. She slowly lifted and this time just bobbed up and down on the head. She had her lips tight around it and made sure the tip of my dick was against her wonderful tongue the whole time. Soon my dick swelled and I pumped a huge load into her mouth. To my surprize she didnt jerk away. She left my dick in her mouth until the twitching stopped, then swallowed my cum.

She stood up and slid her panties down. She was standing right in front of me and the light from the tv showed between her thighs. Her pussy looked so beautiful, just the smallest patch of blonde pussy hair. Her pussy was not much more than a slit with two tiny lips on each side. I pulled her to me and she sat down on my face. She pulled her pussy open so I could get to her little rosebud clit. I was licking her clit good and she grabbed a handfull of my hair and ground her pussy into my face. Her love juice was soaking my face, she finally let go of my hair and laid down next to me with her ass pointed at my still hard dick. Sasha reached back and guided my dick toward her pussy, she put my head just between her pussy lips and worked my dick back and forth over her clit. She lubed up my shaft with her juice and when it was good and slick she pushed back against me. I lifted one of her legs and felt my cock penetrate her hot little hole.

I couldnt believe how tight this 16 year old girl was. Good thing for me was 16 is the legal age in my state. I pushed her leg back down and grabbed her hip instead. She was basicly a little fuck ball, the way she was curled up. I reached for a tit with my free hand and found a hard nipple. I was really pulling her into me and fucking her hard when it dawned on me that my girlfriend was sleeping in the next room and her daughter was sleeping on the floor in front of me, And I was fucking her friend!!! I was pulling Sashas titty nipple hard and noticed she had her hand between her legs rubbing her clit. Her body quivered and her pussy got really wet. That tight, wet 16 year old pussy felt so good I never wanted to cum. I pulled out and rolled her over so I could look at what I was fucking. I watched her face as I slid my dick back in her. She looked so beautiful under me. Her firm tits shaking back and forth, her flat stomach, the tiny soft landing strip of pussy hair. Then I saw my dick sliding in and out of her tiny little hole. Sasha lifted her head to watch too and we banged foreheads. Neither of us moved our heads as we watched my dick slid in and out. Sasha quivered again and again her pussy got wetter. I hooked her shoulders and started to drill her hard. Sasha moved her head away, found my nipple and bit down on it. This was all I could take, my dick swelled again and I pumped my load deep in her pussy.

I cleaned up, pissed and went to bed. Mendy woke up and said she was sorry for calling me an asshole. She reached over and felt my dick, it was still hard from fucking that 16 year old pussy. She said “you poor thing, you must be horny”, and slid her panties down. “Why dont you fuck me now but keep it down so the girls dont wake up.” I crawled on top of her, closed my eyes and pretened I was fucking Sasha again. I blew my wad in a couple minutes. Mendy pulled her panties back up and said “there, you feel better now?” “Yep, thanks.”