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Fame has a completely different story and characters then the musical the only thing thats the same is the idea and the school which is the New York High School of Performing Arts.
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Dog's Bitch's Neighbor
It was a hard secret to keep. I thought my husband knew what I was doing with our dog at home while he was at work. He knew, by now, I liked it in bed with the dog because I got hot so quick. Never said "No." I didn't want him to know but I lusted for our dog, its tongue, cock and knot. What is a girl to do when she's helpless and being wildly almost endlessly fucked by a big, juicy cock? It made me sore...hot and happy. Lust meeting lust. My husband watched at first, pounding his meat and would come on my ass while the dog was doing its work. Then he started fucking me after we finished...and I liked it. We would both come off like never before. Now I spent most of my days feeling sexed-up for later on...quite a change from the pre-dog days!
I preferred dog to man...if I was never fucked by a man again...as long as I had a dog, it would be fine.
I had a neighbor across the street. We exchanged nods and smiles when in our yards. There was something about her that seemed naive or innocent. It was how she walked or held her head. She was a pretty thing usually wearing a light weight dress that shaped her slender figure. I noticed her legs right away. A woman always notices another woman's legs, and then her face and bust. A man sees it in different order--her bust first, then...well...it depends on the man. My neighbor's dress outlined her body when she walked, as though she was revealing herself, which she was not. But the fabric showed her off when she walked toward me. It made me hot. Not for her. Just hot. It was a sensual moment.
"Hi," I would say. "Hi, back," she said. She caught me staring once when she was bending over and must have wondered why. The dress was creasing her ass. I wished a wind had lifted it. One day I asked her in the house for a soda. We sat in the kitchen. It was a hot day so we sat and drank and talked. Her husband worked long hours. So did mine. She didn't have much to do except clean and wash and work at things in the yard. Like me. As girls do, we talked...about sex, our sex lives, our happiness (or rather unhappiness) as girls do. If it isn't unhappy, why share?
I asked her to share a beer. She said she shouldn't so I got out a couple beers and poured them for us..."It's a boring day..." I explained. She smiled that naive smile. We both relaxed a little and I told her my husband was not as nice as he seemed. Her's the same she said...we nodded in understanding.
There we were drinking beer when we shouldn't have been...you know...like naughty housewives sometimes do....Then my damned dog had to get involved. He walked into the kitchen and my neighbor patted his head. "What a nice dog," she said. Some more patting and, it was a woman, right? and the dog naturally began sniffing around...except this was my neighbor, who didn't know our secret...what do dogs know...and was licking her ankle..."He's sure a friendly dog." My eyes got cloudy a bit and I was instantly wet...like dripping. I crossed my legs for fear our dog would come on to me but he had no need for me, as it turned out.
I looked at my neighbor--at how her dress draped between her legs--and she said: "I've heard stories about dogs." I nodded and looked at her..."You know, dirty things about dogs," she continued. I was getting real hot now and it must have showed in my face. "Like what kinds of stories," I asked. My neighbor looked at me funny and smiled. I looked down at her legs. I got two more beers for us. She took a deep swallow! I tried to change the subject: "Can I fix us lunch?" I asked but my neighbor didn't answer. She had a mischievous look in her eyes and petted the dog again. In my wildest dream...but this was no dream...
My dog was licking her ankles and the red tip of his dick was out. He was licking up her leg and I looked at her and then at him. "What is he doing?" she said. "I don't know," I said. "Push him away." But she stroked his ears. "But it feels nice. I have heard about dogs like this..." She moved her dress on either side of her legs. I sucked in air. "My husband has always wanted a dog but I've said 'No.'" I could see her panties, or thong rather, and it didn't hide anything. I stared up her legs. She opened them and looked in my eyes. Her pussy lips were swollen and the thong in between. Her face was flushed now, like mine.
She looked at me as the dog kissed along her thighs. "Are you expecting anyone?" she said. "No." And now the dog was at her thighs. She was stroking his ears, "Nice doggy." He was licking ever closer to her cunt. He knew the routine with me and she was a woman. He knew what to do, where to lick. My neighbor was naked under her dress--just the line of thong--I knew he could smell her juices and I saw her dark hairs and the dog, well, he didn't care if they were dark or blonde like mine...he didn't care if it was me or her or any woman. He wanted the sweet taste of pussy. She pushed his face away and looked at me. "He won't hurt you," I said, "It's just a dog." "Do you think..." she said. "Just let him give you a little lick and then push him down," I teased. "Go on. It's just the two of us girls." She had another swallow of beer. What is it about girls and beer? Most won't drink it and say they prefer wine. But give me a girl who likes a beer and that's a girl who's more open to things. I drank some of mine and looked at her. "Well," she said. "Get on your hands and knees," I said. She stared at me in disbelief. "You're a bitch...a dog's bitch...like me. Try it. One lick will tell you. It's just the two of us." If there was a moment when she would leave, this was it. I thought she might storm off for home. I looked at her like: So what? It gets me off. She knew my secret then. The corners of her mouth were in a dirty smile, her eyes flashing.
"I don't want to do this," she lied. "Get down on your knees," I told her. She just sat there in her chair, like she didn't hear me...then she opened her legs. "Well, he's such a nice dog. Maybe one lick won't hurt." She patted its head, encouraging him. The dog resumed his licking of her thighs. His tail was wagging. I knew he had her scent. He kept at her, finally touching her cunt with his long tongue...her legs spasmed and her fingers went to his ears. The first touch of her cunt by a long slurping dog tongue. Too much for any woman to resist. I knew those thigh movements...the dog knew what to do...He gave her another tentative lick. Maybe she tasted different from me. She played with his ears. It was very quiet in the kitchen just then. He licked her again and she squirmed in her chair, scooting forward, waiting for more, cuddling his face into her cunt. God was I wet! This was new for me, too, watching. My first time. I reached for her legs. It startled her and she looked up. I petted the dog's back. Her legs were soft. The dog looked at me when I touched him and then went back to her, licking again. He had her taste. Different but good. He licked up one side, up the other and again, massaging her cunt lips, stroking her clit. She closed her eyes and held herself for more. Her legs twitched. She began to tremble.
"Get on your knees!" I said again. I was so hot just watching them and was fingering myself. She finally got off the chair and onto her hands and knees. I pulled up her dress and pulled down the thong, helping our dog onto her back. "I shouldn't be doing this," she said but her breathing was fast and her words whispered. She arched her back, lifting her ass. He was into it now, too. His dick out and dripping. He was gripping her back, licking her neck and hair. I spread her and guided his cock between her ass cheeks. Her hand reached underneath trying to position his cock...then she gripped my leg "Put him in me! Do it!" she said. I spread her cunt lips and guided his cock, the dog jabbed and poked and finally he was in her. He got frantic...dancing on her ass and gripping, pressing in her more. A new sweet pussy...different but sweet and willing and wet. She tightened her grip on my leg and he buried himself, plunging inside. Her breath was hot on my legs and she held on. The dog was gripping her sides, lifting her cunt, his whole long cock, pushing in, harder and fucking her with urgency. She gasped, releasing my leg, putting both hands in her face, sucking air, shaking her head from side to side. Her hand reached up to feel his cock buried in her. Dog cum was spilling on the floor. I was shaking, too, fingering myself, closing my eyes. Listening to the passion of dog lust with his hot new bitch. She was saying "No, no, no, no, n n no!" I knew what she meant. She had never come like this before.
She was out of breath and spread as wide as she could to help the dog cock...but it was over now. She was still gulping air and exhausted. The dog was panting, too, as he stood down, licking at her ass, licking up her juices and his too. Like a gentle lover, licking his bitch down from the top, tongueing her down, licking his own dick back into its sheath, just the tip showing, in and out as he licked himself some more. He looked at me and I patted his head. My neighbor still on all fours, still dripping, embarrassed but happy. I pulled her dress to cover her ass, her skin glowing and put her beer in her hand. She needed a drink. She sat back on the chair, taking a deep swallow. "I've never done that before." "Me either...until last month." She laughed at that and drank more beer. The dog looked at us both, side to side. "Good dog," I said. "Very good dog," my neighbor replied, smiling, looking down, a little ashamed. "My husband likes to watch," I said. "I've never been so..." she started. "Hot!" I finished. The dog looked up at me, approaching, but I pushed him away and he went to his corner. "Not now," I said. Maybe later, I thought.
I didn't see her until a few days later when she came out into the yard. Following behind was their new dog! She looked at me, a big smile on her face. "Good morning," she said. "Back at you," I smiled in return.
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      TERRI'S FANTASY
It started one night when I was out for a drink with my friend Tracy. She asked me whether I had ever heard of women having sex with dogs, I said no. Tracy gave me a story she had downloaded of the net.
 Before I go any further I will tell you about my self, im 5 ft 5 ins tall with a curvy 38-26-36 figure. With long brown hair and brown eyes.
When I got home my husband was in bed, so I sat down and started to read the story, it was about a young woman and her dog. The dog started off by licking her pussy. The more I read the more aroused I became, and it wasn't long before I had taken my knickers off and was playing with my self. I don't know why but the thought of a dogs long tongue licking my pussy real
Before I had finished the story I had made myself cum three times.
I went to bed, but I couldn't go to sleep, all I could think about was sex with a dog. I have a black Labrador called Jojo and I wondered if I could try it with him.
The next day I got the e-mail of the author of the story I had read. I e-mailed him saying how much I enjoyed reading his story, and how wet it made me. I also asked him if it was normal to be so turned on by this sort of story. He replied that a lot of the women he knew get turned on by it, and a few had realised there fantasies and being fucked by a dog, he then said how much they had enjoyed it.ÂÂ
The next night when checking my e-mail I found a couple of short movie clips. Which showed a woman on her hands and knees with a dog fucking her. Whilst watching these I could feel myself getting wet, I quickly took my knickers off opened my legs, and pushed two fingers in my sopping wet cunt and fucked my self, imaging it was a dog cock going in and out of my cunt, I came twice before the film ended. And went to bed determined to find out more.
I e-mailed Paul the next day asking him how to get started. He suggested getting Jojo to lick my pussy to start, and to put some honey on my pussy.
Just thinking about Jojo licking my pussy made me wet, and I couldn't wait to try it.
 so the next time I was alone in the house I stripped all my clothes off, and sitting in a chair started to play with myself, rubbing my tits, playing with my nipples, pinching them between my finger and thumb, until they came out nice and hard, making them tender to my touch.
Sliding a hand down I opened my legs slid a finger down my slit and pushed it into my cunt, I had never felt myself so wet, I knew I could wait no longer.
I smeared some honey on my pussy, pushing some into my cunt. Calling Jojo across I pulled him between my legs. After a couple of sniffs he stuck out his tongue and licked my pussy, the feeling of his long tongue licking my pussy was fantastic. I opened my legs as wide as I could, so his tongue had easy access, I then laid back and let him lick me, I put my hands back onto my tits tweaking my nipples and grabbing my firm tits. Jojo's tongue was pushing into my cunt I had never felt anything like it before and I heard myself saying go on Jojo lick my pussy, make me cum, I felt my body start to shake and tremble, and knew it wouldn't be long before I came.
I let out a groan of pleasure, and my legs clamped Jojo's head as I shouted FUCK IMMM CCCCUUUUUMMMMMIINNNNGGGGG, Jojo kept on licking I can never remember cumming as much as this before. His tongue working on my pussy was getting me going again. Looking down I could see his cock poking out of its sheath, I leant foreword and gently got hold of it, sliding my hand up and down his sheath like it was a mans cock. Before long all of his cock was out, I was surprised how big it was, bigger than my husbands.
The end was pointed and the cock was red and veined, there was a clear juice dripping out the end. I let some drip onto my hand, and I bought it up to my mouth and licked it. It tasted quite nice.
Jojo's was still licking my pussy and I came again coating his nose in my cum, Jojo seemed to love this, and licked even more.
Looking at the time I realised that I had better get dressed as my husband would soon be home.
The next time it was as if Jojo knew what was coming, he followed me about pushing his nose into my pussy every chance he got. This made my pussy wet, just thinking about his long dog tongue licking my cunt, and the feeling I got as it entered me and licked me inside.
As soon as I had my clothes off he started to lick me. I laid on the floor and he got between my legs and licked my pussy. He didn't need any honey this time, so he must have liked the smell and taste of my pussy.
I pulled the lips of my fanny apart so Jojo's tongue could get in further my clit was standing up hard and very sensitive and his nose was pushing against it as he tried to get his tongue deeper into me
I was moaning and groaning with pleasure as his beautiful long tongue bought me nearer to a orgasm. My whole body seemed to tingle with lust and pleasure as his tongue did its work. My breathing was becoming faster, and my stomach was quivering as I felt my first orgasm getting near, I pulled Jojo's head closer to my cunt as I screamed out loud and grabbed both off my tits pulling my nipples hard as my body shook with the force off my orgasm.
I pushed Jojo's head away, and getting on to my knees, stroked his head, and told him what a good dog he was.
Getting hold of his cock I gently started to pull his sheath back to reveal his big cock. There was a lot of precum dripping out of the end, so remembering what it tasted like last time I put my head down and licked it. It tasted better than I remembered so I put my whole mouth over it, sliding my lips up and down his big cock, I could taste his love juice as it ran into my mouth and slid down my throat.
Jojo started to fuck my mouth with his cock, so I tightened my lips around his cock and let him carry on. I could feel the end of his cock hitting the back of my throat as he pushed harder and faster.ÂÂ
My hand was on my fanny fingering myself and rubbing my clit, which was hard and stuck out like a little cock. My love juice was running out of my fanny and down my leg, I was that wet.
Jojo' got faster as he pumped his big dog cock into my mouth, I felt him tense up, and then what seemed like pints of hot cum filled my mouth, I tried very hard to swallow it all but couldn't and some ran out of my mouth onto the floor. It was so hot and I could feel it going down my throat into my stomach.
As I felt Jojo cumming in my mouth I pushed another finger into my cunt and fingered myself faster and harder, and I had another orgasm as Jojo's was cumming in my mouth.
Once again I had to finish what I was doing, as I didn't want to get caught, I don't know what my husband would say if he caught the dog fucking me.
Again I went to bed feeling satisfied but determined to let Jojo fuck me next time, and make me his bitch, I went to sleep and dreamt of being fucked by his big cock.
It was a week before I got another chance, and all week I had been thinking about his cock. So you can imagine when I got the chance I was soon out of my clothes, Jojo was already there trying to lick my pussy. His cock was already pocking out of his sheath, so I got down and put my mouth over it, pulling his sheath back so I could get more into my mouth.
The feelings that I had about letting Jojo fuck me where lust and knowing that it was different being fucked by a dog made it even more sensual.
My pussy was already wet, and when I put my finger up and fingered myself it got even wetter.
I didn't want Jojo to cum in my mouth this time, I wanted his cum in my cunt. So I took my mouth of his cock.
I put some old socks on his front legs so that he didn't scratch me. And got onto my hands and knees, Jojo came up behind me, and licked me from my cunt to my arse, sending shivers down my spine.
After licking me for a while I felt his paws on my back, and looking between my open legs I could see him move his body forwards. I felt his paws on my shoulders, and his cock stabbing against the cheeks of my arse. Putting my hand between my legs I guided his cock towards my cunt, as soon as he felt my hand on his cock he started to fuck my hand. I pushed my body back and felt the tip of his cock enter my pussy. I nearly came then it felt so good, at the next push it went in all the way and my cunt was stretched as it went in, my whole body was trembling and I screamed as I came.
Jojo was now fucking me really fast, faster than I had ever been fucked by a man, Jojo's back legs where pushing on the floor as he tried to push more of his cock into me. I have never felt anything like it in my life, and I was meeting his thrusts pushing myself back onto his gorgeous dog cock. I couldn't stop cumming, and I was screaming at Jojo FUCK ME JOJO FUCK ME FUCK ME HARD .
It then that I felt his knot pushing against the lips of my fanny, opening me up as Jojo tried to push it in. All my senses had gone I was like a animal, and all I wanted was fucking, I could feel our combined juices running down my legs, as Jojo pushed his big cock in I could hear it squelch as the love juice was forced out of my fanny.
I desperately wanted his big knot in me, and pushed back really hard, my pussy lips opened and I felt it enter me, I could feel the tip of his cock hitting my cervix as he continued to pound me. His knot was pushing against my G spot as he pushed his cock into me, I was trembling and shaking and I just kept cumming. I was continually moaning and groaning as this lovely black Labrador fucked me and made me his bitch.
Jojo was fucking me now with smaller strokes but still pushing just as hard and just as fast. I could feel his fur on my back and his legs where gripping me on the sides of my body. Jojo tensed up and I felt his cock twitch inside me, then he filled me with his hot cum, filling me up with his sperm, I came again as I felt his cum hit the walls of my fanny. I was a quivering wreck and if it wasn't for his cock holding me up I would have collapsed.
Jojo stood still but just my movement was enough for his knot to catch my G spot and give me another orgasm, I don't know how many times I came I lost count.
For about 20 min Jojo was tied with me, then with a loud plop his cock came out, his cum ran down my legs and onto the floor.
When his cock was pulled out my pussy felt empty, as if I was already missing that big dog cock.
Jojo licked all our cum off my fanny and the floor, he then licked his cock clean. I laid on the floor for a while getting my strength back, then I staggered into the shower and afterwards into bed.
Just before I went to sleep I thought I will have to do this again. But that's another story.
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March 2007 Story of the Month--Kalla
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Kalla
by Hanes-el
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Chapter 1
It was the first and only day that I can recall that I slept in. It’s not why I
remember the day so, but the day is probably why I remember that I slept in. It
was her birthday. Her fourteenth birthday, and the day that she was to be
inducted as Queen of Kalla. I don’t know why but the dream that pressed me to
sleep longer then I should have, was of the day that caused Dakota to so
prematurely acquire her duties as ruler.
My eyes broke open in panic with mother shaking me half to death. I was
disoriented and scared. Mother’s hands slipped from my sweating arms. Reality
faded back to me and when my mind caught sight of light breaking through the
glass hole in the wall; my slowing heart broke into a sprint again. I ripped
the sheets from above me and jumped out of bed. Mother’s cries of shame and
fear back dropped my frantic race to dress myself; no time for bathing.
Skipping from my bedroom attempting to fit my last shoe on, I headed for the
kitchen.
Breaking through the swinging doors, I searched in shame where everybody stood
waiting. Why did I sleep in, why today, of all days, the most important one of
her life? Thankfully, two chefs were already waiting by the door for me. That
would save me from having to walk between the dozen faces staring down at me.
Holding my arms out, the taller of the two chefs placed the highly decorated silver
tray in my grip. Speedily, I walked back up the grand staircase to my master’s
room, eyes all around me staring.
Everybody in the palace knew me, at least if they had met Dakota, chances are
they met me as well. And even while working in the palace without ever meeting
the royal family, one would know at least of the highest servants under them,
the ones who you must step aside to. I was Dakota’s head servant, my mother was
her mother’s, the preceding Queen’s head servant, and a man named Phillip held that
title for the prior King.
I stood before her door as the shorter of the two sentries before it pulled a
key out and unlocked it. I looked timidly at the more handsome sentry who
pretended to look away, searching for anything that might attempt unlawful
entry.
Balancing the tray on my right arm as the shorter sentry turned and resumed
staring away from the doorway, I turned the handle and pushed the very heavy
solid wood door open. I slipped in and shut the door behind me.
I walked through the small front room and into the bedroom of the Princess. My
chest exhaled a huge sigh of relief. She was still asleep. She also seemed
determined to enjoy every minute of that twenty-five hour day.
Every organ in my body freed itself from the tense grip all the other servant
in the house put on me. With Dakota, I was always free, she didn’t care if I
was late or imperfect; she cared for me as a friend, which is what mother said
was exactly what I existed for. The head servant’s primary goal is to be a
friend first and a waiter second; at childhood, she had said, this is the most
important rule of all. Since the age of three, I was a subject to the Princess.
And at seventeen years, I was soon to become the head servant and best friend
to the Queen of Kalla, one of most powerful empires on the planet. I was one of
the farthest from royalty in the land but I held nearly as much power and
influence as a royal, at least inside the palace.
I set the breakfast tray on the side table and rushed to the mirror to fix my hair.
It wasn’t much more than a minute before I was done. I kept it short and
comfortable. Dakota loved it. I had almost gotten in trouble because of it.
Dakota became so entranced in my hair that she once began begging the Queen to
have her own hair cut short. At a younger age with the Princess’s hair cut like
mine, we would look very much like sisters, something that the Queen would not
stand for. Mother talked to Dakota though and she stopped bugging the Queen
about a haircut. I think that she became more aware of how the Queen began
treating me while she pleaded to her that she wanted to look like her servant,
a mere commoner.
I stood before the side of Dakota’s bed watching the young girl squirm around
on her stomach in her sleep. As her friend and servant, it was me who was
instructed to teach the happenings of puberty to the young Princess. I had only
begun experiencing it a few years before her but mother had said that with my
education from her, and with my own findings with my own body, I would be the
best candidate. The Queen herself found the topic of sex all too enjoyable for
her own being, but felt herself unfit for discussion of the moralities of
growing into a woman to her developing daughter.
It was not easy for me to teach the Princess but she made it as easy as
possible. Like the stories mother taught me of the Queen, Dakota followed quite
well in the curiosity of her sexual being. I had learned the entire history of
the royal family and every quirk of the current one so that I might have best
served my young master, so rarely was I surprised with inconsistencies in
Dakota. At first, she felt that I was too smart for her, but quickly enough,
she embraced my knowledge and looked to me as the older sister with all the
answers to her life. There were no secrets between us.
Staring down to her small squirming body pleasuring itself in a dream, I
thought of the all the times that she had challenged me with her questions and
without an answer, she pressed forward for an experiment to find one.
I looked to the large grandfather clock against the wall, the ninth hour it
held. I moved to the bed unwillingly. I didn’t want to be the cause of breaking
her dream short. I removed her sheet to her feet with the crumbled and kicked
away blanket. Her face gleamed with the tiniest layer of sweat.
Dakota had complained before about waking her up in such dreams. I had always
defended myself with what mother had taught me. Dreams are left unremembered if
they end, waking up during the course of one is what is best, what allows you
to remember and cherish them so. Dakota, reluctant to accept such an idea, but
knowing after a fight with the Queen after being late one morning from me not
waking her, that if being forced to wake up, at least raise her in a manner
which would please her more. Having already the knowledge of both our sexual
beings between us two, I had a pretty good idea what she was hinting at. Two
weeks after that comment, I had acted and was confirmed correct in her true
meaning.
Dakota had clearly been having a whole streak of these wonderful dreams for her
cotton night pants had been removed and kicked down under her sheet to her
blanket.
Dakota loved the feel of silk but when presented one birthday with a whole
wardrobe of silk night clothes, she quickly learned that she did not like silk
so much as to have it covering her entire body. The night pants and shirt were
the doings of the King after a year of unsuccessful fighting with her to wear
underwear, or to at least stop running through the palace in the morning in her
nightgown. That was a year of tremendous stress for the sentries and servants
of the house. Everyone one feared to even look at the Princess in horror of
what the King might assume. Much tribulation was bestowed among the palace when
the two piece pants and shirt were forced onto the young Princess.
Dakota now chooses to wear undergarments on rare occasions, choosing being the
important word. Forcing her to do anything will show just how royal she is. The
Queen learned such very quickly when she personally dressed her with underwear
for weeks and received reports after of servants and sentries around the palace
finding the Princess’s used underwear lying around in plain view.
I set my hand on the sweat of the young Princess’s butt. Slowly I pressed my
hand down between her legs and began massaging the tiny slit. An audible moan
broke the room, a sign that surprisingly pleased me. I could please the
Princess more than her own fantasies played out in a second world. Moving my
small fingers up and down slowly over the heated bulge between her legs, I
began applying more pressure. There was more liquid under her butt cheeks than
just sweat, I could feel that clearly as the prints of my fingers became glazed
with an almost oily substances radiating from the crack below them.
The increasingly heavy breathing from the Princess shifted from her small noisy
nostrils to her now open mouth. Air flooded through the new larger opening. I
continued rubbing the smooth untarnished skin. She would wake up soon.
With her mouth open, she accidently moaned herself awake softly. She opened her
eyes just slightly and looked at me. She still had the small crusting eye
fluids in the corners of her eyes, the light had yet to break fully into her pupils
and break her mind open into the real world. I saw her close her eyes again.
She wanted to play a little longer. If she didn’t think about anything, she
could drift back into the dream she just left and live with her fantasy as I
finished her off.
I climbed as gently onto the bed as I could. It was the softest bed I had ever
touched. I hovered over the young Princess and slowly listened for a minute,
maybe two, but no more. Her breathing shifted back into sleep. As easily as I
could, I maneuvered my balance to my knees and took hold of her body. Her body
was royal to every extreme; the softest skin I had ever felt with no blemishes,
and all this with her own refusal to touch make up. The most the Princess used
was a moderate moisturizer on rare occasions. Slowly I turned her body over
onto its back.
I set my own body to the right of her and pressed my hand comfortably onto the
whole of her exposed vagina. I pushed my hand into it and began caressing the
bare bulge; only few of the softest hairs had grown in. My hand slid easily
over it repeatedly from the lubrication seeping through her crevice. The
Princess’s breathing quickened again. Without the stimulation of her nipples
and stomach squirming on the sheets, she would wake easier out of her deteriorating
fantasy. But I knew how to counter such loss of stimulation while having her
wake up in time.
Her breathing shifted. Bad for me that was. She was reawaking, and on her back,
she would receive the full light of the sun in her eyes forcing her into cognitive
thought and preventing her from more sleep.
Quickly, I singled out my index finger and slid it over the little nub inside
her slit. She was fading from her mental fantasy quickly but her physical one
was just about to peak. I pulled my index finger back and arched it as to rest
the tip against the top of her pleasure nub, her personal reference to it.
Slowly I drove my finger into her while gliding the length of my finger over
her nub. In and out I repeated with growing speed. Dakota’s breathing became
panting. I had few seconds before she would wake.
I pressed my thumb onto the top of her bulge, squeezing the fatty tissue
between my moving index finger and thumb. Her vaginal fluids ran down the back
of my intruding finger and drained out the tiny opening it made into the open
air; a tiny opening it was, but still an opening nonetheless compared to the
incredibly tightly closed lips of her vagina.
In the fuzzy world between consciousness and unconsciousness, Dakota’s vocal
cords quivered in moans as her hips began shivering. Neither of us two knew
whether she was awake or not but the high of her orgasm pushed her out of
whatever world she currently occupied and into a black one where the only one
of five senses she used was her touch.
Her small legs squeezed together as her surprisingly strong vaginal muscles
squeezed my index finger, almost as if they were sucking me in. Her twitching
sweaty legs broke at the knees and began rising a bit as her butt cheeks
pressed themselves into the soft mattress. The Princess’s head jerked about
with her eyes scrunched shut as a constant tone reverberated from her throat.
She was holding her breath. Her entire body was tense. I think I might have
outdone myself today. I wish my birthday started out this well.
Her meek moans became pulses as her little hips bumped up and down. I wiggled
my finger around inside of her. Her moans broke into spurted grunts. Her
self-made liquids oozed over my finger as her orgasm peaked. Just to tease her
a bit more, I ripped my finger out of her legs; I thrust it back in. She was in
climax and I repeatedly jammed the entire length of my finger inside of her,
took it all the way out, and jammed it back in. It was not an easy task; her
contracting muscles sure did not agree with my teasing finger as they fought
for it to remain motionless.
Dakota’s body began writhing a bit. She was crossing into a second,
simultaneous orgasm. In and out, in and out; I jammed my finger through her
body and fought against her strong vaginal muscles that gripped and sucked at
my finger. More liquid spilled from her tiniest little slit and down her butt
crack onto her sheets.
One last time, I jabbed my finger into her and pressed my palm into her
engorged bulge.
Squeezing my palm into her swollen vagina, I felt her muscles begin relaxing.
Her eyes opened and she stared at me.
“If only all my birthday presents were that incredibly great,†she gasped.
“You’re becoming Queen today,†I reminded in attempt to draw attention away
from having just masturbated her.
“I’m still Dakota to you,†she cried as I slowly slipped my soaking finger from
her vagina.
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My name is Wendy and I'd like to tell you about me since I am featured in some of the stories on this website.
When I had only been married three of four months my husband Steve began talking about wanting to see me getting fucked by another man. I told him no way! He kept telling me how much he wanted to see another cock slid into my pussy and how erotic he thought it would be. Every time he talked about it I told him no way.
One evening Steve told me if I wouldn't fuck someone for him then at least he wanted me to pose naked so her could have some pics to look at when ever he wanted to. We barrowed a cheap camera and took some pics, I thought it was kind of fun.&nbs Steve told me he still wanted to see me getting fucked and wanted a picture of someones cock up my pussy. For some reason I began to think about that, after a time it began to make me all warm deep in my pussy. As Steve persisted in his desire to have a pic of me with a strang cock in my cunt I desided if that what it takes to make him happy maybe I would do it. Steve contacted his friend Monty to see if he had a camera, I knew Monty a little, he was a nice man, kind of old, but nice. I thought what the hell I could let him fuck me if thats what Steve wanted. Monty did not have a camers but said he had a friend who had some very nice camera stuff. Steve told Monty to line up the camera guy and set a night for the pics. As I made ready for the photo session I bathed, that made my pussy begin to tingle. I thought, Wow I'm going to be naked in front Monty and a stranger. What would the stranger look like, would my haked body turn Monty and the stranger on? I secretly hoped so! I did my hair, put on my makeup and perfume. I decided not to ware a bra as I have very nice 'B' cup tits with fairly large nipples and very big areolias and my nipples were hard a rocks any way. I had just shaved my pussy nice and smooth so I chose no panties either, I was getting wetter by the moment. When we arrive at Monty's the photographer was not there yet so we sat talking about about nothing important. I wanted to get it over with, let this guy take the pics and we would leave. I was even begining to have second thoughts, until Bob showed up that is. He was nice looking with an average body but he was very nice, he was easy to talk to, his manner put me a ease very quickly, in fact it was easy to like him. Thinking about letting him see my naked body was turning my on, my pussy was tingling and I wanted to parade in front of him. As we talked Steve said "Hey hun why don't you show them what you've got?" I was so excited as I stood and began to unbutton the three big buttons on my dress. I thought wow I really am getting naked for these three men, may heart was pounding, I was shaking ever so slightly and my pussy was on fire. I slowly undid the belt buckle, as I let it fall to the floor the dress began to open. I was looking down the front as it began to gap open my pussy came into view for these ment to see, I put my hand on my hips to stop it opening further, letting there eyes gaze at my pussy, Bob clicked the first pic. I wanted them to see my naked body first one sholder then the other as I let my dress fall to the floor. I was finally naked for them I was so very wet I had never felt such a rush, I cupped my tits and pinched my nipples, it felt so good to show off my body, I had had no idea I would get so turned on I was not shy about letting them see me I wanted each one of them to get a hard on from looking at me. Bob was clicking of pic after pic as I displayed my nude figure for them. Steve stood and began to play with my tits, it felt so gooooood, I moaned as he tweeked my nipples. Monty stood and began to tweeked my nipple, I was very exciting to have men playing with my tits! Steve told Monty to take off his clothes, both men were naked now, sucking my tits and caressing my slender frame, Steve slipped a finger in my cunt causing me to shutter and gasp, I didn't want this to stop, I wanted to cum, I needed to cum. Monty sat in a big arm chair as Steve guided me over to him and lowered me down on to his lap. Monty began to suck on my nipples as Steve put his head between my thighs and placed his tongue on my clit. I let out a long low moan as I leaned back in Monty's arms letting them explore my body as Bob clicked away. Steve pulled me up and repositioned me then lowered me back on to Monty's lap. I felt Monty's cock slide into my pussy, Steve stepped back for a better look and told Bobn to get some good pics of Monty's cock in my pussy. I was so horny that I ddin't even think about this not being Steve fucking me. For the first time another man had his cock up my cunt and I loved it. Before I was ready to quit Steve told me to get up he wanted pics of his cock inside me so I sat on his cock, we began to fuck for real, here I was fucking my husband while two guy watched. My pussy was on fire like no other time in my life, I was moaning "Oh yes fuck me honey, let them watch your cock go in me, Oh make me cum!" In the middle of this Bob announced he was out of film. I didn't pay any attention, I was getting fuck and I didn't wan it to stop. With out warning Steve told me to get off, he went and sat down by Monty and began to shoot the shit. I couldn't believe it, he had left me high an dry. I stood there in unbelief, Steve the guy who couldn't get enough pussy had pulled out before either of us came. I just stood there naked as Bob finished putting away his equipment not quite knowing how to proceed because I was so damn horny I wanted to get fucked properly. Jus as Bob finished putting away his stuff Steve said, "Why don't you fuck Bob?" Thats all it took, I was on Bob in a flash, I pulled down his jogging shorts and boxers in one motion as he lifted off his shirt. I pushe him to the floor as I stroked his cock to life. I was so fucking hot that I wasn't going to pass up this chance to get fucked. My pussy wa so wet I needed no lubrication to take Bob's cock into my pussy as I lowered my cunt on to his stiff cock. I was so ready for this that I nearly came as I was lowerinf my pussy on to his cock. It felt soooo gooood to get his cock in side me. "Oh Fuck" I said "your cock feels so good inside me!" I began to slid up and down his cock, slowly at first just enjoying the feel of it inside me, now faster and faster as I began to build to my first climax. It didn't take long for the first one to hit and it was great but just as quickly I was on my way to a second climax, I leaned forward to rub my nipples on Bob's harry chest and whispered in his ear, "I'm going to cum on you", "Do you like to fuck me?" Bob said yes he liked it very much. My pussy was tighting up on his cock as I neared my second climax, suddenly I began to shutter I threw my head back as my eyes rolled back in my head and I came. It was so fucking increadable to fuck this new friend in front of my husband, I think this was the most powerful climax I had ever had. I still wanted more cock I wasn't ready to stop nor would I stop until I was ready. As I came down from that one I told Steve I had just had one hell of a powerful climax, he looked at me and smiled his approval. I was riding Bob very slowly circling my pussy rather than stroking his cock, I found that when I pressed back as I leaned forward making my tits dance on his chest it sent new waves of pleasure through my pussy. I was quickly building to my third climax, never had I been so turned on, My husband approved of me fucking another man and infact wanted me to do it in front of him so he could see this mans cock entering my cunt. I positioned myself so that my feet were on the floor with legs wide spread bouncing up and down on Bob's cock making my husbands wish to see another mans cock entering my cunt. Straddling Bob in this position put a new presure on my pussy, I began to groan in a very low tone "Ooooooooooo Yessssssssss, Oooooooooooo Yesssssssssss!" I was surprized at this new very deep tone coming from me, I had never Moaned like this before, it just kept coming over and over and louder and louder I could not stop moaning like this. I was so ready to cum when Bob said, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." I couldn't take it any more I felt his hot cum burst inside me which triggered the most increadable climax I had ever had. I fell forward on his chest realishing in the most satisfing climax of my life, my pussy clamped tightly around his still stiff cock. Neither of us moved for several minutes his cock twitched in my tightly clamped pussy for several minutes, it felt so good I wished it would never stop. After we got home Steve told me how much he enjoyed watching my fuck Bob, he ask me if I liked it. What could I say other than Yes! This had been an increadabe night! Steve was so hot that he just had to fucked me again. Over the next several days I kept thinking about fucking Bob and how much I enjoyed it, I wanted to do it again and soon. I didn't now it at the time but I was well on my way to becoming a slut wife. Luv, Wendy P.S. the above story is true only the names were changed to protect the guilty.
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My father remarried a terrible woman when I turned 15 who brought along a hellspawn daughter into our family. My new step sisters name was Samantha. She was 16, had a freckeld face, green eyes, long red hair, and all too perfect body. She was about 5' 6" with smallish perky tits. Her heart shaped ass was amazing.
Being that Samantha was a year older than me made her feel like she had the run of the house. She could get away with murder and blamed me for everything. I was grounded several times for events I had nothing to do with. From letting the dog out of the house, to breaking an expensive dish we had mounted in the dining room. And she was always dressing in skimpy clothing as if purposely taunting me.
One morning I was sitting at breakfast when Sam
That night, I rushed into the bathroom to take a shower before her. I knew she would take one after me. I had to watch her wander around the pool all day in a bikini and have her flash glimpses of her tits and pussy when nobody else was around. My cock was already rock hard as I closed and locked the bathroom door,undressed, and started the shower. I was in luck when I found a pair of her panties in the laundry hamper. I would use those to help get me off. I took out her tooth brush and rubbed it against the under side of my cock, knowing it would be in her mouth. I also managed to get some pre-cum on the bristles.
All the build up from the day had my cock raging. I took her bottle of shampoo and opened the cap. Using her panties, I wrapped them around my cock and stroked it. The smooth purple cotton material felt wonderful. Each stroke inched my closer to her. I could feel the cum welling up inside. I steadied the open top of the shampoo bottle at the tip of my cock just as I was coming. I sent 4 streams of cum into it waiting for her to mix with her hair. Her shampoo was a pearly white anyway so she would never notice.
My cock still stood as if there was more to be done. I grabbed the sponge she used in the tub and rubbed that on my cock. I would cum in that too. I jerked the panties more and built another load to sit in her sponge. I grabbed the bottle of soap she would use and added some cum from the sponge to the soap. Now being spent, I finished my shower and put everything back for the unsuspecting victim. As I left the bathroom as I had found it, I yelled to Sam "Shower is yours Sam!"
I waited in my room as I heard her close the bathroom door. It seemed like forever before I heard the water begin to run. Her normal routine would be to brush her teeth, get in the tub, probably shave, then wash her body and hair. That would mean first, my pre-cum would be srubbed into her mouth. Then as she washed her body with her sponge and soap, she was rubbing in my seed to her entire body. I can only imagine it swirling in the water around her pussy. She would then lean her head back to wet it, then apply the river of cum and shot into her shampoo.
25 minutes later she came out without saying a word and went to her room for bed. I was again raging hard at all the thoughts of what had probably transpired. My cum seeping through her unsuspecting hair. I wondered if she had picked up a strange taste from her tooth brush? My plan was not complete. I was now more horny than when it had begun.
I waited until about 2AM when the house had been silent for long. I crept out of my room down the hall to hers. She was asleep and her door was partly open. I crept in. She was laying in bed on her side facing away from the door. Her long red hair draped down in front of me. My cock wanted to leave more for her. I pulled it out through my shorts and began to jerk off over her head. I looked down at her face as she slept in peace. I began to feel the warmth stream up my shaft. I aimed my cock at her hair and shot one stream after another of my hot sticky seed into her hair. I clang to it like sticky glue. I milked every last ounce of it until it was all over her head. I put myself away and crept back to my room.
I don't know what happened to her when she woke up, but I knew she was taking another shower in the morning when I awoke.
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Aunt Joyce had gone from a simple older woman that was content with sitting at home, reading a book to where she wass now. There is where I came along, with my fertive desire to stick my hard rod into her honey pot. I had been wanting to fuck her for the longest time, but how do you approach your aunt and ask her if she would like to have sex? I can't think of a way; but the opportunity presented itself and I went for it. When I first slid my hard cock inside her unused pussy, she didn't know what to feel. At first, I'm sure that it hurt- with her vagina not having any action for many years. But then, I suppose all the feelings that she used to have whenever her husband used to plow through her cunt, came back to her. You could tell the
She shouted that she couldn't believe that she had missed this feeling for all these many years. But, then something happened that would change both of our lives- a dog named Pounder. I had this crazy and wild idea that I would love to see Aunt Joyce getting fucked by a dog. Just the thought of this possibility gave me the hardest erection that I have ever had. "Yeah, I would love to see her being fucked by a rapid fire dog's cock- with it banging her ass as fast as he could go", I thought to myself.
Well, I devised a plan where I would be in the bed with Aunt Joyce, fucking away and bring Pounder onto the bed and let him take over my place in her fucking. This plan did more than work- it screwed up our lives. In the process of fucking her, I patted my leg to signal Pounder to hop up on the bed- which he obeyed to the tee. As I quickly moved over, Pounder began humping Aunt Joyce with a desire that I had not ever seen. At first, she  knew that something was up, and, in fact, scolded Pounder to get off her, but to no avail, because Pounder just kept up his rapid fucking of Aunt Joyce's large pussy.
After several lunges from Pounder, she began to feel the incredible sensation of having a 10 inch dog's cock sliding quickly in and out of her vaginal entrance. Aunt Joyce began to shout at the top of her lungs, "FFUUCCKKK GODDAMNIT!!!! UUUUHHHH AAAAHHHHH He's so big inside me!!- but it feels so good!! This is the best feeling that I have ever had!! OOOHHH SSSHHHIIITT- I can feel his cock getting hot. I think he is going to cum in me. OOOHHH YYYEEEAAYY Here it comes- FUCK, his cum is
hot!!! OOOHHH YYEEAAHH!!!
With those few words, Aunt Joyce had just become a dog lover. She got to where she would no longer fuck me, but wanted Pounder, instead. I had no one to use my horny prick on, except on the floor, while using my hand.
Each day, you could hear Aunt Joyce and Pounder fucking like there was no tomorrow; however Pounder got to where he wanted to fuck Aunt Joyce almost all the time. They would have just completed ttheir sex act, and then 15 minutes later, Pounder would come over to her and begin sniffing her crotch and trying to get her to get on all fours so that he could fuck her from behind. Finally, Aunt Joyce began telling Pounder "NO"; but this didn't sit well with him. He would try again, and again she would turn him down. Finally, Pounder would hop down and sort of growl at her, because of her rejection.
Aunt Joyce would ask me how to solve the situation, and all I would do is laugh and tell her that it was her problem and she had no one to blame but herself. Of course, this pissed her off; but I was just standing aside and letting her deal with it herself. It got to be somewhat ugly, with Pounder sometimes getting some pussy and other times being told "NO". He got to where that if he was told "NO", he would begin to bellow this low growl and bare his teeth.
Aunt Joyce got to where she was afraid to turn him down, but there were times that she was so red and sore from Pounder's fucking her that she had to say, "NO" The situation got to where Pounder would bite her on the neck and claw her with his front feet if she turned him down. He was becoming extremely violent, and she didn't know what to do; she was afraid to turn him down for fear of getting really hurt.
The next day, the door bell rang and to Aunt Joyce's surprise, it was her daughter, Dawn. She had not seen her in almost two years, so both of them were excited to be together. Dawn (who was 38) was down to spend a couple of weeks with her mom. At first, Aunt Joyce was tickled to have her daughter home with her, but then she realized the major problem. What about Pounder? ÂÂ
He will want to continue his fucking and for God's sake, she couldn't let Dawn know what had been going on between them. That's all she needed- to tell her daughter that she had become a dog slut. That would go over well. Maybe if she just closed and locked the door to her bedroom, maybe that would half-way take care of the problem for tonight.
At 11:00, we all went to bed, with me sleeping in a separate room, Aunt Joyce, in another room, and Dawn, by herself in the third bedroom. Just as I was about to doze off, I heard Pounder howling about the fact he could not get into Aunt Joyce's bedroom. He was making an extreme pest of himself, with all the howling and growling and whining he was making outside the door.
Dawn spoke up, "Mom, why don't you let Pounder in your room, so we can all get some sleep?"
Aunt Joyce couldn't tell her daughter the truth, so she told Dawn that he was such a pest and would be hopping on and off her bed, and would be constantly bothering her.
"Well, at least some of us would get some sleep", Dawn replied."
"You don't understand", Aunt Joyce   said.
About that time, Aunt Joyce heard Dawn get up and open her door. Pounder happily ran into Dawn's room and began wagging his tail. It seemed that everything was back to normal, but boy was I wrong. Within a few minutes, I could hear Dawn's voice asking Pounder, "What do you think you are doing. Get your nose out of my crotch!! Stop licking me there! You need to get off this bed. What is that thing? OH MY GOD!! What a cock!! NO NO !! Don't put that thing in me! OWW That hurts. STOP THAT!! QUIT! GET OFF ME!!"
Next, you could hear a low moaning coming from Dawn. "OOOHH OOOHHH- OH YEAH!!"
You could hear Dawn's voice as it got louder and more excited. I had to slip out of my room and see what was going on with Dawn and Pounder. I got out of bed and eagerly approached  her bedroom and, with it being dark, I had to allow my eyes to get adjusted to the darkness. As my eyes began to adjust to the darkness, there was Dawn on all fours, with the dog behind her, with his ass firing his swollen cock into Dawn's aching pussy. She was, by now, screaming at Pounder, to fuck her hard- that it felt so good. With Pounder's every lunge, Dawn would back her ass up so that she could feel the entire length and girth of his cock.
While I was standing there watching, Dawn saw me, but she couldn't speak- her body was shaking and trembling so bad. The only words that I could make out was, "Please don't tell."
I thought to myself, "You're going to fit right in."      ÂÂ
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No one felt good about giving jobs to Deacon even if he was an effective
bounty hunter. He was built for the job and he possessed intellect and skill
which easily surpassed others in his profession, but he had an alarming lack
of ethics which made everyone uncomfortable. Of course, bounty hunters are
hardly known for their ethics and clean living, but Deacon stood out as a
particularly deviant individual. His vices ran much darker than booze, cards
and loose women.
Deacon pushed limits other bail agents never neared for fear of legal
action. He was however unscathed by his reckless disregard for restraint.
Despite three fugitives dying in his custody, consistent moonlighting as a
mob goon and multiple previous injuries inflicted up
Deacon broke into her room with such ease anyone watching him enter would
have assumed he had a key. He made himself comfortable in the corner chair
next to the bed. He reached over and flicked off the bed side light.
Propping his feet on the bed, he pulled out a cigarette and idly rolled it
between his fingers... waiting.
She twisted the water off, and stepped out of the tub. She stubbed her toe,
sucked in her breath and let out a moan in pain. The sound was sensual, and
he felt his dick stiffen in anticipation. She cursed, and then went about
brushing her teeth. Finally she opened the door and froze. Maria knew she had
left the light on.
Her eyes had not fully adjusted to the dark room, and Maria clearly was
unaware of his presence. She had put on underwear --- a black lace bra and a
strappy little thong. She was still toweling off her damp hair as she
cautiously made her way across the room toward the table lamp. Deacon let
her get within arms' reach, and then flicked his lighter. She froze,
mid-step.
He took a drag on his cigarette, inhaling till it was lit. "Hello, Maria,"
he said, exhaling smoke and putting his lighter away.
She instinctively backed up, hunched over and modestly used the towel to hide
herself. She looked ready to scream.
In a fluid motion Deacon pushed himself up from the chair, dropping his
cigarette in the ash tray and advanced quickly towards her. He grabbed her,
then spun her around so she was facing away from him. He pulled her back
against him, covering her mouth tightly with his hand and burying his face
against her neck. She smelled sweet, floral. He breathed her in.
"Shhhh, you wouldn't want to get the cops involved, would you?" he whispered
soothingly. He gently kissed her neck. "This can't be too much of a
surprise, Maria. You knew someone was coming for you. Just your luck it was
me. Here's the deal, " he paused, and dragged her backwards so he could
reach his cigarette. With only one arm to control her, he released his grip
on her mouth and slipped his arm around her neck, keeping her in a loose
head-lock. Her hands wrapped around his forearm, but her effort to pry his
arm away was half hearted. She apparently wanted to hear the deal. He bided
his time, and smoked slowly.
"I can arrest you, bring you in and you'll have to face whatever it is you
think you can run from. Or, " he paused and leaned over to ash his
cigarette, arching her backwards as he did so. He held her that way a brief
moment since he enjoyed seeing her breasts from that angle, her nipples
poking at the lace material. "you can suck my cock and I'll get you to
Mexico."
"What?!" she shrieked outraged as she wriggled free and spun to face him
with an angry glare. Her arms were raised slightly, her hands were balled
into fists and she looked ready to throw a punch. He smirked back at her. He
already could tell she was the type of girl he needed to get his rocks off.
"What do you think you're you gonna do, sweetheart?" He pulled himself up to
his full height and flexed his muscles slightly. He knew how to look
intimidating. "I suggest you relax and get on your knees."
"Fuck you," she shot back.
He would have loved to see her pouty red lips stretched around his thick
cock as saliva and precum leaked out the corners of her mouth with each
thrust. He was patient though, and secretly thrilled that she was not
interested in submitting. "Tell you what. You make it through that door", he
gestured to the exit behind him, "in three minutes and you're free to go.
I'll give you a sporting 24 hours head start. That's plenty of time to
disappear south of the boarder."
She stood, dumbfounded, unsure what to do. It was an entirely bizarre
proposal, more nonsensical than his last offer. Finally she spoke, "And what
happens if I don't reach the door?"
He thought about it while he smoked. "Well, I'm not sure. But I'm betting
it'll make you wish you had just sucked my dick. Really that was the only
easy out for you."
She remained motionless, stunned.
"I suggest you get moving," he put his cigarette out and casually glanced at
his watch. "You've got two minutes and ten seconds left."
This spurred her into action. She swung her fists, throwing two quick
punches, both of which he evaded easily. She stumbled forward caught off
balance. He put an arm out and steadied her. "Come on, sweetheart. You'll
need to do better than that."
She jerked away from his touch. Her eyes were wide, panicked, as they darted
about. She dove to the left of him, back to the corner chair and snuck into
the small space between the wall and the chair. Picking up the old wooden
chair, she charged at him with it. He caught the legs before they drove
into his chest and wrenched the chair away from her. He put it down
softly, shaking his head mockingly. She glowered at him.
And then, her fist flew. It connected with his jaw, and it was immediately
apparent to him she had focused every ounce of strength into that one punch.
He blocked the second one, and then kicked her. Not a hard kick, just enough
to knock her off her feet. She landed on her ass, the wind knocked out of
her and sat there stunned.
Deacon wiped his mouth to check if his lip was bleeding, and smirked when he saw
glissening red streaks. Then his eyes focused on her and the sheer menacing
intent in his gaze prompted her to scramble to her feet as she backed up.
"Time's up, princess." He got to her before she had fully gained her
footing, and lifting her into the air he tossed her on the bed.
She attempted to roll off the bed onto her feet, but he was on top of her
before she could. He gripped her upper arms and held himself above her as he
pushed between her legs and ground his pelvis into her. Maria froze, "Don't.
Please don't."
He wrapped his hand around her throat. With her free hand Maria grasped his
wrist and tried to pry his hand away. "Don't!" she growled.
He lowered himself and pushed his face into her neck. "Shhh." he said
soothingly as he softly kissed her neck. He kissed down her neck, her chest
and then bit her nipple gently through the lace. She inhailed and moaned. He
moved to her other breast. He felt her hips move, subtly, lifting up into
him.
"Don't," Maria repeated, but this time she whispered it softly. Almost like a
sigh.
"Don't?" Deacon questioned tautingly, as he kissed back up her neck. He
kissed her mouth softly. "Don't?" He kissed her again, gently caressing her
lips with his tounge. Slowly, gingerly, she kissed him back. As her kisses
became more passionate, his grip on her relaxed.
He felt her slowly trying to move out from under him, somehow thinking her
kisses were enough to distract him from noticing. Deacon suddenly tightened
his hold and pressed his lips hard against hers. He forced his tounge deep
into her mouth.
His hand on her neck was warning enough to keep Maria from biting down, but
she squirmed and wimpered trying to adjust to the sudden invasion. Deacon
pushed even harder into the kiss forcing her to open wider for him. Her hand
moved from his wrist to his chest, where she attempted to push him back, but
he was unmovable.
He took a moment to focus on taking things slowly. She was going to take
more than just his toungue for him, but he wanted this to last. He pulled
back slightly, to ease her discomfort, but continued to probe her mouth with
his tounge. Eventually she returned his kiss.
He had slowed it down enough.
Deacon released her neck and pressed his forearm across her chest. With just
his arm pinning her, he removed a knife with his free hand and deftly
slipped the blade between her breasts and under her bra. With a flick of the
blade, her bra sprung open, exposing her plump breasts. He lifted his body
off her enough to access her underwear. He wrapped her thong around the
blade and in a swift movement, he had cut her free of it as well.
Maria was thrashing and attempting to roll away from him, so he placed the
blade against her neck. Immediately she settled down. "That's it,
sweetheart. Just take it easy." He withdrew the knife from her neck sat up
and settled back on his knees. "Behave," he warned her, but the look on her
face told him she was not going to sit still for long.
He pushed his hand between her legs and cupped her pubic mound in his palm.
He ran his finger along her opening from ass to clit, pleased with how warm
and wet she was. He unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. Her eyes
widened in fear and she quickly sat up and moved to get off the bed.
Springing forward Deacon knocked her back, still maintaining his place
between her legs. He caught her flailing arms and held both her wrists in
one hand. He locked her arms above her head. In a last attempt to keep him
out, Maria clenched her thighs together but his weight forced her legs to
part.
He reached down and adjusted his position, placing the his dick inline with
her. Deacon was ready to split her pussy wide, but he resisted ramming himself
in. He settled himself on top of Maria and gently brushed her hair from her
face. Slow he began to ease in. She moaned loud and arched her back. Unsure
how loud she would be, he clamped his hand down over her mouth. "Just
relax", he instructed her, "and take it. All of it."
He continued to ease himself in. Her eyes grew wide and she began to squirm
upwards to avoid being penetrated by the full length of his shaft. He
released her wrists and grabbed her shoulder to prevent her from inching
away. She pushed against his chest with her newly freed hands, but only
lightly, resigned to her fate, and no doubt looking forward to it as well.
Using his grip Deacon pushed her down onto his dick, "I said all of it." He
felt her open up slightly and it became easier to push into her. "That's a
good girl," he encouraged her. "Just open for me, and you'll enjoy this
too." Maria thought she had taken all that she could, but he suddenly rammed
even further into her. She screamed against his hand.
Deacon paused, now fully in, his balls flush against her ass. She began rocking
her hips, rythmically and gently --- moving herself ever so slightly up and
down his cock. He remained motionless, enjoying the sensation. Suddenly he
felt her pussy muscles spasm. Sporatically at first, but then her muscles
clenched his dick multiple times in rapid succession. Her body was already
preparing to orgasm for him.
He could not hold back any longer. He pulled himself nearly out and then
thrust into her, hard. He began pumping into her roughly and without mercy,
rocking the bed. Maria's muffled cries indicated he was hurting her, but he
was not persuaded to slow his onslaught. He uncovered her mouth, not caring
about the concequences. He wanted to hear her scream for him.
Maria's cries became more urgent, but increasingly they ended in sensual
moans. She was again building towards her climax. She stiffened and sucked
in air, her legs clamping against his side and she remained still for
several moments as he continued ramming into her. She suddenly bucked and
let out an explosive cry as she came with insane force. Her pussy clenched
down tightly and he paused, waiting for her muscles to relax.
After several moments, Maria went limp, moaning softly. Deacon resumed
thrusting into her, but she barely reacted as she lay there enjoying the
tail end of her orgasm. Annoyed with her new found passiveness, Deacon
pulled out. He grabbed a pillow and placed it by her hips and then roughly
flipped her over onto it. The pillow proped her ass in the air, just enough
to give him perfect access. He threw himself onto her, sinking his dick
completely into her wet, swollen pussy. Surprised, Maria yelped.
"That's right, sweetheart, it's not over yet." Grabbing a fistfull of her
hair, he continued fucking her in earnest, drawing cries and moans out of
her. He lifted himself up enough so he could watch himself repeatedly
entering her. Her ass and back muscles tense as she struggled to endure his
thrusts.
His breath was coming hard and fast as he neared orgasm. He pulled out last
minute and blew his load all over her back and hair. Deacon stood, and
zipped up his pants, leaving her sprawled across the bed, naked and covered
in his cum. He enjoyed the sight of her ravaged body.
She took a few moments and then got up slowly as though she could not trust
her legs to hold her weight. She staggered to the bathroom, grabbing a
handful of clothes as she went and he heard the shower running again. He
also heard her messing around with the bathroom window.
When she struggled and worked her way through the bathroom window, he was
there, outside, waiting for her in the alley behind the hotel.
He stood between her and the only exit to the alley. "Going somewhere?" He
moved in quickly to grab her, locking her tightly against him. "I'm far from
being done with you," he hissed in her ear.
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It was the summer after my senior year in high school, when I was 17. Since we were all going off to college in a few months, my close group of friends tried to spend as much time together as possible.
Our "homebase" was our friend *Amber's house... her parents were very wealthy and her house was huge... and most importantly, her parents were always gone; so you can imagine Amber had a younger, 13 year old sister named *Katie. And even just at 13, you could already tell Katie was going to grow up to be a beautiful girl. When all of our friends would hang out at Amber's house, Katie was rarely around or when she was, locked herself in her room, having no interest in the goings-on of soon-to-be-college kids. Well, one afternoon, everyone had been swimming in Amber's pool. I was tired after a few hours and went inside to shower off the pool-water. The house was otherwise empty with everyone being outside, and I used Amber and Katie's shared bathroom to shower. Afterward, I walked from the bathroom toward Amber's room, where my dry clothes were being kept and I began to pass by Katie's room on the way. Her door was wide open and she was gone. Being nosey and curious, I walked into her room (wearing only a towel) and began to peek around at all her stuff. As a typical young girl does, she had plenty of photos of herself and her friends taped to the walls everywhere. Looking at her, I couldn't believe how absolutely gorgeous she was, though still under-developed as most girls her age were. I could only imagine how she would fill out as a woman... Well, thinking these thoughts, my cock began to grow hard and in turn, the towel around my waist started to rise in the front. My search inevitably lead to her dresser.... And I knew what I wanted to see... ...And opening the second drawer from the bottom, I found them: Katie's panties. Though I am no prude, especially at my age then, I simply could not believe what kind of panties Katie had (or for that matter, what her parents allowed her to have). Now, this was the time before thongs and g-strings went mainstream, so she didn't have any of those.... but what she had was as close as could be! Narrow cut backs that I surmised would only cover 1/2 of her butt, thin strings connecting the back to the front, low-cut and low-rise tiny triangles of silk and satin that made up the front.... Katie was a 13 year old, not a stripper! And to think, the sizes these panties were, they were intended for kids! They were not adult or teenagers! I can't believe a company would even make these for children! I was expecting to find full-coverage generic cotton panties with cherries or hearts on them. Instead I found something closer to what her older sister might where on a college-date! Anyway, I started inspecting her panties one at a time; looking carefully at the crotch area for stained or dried remnants of juices or otherwise. I took turns sniffing them, too. Some smelled like the familiar sour-melon musk of a girl's vagina, others had no smell at all. I became so turned on at the thought that these very panties I held in my hand cover the sweet, young bits of an 13 year old beautiful girl who cannot possibly predict how she will grow up to conquer men and break hearts.... but here I had a keep-sake of that future woman, when she was just in her beginning stages. Well, that was enough for me to take action. I plucked out a particular nice pair of blue satin panties with thin ribbed strings connecting the back to the front. While still nice, I could tell they've definitely been worn many times before. I took off my towel and spread out on her bed. I wrapped Katie's panties around my throbbing hard-on, making sure the patch of the material that would cover her vagina covered the head of my cock. I then grabbed a purple pair of cotton panties which had dried bits of juices still stuck to the crotch, and put them over my nose and face... ...Then, I proceeded to jack-off. Gripping the satin that was wrapped around my cock, while inhaling the remnant order on the crotch of the panties that lay on my face, I wasn't masturbating to the idea or fantasy of having sex with Katie. She was only 13 years old and that would be wrong to take advantage of a girl that young. No, I was masturbating to the idea that I knew how gorgeous and desired Katie would be some day. I knew men would be fighting over her and be practically suicidal when she broke up with them.... I knew that many, many men would be masturbating to the fantasy of having sex with the "adult-Katie".... so I guess you could say that I was jacking off to the future... to the future of a soon-to-be beautiful woman, and that I--in a sense-- got there first, when she was only 13 and on the brink of discovering the woman she would become. Then suddenly... “Dude, what are you doing?!” My heart shot to my throat. In my excitement, I never once thought to shut Katie’s bedroom door. And now, as I lay completely naked on an 13 year old’s bed, with her panties wrapped around my cock, I looked up-- the purple panties sliding off my face-- to see one of my friends, Jon, standing in the threshold, wide-eyed and completely bemused. “Err, um…” I struggled. Words were not even forming in my mouth. “Is this Katie’s room?!” he asked rhetorically. “Uh, yeah,” I replied. I still was completely frozen. “What the fuck are you doing, man?” I sat up and tried to cover my hard-on with my hands. “ I don’t know man, I was just walking by after I showered and I poked my head in here and thought I’d snoop a bit… then, I discovered her panty-drawer and well… I don’t know, she’s just so damn cute.” “Dude! She’s 13!!” Jon said, stating the obvious. “Yeah,” I replied, “But she’s going to grow up to be so gorgeous. I feel awful now, but I just thought about how hot she was going to become, I got turned on.” “So, you decided to jack-off with her panties while smelling them?” I was nonplussed. “Yeah.” There was a moment of silence. Then, “Toss ‘em here,” Jon said, stretching out his arm toward me. “What?” I did not understand him at the moment, at all. “Her panties. Toss ‘em here.” Still a little shocked, I began to unwrap Katie’s blue panties from around my cock. “No! Not the ones that have been on your dick! The purple ones!” “Oh,” I said. I picked up the purple panties that had slid off my face and threw them to Jon, still standing in the doorway. He inspected them, looking closely at the crotch. I knew he saw the same dried, white flakes still stuck to the fabric. He looked at me, turning the crotch outward so I could see it. “She gets wet already, I guess,” he remarked. I smiled uneasily, still not knowing whether I was going to get called out to everyone or what Jon was going to do next. And what he did do next was raise the crotch of the purple panties to his nose and inhaled long and deeply, closing his eyes as if to savor the experience more. “She smells, too,” he said, now smiling for the first time. “Well, you want a partner?” "What?” I said, now really stunned. “A partner, man! I’d have never been so perverted as to go into Katie’s room and jack-off with her panties, but fuck, seeing how you’ve already shattered that barrier, I don’t feel so guilty now!” “What are you talking about,” I asked. “Dude, everyone knows Katie is going to be fucking hot one day. But, you, you’re trying to beat everyone to the punch! So, fuck… if you’ve already gone and crossed the line, I might as well follow you.” I was flabbergasted. Looks like Jon had the same idea I always had, but unlike me, would have never gone to the length to be in the situation we were in now. And with that, Jon—who was only wearing his swim-trunks—slipped them off right in front of me, and now, sitting up, I was eye level with Jon’s penis, which was quickly growing hard. We were both about the same size: 7 inches. Jon walked over and shut Katie’s door; something I should have thought of. He went to Katie’s window and peeked out toward the pool. “Everyone is still there. But let’s make this quick so someone doesn’t catch us like I caught you. Where’s her panty drawer, dude?” I pointed to the dresser, “Second one from the bottom.” Jon bent down and began rummaging through her panties like I had done. “My God, do her parents know she has underwear like this?” he said. “I know, right? Where do you even get these?” I commented. Jon ended up going with the purple ones he initially got from me and climbed onto Katie’s bed as well. “What do you want to do?” I asked, a little unsure of what exactly the plan was with two naked 17 year olds with full hard-on’s, sitting on an 13 year old’s bed, each with a pair of her panties we had lifted from her dresser. “What do you think? We jack-off and think about how fucked up it is we have Katie’s panties wrapped around our dicks and how hot she’s going to be one day and how in the future we can say we rubbed the then 13 year old’s panties all over our cocks…” Man, Jon knew exactly where I was coming from! So, we faced each other on the bed and began to jack-off. Though it didn’t feel exactly “straight”, I didn’t feel gay at all staring at Katie’s purple panties woven around Jon’s hard-on as he pumped his cock feverishly. I went back and forth between looking down at my own panty-wrapped cock and Jon’s, and I think he was doing the same. “Man, she’s going to be so hot when she gets older!” he said, pumping even harder. “God, I know!” I replied while stroking myself faster. “Here,” Jon said, reaching his hand out toward my cock. “If I keep my hand on the panties and don’t actually touch your dick, it isn’t gay.” “Ok,” I said before I knew I was even saying it. And before I knew it, Jon’s hand was wrapped around my cock, with Katie’s panties as a barrier, pumping it for me. I instinctually did the same thing to him, taking his throbbing penis into my fist with the purple panties as separation. The coordination was a little awkward at first, but soon we were both jacking each other off in sync. “Fuck…ooooh! I’m fuckin’ her panties!” Jon moaned. I have to say, it felt really good with him doing to me as well. “Fuck, dude… in the future, guys will be fucking jacking off to the wish they could be doing what we’re doing right now!” “I know, man. This is so good!” This went on for another minute or two, before Jon stopped. “I have to fuck her panties more, man, I have to fuck her panties more!” I said I didn’t quite understand. “Cup her panties in both your hands,” he said. I did and I saw that I had created small cove with my hands, with Katie’s panties bunched up in the space. “Put your hands on the bed,” Jon said. I laid my hands on the bed at full arm’s length. Jon proceeded to move up on the bed and “mount” my cupped hands as if they were a vagina. His cock wedged its way into my loose “double-fist” and he proceeded to thrust his cock in and out as if he were fucking a pussy. “Tighter, man! Grip my cock with the panties, but DON’T touch me with your actual hands!” For a guy who’s fucking another guy’s hands at the moment, Jon sure seemed a tad homophobic. But I wasn’t thinking that then. “Ah fuck, I’m gonna cum soon!” he grunted. “Cum in her panties,” I said… which was more of a precaution not to get any of his spunk on her sheets. “Tighter, man! Squeeze it!” he said as I could sense he was about to climax. And as I squeezed his cock hard, I could feel him start to cum, shooting his load straight into Katie’s purple panties. “Ahhh. Fuck, man, fuck!” Jon wheezed as he collapsed, relaxing. He immediately got up and took the panties out of my hands. He balled them up even more and went back over to Katie’s underwear drawer and buried them under the pile. “What are you doing?” I asked him. “For later, man. Maybe she’ll get to them and put them on and never know that she’d be walking around all day with my dried cum close to her pussy.” “That’s actually kinda hot,” I condoned. “Ok, now you gotta cum in her panties, too. Do you want to fuck them like I did or something else?” “Actually, can I sit at the edge of the bed, and you jack me off with the panties?” “Sure man,” Jon said as I positioned myself upright at the edge of Katie’s bed. Jon got on his knees in between my legs on the floor and grabbed my cock with Katie’s blue panties. He proceeded to jack-me off again. I threw my head back, enjoying the thought that we were doing this with the panties of a future beauty queen. Suddenly, it happened as if everything were in slow motion: As Jon was jacking me off, I heard the sound of the door-knob being turned, followed by the creak of the door opening. I looked up, my heart jumping into my throat for the second time that day, to see 13 year old Katie coming in through the threshold! Not expecting to see us, she didn’t even look up at us until she was a few steps in the door already. Then suddenly, there we were: two 17 year old boys, completely naked, one in between the other's legs jacking him off with a pair of her panties…. To her credit, Katie didn’t scream or run… she simply stood there, as shocked as I was. Jon quickly noticed my ghost-white face staring behind him and he turned to see Katie standing there. “Oh shit!” he said, dropping the blue panties on the floor and quickly getting up, then sitting down next to me on the edge of her bed. Both of us tried to cover our hard cocks with our hands. Several seconds went by that seemed like an eternity. Then, “What are you doing in my room?” Katie’s voice cracked, the words barely escaping. Jon and I looked at each other, then back at Katie… we couldn’t say anything, even as a collective. Katie’s eyes ventured down to spot her blue panties on the floor, but she didn’t say anything, then looked back at us. “Are you both naked?” she asked. Silence again, then I said, “Um, yeah. We’re sorry.” “What are you doing?” she asked more specifically. “We, uh… we, er…” I was struggling. “We were playing with each other. We thought you were gone. We’re sorry,” I said again. “I came home and Amber told me I could swim with everyone,” Katie said. “Well, we didn’t know you were coming home, Katie. Please don’t tell anyone,” I pleaded. Christ, if everyone downstairs found out what Jon and I were doing, much less what we were doing to each other… I think I would’ve died. “Are those your penises?” Katie asked looking between both our legs; both of us still raging hard, it was tough to conceal the whole thing. Jon and I looked at each other, down at our cocks, then back to Katie. “Um, yeah. They are. Boys have these and girls have something else,” I said. “I’m not stupid,” Katie said defensively. “Mom told me about sex. I’ve seen my dad’s before and my friend Carl showed me his in his backyard once, but it wasn’t sticking up like yours.” “Yeah, this happens when boys get excited,” I said. “Can I see them?” Katie asked walking closer. She was truly fascinated. I looked at Jon, feeling very uneasy; Katie was still 13, after all. Jon could sense my hesitation. “Dude, we’re busted anyway,” he said low and under his breath. I could read his implication: maybe if we let Katie have her way, that she might not tell anyone about this. And with that, Jon and I took our hands away from our laps, letting our combined 14 inches fly high in the air of Katie’s bedroom. Katie came right up to us and just stared at our cocks for a while, studying them. It was awkward for both Jon and I, but at the same time, it was damn exciting and our cocks weren’t going soft. Here was an 13 year old beautiful girl, who we both agreed would one day grow into a beautiful woman, standing in front of our completely naked selves, both sitting on the bed she sleeps in every night, with our erect cocks exposed and presented for her curiosity; and not only that, she had just caught one of us jacking the other off with a pair of her panties that she has worn and has covered her young vagina many times over… …it was surreal to say the least and nobody knew what was going to happen next. “I want to touch one,” Katie declared. Both Jon and I went white once more, and I swear I felt my cock jerk on its own. “Uh, Katie, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I said. So far, Jon hadn’t said anything. “But I want to touch one,” she said, almost whining a little. “Listen, kid… what grade are you going to be in?” Jon finally chiming in. “I’m going into 8th grade.” “Yeah, and we’re going into college. A 8th grader shouldn’t be touching a college guy’s dick, got it?” Jon said firmly. “If I show you mine, will you let me touch yours?” she offered. Jon and I inhaled sharply, both at the same time. She wasn’t making this easy and our will was only so strong. “I was going to change into my swim-suit anyway, so you can watch and see my stuff. Then, let me touch yours.” Jon and I looked at each other. Jon muttered so I could only really hear, “Let’s just do it.” “Ok,” I said, though I was feeling horrible about it. But, I also thought it would be such a novelty to be able to say to myself I saw Katie nude when she was a child and I could carry that with me when she grew into a woman. “Alright kid. You change into your swimsuit and you can touch us,” Jon said. “Ok,” Katie said and she walked over to her dresser. Opening one of the drawers she pulled out a yellow two-piece. “I’m going to take my clothes off now,” she said. “Ok,” I said. And Jon and I watched as Katie nervously began to remove her clothing. First, she took off a trendy little vest she had covering a fitted, girly t-shirt. Then she pulled her t-shirt over her head. She had on a bra, which was more of a training-bra as Katie didn’t really have breasts yet. She then unzipped her jeans and pulled them down to her ankles, stepping out of them. Her panties were not unlike the style in which I had found in her drawer… they were black silk, low-rise, with floss-thin strings connecting the front and back. Standing there in her panties and training bra, I was reminded just how pubescent she appeared. A string-bean, maybe weighed 80 pounds soaking wet; curves of a grown woman’s hips, ass, and breasts were still years away. Katie hesitated for a second and then quickly pulled down her panties and stepped out of them, revealing a vagina so tiny, it almost looked as if she didn’t have one at all. No labia formed any folds… all Jon and I could see was the tiniest indentation of a slit between her legs. She had begun to grow hair, but it was more like peach fuzz or baby-hair. She then removed her training bra and let it drop to the floor revealing non-existed breasts; though her nipples were slightly swollen and puffed… but no bigger than a nickel. Knowing how much courage it took her to expose the most private parts of herself to someone—older boys, much less— I knew we needed to be encouraging. “You are very beautiful, Katie. You have a beautiful body. We like it very much,” I said gently. And the funny part is I meant it. “I don’t look like the girls on TV,” she said shyly. “What shows are you watching?” Bear in mind, I’m 30 now, so this was awhile ago. She named off a few shows that you’d laugh at now, by today’s standards. “Well, those girls are fake and we think you’re more beautiful than they are,” I said. Katie smiled at this. “We both think you’re going to grow into an even more beautiful woman when you get older. This is why we were in your room playing. We were both just thinking so much about how beautiful you’d become that it began to feel good. So, we were both feeling good together, thinking about you.” I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. “Really? Thinking about me makes you feel good?” she asked, still standing awkwardly in front of us, completely naked. “Yes,” I said. “And if we think about you and touch our penises, it makes us feel even better. Maybe you’ll understand when you’re older and begin to touch yourself too, but that’s kinda how it works. “What does it feel like?” she asked. “It’s hard to describe. You just touch your private parts and think of something that makes you happy and it just starts feeling real good,” I told her. “So, why was he touching you?” she asked, pointing to Jon. "Well, sometimes other people will help you feel good,” was my best explanation. “That’s when they have sex,” she stated, more than she asked. “That’s one of the things that can happen. There’s all kinds of stuff that you can do to yourself or someone can do to you that can make you happy and feel good.” “If I touch you, will it feel good?” she asked. I gulped. This was starting to tread into dangerous territory. “Yes, Katie, it would. But I don’t think that’s a good idea.” “But you said if I showed you my ‘little lady’ I could touch you.” I smiled. Her mother must have told her to refer to her pussy as, “little lady”. Jon nudged me. “Dude, just let her,” he urged. I hesitated, breathed deep, then finally said, “Ok, Katie, you can touch us.” The room went silent and Katie just stood there, staring at our still-hard cocks for a few moments. Then she approached us as if this was a petting zoo. She reached out with her hand and ran her fingers across the head of my cock. Her little fingers felts so warm and small on my penis, sending what felt like electricity through my cock, spreading out all over my body. This was so wrong! A naked 13 year old was touching my erect dick and I was allowing it! “Can I touch yours, too?” she asked Jon. “Sure, kid,” Jon said, watching her every move as she reached outward with the same hand and ran it across his shaft. “They’re hard,” she observed. “That’s right,” I said. “Did it feel good?” she asked. “Yes, it felt very good, Katie,” I assured. “Do you want me to touch it more?” she asked. “Only if you want to,” I said. “I want to,” she assured me now. I agreed and Katie proceed to run her hand and fingers all up and down my cock. I closed my eyes, trying to pretend this wasn’t an 13 year old that was driving me wild. She stopped with me, then turned and did the same thing to Jon. “It feel good?” “Yes!” we both replied. Since it appeared we had already crossed the line a long time ago, I told myself that whatever was going to happen and play out for however long this lasted, I would just let happen. “Katie, do you think you could maybe touch both of us a the same time?” Jon asked. In my mind I commended him for such a genius idea. Katie agreed, and with both her hands she explored both our cocks at once. I watched her fondle Jon’s dick and Jon watch her fondle mine. It was so unbelievably hot to know that this girl would grow up to be so gorgeous, but now, at 13, she was exploring her first cocks and they were ours! “Katie, do you like lollipops?” I asked her. “Sure,” she said. “Well, it would feel real good if you tried to lick our penises like you were eating a lollipop.” “Really?” she asked innocently. “Really,” I said. “What do I do?” “Here,” I stopped her from touching our cocks and motioned for her to get down on her knees between my legs. Having a close-up view now, she studied my cock like she was doing it for class. “Now, take my cock in one of your hands, or use both if you want…” She did just that. “And bring your mouth to the top and lick it.” Again, she hesitated, but quickly went for it. I could feel her hot breath close in on the head of my cock just before I felt the wetness of a little tongue brush over it. I about melted right there. “Like this?” she looked up and asked. “Yeah, just like that,” I said. “Treat it like a lollipop and licked it all over. You can even try to fit it in your mouth. It feels so good, Katie, I swear.” Katie proceeded to lick the head of my cock all over. I watched her work her little tongue over and over it. Then she tried to fit it in her mouth, but she could only get a little bit in. It still felt amazing. She obviously had no idea what she was doing, and if this were a blow-job by someone my own age, I would have thought how terrible it was, but because it was beautiful, 13 year old Katie, to this day, I have never had a better blow-job. “Katie, this feels amazing. You should let Jon feel how good it is.” “Ok,” she said. She moved over between Jon’s legs and did the same thing. A little more confident now that she had already done it with me, she was a bit more aggressive with Jon’s cock… and Jon was loving it. I took my own cock in hand and began stroking myself, watching Katie self-teach herself a blow-job. “Katie, you feel amazing,” Jon said. He looked at me and smiled. After awhile, I stopped Katie for fear she might just keep going. “Katie, thank you very much. You made us both feel very good,” I said. “Would sex make you feel good, too?” she asked. I had to stop myself from laughing out loud, because she’s asking a very earnest question and I didn’t want to make her feel stupid or insecure by laughing. “Sex does feel good. But you’re too young for me to have sex with you,” I explained. “It would be wrong.” “Well, I want to feel good, too,” she complained. “Well, we can touch you in kinda the same ways you touched us… with our hands and our mouths, and it might feel good.” “Ok,” she said. “But Katie, if it doesn’t feel good or you’re uncomfortable and don’t want to be doing this anymore, you have to let us know as soon as possible.” “Ok,” she said again. “Alright, come up here on the bed and lie down.” Katie hopped up and laid out on the sheets. I positioned myself right up next to her side. Jon moved so he was between her legs. Jon began to spread her legs apart and I explained as he went: “Jon’s going to move your legs so he can see your ‘little lady’ better. He’s going to use his hands and mouth like you used on us and I’m going to be right here if you don’t feel good or comfortable.” “Ok,” Katie said nervously. I watched Jon as he reached in between Katie’s legs, touching the small slit of her pussy. He spent awhile just touching and massaging it. “Does that feel good?” I asked her. “It doesn’t feel like anything,” she observed. “Ok, just wait. Now, he’s going to use his mouth on your ‘little lady’, tell me what you feel.” I watched as Jon opened his mouth and easily put it over Katie’s entire pussy. I could see his tongue moving around through his cheeks and I knew he was eating her out. Katie began to laugh, “It tickles!” I relaxed a little, knowing she was beginning to have some fun. “Yes, it can tickle sometimes.” “I like it!” she giggled. As Jon continued to eat Katie’s 13 year old pussy, I brushed my fingers up and down her stomach and swirled them around her tiny, but puffy nipples. I pressed my cock into her hip, enjoying her soft, warm skin on my dick. After awhile, Jon looked up at me and asked if I wanted a turn. I asked Katie if she wanted me to and she eagerly agreed! Now I was between Katie’s wide-spread legs, staring at the open slit that was her pussy. I remember thinking that one day many mens’ cocks might pass between this slit when it was mature, but that Jon and I were the ones pioneering this fresh territory, first. I dove right in, gently licking her pussy, pushing in my tongue and getting a little taste of her sweet-and-sour insides. I spent a good long while on her pussy, before I ventured a little lower, lifting her tiny butt up with my hands and getting a first look at the rose-bud that was her tiny asshole. I looked up to ask if Katie would like me to lick her asshole, too… but to my pleasant surprise, I saw Jon had positioned himself at the head of her bed and Katie was now licking and trying to put his dick in her mouth again. I didn’t want to interrupt, so I went ahead and began to tongue her tiny butthole. She didn’t even seem to notice; maybe she was too preoccupied with Jon’s dick in her small mouth or maybe it just didn’t feel like anything. Regardless, I was getting hot knowing I was tonguing what would probably be “the last frontier” when it came to sex when she got older. I pushed my tongue harder, the tip of it punching through Katie’s puckered hole and I got my first taste of the inside of her ass. I worked harder and only ended up getting the tip and just a little more of my tongue into her asshole, but I was satisfied with that. I went back and forth between her ass and her pussy for several minutes. I heard a grunt and knew before I looked up that Jon was about to cum again. He grabbed his dick as Katie pulled her mouth away and stroked his cock gently as a second wave of pearl-white strings shot from his dick, landing on his chest and stomach. “Ewwwww!” Katie said, a little disgusted. “What happened? What is that?” “That’s called ‘cumming’, sweetheart,” I explained. “It’s what happens when you feel good for a long time, it finally ‘explodes’ like a volcano and that’s what comes out of a boy.” “That’s sperm, right?” Katie said, surely referencing what she had learned about sex from her mom. “That’s right,” I smiled. “Does anything come out of me?” she asked. “It depends, I think,” I said not really knowing. “I’ve heard something comes out sometimes, but I think mostly your ‘explosion’ happens inside of a girl.” Jon got up and wiped the semen off his stomach with the black panties Katie had been wearing. “Are you going to explode?” Katie asked looking at me. “I want to, “I said. “Do you want to help me?” “Sure,” she said, casually. Geeze!…a veteran already! I laid out on the bed, my cock still at a strong ‘high-noon’. “Should I touch it and lick it again?” Katie asked. “Actually, I want you to climb on top of me and put your ‘little lady’on top of my penis.” “Dude, what are you doing?” Jon asked, a little concerned. I spoke in a way that addressed both of them, “Now Katie, when you learned about sex, you learned that a boy puts his penis in your ‘little-lady’, right?” “Yes,” she said, a little hesitant. “Well, I’m not going to do that. My penis is a little too big and your ‘little-lady’ isn’t ready to have sex or anything inside of her, yet. But, what I do want you to do is sit on my lap and rub your ‘little-lady’ on top of my penis, back and forth, making it slide. That way, it will feel real good for me and I’ll probably explode. But don’t worry, nothing’s going inside of you.” Katie seemed to understand and Jon was a little relieved. She climbed on top of me and straddled my lap. I cupped my hands, engulfing both her little ass cheeks, and positioned so my cock fell between her tiny slit as best as it could. Looking at my cock now pressed up against her little pussy, it looked mammoth, as if I even tried to put my dick inside of her, it would not only split open her pussy too wide, but my cock would be so big and far up inside, it would hit her lungs. Luckily for her, that wasn’t the case. I was completely satisfied feeling the little warmth and wetness of her tiny pussy as I began to slide her back and forth over my cock. Sometimes, I’d slide her far enough up where the head of my cock would be able to press up inside just a tiny bit… and the head of a penis being the most sensitive part, needless to say, it felt amazing! I looked up at Katie; she looked so young and pubescent… a true purity that only her age could impart. And I can’t relay enough how strikingly beautiful she was for 13 years old, a tell-tale of the woman she was to become… and I, and Jon, were able to shepherd her into the world of sexuality. I looked over at Jon, who by some miracle, was completely rock hard again and stroking his dick to the sight of an 13 year old rubbing her tiny pussy all across my own rock hard dick. I closed my eyes, concentrating on the sensation of a little girl’s pussy sliding on my cock. It was amazing… the whole situation was so surreal and wonderful and too good to be true… And it was… “AHHHHHH! OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCK?!! KATIE!!!!” A scream shattered the sexual atmosphere of Katie’s bedroom. To my horror, I looked to the doorway to see Amber, my friend and host, standing there with a look of sheer shock and terror. Katie immediately leapt off my lap, covering her private parts and backed into the corner nearest her. Jon, who had been standing up masturbating, quickly tried to cover his hard on, but just remained standing there, facing Amber. I instinctually grabbed fistfuls of the sheets on Katie’s bed and pulled them over my hard dick. All of us were frozen solid, unable to speak or move after. Amber was standing in the threshold of Katie’s doorway with soaking wet hair and a towel covering her. I presumed she must have come into shower off as well, and was on her way to her room when she decided to check in on Katie, since Katie had mentioned she had come home and asked Amber if she could swim with her and our friends… but then got held up experimenting with me and Jon. It seemed our faces were finally registering with Amber, outside of the initial shock of seeing several naked bodies in her little sister’s room. “Ben? Jon?”, Amber said, sounding like she was about to cry, but at the same time, rip our heads off. A pause, then, “What the fuck are you doing to my little sister?!!!” Amber came into the room and moved toward Katie. “Honey, did they hurt you? What happened!” “We didn’t have sex with her, Amber!” I started babbling, scared as shit. “We were only playing.” “SHUT THE FUCK UP, BEN!” Amber screamed as she grabbed what looked like a blankie Katie might have had when she was younger and covered Katie. “She caught me and Jon in here, and she started asking questions and wanting to see our privates,” I pressed, trying to defend a defenseless situation. But Amber didn’t care about any of our bullshit right then; she hugged Katie tightly, “Did they hurt you, honey? What did they do to you?” “They didn’t do anything, Amber,” Katie said, rather strongly. It seemed like she resented being treated like a child. “It was like Ben said, I came in and they were naked, touching each other, and I wanted to touch them to. I asked them, it was my idea and I wanted to.” Amber looked at us, “You guys were ‘touching each other’?” No one was gay or seemed to even be remotely curious about the same-sex in our group, so this really came out of left-field for Amber. “Yeah, but it wasn’t gay. We were comparing dick sizes,” I lied, trying to save the worsening situation. “And then started feeling each other's cocks for girth and hardness. Winner gets bragging rights.” God, that didn’t even sound like it made any sense, but I had to go with it. “Then Katie caught us, and like I said, starting asking questions and being curious. We thought if we just went along with it she wouldn’t bust us to you or the others. But, like I said, we didn’t try to have sex with her.” “Then what was she doing on top of you?!” Amber yelled. “She was just rubbing herself on my cock. She wanted to have sex, but I wasn’t going to do that, so I gave her the closest thing to it.” “And you think that’s fucking OK to do to an 13 year old? She doesn’t know anything!!” Amber screamed. “Don’t tell me I don’t know anything!” Katie, now screamed at Amber. “Mom told me all about sex and I wanted to know some stuff! And Ben is telling the truth, he told me I was too young to have a penis inside of me and that he wouldn’t do it, but I’m the one who asked, Amber! I wanted it, because I wanted to know! Don’t treat me like I’m a little kid!” Amber bent down a little and looked Katie in the eyes, “But you are a little kid, Katie, and should not be playing with boys yet, much less boys this old,” Amber looked up at us and glared. “And they should know much better than to play with someone as young as you.” “I might be 13, but I’m not stupid. And I wanted to know, so don’t tell me what’s good for me and what’s not,” Katie rebelled. God, she was really sticking up for me and Jon! “What did they make you do?” Amber asked. “They didn’t make me do anything. I asked and they let me do what I wanted,” Katie replied. “And what was that?” “I touched their penises and it felt really hard and warm. Then, I licked them like a lollipop…” “JESUS CHRIST! FUCK YOU TWO, YOU FUCKING PIGS!” Amber screamed at Jon and I. We could only hang out heads. “I WANTED TO!” Katie screamed at Amber. “I wanted to know, so stop yelling at them.” But Amber ignored her little sister and got right up in our faces. “You’re both going to prison for this, you fucking bastards! You molested my little sister and took advantage of her stupidity!” “I’M NOT STUPID!” Katie screamed. “YES YOU ARE, NOW SHUT UP!” Amber screamed back. And with that, Katie grabbed hold of the towel Amber had wrapped around her body and yanked! The towel was jerked right off, and suddenly, Amber was standing in front of us, completely nude! For a moment, Amber was frozen in shock, just standing there naked and exposed. A quick note about Amber: while she was definitely pretty at 17, she was no where near what Katie was going to look like at her age. Katie had the bone structure and makings of a high-fashion model… Amber was more like a cute sorority girl. However, what Amber DID have right now was a body. At 17, she was short, maybe 5’3”, and had a short torso, but her breasts had already grown into full, perky 36C’s… she also had nice rounded ass and hips. I was now looking at her exposed pussy as well… definitely more developed and grown than Katie’s, her labia, pronounced, but still with nice, snug lips. She had a small patch of medium length pubic hair that had been trimmed on the sides in order to wear a bikini. Then suddenly, Amber snapped out of it and instead of trying to wrestle back the towel from Katie behind her, instinctually reached out for the closest thing in her eyeline, which were the sheets on Katie’s bed. Of course, I had also been holding the sheets over my lap, so when Amber yanked them to cover her breasts and pussy, it also pulled the sheets from my grasp, leaving me completely exposed on the bed now, my hard cock for all to see, once again. Though I’m sure Amber didn’t intend to, she did a double-take at my cock, before starting to march across Katie’s room for the door. Having been silent and stoic this entire time, it was when Amber was almost to the door that Jon finally took action. He took his hands away from his still-hard cock and ran to cut Amber off before she could reach for the door knob. “Wait! Just wait a minute,” Jon pleaded as he slid in between the door and Amber. He was so close, Jon may have accidentally knocked Amber’s thigh with his cock as he slipped past her to block the door, because I clearly saw Amber look right down at Jon’s cock as well, as if she were to say, ‘excuse me’. “Just wait one minute…” Jon didn’t know where this was going to go, but he knew that we needed to stall. “Get out of my way you pervert,” Amber said angrily. From where I was sitting, Amber ‘s back was to me and while the sheets she had taken were covering the front of her, her backside and ass were completely exposed. I remember thinking how nice Amber’s ass looked at that moment. “Ok…” Jon said, stalling some more, “Ok… now we’ve all just been through a lot these last few minutes and there’s been some yelling and a lot of mixed-signals and miscommunication. All I’m asking for is that we all just sit here for a moment and think.” Maybe Amber didn’t know what to say next or that she had too many angry words trying to come out of her mouth it all became jammed up in there, but whatever the reason, she remained silent for the moment. “Now, like Ben was saying, we didn’t hurt your sister, we didn’t try to have sex with her, and we had no intention of doing so. Maybe we weren’t using the best judgment, but she was genuinely curious, we were already caught and naked, so we just let things take their own course, but at no time was Katie not in control or not had the option to stop or leave.” “But that shouldn’t—“ Amber began, but Jon cut her off… “She wanted to know about boy parts and to see for herself. I remember I was just as curious at that age, I used to hide in my parents' closet and watch my mom come out of the shower and get dressed, just so I could see her breasts and vagina. Come on, weren’t you just as curious at her age?” he asked Amber. Amber was fuming, but she gave it fair thought. “I suppose,” she finally conceded. Then, Jon brought out the big guns: “And don’t think we’ve not been friends long enough for me to know that, Jason, who’s right outside in the pool right now, had his dick grabbed and fondled by you—which was your idea—when you two were nine years old.” Amber turned bright red and tried to hide her face. “That fucking asshole!” Jon reassured her, “Don’t be upset! Jason’s one of my best friends, and of course you tell your friends something like that. But that’s not the point. The point is, you were just as curious when you were even younger than Katie, and you were touching and grabbing dicks.” “Yeah, but he was ten, too! Not fucking almost 18, like you two!” “I agree! Yes, this wasn’t ideal circumstances, but it was a circumstance, nonetheless. And it’s not like we propositioned Katie; she walked in on us! Then, things just happened!” “But, she’s 13 and you’re almost 18! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Amber reiterated. “I know! Again, not ideal, but we were busted jacking each other off! She could’ve ran and told on us, but she started wanting to see and touch us… what were we gonna do? She had sway over us, and fuck if we weren’t just going to let it play out so maybe everyone could get what they want.” “Does that include him—“ Amber pointed back at me, “—rubbing his dick all over a 13 year old’s vagina?” “She wanted to have sex,” I piped up. “And I wasn’t going to do that, so I guess I gave her the closest simulation.” “You’re fucking disgusting,” Amber sneered back at me. “It’s true!” Katie said, after being silent this whole time. “I want to have sex.” “Katie, you’re too young to have sex,” Amber remarked. “But she’s not too young to be so curious about it,” Jon defended. “She would’ve done the same thing you did with Jason, with one of her friends. And maybe that kid would’ve pressed for more. At least she’s satisfying her curiosity with us, people who will respect and stop if she gets too uncomfortable. And now you’re here as well, which you wouldn’t have been if she ended up doing this with someone else… making sure that she didn’t get hurt.” It’s quite obvious that Jon was going to study law in college! Amber didn’t have a rebuttal at the moment; Jon’s logic, as twisted as it was, did make sense as much as it could for such a fucked-up situation. She turned to Katie. “What did you think you were going to ‘learn’ from these guys?” “I dunno,” Katie said, still holding the blankie over her front, though it hung loosely and from the slanted angle I was at on the bed, I could see between her legs as she stood there. “They are older boys and their penises looked cool….” That is still the one and only time a girl has called my cock, “cool”. “And mom told me all about sex and I just wanted to see for myself. I still do.” Amber walked back across the room toward Katie, her backside still exposed. “And you can learn more about it when you get older, sweetie. But right now, you’re too young.” “Who says?!” Katie suddenly lashed out. “I know all about it, and I want to try it.” “You just can’t right now, Katie. It’s just the way it is.” “But I want to see how it works. Mom showed me with stupid pictures, but everyone at school says it works for real, much better.” “Jesus Christ, what is with kids these days?” a 17 year old Amber said, which I found hilarious, as we were still kids, then. “I have an idea,” Jon said, moving back across the room toward the bed, hard cock out and waving in the air. “Amber, why don’t we show Katie what she wants.” “And how exactly do we do that?” she said, seeing clearly through Jon’s thinly-veiled proposition. “Why don’t Ben and I have sex with you and Katie can watch,” he said confidently. “Oh, you would fucking like that, wouldn’t you?” Amber said, slightly disgusted, yet I could sense that she was half-considering it as well. “Think about it: you can be right there for her to show and point out how things are working as they are happening. You can answer any questions she has right then. Fuck, it’d be more safe and controlled than if she goes off by herself asking some horny 7th grader to show her in his backyard.” Jon, of course, was hinting at the inside-fact that Katie had indeed already started doing that, remembering the story she told us earlier about the boy who showed her his penis. “I wanna see it,” Katie said. And she really, really did. Amber sighed and hung her head. “This is so fucked up,” she said to herself, then she turned to Katie, “Do you really want to see sex?” “Yes. Really,” Katie replied. “Oh my fucking god, what the fuck am I doing?” Amber said. “Ok, but you ask about EVERYTHING, so you don’t go asking more questions to some pervert little boy, ok?” “Ok,” Katie said, smiling, happy that she was going to get her way. “And I’m not fucking both of you,” Amber said turning to us. Jon and I looked at each other, “Which one of us do you want?” I asked. “Stand next to each other, so I can see both your cocks,” Amber ordered as she sat down on the bed. I got up off the bed and stood next to Jon; both our cocks were hard as ever in anticipation. Amber explained to Katie what she was thinking. “Katie, the reason I’m looking at their penises, is because I want to see which one is bigger. Generally, if a boy has a bigger penis, sex will feel better.” “Why?” Katie asked. “Because the bigger it is, the more it fills you up and that feels real good. But it can’t be too big, because that can hurt.” “Jesus, how many guys have you fucked before?!” I asked, flabbergasted at this exposition. “Shut up, Ben!” Amber snapped and motioned for Katie to come sit next to her on the bed. “Now, which is bigger?” she asked her. Katie looked back and forth between our hard-on’s. Like I mentioned earlier, Jon and I were both about seven inches long, but now that both our cocks were in the spotlight, I could see that Jon was a little more thick than me. “He is!” Katie said, pointing at Jon’s cock. “Yeah, I think he is, too,” Amber approved. “Sorry, bro,” Jon said as he smiled and shrugged. I was disappointed, sure, but this whole situation was still hot, so I guess I wouldn’t mind taking the bench on this one. “Now,” she said, addressing Katie the whole time, “The reason Jon’s penis is so hard and long right now is because he’s aroused, which basically means he’s thinking about sex and wants it. Normally, guys’ penises are soft and hang between their legs.” “I think dad’s was like that when I saw him in the shower once,” Katie said. “Ok, that was more than I wanted to know,” Amber said, shaking off the comment. “Anyway, either himself or a girl can help get him aroused and hard by touching his penis with her hand like this…” Amber grabbed Jon’s dick like a pro and slowly started stroking him. “…and you move your hand over it or grip it like I’m doing and stroke or pump it.” “That’s what they were doing to each other when I walked in,” Katie said innocently. I covered my face with my hands and Jon turned a little red. “Yeah, we’re going to have to talk about that one later,” Amber said, eyeing us both. “So, doing this (stroking cock) really makes a guy feel good. You can also put your mouth on it. This makes him very happy.” “It does indeed!” Jon grinned. “Shut up!” Amber said, as she then proceeded to lick his head and shaft expertly, like she was going to town on an ice-cream cone. “These down here are his balls. That’s apart of the parts that make him feel good too. You can touch and lick these as well.” And with that, Amber cupped Jon’s balls and gave them a tongue bath. Jon was loving it. “Putting his penis in your mouth makes it feel kinda like sex for him, but not for you. It’s a very special thing to do and you do it for him, because you like him,” Amber said, looking up at Jon… …And that’s when I saw it…that look in Amber’s eye… did she REALLY like Jon? Well, she did at least for the moment, as she engulfed his cock in her mouth. She jacked his shaft in sync as she worked his cock in and out from between her lips. She took his dick out for a moment. “This is also called a ‘blow-job’. So, if your friends at school are talking about ‘blow-jobs’, now you know.” She put Jon’s dick back into her mouth and worked him more. It seemed that finally, she just might be getting into this for herself as well. Above, Jon was moaning, really getting into Amber’s talent. “Can I try?” Katie suddenly asked, breaking Amber’s rhythm. She stopped. “No, you can’t,” Amber said. “But I want to!” Katie complained. “Just let her,” Jon said. “She wants to do it and she’s just going to go do it on some other boy and you won’t be there this time.” “Ugh! Fine!” Amber said. “Here…” she said, offering Katie, Jon’s cock, “Come here.” “Eeeeww! It has your spit all over it!” Katie said, disgusted. “Fine! Ben, come over here!” Amber ordered. Looks like I would be getting some action, after all. I came over and stood next to Jon again. Katie scooted over on the bed, dropping her blankie, so she was now completely naked again. Amber grabbed my cock and positioned it for Katie. “Now take his penis in both your hands…” Katie’s little fingers once again wrapped around my shaft and that same electric tingle shot down my cock, into my spine, then all over my body. “….and move it up and down firmly, like I showed you.” It took Katie a moment to find the right pressure and rhythm, but not too long and she was pumping my cock much better than she was earlier. “Now, if you want to, open your mouth as wide as you can, and try to take his penis into your mouth. Do put too much in, because you’ll gag; only as much as you’re comfortable with. And be careful not to bite down or use your teeth. That will hurt him.” “Yes! That will hurt me!’ I emphasized. Katie opened her mouth wider than she ever did the first time and lowered it onto my cock. Her mouth was still much smaller than a grown girl, so much of my cock wouldn’t fit in, but I’d say she was able to fit a good three inches. “Now, slide you mouth up and down on his penis like this,” Amber instructed as she then turned to face Jon’s cock, envelop it, and did exactly what she wanted Katie to imitate. Katie watched her for a moment, then started to do the same, her little mouth working over my cock. I looked down, realizing the novelty of the scene: two sisters, one 13, one 17, both completely nude and sucking on cocks, one of which happened to be mine. I groaned, enjoying working my dick into the 13 year old’s mouth. I couldn’t believe me stealing away into Katie’s room to jack-off with her panties had lead to this! “Ok, I’m tired,” Katie said not soon after, as she removed my dick from her mouth. “No problem. You can stop whenever you want. Never let any guy make you keep going if you’re too tired, your mouth hurts, or if you just don’t want to,” Amber lectured. “Are you going to have sex, now,” Katie asked. “Yes, you still want to see that, right?” “YES!” Katie said, her eyes lighting up. Amber finally let the sheets she had been covering herself with drop completely. She scooted to be in the center of the bed more and laid on her back. Katie, still nude as well, sat near Amber’s head. “Sex can be done in many positions, but you’ll just have to discover that on your own, someday. The most common one is where the woman lies on her back, like I’m doing, and opens her legs…” Amber opened her legs, giving Jon and I a full view of her spreading vagina. Pink and wet, it was just yearning for cock now! “…and the man climbs on top and places his penis in the vagina.” That was Jon’s cue, and he eagerly hopped to it; he climbed onto the bed and lowered himself between Amber’s legs. “Watch closely,” Amber said as she took a hold of Jon’s cock and guided it into her pussy. Katie watched, transfixed, as Jon’s cock widened her sister’s pussy as it pushed inside of her, slipping inch by inch until the base of his cock pressed hard against her outer lips. “Now, see how easily his penis slipped inside of me, even though it is big? That’s because I am wet. When you get aroused and excited thinking about sex, guy’s penises get hard and girls get wet inside their vaginas. This helps make sex easier.” I have to say, Katie was absolutely transfixed. Jon began thrusting his cock in and out of Amber’s pussy. “He’s now moving his penis in and out of me. This makes us both feel really good,” Amber said, now getting a little more turned on and less clinical. “…It….feels…really….good,” Amber trailed off. Moments later, she began to moan and concentrating less on Katie’s “education” and more on having sex with Jon. I found myself stroking my cock once again, watching Katie’s naked body watching her older sister fuck. I looked at her tiny ass as she leaned over Amber’s torso, to get closer look at what was going on. From behind, her little pussy was exposed again and I wished how I could just slip my cock into her from that position. “I’m getting excited, too” Katie said, watching cock plunge in and out of pussy. It took a moment for Amber to answer, “Yes, that’s called getting ‘turned-on’… it can happen if you watch or think about sex.” “I want to try it,” Katie pleaded. Amber was a little more loosened up, now that the sex she was having was turning out to be really enjoyable. “You can’t, sweetie, you’re too young,” Amber said between short breathes. She was definitely on her way to an orgasm. “But it looks fun and I want to do it, too,” Katie whined. Amber was silent for a moment, completely being sidetracked with Jon humping her brains out. Then she looked over to me: “Ben, you be gentle with her. Go slow!” Amber turned to Katie, “Ben will have sex with you if you want, Katie. But you tell him if it hurts and he’ll stop.” “But won’t it hurt her?” I said uneasily. I hadn’t ACTUALLY planned or wanted to have sex with Katie, for real. “Just make sure she’s wet,” Amber said, barely able to get out the words between pleasure noises. “And don’t worry about her hymen. She broke that last year riding her bike.” “Katie, are you sure you want to have sex with me?” I asked her as she looked up at me with that gorgeous face that would one day go on to win beauty pageants. “Yes!” she squealed! She could tell Amber was having so much fun, she wanted in on the action. “Ok, lie down just like your sister…” I cooed. “BE GENTLE!” Amber yelled, which was followed by a, “Oh! Oh! OH!” right after. Katie laid down next to Amber on the bed. She looked so little laying there, her stringy arms and legs unsure where they should be placed. I bent down and spread her legs and put my mouth to her tiny pussy once again. I ran my tongue all over, trying to work it between her miniature lips. Meanwhile, she was giggling almost uncontrollably. “Amber, can you get my dick wet?” I asked, as Amber face was closest. Amber looked over and up at me, then figuring it wasn’t worth arguing about, leaned over and put her mouth over my dick and worked it in and out as Jon continued to fuck her. After about half-a-minute, she stopped and without another word, went back to concentrating on fucking Jon. Meanwhile, my freshly wet cock was ready to try out Katie’s 13 year old, tiny pussy. I moved my cock closer to her vagina and positioned it to enter. “Ok, now I’m going to go slow, just tell me how you feel every step of the way.” Katie nodded and I took my cock with one hand and pressed the head against the outer lips of her pussy. It looked massive against her tiny slit and at the moment I thought no way was this going to work. But, I pressed harder and her tiny lips began to spread. Katie’s face scrunched up and I knew she wasn’t comfortable. “Do you want me to stop?” I asked, gently? “No, it’s ok. It just feels big,” she said. “It will, but the more you relax, the more you’ll open up and it will be easier,” I said hoping just as well. After a moment of my head sitting at the entrance, I tried again, pushing more this time and it wasn’t any easier, but a little more was able to get in. Katie’s face remained slightly scrunched and I asked again if she wanted to stop or if it hurt and she said, ‘no’. So, with some patience and persistence, I continued to try and fit my cock inside the 13 year old. Looking down between our legs, my cock was just massive in comparison to her pussy and the rest of her tiny frame. But, as little as I was inside, it felt amazing; my dick completely jammed into a tiny, wet, warm hole. What was even more exciting was the actual fact my cock was really inside an 13 year old girl, who was going to be so hot one day. And I was her first…. There will never be another ‘me’. Waiting more and pushing more, the entire head of my cock was now squeezed up inside Katie. I began to move the head back and forth, every so slightly and after a long time, her pussy began to give a little and I was able to fit about another inch of my cock by the end. So, really only two inches of my dick could fit inside Katie, but that was more than enough for me. I didn’t even have to move much; just sitting there, still, with my head inside was enough sensation. Meanwhile, Jon had flipped Amber around and was now plowing her from behind. Amber opened her eyes to check on her sister, now seeing my cock buried two-inches deep into her sister’s pussy. “Does it hurt, sweetie?” Amber asked as she was being drilled. “No, but it feels full,” Katie commented. “He’s a grown-boy, so he can’t fit his whole penis inside of you. But when you get to be my age, you’ll be able fit a lot more.” “What are you doing now?” Katie asked, noting what must have been a weird looking position to her. “I’m doing a “doggie-style” position. It’s another position in sex and it also feels good.” “I want to try,” Katie said. And with that I gladly complied, pulling out of her and letting her get up to position herself like Amber. “Let’s switch,” Jon said as he pulled out of Amber. Amber was slightly taken aback. “No! I’m not fucking you both, nor am I going to let my little sister fuck two guys!” But Jon was already on his way over to switch places with me. “Come on, let her try different types. What, you don’t like Ben?” Amber huffed. I knew she was slightly hurt that Jon wanted to fuck Katie now, but she didn’t take it any further right then. Me? I was just happy to be having sex. I came up behind Amber and mounted her from behind, plunging my dick into a real pussy this time. I had no problem sliding the whole thing in all at once, right up to my balls. Amber moaned suddenly and it looked like I was doing something right after all! I proceeded to thrust away, my balls slapping her thighs as I grabbed her meaty, round ass. Looking over, I saw Katie on all fours, sticking her ass high in the air, presenting her pussy, much like her sister. Jon, cock soaking wet in Amber’s juices, spread Katie’s little ass cheeks and pointed his dick toward her little pussy. “Gentle and slow!” I said to him as I pumped away on Amber. The tip of Jon’s dick entered Katie much easier than mine did the first time. With slow and persistent work, he was able to get about half of his 7 inches inside her by the end. I guess the doggie-style position was a better angle to open up Katie’s vagina and with me already having stretched her out a little, combined with the slick-wet juices from her sister’s pussy, Jon was able to pump up to half his cock in and out of Katie. Jon and I fucking both sisters doggie-style went on for several minutes. Then, I heard a familiar grunt coming from Jon. “Ugggggg… I’m gonna cum!” he yelled. “Don’t cum in her!” Amber yelled back. “Why not? She hasn’t had her period yet, has she? It’ll be fine!” he replied on the verge of cumming. “…Because I don’t want you cumming inside her! If you want to cum somewhere, cum in my mouth!” Jon didn’t hesitate to pull out of Katie and scramble onto the bed, positioning his dick in front of Amber’s face as I still pumped her from behind. Amber took his cock in her mouth and started blowing him. Only seconds passed before Jon let out a long, loud groan and came for the third time, splashing his semen on the inside Amber’s cheeks. Well, that about did it for me, too. As Jon finished cumming, I felt the sperm building inside my balls and moments later, I blasted the inside of Amber’s vagina with my own jizz. Mind you, I had not cum once since this whole thing started; my orgasm was longer than it had even been before when I would masturbate, and I knew I was coating Amber’s insides with thick layers of sperm. Practically collapsing, I fell out of Amber’s pussy and sat on the edge of the bed, trying to catch my breath. Jon sat at the head of the bed and stroke some residual sperm out of his dick. Amber just fell down on the bed right where she was, exhausted. Katie was still sitting on the side of the bed. “Did you cum in me?” Amber asked. “Yeah, sorry… I was just really into it,” I said. “I better not get pregnant,” Amber replied. “What happened?” Katie asked. “Sex, sweetie. When you have sex, it ends with the man shooting sperm out of his penis. The sperm is what meets with the egg that’s inside of you and it grows into a baby.” “Are you going to have a baby now,” Katie asked innocently. “I hope not,” Amber said, eyeing me. Jon piped up, “Let’s wait a few minutes, then let’s show her anal sex!” he said, half-serious. “Fuck. You.” Amber shot back, giving him the finger. “What’s anal sex,” asked Katie. “It’s when the guy puts his penis in your butt,” Amber replied, frankly. “Ewwwwwww!” Katie said, shaking the visual out of her head. “Yes, that’s right: “Ewwww”!’ Amber said laughing. * * * I’m relieved to say, Amber never told her parents—or the police for that matter—about what happened with Katie. I’m not sure if Katie’s “lessons” helped her for future encounters with boys, growing up, but I’d like to think it did. And no; Katie, today, isn’t some fucked-up drug-addict nor has intimacy issues. She’s happy and normal. And she has become more beautiful than anyone could have ever imagined. She’s currently living in Los Angeles, pursing an acting career and has had some small roles in a few TV shows. But, with her looks, it’s only a matter of time before she really breaks out and makes it big. And don’t bother trying to figure out who Katie could be; “Katie” isn’t her real name. And I did keep those blue panties of hers I jacked off with all those years ago. Sometimes, I pull them out, wrap them around my cock, and masturbate with them while looking at picture of a grown Katie on her myspace page. And to think, when she was only 13…. And yes, it turned out Amber really did like Jon. They dated for the rest of that summer before college, though I’m sure the fact that Jon fucked her then 13 year old sister in front of her, wasn’t exactly a recipe for a lasting relationship. But during that summer, Jon eventually convinced Amber to do anal. I know, because I was there. There were plenty more sexually charged ‘hang-out’ sessions with our friends at Amber’s house, though none of them included Katie again. And Jon asked me on six occasions if I wanted to sneak upstairs and have sex with Amber together. It was then that Jon showed me that he and Amber had anal sex, by fucking her in the ass for me right then and there! This of course, eventually lead to the three of us exploring double-penetration which is a whole other story... As is the story of when Amber demanded to see me and Jon suck each other’s dicks, then take turns fucking each other in the ass… … but as I just said, that’s another story.
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