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   Date of first publication: Sunday, August 14, 2005



   My Ding-a-ling

   Story codes: m/ggg incest

   Story intro: This is a continuation of My Ding-a-Ling part one, if you
haven't read Part One do it now: Tom continues his discovery of the wonders
of the female form and it has him wondering.  In this installment he
continues to pursue and expand his awareness and appreciation of all things
wonderful, girls/woman.



   My Ding-a-ling

   Installment II

   Erotic Novel by

   Jack Spratt



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   Holding her close, my body reacts as expected; there is one hellva an
ache below.  Susan is so soft and warm; her hair smells of shampoo, her
body of her scented soap.  Her persistent tongue pushes against my lips. 
Our tongues finally meet, hers tastes of toothpaste, after enjoying full
body contact we part, falling back on the bed.

   "Sounds like we both had an interesting day, you go first."

   "First, what is that on the monitor?  What are they doing?"

   "Go and take a look, and afterward you tell what you think, there are
other pictures as well."

   Susan is in front of the monitor, leaning over studying the image, the
eerie light showing off her budding puffies with their small but
distinctive nipples.  Even in the subdued light she looks incredible; all I
can think of is the possibility of enjoying the feelings with her as I did
with Brenda.  She studies the image, a young girl on her back has her knees
bent, the male on top of her his shaft buried in her noticeable moist cunt,
his balls hanging.  Both show very distinctive slightly open assholes.  A
creamy liquid coats the lower section of the girl's pussy, a stream just
reaching the opening of her asshole.  The image is having its effect on
Susan; there is a noticeable rise in the tempo of her breathing.  Flicking
to the next panel, it shows the cock shrunk to a stub, both subjects are
lying side by side, the girls open pussy with an obvious stream of thick
creamy cum flowing out, the male's deflated cock is coated with the same
mixture.  The next screen shows the male, leaning over the same girl but
she is now on her hands and knees, his cock buried in her tight asshole,
her pussy shows her excitement with a lovely string of her juice dripping
downward; caught in time by the camera man.  Her face is turned back
looking at the boy; her serene smile portrays her feelings.

   "He has his cock in her bum hole, wouldn't that hurt?"

   "I don't know I haven't tried it."

   That is not a lie; Brenda did mention she wanted me to do her bottom
next time.  Looking at Susan's toned body, hoping, no actually praying, she
is willing to try either one tonight.

   "Are they doing what I think they are?"

   "What is that?"

   "Fucking."

   "You got it, it looks exciting."

   "Do you want us to do that?"

   "I was thinking about it.  You interested?"

   She looks at my tool then the picture, now totally absorb in the image.
She is wrapped up in what her imagination is filling her mind with, smiling
she grabs my tool, massaging it, studying it, still in deep thought.  She
looks up smiling.

   "You want to put that in my pussy and my bum, I wonder what it feels
like."

   As much as I would love to tell her about my liaison between Brenda's
legs this afternoon, my hope is that her curiosity will have her lying on
the bed legs spread beckoning me to mount her.  Leaning over my body she
mouths me, if nothing else, it feels magnificent.

   "Humm, I wonder."

   She looks at me, smiles, kisses me then crawls in beside me, rubbing her
warm naked body against me.  All that accomplishes is magnifying my desire.
Then her conversation takes us off in a different direction, shit.

   "I have so much to tell you.  As you thought, Bree did ask a lot of
questions, but I didn't tell her anything other than you showed me your
cock.  I didn't tell her how good it tasted."

   "So what else happened?"

   "She told me to tell you she is next.  She is really curious, especially
after what Janna told her and the fact that I have seen you, she feels left
out.  We usually talk about boys and now after last night together, she
wants the same thing."

   Having Bree see me can't be a bad thing; the conditions would be the
same as with Susan, I would see her as well.  That thought and Susan
rubbing me has me hurting for relief.  I hope she wants to try fucking.

   "Anything else?"

   "Janna called, she wants to see you again.  She actually told Bree that
your tongue does a better job than her own fingers.  Bree got so excited
she slipped her hand into her panties and rubbed her pussy, when she
realized she did it with me watching she was really embarrassed.  She has
never done anything like that before."

   "And what did you do?"

   Susan blushes then buries her head into my chest, she is breathing hard,
panting.  She is as excited as me.

   "I did the same thing.  Closing my eyes, all I could think of is you and
me last night.  It felt so good.  After we were done we looked at each
other and started to laugh.  It didn't stop there; she locked her bedroom
door and then removed her shorts and panties.  I have seen her before, but
this time it was different.  She had a glint in her eyes."

   "Different?"

   "Yes, usually we were changing for swimming or at school going to P. 
T., but this time we both knew it was for sex.  She is very beautiful; her
pussy has a very special appeal to me, I don't know why.  You would like
her."

   The vision of a naked Bree has crossed my mind numerous times while
masturbating, Susan is breathing hard, and her hand is between her legs
rubbing.

   "Anything else happen?"

   Again she pushes her face into my chest, the heat of her blush warming
my skin.  Removing her wet hand from between her legs she grasps me, the
dampness feels warm against my skin.  Then in a very low whisper she
murmurs.

   "Yes, we touched each other."

   Susan did have a lot to tell me, but somehow I don't think this was part
of it, she seems very embarrassed.  Holding her close, there is obviously
more to come, her hand slowly stroking my length as the occasional shiver
runs through her body.

   "All I could think of is what you did to me last night.  I spread her
pussy and rubbed her clit, it was beautiful Tom, and I would have never
believed it would be that way until today.  She went wild.  I couldn't
believe how much cum she had, her juice flowed like water.  My hand was
soaked.  When she wasn't looking I licked my fingers.  It actually didn't
taste too bad, but I didn't mouth her.  I did think about it, but just
couldn't.  I never thought of a girl that way before."

   "What did she do for you?"

   "She fingered me and made me cum, all I could think of is you.  Well, at
least most of the time.  Her hands are so soft and her fingers found my hot
spots.  When we stopped I think we both felt foolish and then quickly got
dressed.  We didn't talk about it.  Actually she looked away from me every
time our eyes met.  I hope she still likes me."

   Of course, all I can think of is watching the two beautiful girls
touching each other.  Maybe the three of us can do something together.  But
for now my hope is Susan will ask me to fuck her tonight.

   "So when was the last time she mentioned wanting to see my cock?"

   "Just before I left her house."

   "That tells me she still likes you, she likely felt embarrassed.  I bet
she calls you tomorrow and suggests you touch each other again."

   "Do you really think so?"

   "Yes, after touching you last night, I want to touch you again and
again."

   Lifting her face from my chest she kisses me, she looks so angelic.

   "What do you have to tell me?"

   "Actually, you know already, it was the pictures and the fact that I
want you so much.  When I saw them, all I could think of is you and me
doing it."

   "Doesn't something break when it happens the first time?  The teacher
talked about it in health class.  Wouldn't that make a mess?  Mom would not
be happy."

   Hell, nothing happened when I fucked Brenda, but then I wasn't her
first. This is a problem.  As much as I want to fuck Susan, I don't want
mom to find out; she would kill me, but worse than that it would end, that
is something neither of us want.  There has to be something we can do about
it.  Besides, my cock is really hurting and is screaming for relief.

   "Do you still have that old doll carriage blanket; you remember the one
you used to put on your dollies pretending to keep them dry in the pretend
rain?"

   The doll carriage is the only thing Susan kept from her younger years,
all the rest of her doll collection has long gone.  She told mom she will
give the doll carriage to her daughter.  Mom thought that was so cute.  We
could put it on the bed, cover it with a towel and then try to fuck.  If
there is a mess Susan could hide it in her carriage.  Quick like a bunny
she is out of bed, out the door, returning with the cover, and a towel. 
Goes to prove we both have creative minds.

   "If we make a mess I can wash it when mom isn't home."

   Carefully laying out the cover then the towel, she leans over, kisses
me, gives my hard cock a squeeze and does what I hoped she would, she moves
to her back then arranges her body with her legs spread.

   "Does this look okay?  I am ready.  Let's try."

   Arranging my body above her, she surprises me by grasping my tool and
guiding it to her pussy.  Disappointed, it doesn't disappear like it did in
Brenda; the head of my cock is just inside of Susan, but there is a barrier
holding it back.

   "It is not going in very far."

   "I can feel it; you are banging against my cherry.  Maybe that is what
the book was talking about.  Keep pushing."

   This is not what I was hoping for.  The tip of my cock is hurting, but
if Susan can put up with the pain, we have to keep trying.  The feeling is
bitter sweet; it feels good but hurts a bit when I push.  Thoughts of
Brenda fill my mind; I will be at the park tomorrow.

   "Tom this is hurting, maybe we should try my bum."

   Anything at this point has to be better than pushing against something
that doesn't want to let me bury my cock in my sister.  Moving my body to
one side she rolls onto her tummy, her soft bum up in the air.  She reaches
back and spreads her bum cheeks.  Her asshole looks so small, we can try
but there is no way my cock is going anywhere in that tiny orifice.  Heat
is transferred to the head of my cock on contact, pushing gently surprises
me as my foreskin pushes back against the rim of her asshole, it is
actually going in.

   "Are you okay Susan?"

   "Yes, but go slow, it feels like a big log is being shove up my bum.  I
hope it feels better than this when it is all in."

   You and me both, after Brenda this is an anti-climax, I so much wanted
Susan to enjoy this and want to do it often.  Adding more pressure hits me
with a mild wave of pain as the mushroom head and the roll of foreskin
disappear in Susan's ass.  Slowly my shaft disappears into a very tight
moist sleeve, the sensation is very familiar to fucking Brenda, but Susan
is very tight.  There is an odd feeling on my cock like someone is
squeezing me.

   "I can feel all of you in me.  Can you feel me squeezing you?  It feels
like I have to go poo."

   "Yes it feels good; you are really warm back there."

   Susan wiggles a bit as the sensation gets comfortable; her anal passage
accepts the intruder.  Slowly pumping a familiar sensation returns, like
fucking Brenda early this afternoon.  Susan is not complaining, but is
emitting small sighs and grunts with every downward stroke.  Then she
starts pushing back, she is enjoying it.  With that, my movements start to
increase in speed, my crescendo is building up.  Susan is really grunting
now, at the point of no return, my ejaculation pumps hot cum into her
bowls.

   "Sorry Susan, but there was nothing I could do."

   "Don't be, I wanted it to happen.  It feels much better than I imagined
and when you cum, it felt good.  I can sense every squirt you made.  Your
cock is getting smaller inside me."

   My deflated cock slips out of its' warm home.  Susan's asshole doesn't
close; there is a gapping pink hole full of my cream between her cheeks
causing me to fear the worst.  What happens if it stays that big?  She
would have to tell mom.  Then just as I was about to panic, it starts to
shrink very slowly, but it shrinks.  Relief floods over me.

   "Can we try to fuck again tomorrow?  I will read up on it on the net, it
could tell us what we are doing wrong."

   Something has to be wrong as it was great fucking Brenda, no problems
and she enjoyed it.  Rolling Susan onto her back, I lean over and kiss her
lips than and then work my way down her body ending up at her very wet
pussy.  Hell it smells good.  She knows what is about to happen, she raises
her knees and spreads her legs wide to accommodate my large head.  With my
mouth glued to her like a vacuum, a river of her juice floods my throat. 
Susan's body reaction confirms she is experiencing multiple organisms.  Now
that both of us are satisfied, we drift off to sleep, bodies molded
together.

   Sleeping with Susan can certainly become a habit.  Waking in the morning
with my sister grasping my morning woody has its advantages.  The problem
is the smell.  Sloppy sex seems to have a lingering odor, something I am
sure mom or dad would recognize.

   "Tom, can you smell that?"

   "Yes."

   "It is worse today than it was yesterday.  You had better open the
window."

   Her hand is massaging me, my Ding-a-ling controlling the mood.

   "If you weren't so sticky, I could suck you."

   Starting the day off with Susan giving me a blow job would be a great
way to begin the day.

   "Give me a few minutes and I will have a shower."

   Her face fills with a smile as she nods her approval.  The shower is
quick and refreshing.  My cock is in full bloom ready for her warm mouth.
Returning to the bedroom Susan is on her knees, her mouth at the ready. 
With one hand massaging my balls the other plays with my asshole.  In what
seems to be seconds my tool is pulsating gobs of cream into her waiting
throat.  She squeezes every drop from my shaft.

   "Humm, I can't believe I just sucked my bro's cock before breakfast and
enjoyed every taste of it.  That should hold you until tonight.  Are you
going to play ball today?"

   "Yes, I am planning too, all the guys will be at the park."

   Brenda will be there as well, but that is something to keep to myself. I
can't wait to see what today will bring.  This has been an interesting
summer.  At breakfast, all goes well.  Mom inquires as to why I showered in
the morning, something out of the ordinary.

   "It was so hot last night, I felt sticky.  A shower made me feel so
good."

   Actually Susan's mouth manipulating my cock made me feel better, but it
is something mom might take exception too.

   "I am glad you are taking personal hygiene seriously, it will pay in the
long run, girls like a clean boy."

   Mom thinks she is teasing me, if she only knew.  On entering the park my
focus has really changed, now as I scan the crowd, every girl and woman
gets a second look.  Does she fuck?  Does she show her pussy to guys? 
These are the things going through my mind rather than if I could hit the
ball the furthest; catch every fly ball, wining in every show and tell
competition with my cock.

   At the pool, a number of young girls are splashing each other under
their mom's watchful eyes.  What surprises me is the size of their pussies.
Their wet bathing costumes are displaying very full lips, something I never
noticed before.  After parking my bike, I can't help but notice some of the
mothers are displaying an interesting view between their legs as well, most
have very distinctive pussies, displayed for all that are interested.  Do
older women like boys, something to ponder?

   "Hi Tom, I haven't seen you for a while."

   Turning to determine the source of the comment, it is Mrs.  Croley and
her daughter Caitlin, our next door neighbor.  Her first name is Vickie. 
Her husband is away a lot, as he travels for his company.

   She is wearing a white blouse tied just below her shapely breasts and
showing a large expanse of very pink skin with a very small bulge at her
tummy accented by a large deep belly button.  She is wearing light blue
shorts, with black piping down the sides.  Her lips are coated with a deep
red lip-gloss, and being this close the scent she is wearing permeates the
area.  She often sun bathes in her back yard, wearing a string bikini.  I
produced a lot of cum looking at her from my window.

   She is sitting on a bench while toweling Caitlin dry after coming out of
the pool.  My eyes are at Caitlin's crotch, admiring the way her pussy is
outlined in the thin wet bathing suit.  As a result of my experience over
the past few days, it has me wondering if Caitlin would taste as good as
Susan.

   "I have been home, you just didn't notice me."

   "Maybe so, the weather has been fantastic for swimming, Caitlin is
continuously after me to bring her."

   Caitlin is nine or ten, slim, long flowing blonde hair, and the
loveliest blue eyes.  In the past she has often come over and bugged me
with the support my sister, although Susan and she aren't what you would
call close friends.  Since my discovery of girls, I can't help but assess
her young body.  She has no breasts at all, but two very distinctive
nipples that are pushing against her damp suit.  That feeling is returning.
Looking up, I realize Mrs.  Croley has been watching me studying her
daughter.  Embarrassed, I make a blunder.

   "Maybe I can help.  She could come with me."

   As soon as the words left my mouth, I regret it.  What the hell would
make me say anything like that; the guys will crucify me for babysitting
Caitlin.

   "Oh Mommy, can I?  I promise to be good and do what Tom tells me."

   When Mrs.  Croley stands, my eyes go straight to her crotch, like her
daughter her pubes are fully exposed, but unlike her daughter they are
massive.  Again she catches me staring this time between her legs; a smile
spreads over her face, a blush over mine.

   "I appreciate the offer Tom, Caitlin is a good swimmer and shouldn't be
any trouble.  I don't like letting her come down her on her own, you never
know who she would be talking too.  However with you watching out for her,
it should be okay."

   "You can't be too careful."

   "Oh mommy, you will let me?"

   "Well, maybe a couple of times a week if it is okay with Tom, I am sure
he won't want to have you with him all the time."

   "It will be fine with me Mrs.  Croley."

   "Great, call me when you get home.  And from now on please call me
Vickie."

   "Okay Mrs.  I meant Vickie, I will call you tonight."

   At the field the guys are about to start the usual morning game.  In the
group of onlookers is Brenda wearing light green riding shorts that are
like a second skin, hell her luv lips are monsters, Janna's and Susan's
pale by comparison.  Noticing me, she smiles acknowledging interest. 
Beside her is a young girl on a red bicycle.  Riding towards them, Brenda
pushes out her breasts in my direction.  That feeling returns.

   "Good morning, Brenda.  Who's your friend?"

   "This is my sister Jayden, Jayden meet Tom, the guy I told you about."

   Since I had just met Brenda yesterday, fucked her and went home what
could she have discussed with her sister?  Jayden looks about ten, her body
much slimmer than her sister's, she has long brown hair and large brown
eyes with a very captivating face.  She seems to be studying me.  Then her
eyes settle on my now embarrassing bulge.

   "He doesn't look that big."

   "Well he is, maybe he will let you see it.  Tom, my sister likes the
same things as I do.  If you are interested in finding out, follow us after
the ball game."

   Jayden looks at me defiantly, making sure the small protrusion on her
chest are shown to their greatest advantage.  Her long legs have enough
muscles and shape so they don't look lanky.  Her bicycle shorts show me she
has a very interesting pussy.  Now I am curious.

   "I will look for you after the game."

   Andy comes running towards me, a big grin on his face, and he has
another boy with him.

   "Tom, how are you doing?  This is my new friend Rick; he likes the same
thing I do."

   Rick blushes; Andy has found a friend that likes having his cock sucked.
I am glad, with my priority now being girls and sex, there wouldn't be much
time for Andy.

   "How are you Rick?  Andy is a good friend to have."

   "I know, we hit it right off."

   I bet they did, if Rick enjoys having his cock sucked.  Andy is in
heaven, someone his own size and perhaps Rick enjoys sucking as well.  I am
glad for Andy.

   "Tom, it is a good thing you got here, we are just about to start.  By
the way, what did you do to Janna in the tree house; all she talks about is
you."

   "Has she been bothering you?"

   "No, nothing to speak of since you talked with her."

   "I am glad it worked out."

   "She told me to tell you to call her, what does she want?"

   All I can hope it is more of what we did and maybe she will be willing
to fuck.

   "I am not sure, but she and Bree, my sister's friend, have been yakking
with each other.  It could have something to do with that, they like making
my life miserable."

   "You can handle them better than I can.  Let's go and play ball."

   During the game, I find Brenda and her sister on the sidelines looking
at me.  Jayden is so small; can she actually fuck a guy?  Twice I nearly
missed a fly ball because my attention is not on the game, but on my
growing interest in Jayden; finally the morning game is over.  The usual
follows, a rehash of the game and the winners boosting.  My eyes keep
roving looking for the Brenda and her sister.  Locating them again they
have their backs to me, I focus on their shapely bottoms, both have deep
ass cracks.  Actually from this angle, Jayden's ass looks very sexy.

   Andy and Rick come towards me.  Andy is smiling.

   "Will we see you tomorrow?"

   "Likely, I enjoy the games and the pool."

   "Rick and I are going home, he likes the tree house."

   Rick blushes.

   "Have a good time, see you tomorrow."

   Both mount their bikes and ride off, Andy leading.  Looking towards the
girls, they see me and slowly ride towards the edge of the park and Pine
Street, a quick looks confirms no one is paying attention to me, I follow.
Once on Pine, I stick right behind them.  Jayden's bum movement on her seat
has me hurting.  Every time I see a girl my cock reacts.

   As we enter the garage, Brenda flicks the switch and the door lowers. 
All three of us are looking at each other, Jayden staring at my now very
obvious boner.

   "Jayden, quit staring at Tom.  You are embarrassing him."

   "You are the one that said he is big."

   "He is; you'll see."

   Brenda moves towards the stairs, Jayden follows with me at her heels,
what a beautiful bottom, well proportioned.  My attitude and appreciation
of everything female has drastically changed, now all I see is potential
sex partners.  So far every one of them has been interested.  Something is
different about the room this time, the day bed is sporting a white sheet
and the clutter has disappeared.  Looking at Jayden has me wondering what
her naked body with her legs spread will looking like on that sheet.

   "Okay, let's all get undressed."

   Jayden looks at me hesitantly, Brenda has her top off, and her breasts
jiggling as she works her tight shorts over her bum.  Jayden follows her
example, exposing to perky nipples on her chest, breasts are not a factor.
Removing my shirt, and then loosening my belt my outer shorts drop to my
ankles leaving me standing in my undershorts and sporting a massive boner.
Jayden notices and her large eyes get larger.

   "He is big."

   "I told you; wait until you see all of it.  Take off your panties, let
him see your pussy and watch his cock."

   Jayden is wearing none descriptive white panties; however, the mystery
hidden beneath is another story.  Lowering them slowly certainly has my
attention; finally removed she stands up for inspection.  Her tummy is
flat, sporting the cutest little belly button, but it is her twin mounds
that have my attention, and completely devoid of any hair, when she stands
the view is of two halves of sizable peaches, with a very distinctive
magnetically appealing cleft between them.  Proportionally, they appear big
for her body.  She looks at me defiantly.

   "Jayden, you are beautiful."

   The magic words, a confident smile flows across her face with a slight
blush, she appears to relax.  Now at the edge of the day bed she sits,
lifts up one foot, the action spreads her legs, and in turn spreading her
luv lips, providing a breath taking view of her open blossom.  Jayden may
be small in stature, but what is between her legs defies that comment. 
From my angle, the moisture glistens, her lower tongue sticks out nearly an
inch, the opening appears to be more than sufficient to accept my cock
which just happens to be ready for action.

   "Thank you, you're not so bad yourself.  You are much bigger than our
cousin Leigh."

   "Leigh took our cherries when he was visiting last year."

   "How old is he?"

   "He would be seventeen now."

   Quickly calculating Jayden would have nine, Brenda thirteen.  I wonder
if he hurt Jayden.  Brenda is a big girl and certainly would have been able
to handle him.  She is a dream to fuck now.  But Jayden, I wonder.

   "So, do you have a boyfriend?"

   Jayden blushes, then replies.

   "No, but the boys at school are always trying to look up the girl's
dresses.  Sometimes when I wear my fancy panties, I give them a small
peek."

   "Brenda said you like the same things she does."

   Again a blush, she looks down at the floor.

   "Well, I like looking at cocks; there are plenty of boys at school that
like showing us girls what they have.  Some are really small, I like the
size of yours, and it is the biggest I have seen."

   "Bigger than Leigh's?"

   "Most of the guys at school are bigger than Leigh's."

   Perhaps taking Jayden's cherry wasn't as painful as it would have been
by a guy with a tool my size.  Staring between her legs, I can only hope
she is willing.  Her lower tongue seems to be swelling.  What does she
tastes like?

   "Have you fucked anyone else?"

   "No, I didn't like it when Leigh got on top of me, all he did was push
hard, grunt a few times and then it was over.  He didn't even say thank
you."

   That Leigh with his small cock, he certainly didn't have the
appreciation of what he took from the girls.  At least Brenda enjoys it. 
Will Jayden entertain doing it again?  Looking up at Brenda, she seems to
sense my need.

   "Jayden, we have to take care of Tom, do you want to try or do you want
to watch me?"

   Her open moist cunt is calling me.  As much as I want to take Jayden, my
desire is indicating to me to follow the path of the least resistance, that
being the very willing Brenda.

   "I can watch, but if I get brave enough will you stop and let me try?"

   "It is the least I can do for my sister."

   Jayden moves from the daybed, Brenda assumes the position, legs spread
and pussy open and ready for action.  Not wanting to appear desperate, my
first action is kissing her, and then using butterfly kisses I move down
her body and stop for an appreciative suck at each nipple.  Continuing
downward, I tongue her bellybutton and finally at her pussy her scent
enforces my raging hardon then leaning forward my tongue enjoys a lick. 
Brenda starts a chant.

   "Oh my!  Oh my!  Please don't stop."

   With my face buried between Brenda's ample thighs, my actions are not
lost on Jayden.  Her face is inches away from mine watching my tongue
action.  Twice Brenda raises her hips, her hands on the back of my head
pulling my face deep into her pussy as she convulses to a climax.  It is
difficult keeping up to her elixir flow, but I manage.  Then in the
distance there is a voice.

   "Brenda, let me try, after watching you two, I really feel funny."

   Brenda's strong hands now are pushing me away from her fountain.

   "Tom, would you do the same thing for Jayden?  She needs to realize all
guys are not as uncaring as our little dick cousin."

   Although I was hoping to mount Brenda, eating her sister is a cross I
will bear.  As Brenda gets up she kisses me licking her surplus juice from
my lips.  Jayden hesitantly moves into position, looking at me as she
spreads her legs.  Her pussy looks so fresh, so flawless.  The opening is
dripping; her scent hits me, very similar to Susan.  Leaning over her prone
body, our lips meet, her eyes have a confused look.  Perhaps she hasn't
enjoyed kissing.

   "Didn't Leigh kiss you girls?"

   "No, all he was interested in is getting his little cock in me.  It
wasn't fun at all."

   This time my kiss has feeling.  Jayden's lips are willing, but not sure
what to do.  The next kiss is longer and my tongue flicks out and moistens
hers.  Another surprised look, but no hesitation at all.  The next kiss is
greeted by her tongue and the taste of bubble gum.

   "Humm, that is nice."

   Abandoning her lips, my kisses cover her hard nipples, then her cute
belly button.  She squirms, her hands on my head pushing downwards, not
that she wanted me at her pussy, but to get me away from her sensitive
belly button.  Now at her moist opening the scent is concentrated, and much
more appealing.  My first contact causes a ripple to run through her body,
and she emits a gasp.

   "That does feel good."

   As my tongue explores, my appreciation for all girls has heightened. 
Even at my young age, I realize it is a privilege to be offered what Jayden
is presenting me.  Why that lout of a Leigh, who is a lot older than me,
didn't appreciate the beauty before him makes one wonder.  Jayden's lotus
blossom seems to open wider with the more tongue attention it gets.  Her
elixir flows as abundantly as her sister's, her inner pussy tongue revels
with all this attention.  The grunting sounds are the true signs I am doing
something right.  Then her hips lift off the daybed, her body stiffens then
she holds her breath, only to stretch her legs straight out and exhaust her
breath.  She just experienced her first oral climax.

   "Brenda, what happened, I thought I was going to pee myself."

   "Tom made you cum; something your shitty cousin wouldn't do for us, his
only interest was himself; the selfish little prick.  Tom did the same for
me yesterday.  I knew you would like it."

   "Does he fuck better than Leigh?"

   "Everybody fucks better than Leigh.  But Tom is the best fuck I have
had."

   "Tom, will you fuck me like you did Brenda?"

   "I would like to try."

   Jayden arranges her small body on the daybed, her sister watching.  Her
pussy is now swollen from being eaten and her juice is seeping downwards
over her asshole to the sheet.  Now I know the reason for the sheet.

   "He is so big; do you think it will fit?"

   "I think so, you will stretch; I did."

   Moving between Jayden's legs, my spear at the ready, the one thing that
flashes through my young mind is why wasn't I enjoying this a long time
ago. Boys are good friend, but girls, they have pussies.

   "Tell me if it hurts, I will stop."

   "Leigh didn't even ask, he just pulled my panties down and crawled on
top of me, pushed it in, grunted and then got off.  He hurt me."

   "I don't want to hurt you; I want it to feel as good for you as it does
for me."

   When looking at the size of my cock now at the entrance of her pussy, I
have my doubts of accomplishing anything.  The only salvation is Brenda
standing beside us, her pussy at eye level, a steady stream of cream slowly
making its way down her thigh.

   "Relax Jayden; it will be easier for Tom to get in."

   When we make contact it's like magic, nothing has happened, but it feels
breathtaking.  The head of my cock is fully exposed, as my foreskin is held
off by the rim.  Pushing, there seems to be resistance, my size and her
small opening.  This is not going to work.  Pushing a bit harder gets
Jayden's attention, she looks me in the eye and lifts her hips upwards. 
There is a pressure on the head of my cock then all of sudden; a warm
feeling engulfs my shaft as it slides slowing into Jayden.  I am buried to
the balls and about to fuck a ten year old.  What could be better than
this?

   "He is in Brenda; it doesn't feel as bad as I thought."

   "Tom is pretty good at that, it will feel even better in a minute.  Just
close your eyes hang on and concentrate on what is happening between your
legs."

   My thoughts exactly, the feeling is indescribable, I bet fucking Susan
will feel the same.  Jayden is so tight; it reminds me of Susan's asshole
last night.  What a feeling.  With each stroke it is getting better,
Jayden's body is adjusting to my pumping in and out; her juice is making
everything so slippery.

   "Wow, this feels good, nothing like Leigh."

   "I told you that you would like it.  I hope you can cum with Tom's cock
in you."

   One thing for sure is that I am going to cum, and very soon.  Jayden has
her eyes closed and is breathing hard, panting.  My crescendo is very
close. My mental telepathy is screaming, hurry Jayden; let me know you are
going to cum.  Then she starts.

   "Hum, hum, hum."

   Her hips are pushing against me and like someone flicking a switch, my
cock starts tweaking, then ejaculating.  Hot cream flows into Jayden.  She
has me in a bear hug squeezing me, surprising me just how strong she is. 
Then she relaxes.

   "Whoa, that was something.  Will it always happen that way?"

   "As long as we don't let Leigh do it again."

   Satisfied, my role fulfilled, I roll off Jayden's body, my stub covered
with cum and her cream.  Both of us are panting, she finds my hand and
squeezes it with affection.  She has a sublime look on her face.

   "That really felt good, you were right about Tom."

   "I hope you left a little of him for me.  He was supposed to do my
asshole today.  I can't wait to feel him there."

   I don't know what it is, but after that comment my cock starts to get
that old feeling back.  From the dead it rises, slowly at first but gaining
momentum.  Soon it is standing on high, no worse for wear awaiting the next
hill to conquer, actually Brenda's asshole.

   "Look Jayden, Tom is hard again.  That was quick."

   "Let's just rest for a few more minutes, I still feel so good.  I can't
believe the difference from Leigh to Tom.  I hope we can do it again."

   That is music to my ears, the request of girls interested in helping me.
This will certainly cut down on my need to masturbate and it is much more
fun.  Actually since Andy's blowjob, masturbating hasn't been a priority in
my life.  All the changes have happened in a few short weeks.  What a
beautiful world.

   "Come on, Tom.  Jayden, you can sit on the chair and watch."

   Standing up, Brenda moves to the daybed, but before she lies down, she
grabs a bottle of hand cream, squirting a good dab in her hands, I watch in
fascination as she spreads her asshole and coats the opening.

   "It makes your cock slide easier.  Ever since I have been doing it, it
hasn't hurt when they push it in, and you are so much bigger than the
others."

   The thought of little prick Leigh comes to mind.  I am more than ready.
Brenda reaches over and gives my cock a squeeze then lays on her tummy, her
bum at the ready.

   "You can put some of the cream on your cock."

   Coating my cock with the cool hand cream, I look at her.  She reaches
back and spreads her ass cheeks, her asshole opens.  Moving between her
legs, I line up my cock to that gaping hole and slide it home.  The heat is
unbelievable.  With the lubricant it slides in and out with ease, Susan
will love hearing about this.  Brenda uses her muscles to play with me.  It
feels like she is coaxing my cock to pump cream into her.

   Jayden has disappeared, and then I realize she is behind us, watching my
cock go in and out of her sister's asshole.  My ball sack hits Brenda's
pussy with each stroke.  The good feeling increases.  She exercises great
control over her asshole, the muscles continue to contract providing a
breathtaking sensation.  Tonight with Susan, if we ass fuck, she will be
impressed with the hand cream solution, however, my first choice will be
her tight virgin pussy.

   "Oh, Jayden, you are going to like this as much as you did in your
pussy. It really feels good when Tom does it, each time he pulls out it
feels like going poo."

   The sounds of their voices are way off as my crescendo increases, and
then a surprise, Jayden has her hands on my balls, massaging them.

   "Can you feel that, Tom?"

   Her soft squeezing, combined with sliding in and out of her sister
asshole, is a unique feeling.  Her hands squeezing flicks my trigger, cum
flows through my shaft deep into Brenda.  This time I really feel
exhausted. My cock slips out of her asshole, leaving a very large opening
that will shrink momentarily as experience taught me.

   "I can see inside you Brenda; it is covered with Tom's cream."

   "Tom is better than all the other guys that have fucked me in the ass. I
feel really good and nearly climaxed, next time maybe you can take a bit
more time and it will happen."

   ****************** ********************* ******************

   Riding my bike home, my legs feel like lead, each rotation is an effort.
While riding, I think of tonight, there should be enough time to recuperate
before Susan joins me in bed; just the thought of her starts a twinge even
after Jayden and Brenda.  Maybe tonight we can break through the thing that
is blocking my cock.  Then a horrible odor hits me, someone must be
fertilizing a lawn, but after riding five blocks the odor is still there,
it is me!  I am in dire need of a shower.

   Tearing through the house, a quick hello to mom, I hit the stairs
running.  Stripping to my shorts, the odor is really strong, the hair on my
cock and balls is matted with cum and cream.  No wonder it smells. 
Throwing my shorts into the shower will remove any traces of this
afternoon's transgression.  I can always say they fell into the shower by
accident.

   At the dinner table Susan is bright and cheery; twice she rubs my leg
with her foot and smiles at me.  It seems she has something to tell me.  I
am going to have to tell her about Jayden and Brenda, it is only fair.

   "Mom, I met Mrs.  Croley and Caitlin in the park.  I offered to take
Caitlin to the park for her so she can have some free time.  I have to call
her tonight."

   Mom looks at me like I have two heads.  Dad just nods and continues
eating.

   "Is this Tom actually my son?  First you shock me by showering when you
came home.  Then you tell me you actually volunteered to do something for
someone else?  Susan, what have you been putting in his cereal, I want to
know."

   She is laughing, but still is dubious of my motives.

   "It is a good thing to do something for others as it will always pay off
in the end."

   I can only hope so after seeing what both the Croley women have between
their legs.  Susan has a big smile on her face likes she knows what my
motives are.  Maybe she does.  Excusing myself from the table and grabbing
the telephone book, I find the Croley's number and dial.

   "Hello."

   "Hello, Mrs.  Croley, I mean Vickie, it is Tom.  You asked me to call."

   "Bad timing, I am in the midst of washing my hair.  Why don't you come
over and we can talk as I dry.  You don't have far to walk."

   "I will tell mom and be over shortly."

   "Mom I going next door to talk to Mrs.  Croley.  I shouldn't be long."

   The Croley's live in a two story house, similar to ours.  Ringing the
doorbell gets a come in response.  Opening the door I hear.

   "Tom, I am in the kitchen."

   Walking towards her voice brings me to the rear of the house; Vickie is
at the sink, her hair full of suds.

   "This is the best place to wash my hair; this hose is great for
rinsing."

   She is still wearing the same shorts at least the same color as she was
at the park, but is wearing a loose baggy armless sweatshirt that looked
like it has seen better days.  Gazing towards her confirms she can't see me
as she leans over the sink exposing a lovely breast hanging freely from her
body, she isn't wearing a bra.  The nipple is the size of a large grape. 
The breast is a pale white, a contrast from the other areas of skin that
are deeply tanned.  That tingle is back.

   "Sit down Tom; I will be done in a minute."

   "Take you time, I am in no hurry."

   This gives me the opportunity to really take a look at her body close
up. Her legs are very muscular, very shapely.  Her bum cheeks are sexy with
a deep cleft between them; her shorts seem to be buried deep in the divide.
The skin above her shorts is a soft brown from her tan.  Her toe nails are
polished with a deep red color.  She looks really sexy.  Finally she stands
toweling her hair, her breast jiggle as she moves, the nipples pushing
against the sweatshirt which has a number of wet spots on it, I still can't
believe the size.  My gaze focuses on her beautiful pubs, very large and
with a deep cleft separating them.  Do older ladies like boys, I wonder.

   "I wanted to thank you for offering to take Caitlin swimming, but I
didn't want to do it front of her.  She really wants to go with you; you
realize she has a crush on you?  She has since first meeting you."

   Vickie is now looking at me, her eyes shining, and her still hair damp
hangs in ringlet's framing her face.  Her full lips are coated with
lip-gloss, the same shade as the polish on both her finger and toes.  With
these thoughts going through my mind the inevitable happens, and it is
obvious to Vickie.  A smile slowly fills her face as she acknowledges my
embarrassment.

   "You find me attractive Tom?"

   Opening my mouth to answer, no sounds come out.  She reaches over and
pats my arm.  The contact is feather smooth, but the electricity travels
quickly to my aching cock.  I am sure it tweaked, bringing another smile to
Vickie's face.

   "Don't be embarrassed Tom, you have natural curiosity about women, all
boys do.  I find it flattering that a young man such as you finds an old
woman interesting, let alone sexy."

   "You're not that old?"

   "Well, I am old enough to be your mother; don't you think that is old?"

   I have never thought of my mother as being anything other than my mom.
Vickie is right, she is older, but that doesn't change the fact she is very
beautiful woman.

   "You don't look old, you look great."

   There I go again sticking my foot in my mouth; I just don't know when to
shut up.  Then Vickie surprises me again, she leans over and gives me a
quick kiss on the mouth, her scent fills my head with all kinds of thoughts
settling in my tool that is now quivering in its confines.

   "It is nice for a woman to hear that she is appreciated, with Ralph on
the road all the time, it gets to me now and then.  But a good looking
fellow like you has all kinds of girls chasing you, right?"

   I really don't know how she interrupts the blush.  I can't help but
wonder why her husband doesn't come home more.  I know I would.

   "I think I would try and come home often if I was Ralph.  Girls don't
chase me, at least not yet."

   "You are too kind Tom, but let's talk about Caitlin; she wants to go
tomorrow if it is okay with you."

   Since I am committed to tomorrow or the next day, it won't make any
difference; the guys will soon find out about it and start teasing me.

   "Tomorrow is great; I usually leave about nine thirty and try to be back
by early afternoon."

   Leaving, I am filled with all kinds of weird feelings.  There is no
doubt in my mind that seeing Vickie naked would be an ultimate dream.  I
can only hope.

   Once at home, the family sits in the living room, rehashing the events
of the day, in my mind, I rehash mine, feeling Jayden's small body under
me, with her pushing her hips upwards meeting my strokes feels- - -then
there is a voice.

   "Tom, where are you?  Susan just asked you a question."

   "Sorry mom, I must have dozed off, what did you ask?"

   The look on her face telegraphs she is going to ask something
embarrassing.  That sinister smile has my spine trembling.

   "Are you going to take Caitlin to the park tomorrow?  You know she has a
crush on you.  She often asks about you when she sees me in the yard, looks
like you have a girlfriend."

   "Susan, you can't be serious.  Caitlin is what, ten, and she can't be
interested in boys."

   If mom only knew how interested some ten year olds are in boys, she
would be in shock.  If she knew how I spent part of the afternoon buried
deep in ten year old Jayden and the fact she enjoyed it and wants more, she
would be comatose.  The look I give Susan brings a bogus look of concern,
knowing we will be in bed together shortly with no malice in mind.  That
reminds me to bring the hand cream to the bedroom.

   "Mom, girls grow up a lot quicker these days, most are interested in
boys."

   That brings a look of concern to mom; Susan just opened a can of worms,
putting herself in the spot light.

   "Are you interested in boys?  Have you done anything with boys?"

   "Oh mom, girls talk about boys all the time, and I bet Tom talks about
girls with the guys as well."

   Mentally I tell Susan to keep me out of it; she is the one that started
this.  When she finds about what has transpired with Brenda, she will
really be surprised.  I don't think I will tell her about Jayden just yet
considering the comments she made about Caitlin.  Finally, the conversation
comes to an end with dad saying it is late and he has to go to work early.
After a string of goodnights, Susan and I head upstairs.

   "You can have the bathroom first Susan."

   "You are going to shower again, that will make three times today."

   "I have to be clean for you."

   She looks down the stairs as if mom and dad would be listening, leans
over and kisses me, after our lips touch, her arms encircle me and she
really gives me a kiss moving her body against my cock.

   "I will be waiting for you.  I can't wait to get more of this."

   Her hand is on my boner, I hate to say this but I do love my sister. 
She detours into the bathroom, within seconds the water is running.  She
surprises me by completing her shower in record time.  I am in and out in a
flash and await Susan's arrival.  Momentarily the door opens, and like last
night, she is wearing an abbreviated nightie without bottoms.  She darts
across the room into my arms.

   "You wouldn't believe how much I wanted time to move to this time of the
day."

   We fall back on the bed; my cock rubbing her thigh, her legs spread and
her pussy softly humping my leg.  The dampness and the heat give me a
shiver.  This is the feeling that should never end.

   "How did you day go?  Did you talk to Bree?"

   Susan snuggles into my neck, similar to last night; she obviously has
something of interest to tell me.

   "I guess you could say it was a good day.  Yes, Bree and I spent most of
it together."

   "And?"

   She squeezes me; her fragrance of beauty soap is so refreshing.  She is
hiding something from me, but so am I from her.

   "It was like you said; she did call me early this morning and wanted to
see me at her place.  We went right to her bedroom; both her parents work
so we were the only ones in the house.  She had me sit down and told me she
enjoyed me touching her and hoped she didn't gross me out because of it. 
She couldn't believe me when I told her fingering me was great.  She was in
my arms in seconds.  We couldn't get our clothes off fast enough.  Boy was
she wet, but so was I, in moments we both had each other cumming.  She
watched me lick my fingers, and then when I pushed her back on the bed, she
smiled and spread her legs for me.  She tastes so good.  After licking her
she did the same for me, but I like you doing it too.  I hope you don't
mind.  So what did you do today?"

   "Do you know Brenda Givens?"

   "Vaguely, from school and reputation, why do you know her?"

   "What reputation?"

   "Rumor has it she likes boys fucking her like in those pictures you
showed me last night."

   "It is not a rumor."

   "You fucked her?"

   "Yes twice, once in her pussy and once in her asshole."

   She looks at me questioningly, but without malice.  I so much want to be
able to fuck her.  My cock is aching just looking at her.

   "Did it hurt like us last night?"

   "No, my cock went right into her and it feels wonderful."

   "But, I hurt last night."

   "It has to be that thing you were talking about that has to be broken; I
didn't have a chance to look it up on the net."

   "Do you want to try again?"

   "You know I do, I want you so much."

   "I have to get the blanket and the towel, if it does work, I don't want
mom to find out."

   She arranges the towel on the blanket drops her nightie and arranges her
body, her legs spread.  The moisture seeping from her pussy glistens in the
light, lowering my face to her pussy, my tongue soon has her in the rages
of a climax, my finger in her asshole, not as tight as it was after last
night's fucking.

   "Enough Tom, get on top of me, I want you to do me."

   Music to my ears, on top of her she grabs my cock and aims it at her
tight pussy.  It slips in to the blockage and feels like we are up against
a stone wall; there is no give at all.

   "Push harder."

   "I don't want to hurt you."

   "I know you don't, but it has to go."

   We keep the barrage up for several minutes and it appears we are not
gaining.  Susan keeps thrusting her hips upwards with my downwards strokes,
I wonder if every girl is like this.  The tip of my cock is feeling the
workout.  It is exhausting work and it should be better than this after
Brenda.

   "Maybe I should roll over and you can do my ass again."

   "Give it a few more times and then we can do it."

   At least I know her asshole is available, but I so much want her pussy
as well.  Then surprisingly, my cock seems to enter a bit deeper, I can
sense it.  Susan is still grunting with my every stroke, concentrating on
her upward thrusts.  Then it happens, my cock slips into her, what a rush.

   "Susan, we did it.  Are you okay?"

   "It was like a sharp tear and it feels really funny, but everything is
tingling.  I can feel you in me."

   "It feels wonderful."

   My strokes are very slow, hell I am tired after all the work of finally
getting through.  Considering the number of times my Ding-a-ling has been
working today, it is not surprising, but in my sister is the ultimate of
feelings.

   "That feels better, keep doing it like you are.  It does feel good."

   There is no rush, my day has taken the edge off my needs and being in my
sister feels good, and the best thing is we both like it.  The more I
thrust, the better it feels.  Susan is doing her usual thing, grunting; a
good sign.

   "I can't believe the feeling.  Bree would be jealous if she knew."

   Maybe Bree can be next, a thought I keep to myself.  The anticipation of
my climax is building up.  Susan's movements indicate she is feeling the
same.

   "Faster Tom, I think I am going to cum."

   Pumping like a madman, Susan raises her hips; her body stiffens then the
exhale just as my cock is ejaculating wads of hot cum in her.  Both
exhausted, we lay molded to each other enjoying the afterglow.

   "It was worth the pain.  I have never felt so good."

   Rolling off Susan, she disappears into the bathroom returning wearing a
pair of panties that have a big bulge at the crotch.  She is carrying a
cloth which she uses to clean my cock.  She slips in beside me gives me a
hug and a kiss.

   "I am bleeding a bit; I have one of mom pads so we don't make a mess. 
Your cock was coated with my blood.  I hope none got on the sheets."

   We can worry about that tomorrow morning, we snuggle and fall asleep,
what a wonderful end to a memorable day.

   ****************** ********************* ******************

   As it turns out we didn't soil the sheets, Susan's bleeding is minimal,
she actually removed the pad in the morning, and her pussy is no worse for
wear except for a mild swelling.  With a promise of more tonight, she
leaves.  It is still early, a good time to do a little research.

   On a health site, I discover the 'pill' and wonder if Susan can get
them. Sooner or later she will be menstruating and according to the site be
ready to be impregnated.  There is a lengthy article about the various
methods of birth control, the pill, condoms and a number of others that
really are confusing.

   I will have to tell Susan of my findings.

   Leaving the house at nine thirty, grabbing my bike, Caitlin is beside
me, she must have been watching.

   "Hi Tom, are we going to the park now?"

   She has her hair pulled back into a ponytail, her face is different,
then it hits me, she is wearing make-up.  Her lips are a soft pink, her eye
brows are dark and her eyes lids have a soft shade of green, all in all she
looks delicious.

   "Do you like my make-up?  Mom says it makes me look older.  She thought
you would like it."

   "It certainly makes you look very pretty.  I wasn't sure it was you."

   Her small face turns four shades of red, but the soft smile tells me she
liked the compliment.  Her face may look a bit older, but the fact that she
has absolutely no breasts at all tells me she is still a young girl.  She
is wearing a yellow bathing suit and a small blue wrap around skirt.  There
is a bag hanging on her handle bars that likely contains her towel and sun
block.  She does look very coy and mischievous.  Her long legs are toned
from riding her bike, with just enough baby fat to make them sexy looking.
Recalling what her pubes looked like from yesterday, my thoughts bring me
to Jayden and the fact she is the same age and likes being fucked.  Maybe
Caitlin is curious as well.

   "Thank you, you are the first boy that told me I am pretty.  I think you
are pretty cool as well."

   Taking the lead, we head to the park.  Giving her instructions as to
where I would be and not to talk to anybody other than girls, I head for
the ball diamond.  Brenda and Jayden are on the side lines, but I won't be
available for any fun today with Caitlin as my responsibility.  After the
game, no one seems to be interested in me leaving the group.

   "Hi Brenda, Jayden, how are you girls?"

   "Good thanks and yourself?"

   "Never better."

   "Are you coming to visit us today?"

   Jayden is inquiring, her attitude much mellower than when we met
yesterday.  She looks so sexy in her wet bathing suit pulled deep into her
crotch, knowing the treasure beneath has my mouth feeling dry and my cock
growing.

   "I wish it was possible.  Mom saddled me with babysitting today, a kid
from next door."

   "Shit, I was hoping that you could come."

   Jayden's eyes sparkle when she emphasizes the word cum.  My tool is
signaling it is a wonderful idea, but it is not to be.

   "Maybe tomorrow if I don't have to baby-sit."

   The girls are dejected, but the possibility of a repeat of yesterday,
tomorrow gives them some solace.  They ride towards Pine Street heading
home.  Glancing towards the pool, Caitlin is waving at me.  Her blonde mane
plastered to her head, she seems to be bubbling over with delight when her
wave is acknowledge, she is talking to a young girl beside her who peers
towards me, then looks at Caitlin with surprise.  Nearing the edge of the
pool, both girls walk towards me.

   "Hi Tom, is the game over?  This is Melody Tomas my best friend."

   Melody is of Asian decent, the same height as Caitlin but with a
brownish hue complexion and a beautiful moon shaped face.  Her dark eyes
look like pools of black fire that are blazing with interest.  Her chest
shows just a trace of budding breast topped with small hard nipples that
are making their presence known by pushing against her wet bathing suit. 
She is not a gangly as Caitlin; her upper body seems have more substance.
The usual tingle starts.  My curiosity is tweaked about her lower body.

   "She didn't believe me when I told her you brought me to the park."

   "Well it is true, and we will likely do it a couple of times a week."

   "See, I told you."

   "You girls can enjoy the pool for a while longer."

   The girls move into the deeper area.  From my bench I can see them
anywhere in the pool.  This babysitting does have its advantages; it gives
me the opportunity to stare at the moms.  There are several women carefully
tracking their children's every move, the good thing is most of them are
wearing shorts, with a couple bathing suits thrown in.  I can't believe how
sexy most of them look.  The majority of them are wearing make-up and
lip-gloss.  Most have their hair tied back, many sporting sexy ponytails.
What really impress me are their tops most are in halter affairs with ties
in the back, and when they stand their nipples are in full blossom, some
are really large while others are very petit, but all are intriguing to me.
I wish there was some way of meeting all of them.

   Locating the girls, I watch as they dive like porpoises, Caitlin's
bathing suit is glued to her body showing two melon sized bum cheeks
separated with a large deep indentation.  She has a bit more growing before
filling out.  Melody on the other hand has well defined legs, joined at her
well-proportioned bum.  There is that feeling again.  Caitlin looks my
direction, when she sees that I am looking at her, a beautiful sexy smile
fills her face.  She tells Melody who in turn looks at me with that shocked
look on her face again.  Just what is Caitlin telling her?  My girl
watching is disturbed by a voice.

   "Mind if I join you?"

   Beside me is a black haired woman with chalk white skin, she is wearing
a hat with a very large brim shielding her body from the hot sun.  I have
never seen a woman so pale before.

   "Not at all, I am keeping an eye on my next door neighbor's daughter in
the pool."

   "Which one is she?"

   "The blond girl beside the girl with the dark brown hair, they are just
getting out of the pool."

   "That is my daughter Kaylissa to the right, the girl with the black
hair."

   Kaylissa has the same complexion as her mom; I wonder how much sun she
can take before burning.  Then I notice a large bottle of sun block in her
mom's hand bag.

   "I am Kristina Wiebe."

   "I am Tom Bates."

   "Good to meet you Mr.  Bates."

   She extends her hand to me, it is soft, but her grip is firm.  Her
halter top is filled to the brim with her.  With her this close my body
starts to shiver.  She smells of sun block and perfume.  We continue to
watch the girls, several times when I attempt to stare at Mrs.  Wiebe she
catches me, my blush doesn't have time to subside.  There is actually a
feeling of relief when Caitlin comes over.

   "Tom, are you ready to go home?  I have had enough for today."

   "Anytime you are."

   Mrs.  Wiebe calls to her daughter.

   "Kaylissa, come on in, you have had enough water and sun for one day."

   Nothing could have prepared me for watch happens next.  All during the
time we have been sitting Kaylissa has been in the deeper end of the pool,
all I could see was her beautiful face.  My mouth must have dropped when
she gets out of the pool and walks towards us.  Kaylissa is wearing a two
piece black bathing suit, and they didn't waste much material when making
it.  There are two small patches covering her nipples, held in place by two
strings, one tied at the back of her neck and the other on her back.  The
real shock is her bikini bottom.  The narrow slit of cloth is buried
between her delicious white pussy lips, leaving nothing to the imagination.
I couldn't help but stare she is so beautiful.  Mrs.  Wiebe seems to enjoy
what is happening to me.  She brings Kaylissa close and wraps a towel
around her upper body turning her so her bottom is facing me.  A black
string runs up her ass crack to her waist, which is all she has covering
her rear, namely nothing.  I have no idea how old she is as my attention
has been on the exposed skin.

   "Tom, I am ready.  What are you waiting for?"

   More embarrassment, blushing I get up attempting to cover my bulge,
without much success.  Mrs.  Wiebe looks at me, and at my tent.

   "Maybe we will meet again.  Do you come here often?"

   "Nearly every day."

   From now on, I will be looking at the pool area.  Taking a quick look at
Kaylissa makes me aware she is smiling at me as well.  She senses my
discomfort.  Looking at her face rather than the rest of her body, my guess
is she is ten or eleven, maybe twelve, but no older.  With her body
developed like it is, she is more than able to enjoy what Susan and I have
been doing.

   Finally on our bikes, Caitlin and I leave the park.  She rides beside
me.

   "Why were you looking at that girl?  Do you think she is prettier than
me?"

   How do I get myself into these situations, the last thing I need is to
get Caitlin pissed off at me, my dream is to see more of Vickie and that
won't happen unless Caitlin is happy with me.

   "She is very pretty, but you are more so."

   Finally something goes right; a bright smile replaces her look of
rejection.  Her bathing suit is still wet and clinging to her skin.  Every
nook and crank of her body is exposed, her ass crack is fascinating.

   "What did you tell Melody about us?"

   "I told her you were my boyfriend."

   "You didn't.  Why would you say that?"

   "You said I was pretty didn't you.  I thought you liked me."

   "I do, but being boyfriend and girlfriend means a lot more."

   "Yes I know, kissing and touching, stuff like that."

   "We haven't kissed."

   "Do you want too?"

   This not what is supposed to happen, every time I open my mouth, it is
full of my foot.  This is what they mean by being between a rock and a hard
place and no room to move.  Caitlin is flashing her blue eyes at me, she
wants to be kissed, and it is not that she isn't appealing.  Her lips, like
her mom's, look very kissable, but what would her mom think of me kissing
her?  But then again, she is the same age as Jayden.  Would she be willing
to do more?

   "It would be nice, but what would your mom think?"

   "Do I look that stupid, I won't tell my mom."

   That comment put me in my place; she isn't as naive as I thought.  If I
am going to continue to enjoy what girls have to offer, my approach has to
be refined, show more respect to all regardless of any preconceived
thoughts, but now what?  Looking baffled, Caitlin prods me again.

   "Well, do you want to kiss me or not?"

   There is smidgen of sarcasm in her voice, all of it deserving of course.
Actually, Caitlin takes on a provocative stance now that she is agitated.
If this isn't handled right, I could end up being blown away in smoke with
nothing to show for it, and no closer to seeing more of Vickie with Caitlin
pissed off at me; in for a penny, in for a pound.

   "I do, but I don't want to get your mom mad at me.  What if she sees
us?"

   "Silly, mom is not going to be home until six.  She has a hair
appointment at three.  Nobody is home."

   A small feeling of relief comes over me, but for some reason there is an
eerie feeling about this, nothing obvious, but it is there.

   "Okay, let's do it."

   That gets an unbelievable smile as Caitlin speeds up and leads me.  The
view of her bottom has me asking the question is she big enough.  For some
reason every girl now gets the same evaluation, Caitlin ends up in the yes
category.

   Following her to her rear yard, I take a glance over to my house, nobody
is evident.  Inside, Caitlin indicates for me to follow her upstairs.  The
bedroom is obviously hers; it is totally feminine, all shade of pink and
white, a few dolls on a shelf and a number of large teddies on the bed. 
She looks at me in anticipation of the kiss.

   "I am ready."

   Moving towards her, my cock is ready as well; she can't help but see my
bulge.  My tight bathing suit makes it feel uncomfortable.  Not knowing
just how to approach this, I lean over to give her a peck, but that is not
to be.  She reaches out and encircles my neck nearly throwing me off
balance and then kisses me, not a pretend kiss, but a full blown one
similar to what Susan and I enjoy.  She puts her heart and soul into it. 
It is nice and when she tongues me, a shiver runs through me and ends up in
my cock.  Now separated, she looks at me.

   "Look what I have done; your shirt is wet from my bathing suit."

   With that she slips down the straps and lowers her front exposing two
very dark nipples, just hard points on her chest.  I thought she would stop
now that the suit is at her hips and exposing a cute little belly button,
but she continues pushing downwards until it is a pile at her feet, then
she slips out one foot and flicks the suit with the other.  She is standing
before me naked.  There is no control over my eyes, they target between her
legs.  What a view.  Her pussy is a puffy pink peach between her legs; she
is like Susan, both have a noticeable tongue sticking out between, a darker
pink than her pussy.  I can't believe she stripped in front of me.

   "Now you won't get wet."

   She moves towards me and encircles my neck and we kiss what a kiss.  My
hands have a mind of their own, running up and down back; her skin is soft
and warm.  I finally settle on her bum cheeks, one finger finds her asshole
and as soon as contact is made, Caitlin pushes back against me.  My finger
is soon buried to the first knuckle.

   Nothing like this was supposed to happen; it started as a ploy to get
closer to Caitlin's mom.  Now my body is telling me she is ready and why am
I waiting for when she is willing.  But there is something telling me not
to rush, take my time.  Her kisses are more passionate and the way she is
rubbing her naked body against my boner suggests she is very aware of my
predicament.  Finally, she comes up for air, her breath in gasps.

   "Boy, I feel funny all over, my body feels tingly.  Look, my legs are
shaking."

   Looking not at her legs, but at her pussy, it seems puffer than before
and glistens with dampness.  Tingly, hell my prong is begging for relief
and still bundled in my bathing suit.  Caitlin sits on the bed then falls
back her legs spread.  Her pussy is open slightly her lower tongue extended
and seems to be calling me.  She notices the target of my interest and
spreads her legs a bit more.

   "You really know how to kiss."

   "Thanks, you aren't too bad yourself.  You are the first boy I really
kissed."

   She sure impressed me with her ability.  I can't believe how beautiful
her open pussy looks.  What does she taste like?  Then she hits me with the
question.

   "Can I see it?"

   "It?"

   "You know your wiener.  I could feel it rubbing against me when we
kissed.  You have seen me, now you should let me see you."

   Fair is fair, besides my cock is really restricted and needs to gets
some air.  Wiggling out of my damp bathing suit, Caitlin's eyes open like
saucers as she takes in my length.  My cock is standing out from my body.

   "You are bigger than the boys at school, what is the cover over the
end?"

   "It is called a foreskin, lots of guys have it removed at birth, but my
dad wouldn't let them touch me."

   "It looks cute; none of the boys at school that show their cocks to
girls have one.  Can I touch it?"

   "Yes, if I can touch you."

   "Okay."

   Moving close to her she reaches out and grasps me.  I involuntary jerk
forward sliding my shaft into her hand and exposing the damp head of my
cock.  She examines me in detail, her fingers moving all over and moving
through the precum many times, it is continually seeping out of me.  Hell,
with her manipulations, I forget to finger her.

   "It is so warm.  How does it fit into girls?  It is supposed to, isn't
it?"

   Oh yes, I want to shout and it will fit in you.  But somewhere a little
voice is telling me to take it easy, not to scare her, gathering up all my
will power finally takes control and calms me.

   "Yes, it is.  You should have no problem."

   "You really think so."

   "Yes, but let me take a closer look.  Lay back on the bed."

   Now she is in my favorite position, on her back with her legs spread
wide and me in-between them for a critical inspection.  On my knees, her
scent hits me, closing my eyes brings Susan into my mind, the scents are so
close.  The flow of her cream is building up at the bottom of her crack;
actually there is a blob of whitish cream.  Again my body and
sub-conscience takes control, my mouth targets the blob, my tongue massages
her from her asshole to her clit.  The only sound is Caitlin gulping air
each time my tongue touches her clitoris.  Time seems to stand still, as
Caitlin lifts her hips numerous times, her body freezes as she experiences
her first climax and then many others.  Just as my mind catches up to my
needs, there is a voice from on high.

   "What the hell are you doing with my daughter?"

   Vickie is standing in the bedroom doorway, the view is me naked between
her daughter's legs, and my face buried in her virgin pussy my bare ass in
the air: Caitlin is currently is in the midst of another climax completely
oblivious to her mom's presence.  My cock shrinks to a minute stub in
milliseconds.

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