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   Copyright (c) 2004, Jack Spratt.  ALL Rights Reserved

   Date of first publication: Saturday PM, October 09, 2004

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   Story intro: This Rick's last summer as a preteen.  Having discovered
the pleasures of masturbation, then the discovery, by accident, of the
beauty between the legs of young girls has him yearning for more.  Just a
thought of the young pussies makes him excited.  Megan his pool partner has
the same desires to see a hard cock.  The joys of mutual exploration end
suddenly when Megan goes on vacation.  Brandi and her husband move in next
door, her husband's employer requires Leigh be on the road leaving her
alone for considerable lengths of time.  These circumstance turns out to be
enlightening for Rick.  Brandi's need to be talk to someone, even someone
as young as Rick, brings them close together.  Megan's friends, Jane and
Peggy also play a part in the new wonders of sex in Rick's life.





   Preteen Summer

   Another Story by

   Jack Spratt

   Special thanks to my Proof Reader, George Davis

   A new story, but with a twist: For Jack's fans, you know what I mean. 
And no cheating reading the end before the beginning: - George Davis

   It has been nearly three years since mom died.  It happened so quickly
that it seemed one day she was making my breakfast and pushing me out the
door, laughing as she sent me to school and the next day dad and I were at
her funeral.  Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.  Dad tried to
explain what had happened, it was some kind of disease that has no cure,
everything happened so fast.  Being only nine it didn't make sense to me,
all I knew.  I didn't have my mom any more.

   Dad told me that we would have to carry on for mom's sake, we are still
a family.  He works very hard at the steel mill and has been there for a
long time, even before I was born.  The first year without mom was the
hardest because she wasn't around to do things for us; we had to learn how
to do everything.  Every morning dad would leave me a list of chores to do
after school; my first attempt at a lot of them was a total disaster.  The
first time I washed cloths was the worst.  No one had told me about
separating the wash, the colors from the whites.  I ruined four new
T-shirts the first time, they all came out pink.  The new set of towels dad
had bought ran.  You quickly find out that some dyes are not permanent
until after a few washings.  Fortunately, I haven't ruined anything else in
the past two years.  Cooking and baking was something I had seen mom do
many times, but it was something I never paid much attention too.  Guys are
not supposed to cook; at least that is what I thought.  Dad told me we
would both have to learn.  I did the learning.

   After mom's departure, he never refused overtime; it was something he
did to forget, so the cooking and the house work were left up to me.  After
nearly burning the house down a few times, I started to get the knack of
cooking and baking.  Now I am pretty good.  I can roast, bake and boil. 
After dinner each night I make dad's lunch and leave it in the frig.  I
vacuum and dust once a week and wash the kitchen floor every two weeks. 
Things are going good with a regular routine in place.

   With all of dad's overtime, he bought me a new computer; we have a big
screen television and satellite.  We also have a two year old Jimmy with
four wheel drive.  In four more years I get my license.  All and all things
are not too bad.

   At ten I discovered girls, what I mean is the difference between the
sexes.  Coming home from school in the latter part of May, my route home
has me walk by many homes, mostly inhabited by young couples.  Many have
young children and they enjoy their small portable wading pools.  One
afternoon coming home from school I stopped for an ice cream.  The heat of
the day started to melt it faster than I could lick so I stopped at a bench
on the boulevard under a big leafy tree, shaded it didn't seem to melt as
fast.  Splashing noises to my right got my attention.  In a small pool were
two little girls splashing each other, now this isn't uncommon, but the
fact that both were naked is.  I nearly forgot my ice cream until it
started dripping on my shorts.  Both girls were complete oblivious of me
and had no idea what they were doing for me.  I had never seen between a
real girl's legs before.  I had read about it and seen a couple of pictures
in health class and of course the net, but nothing like this.  Their little
nipples didn't do much for me, but their bald pussies did.  They couldn't
have been more than five or six years old, but they were having the time of
their life.  Nothing prepared me for the soft peaches between their legs.
One girl was on her knees, her back to me, leaning forward.  Her soft bum
cheeks spread naturally, exposing a small anus and her peach like pussy. 
Even from this distance I could see how beautiful it was.  It kept me
mesmerized for nearly ten minutes until a woman's voice calling them
brought me back.

   For the balance of my walk home all I could think of is that pussy and
how could I see more of them.  One thing I knew is all girls have them. 
That night, my masturbation took on a whole new meaning.  I rubbed myself
so much I bruised the skin; I couldn't masturbate for nearly a week after
that.  That is when I learned about hand cream.

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

   Many a time I have walked down the same street hoping for a repeat, but
it never happened.  Now every girl in my class has taken on a new
importance as I studied each wondering which one would show me her peach.
Being a geeky looking guy, I wasn't the centre of the universe for many of
them.  That didn't stop me from looking and praying.

   I am Rick Perry, age twelve.  My dad and I live in Bayfield a medium
sized city in the mid-east.  I am tall for my age but skinny.  My passions
since seeing the naked young girls, is to see more of the same.  The images
of their young pussies, is burned into memory.  It hasn't happened yet much
to my chagrin.

   What did happen is the house next door is finally sporting a 'SOLD'
sign. It had the for sale sign on it for nearly four months.  The side yard
of the property is just below my bedroom window, I can see their whole back
yard from there.  Dad and I had talked about the property many time at
dinner, he told me they wanted too much for it.  The fact that someone new
is moving in has my imagination working.  Maybe there will be some girls
that like geeky boys.  I can always wish.  When nothing happened the next
day, I thought nobody bought it not knowing anything about how house sales
work.

   Finally, it is summer holidays, dad told me to enjoy it because in a few
years I would have to find a summer job.  At twelve there isn't too much
available other than some lawn cutting and babysitting.  After the first
week, I got into a ritual; I did all my chores in the morning so I could
enjoy the afternoon.  Usually at the park and the pool, but when I was
really feeling adventurous, I would ride to the lake about a mile from
home. The pool is my favorite because; as you may have guessed, of the
number of girls in their skimpy bathing suits.  All age groups, children,
and young girls my age and lots of moms looking after their children
enjoyed the refreshing pool.  Some of the moms really looked nice, others
look fat.

   There is one young girl, Megan Foster, who is close to my age and lives
on my street.  She and I talk occasionally, she seems to like me.  When I
am at the pool I look for her.  She wears a one piece blue bathing suit
that seems too big for her so she is not hard to spot; it looks like a hand
me down.  She has a nice looking face, beautiful blue eyes and long blond
hair.  There she is.

   "Hi, Megan."

   "Hi Rick, I was hoping you were coming today."

   "You were?"

   "Yes, I like talking with you."

   That little vote of confidence makes me feel good.  Not many girls will
talk to me, but Megan not only does, but likes it as well.

   "You are one of the reasons I come to the pool, Megan.  Not too many
girls like me."

   "That isn't true, Ashley mentioned you a couple of times, and she says
you are really smart."

   Smart as is in getting good marks at school, when mom was here she
always made sure I did all my homework the best possible in spite of me
trying to wiggle out of it.  I got into the habit of doing all my homework
and assignments automatically, actually I am pretty smart, after reading
something once it usually stays with me.  Ashley has been the subject of
many of my masturbation dreams about equal to the two young naked girls. 
She is only eleven and has boobs.

   "Ashley talked about me?"

   "Yep, she even told Ralph she was your girlfriend."

   Why couldn't she have told me?  Ralph is a big goof who thinks all girls
should like him, wrong!  I know they don't like me so I don't bother them,
but Ashley, it would be nice.

   "She said that to get rid of him, he is a dork.  The guys don't like him
much either."

   "Well, I like you Rick."

   Her light complexion turns bright red, Megan is blushing.  Reaching over
I pat her hand, it is so soft and warm.

   "Thanks Megan, I like you too."

   "Good."

   During the conversation my woody is growing now pushing out my bathing
suit.  Megan looks into the water and can see my little tent, five and half
inches doesn't make too much of an impression.

   "Your woody is hard."

   Now I am blushing.

   "What makes it do that?"

   "You did, just talking to you."

   Now she is blushing.

   "Me, how come?"

   "You are the first girl to be nice to me.  So I guess that must be the
reason."

   "Can I see it?"

   Me blushing again.

   "You mean here?"

   "No silly, I know better than that, somewhere where it is just me and
you."

   "I don't know where, do you?"

   "Well, you could come to my home; my dad built me a tree house.  It has
a rope ladder and everything."

   "Your dad must be a really good carpenter.  My dad can't cut a board."

   "My dad is a carpenter; my tree house even has a rug and windows."

   The thought of showing my woody to Megan keeps me hard, is she going to
show me her peach.

   "When can we go?"

   "What time is it?"

   "Let me ask, hey mister could you tell me the time please?"

   "Fifteen to eleven."

   Megan smiles and grabs my hand walking me to the ladder.

   "Nobody will be home until three; my brother who is supposed to be
babysitting me is at his girlfriends.  Even if he comes home he can't get
into the tree house, we will pull up the ladder."

   Wrapping my towel around my waist, as soon as we are out of the water,
hides my display.  Megan giggles as she watches.  Getting our bikes I
follow her, the movement of her bum cheeks on her seat keeps me hard.  At
her home we ride to the back yard, standing our bikes at the rear of the
garage.  No one can see them from the street.  There in a very large leafy
maple tree is a good sized play house, with green shingles on the roof. 
There is a wire running up the tree trunk.  She has power as well.  Megan's
family must be rich.  Grabbing my hand she leads me to the base of the
tree. The ladder is secured to the base, she grabs it and it hangs free. 
Watching as she starts climbing I follow.  The feeling is a bit eerie as
the ladder moves from side to side.  Looking up there is Megan's bottom
looking better every time I see it.  Now with both of us inside, she
indicated for me to pull up the ladder then shuts the trap door and does
the latch.

   The tree house is about six feet by six feet, there is a small bench
with a bunch of pillows at one end, a nice thick red rug floor, some
pictures and a number of dolls and a couple of teddies.  There is a cookie
tin and two cans of coke.  The window overlooks their back yard.

   "This is nice.  You are lucky."

   "Can you show me now?"

   My woody is pointing out from my bathing suit again; it had gone down on
the bike ride.  It is as if it had a mind of its own and wants every girl
to see it.  Megan wants to see it.  I want to show it too her, but first a
question.

   "Will you show me yours?"

   "Of course, if you show me yours."

   With that important question settled, I struggle to remove my wet
bathing suit on my knees; Megan watches her eyes like saucers.  Slipping
her should straps off she lowers her bathing suit, exposing her eraser
sized nipples and breasts.  Her breast are just starting to grow as they
just look like small mounds on her chest, her nipples are a dark brown and
stick out, her aureoles are the size of quarters.  My whole body is
shaking. Megan moves around struggling to remove her suit from her bottom,
her back is to me, her beautiful bare bum is inches from my face, and
finally her suit joins mine in the corner.  She turns and looks at my
woody, I look at her peach, and the top is very evident to me.  It is
fantastic; will she let me touch her?

   "Rick, lay on your back so I can really see you."

   On my back, my eyes are at the correct level to see all of her pussy. 
The soft puffy lips look so inviting; she is studying my woody that is
standing proudly, exposing itself to the first girl in my life.  My
foreskin is rolled down just enough for her to see my small slit.

   "Can I touch it?"

   Nodding my head yes, her hand comes in contact with me; it is like
lightening has struck.  Her hand is so soft when she grasps my cock, it
makes me gasp.  Quickly she pulls her hand back.

   "Did I hurt you?"

   "No, it feels good when you touch it.  Do it again if you want."

   Megan seems mesmerized as she handles me.  The sensation of her hands on
me have my head whirling, it feels better than when I do it myself.  When
she finds the foreskin moves, she starts rolling it up and down.

   "This is really cool; do you like me doing that?"

   Too shocked to say anything, a nod of my head gives her my approval. 
Megan's hands are so soft and warm on my shaft and when she finds my ball
sack, I am in heaven.  Her finger runs under them and finds my puckered
asshole.  She looks at me and pushes.  Her finger slips into me, what a
funny sensation, not bad just different.  Shifting her body she is leaning
on her elbow with a finger up my ass, her face is inches away from my cock
which she is examining in detail.  Wrapping her hand around it she starts
pumping watching my foreskin roll back and forth.

   "This is nice Rick, I am glad you came home with me.  I always wondered
what it would be like to touch a woody, yours is nice."

   "Am I the first one you have seen?"

   "No, I saw my brothers a couple of times when he got out of the shower,
but yours is the first this close.  I like it."

   I am so wrapped up in the fact that Megan likes me and likes my cock
that I didn't realize how close she had me to cumming until my muscles in
my cock started to convulse.

   "Megan, you are going to make me cream."

   "Cream?"

   With that my body started to jerk and three surges of cream shot about
two inches up and lands on her hand.  The look on her face is priceless. 
She looks at me and at her hand.

   "What did I do, are you ok?"

   "It is okay Megan that is what guys do.  It feels so good."

   "Do girls do that?"

   "I don't know you don't have a woody."

   "And it doesn't hurt you?"

   "Oh no, it makes me feel good.  I do it myself all the time."

   Megan is now examining the cream on her hand, rubbing it between her
fingers.  Then she smells it, and then surprisingly, tastes it.

   "It is a bit salty, but not bad."

   Grabbing a box of tissues she wipes herself then wipes me.  Her
manipulations of my cock cause it to twitch and come back to life.  When
she feels it moves she starts rubbing it again bring it back to my full
five and a half inches.

   "Wow, can you cream again."

   "Likely in a little while, but first things first."

   Megan looks at me then realizes what I mean.  Sitting up, she lays out
beside me.  She looks so sexy; she is what I have been dreaming about since
seeing those two young girls.  Slowly she spreads her legs giving me a full
view of her pussy.  It is exciting being this close to a pussy; I am about
to fulfill my dream.  But there is a problem, now that she is before me I
don't know what to do.  Running my finger over her puffy lips, they feel so
soft and warm.  The closer I get to it the more appealing it looks.  What
am I supposed to do next?

   Megan looks up at me then realizes my dilemma.  She reaches down to her
pussy and spreads the lips and rubs the top of it.  The interior is a
beautiful pink, with a nice hole.  Moisture is evident.

   "Rub me here Rick, it feels good when I do it."

   Rubbing the spot, my finger senses a little bump, like a small pimple,
each time I come in contact with it Megan sighs.  Rubbing it softly, I lean
over to get a real good look at her pussy.  There is a faint scent of
something, I don't know what, but it has me excited and nervous wanting
more.  Finally realizing the scent is coming from the opening between her
legs, I move my face closer, and yes this is the source of the odor.  For
some reason, my mind is telling me to kiss Megan's pussy.  I have never
kissed a girl in my life except my mom and now I have a compelling desire
to kiss her pussy.  Is this what guys do?  Still rubbing Megan body
stiffens.

   "Are you okay?"

   "I'm fine, don't stop rubbing, I have never felt anything like this."

   Continuing my rubbing I keep on examining the wonder in front of me.  It
is beautiful, and if ever girl has one there are so many to see.  Then
Megan arches her body pushing her pussy into my finger.  What is happening?
Then she sucks in her breath like she is gasping for air, then poof she
lets it all out and collapses.

   "What happened?"

   "I don't know, but I have never felt anything like it before.  I feel so
funny, a good funny."

   Continuing my investigation, my finger slips into her opening, it is
warm and moist, I am sure that it grabs me.  About an inch in, there is a
blockage.  Running my finger back and forth feels good to me.

   "That feels nice Rick, but it felt better when you did that thing to
me."

   Lifting her knees expose her backside.  Spreading her cheeks exposes her
tight little asshole.  Will she like my finger in hers?  Hers didn't feel
too bad.  Rubbing it then pushing, my finger slips into the second knuckle.
A slow sawing action gets a sigh from Megan.  I can't believe I have my
finger in her asshole.  It feels warm like her pussy, but a lot tighter.

   "I like looking at you Megan, can we do this again?"

   "I want to do it, but you have to rub my pussy like you just did."

   For the next ten minutes I continue my discovering.  The desire to kiss
her pussy is still there, but since I haven't kissed her lips I don't. 
Moving beside her, our bodies' touch, that is a wonderful sensation.  My
hands run up and down her body settling on her nipples.  They are hard and
warm.  Am I supposed to kiss and suck them?  Nothing ventured, nothing
gained, and I suck.  Megan's hands are on the back of my head pulling my
face into her chest.

   "What a sensation Rick, keep sucking."

   Her hand slipped down my body and is rubbing my little stub.  What a
day.

   Later struggling into our wet bathing suits we lower the ladder and
descend to the ground.  The world is still here and nobody is any the
wiser, but I sure am.  We part with a promise to meet at the pool tomorrow
and visit the tree house again.

   I am on cloud nine riding my bike home.  There is a big moving truck
next door with men moving furniture into the house.  Somebody did buy it.
Running upstairs to my room, I watch and wait hoping to see the new owners.
A talk man is continually talking to the movers; I bet he is the new owner.
I keep looking for kids or a wife, but nobody appears.  Maybe the man lives
by himself.  At four, dinner has to be prepared.

   Dad is in a good mood; actually he has been in a good mood for a couple
of weeks now.  Then he tells me the news.  He has met a girl.  It really
doesn't bother me, dad needs someone and maybe she will be my new mom.  He
says they are going out this weekend for dinner and a movie and wanted to
know if it was okay with me.

   "Dad, it is great.  We both miss mom, but I know you need to meet other
people."

   "Thank you son, I wasn't sure how you would take your dad going out with
another woman."

   After cleaning up the kitchen, I am at my window looking at our new
neighbors.  The moving truck is gone and it looks like nobody is home.  It
has me wondering.  Then the same car that was parked in the street pulls
into the driveway.  The man gets out and goes to the passenger side, opens
the door and a woman gets out.  The shock is she is black.  It is hard to
make out her features from this distance, but her hair is in long braids
that go right down her back.  She is wearing a short white mini skirt and
has long sexy legs; I wish I could see her face.  The man grabs her and
carries her to the door, I can hear her protesting, saying, 'and what will
the neighbors think'.

   For the next two days my visual on my neighbors comes up empty.  Maybe
they both work.  My afternoons are taken up with Megan as we continue our
discovery of each other's bodies.  Yesterday, I kissed her; she looked at
me funny then wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me hard.  Today I
can't wait to be with her.

   Now we don't waste time in the pool, we just met there and hurry to her
house, once in the tree house it is a race to see who can strip the
fastest. Yesterday was the first time I noticed something different about
Megan, she had worn some perfume.  It did smell nice, and she even put some
near her pussy.

   Getting to the pool early today, Megan isn't anywhere to be seen. 
Concerned, I wait.  The pool is full of children and many young girls in
suits that turn transparent when wet.  No one seems to care that they
expose their little pussies to everyone.  My woody gets hard at every
wonderful pussy.

   "Rick, sorry I am late are you ready to go?"

   Megan has added something new; she is wearing lipstick and eye shadow,
what a difference it makes.  Her long hair is pulled back into a ponytail.
All this makes her look a lot older than her eleven years.  She is wearing
a pair of tight very short shorts.  Her pussy lips are very visible to me.

   "You look fantastic, Megan."

   "Thank you Rick, I wore these for you.  I know you like looking at me.
Do you think they are too tight?"

   Sitting on the bike seat, she spreads her legs; every detail of her
pussy is shown not only to me, but to anyone else that is interested.  What
a sight.

   "Not for me, but what about the other people."

   She looks at me and laughs.

   "What other people, let's go."

   It is with great joy I follow her bum cheeks knowing that she will soon
be naked with me in the tree house.  It must have taken me all of thirty
seconds to get stripped.  Megan for some reason is still dressed.  Smiling,
she slowly lifts her T-shirt revealing a pink training bra, it is the first
time she has ever worn one.  It is lacy, with little white flowers
decorating the empty cups, but it looks good on her.  She turns her back to
me.

   "Rick, undo my hooks please."

   With shaking hands I fumble and manage to undo the hooks, she grabs the
straps and turns to me, slowly removing it exposing her nipples.  They are
hard as usual.  The antics, to remove her tight shorts, is something just
short of a miracle.  It is a dance of wiggling and squirming, she finally
gets them over her bum revealing a very skimpy pair of panties.

   "Do you like my thong?"

   "Thong?"

   "My panties, do you like them?"

   What's not to like?  When she turns her back to me all I can see is two
ribbons, one around her waist, the other hidden in her ass crack.  She
turns; there is just enough material to cover her peach, not much more. 
They are perfect.

   "The look beautiful Megan, did your mom buy them?"

   "Oh no, mom would kill me, I bought my bra and thong last night at the
mall, all I could think about is showing you."

   She did that for me, I am trembling, leaning over to kiss her, we kiss
but unfortunately I lose my balance and fall on top of her.  Trying to get
up, her arms encircle my neck.

   "Don't, it feels good to have you on top of me."

   It does feel good to have Megan under me, so soft and warm.  My woody is
between her legs pushing against her thong, moving back and forth feels so
good; my cock against the soft silky material of her panties.  It is like
we are fucking.  We stayed that way for the longest time; Megan actually
spread her legs so my woody would slide up and down her thong covered
pussy.

   "That feels good Megan, like we are having sex."

   "I heard about it in school and my sister tried to explain it to me, but
I wasn't interested until now."

   She kisses me, and for the first time sticks her tongue in my mouth. 
What am I supposed to do now?  Pushing it out with my tongue, mine is now
in her mouth, I can taste her toothpaste.  This is fun.  But my woody is so
hard it is hurting, since Megan likes to see me cum, hopeful she will do it
to me now.

   "Would you rub my woody please, I like when you do it."

   "Okay; it is so kool when you squirt."

   Rolling off her and onto my back, my woody is standing proud, her cool
hand, now an expert, confidently grabs my cock and starts pumping.  As much
as I try not to cum, Megan's manipulation brings me to the ultimate in
short order.  It seems to amaze her every time she does me, just like it is
the first time again.  This time she leans over and smells the sperms
strong scent.  She likes it; at least I hope she does.  Usually she gets a
tissue and cleans her coated fingers, but today is different.  Fascinated,
I watch her bring the creamy mess to her mouth and her tongue flicks out
and licks a gob of cum.  Savoring the first taste, she surprise me some
more and cleans every drop from her hand and fingers.  The only place left
to clean is my cock.  She looks at me and then leans over taking my cock in
her mouth.  The feeling, the shock is indescribable.  Then she starts
sucking my stub.  Her hand was great, but this sucking, wow.  When she
lifts her face from my cock, she has a big smile on her face.

   "Why did you do that, Megan?"

   "Didn't you like it?"

   "Oh Megan, it was great, really, I have never felt anything like that in
my life."

   "I watched my sister do that with her boyfriend last night.  They were
standing behind the garage where we park our bikes.  They didn't know I was
watching.  Her boyfriend made a lot of noise when she sucked him.  I think
he creamed right in her mouth.  I didn't see anything like when you
squirt."

   "Thank you Megan, I was really nice."

   When we kiss, I could actually taste some of cum.  Now it is my turn to
make Megan go stiff.  Breaking the kiss, I push her over so she is on her
back, she automatically spreads her legs.  Each time I look at her pussy,
it seems more interesting than the last time.  I have to do something
different to repay her for sucking me.  With my finger deep inside her at
the blockage, my nose is close enough to pick up her erotic scent.  The
closer my faces gets to the source the better she smells.  My cock is as
hard as a rock.  Today I go for broke, in one quick motion, my face is at
her pussy kissing.  She tastes very similar to the smell.  After kissing my
tongue flicks out and is at the opening pushing.  Megan lifts her head
watching me; she doesn't say a thing, just lays back and closes her eyes.
My tongue finds her pimple.  Now with my finger in her asshole, with each
stroke of my tongue, my finger goes in and out of her asshole.  When she
explodes this time, there is something different.  She lifts her hips
upwards to my tongue and seems to hold her body against me for the longest
time, and then she explodes and collapses.  It seems the more I lick the
better she tastes, thick colorless syrup is flowing from her pussy.

   "Rick that was the greatest, after my sister sucked her boyfriend he got
between her legs and all I could see was the back of his head.  I am sure
he was licking her.  I hope you liked it because I would love for you to do
it again."

   Planting a big kiss on her pussy is my acknowledgement we will do it
again.  Now that I know what pussies taste like, feeling and kissing them
is great.

   Discovery sex is exciting, each day looking forward to seeing Megan has
me feeling like the world is all mine, and then she hits me with news.  On
Friday after enjoying a wonderful session of eating her pussy she tells me.

   "Rick, I have to go on holiday with my parents.  We are leaving
tomorrow."

   Something tells me, this isn't going to nice.  After discovering how
wonderful it is having my face between her legs, this is something I didn't
want to hear.

   "How long will you be gone?  I am going to miss being with you."

   "We are going to visit my grandparents on the west coast, dad got extra
time off as it may be the last time he sees his parents.  They are pretty
old and in poor health.  We will be gone for four or five weeks."

   Four or five weeks are like a life time, the joys of being with a girl
have just started to become evident to me.  The feeling of devastation
fills me.

   "I wish you didn't have to go, you know how much I will miss you?"

   "I thought of that too, after what we have been doing I will miss you as
well, don't forget me."

   As a parting gift she gives me her panties after wiping them on her
moist pussy.  They are very damp with her scent.

   "These are for you so you don't forget me.  I want them back when I get
home."

   Tears are flowing as we hug, I didn't realize just how close we have
become.  There is no way to describe my feelings riding home that day. 
Just the thought of not seeing Megan has me tied in knots.

   That evening looking out of my window, our new neighbor is walking
around her yard.  A number of pieces of lawn furniture have been arranged
on the lawn.  She strolls over to a lounger and lays back then starts
reading a book.  Her face is beautiful.  Her thick lips are coated with a
red lipstick, making them stand out.  She has some white stuff above her
eyebrows that makes her look like a fashion model.  What does surprise me
is she doesn't seem to have any breasts; at least they aren't pushing out
her top.  The lower part of her body is covered with a small patch of cloth
similar to Megan's thong.  It is the first time I have ever seen a black
lady exposing so much body.  Needless to say, it didn't take me long to
squirt after starting to masturbate with Megan's panties at my nose and
looking at my neighbor.  If nothing else, I will be able to watch my
neighbor and think of Megan until later this summer when she returns.

   At supper dad tells me our new neighbors are the McGuire's.  His first
name is Leigh and his wife is Brandi.  The just moved from Galveston, as
Mr. McGuire's firm transferred him.  Galveston is nearly five hundred miles
from Bayfield.

   After breakfast the next day the park didn't have the same appeal to me
as it did yesterday, the thought of not seeing Megan has my stomach in
knots.  After doing my chores I mow our lawn something that has been
neglected since discovering Megan.  Finished, my body is swearing and I am
thirsty.  After putting the mower in the shed, a voice startles me.

   "Hello."

   There she is, Mrs.  McGuire looking over our fence, she is so beautiful,
her long braided hair falls past my view, her skin glows in the light and
she is wearing a strapless top of an orange colored material that can be
seen for miles.  Her smile show a flawless set of white teeth.  I attempt
to speak, but no sound comes out finally.

   "Hello."

   I am sure she senses my embarrassment for being such a nerd, but she is
a lady and ignores it.

   "Come on over and have a drink of ice tea, with all that work you did
you deserve it."

   Still tongue tied I just nod and enter the property via a gate that has
been there for as long as I can remember.  Her back is to me as she is
pouring the drinks; she is wearing the smallest of bikini bottoms showing
several inches of her ass crack and two very enticing brown bum cheeks. 
Then she turns, causing me to embarrass myself for the second time.  Her
stomach is flat, but the red jewel dangling from a gold chain attached to
her large deep belly button surprised me.  I am sure there is some black
hair sticking out of the top of her bikini, but I try not to stare.

   "I am sorry did I shock you?"

   "I have only seen girls with those in pictures."

   "Do you like it?"

   Leaning over her body sways from side to side, the bobble moving with
her, my eyes really don't know where to look; her top has a gap showing
dreamy brown skin, my imagination has me seeing nipples as well.  Totally
confused and excited and not knowing why, I just nod yes.  She keeps moving
her hips back and forth so it moves with her body.  It is mesmerizing to
say the least.  Another interesting observation is the distance between her
thighs, unlike Megan's that are close together, Mrs.  McGuire's are nearly
four inches apart, the fact has my imagination working.  Is her pussy that
big?

   "My name is Brandi McGuire.  You are the first person I have talked too.
I am shy about meeting new people.  I hope you don't mind me talking with
you."

   "No, Mrs.  McGuire, I don't mind.  I am Rick Perry, me and my dad live
next door."

   "Please call me Brandi; you can't be that much younger than I am."

   "I am twelve."

   "I would have taken you to be seventeen, you look much older."

   Now that is an ego builder if there ever was one, she thinks I look
seventeen.  The conversation goes on for nearly an hour with me answering
questions about the local services.  She is only twenty two and has been
married for three years.  They have no children.  I am sure I hear her gulp
when she mentioned no children.  She is easy to talk too and nice to look
at.  One thing I did notice is she may not have big breasts, but she does
have big nipples as they are pushing out against her top.  They look so
delicious.  I wish Megan was home, I am sporting a woody.  Shifting my
body, I hope Brandi doesn't notice.

   Not wanting to overstay my welcome, I get up to leave unfortunately my
tent is obvious; Brandi, instead of looking away, just smiles at my
predicament.

   "Don't be embarrassed, I am flattered that I can still impress a young
man."

   Dumbfounded, I just leave, once in the house I head to my bedroom and
look out.  Brandi is in her lounge legs slightly spread.  Remembering my
binoculars dad gave me two years ago to watch the boats when we go to
beach, I get them and focus on her belly then to the bikini bottoms.  I was
right; there are several black hairs above her waist band.  It felt good
masturbating thinking about what is under that bikini bottom.

   Over the next couple of days, each time I am in our back yard Brandi
invites me over for a drink or just to chat.  She is lonely and I am her
only friend.  Numerous times I have suggested she go to the library or even
to the pool to meet others, but to no avail.  The last time I suggested
something similar she reached over and ran her hand over my face, it is so
soft and she does smell so good.  My woody reacted as expected.  It gets to
the point I don't even try to hide it as she is as good as me noticing
things between legs.  My eyes focus in on her black hairs that escape her
bikini bottoms, she on my woody.

   On Tuesday when I go over she appears to have been crying.  Asking her
why, she confides her husband will be gone for nearly four weeks, on the
road for the company and leaving her alone again.

   "Leigh and I have been trying to get me pregnant for the last year, but
nothing happens, something must be wrong with me.  I just took another
pregnancy test, but it came up negative again."

   Large tears flow down her face.  I don't know what to do.  Trying to get
pregnant must mean they fuck a lot.  Looking at Brandi I can see why.  She
is close enough for me to pat her hand.

   "Brandi, I am sorry for you.  It is too bad you couldn't go with Leigh."

   "The company won't allow that, in Galveston it would be no problem, I
would go and stay with my mom and dad.  Here, you are my only friend."

   With that comment she reaches over and draws me to her body, the heat
between us is fantastic.  My woody is at its full potential and is pushing
against her leg.  Her hand runs up and down my back, mine is on her bare
skin running down to her bikini bottom.  My fingers sense the indentation
of her ass crack.  Then she pulls my face into her breasts, I can feel her
nipples against my cheek.  The emotions between us are so strong.  She
pulls away shaking.

   "I am sorry Rick, I didn't mean for that to happen.  I feel so down and
you were here."

   "Don't be sorry Brandi, you feel so soft."

   Why I said that I will never know, my blush starts at my toes and
quickly ends at the top of my head.  Brandi has a different look on her
face as she studies my embarrassment.  She is breathing heavily reminding
me of Megan.

   "You are so sweet.  I don't know what to do with you.  Do you want to
show me where the pool is?"

   That changes the subject.  Telling her I will be back in a minute, I run
home to change into my bathing suit.  Brandi is waiting for me, wearing a
large hat and shirt jacket covering her bikini.  She has a large handbag
which I offer to carry.

   The pool is crowded.  Brandi looks at me questioningly.

   "There are a lot of people, maybe we should go back."

   "Oh no you don't, we are going swimming.  Look, there are many people
enjoying themselves.  You can too."

   All the males soon take note of Brandi, not that I blame them.  She can
swim like a fish.  We get into a splashing match that finally ends at the
ledge, she stops for a rest.

   "I am glad you made me come, Rick, the pool reminds me of the one at
home, lots of children and mothers watching them.  It has been fun."

   "I would be here every day, but my friend is on holiday, I really miss
her."

   "Humm, you have a girl friend?"

   Even in the water my blush is noticeable.  Brandi runs her hand down my
stomach towards my hardon.  She isn't going to touch it is she?  She stops
at my belly button and rims it with her finger.  All the time we are eye to
eye.  Fortunately, the water is opaque so no one can see where her hand is.
Boldly my hand is on her tummy and moves to the jewel in her bellybutton.
Her stomach is taunt, and firm, her skin so delectable.

   "Megan is a good friend.  She is the only girl that talks too me."

   "That is not true, I talk to you."

   More blushing, she hasn't moved her hand nor have I, and then she moves
it lower to the waistband of my suit.  Not to be outdone, my hand is at her
bikini.  I can feel her pussy hair.

   "Maybe we should call it a day.  I don't want to get waterlogged."

   Now it is embarrassing as my woody is pushing out against my wet bathing
suit.  Fortunately, all eyes are on Brandi; I get my towel and tie it
around my waist.  Brandi makes a production out of drying herself giving
all the males a real eye full.  She looks at me and smiles, grabs my hand
and we walk out of the park.  My body is shivering not from the cold, but
from just being close to Brandi.

   No words are spoken on the way home, but she never lets go of my hand.
As we pass my house I want to go and change, but she hangs onto my hand and
leads me to her back door and into the kitchen.  Dropping her bag on the
kitchen table, she turns and stares at me.  Her long braids are still damp
from the pool; her eyes are still framed with her makeup as it must be
waterproof.  Her lips look so moist; her nipples are evident pushing out on
the damp bikini top.  Her voice is trembling.

   "I had a good time Rick, I am glad you suggested the pool.  I would have
never gone on my own.  You are a good friend."

   There is something between us, the magnetism is so great.  Trying to
answer, no words come out.  She is so beautiful.  Then it happens, she
moves towards me and kisses me.  Kissing Megan was one thing, but kissing
Brandi is a whole new experience.  Her thick lips are so soft and tasty, it
must be her lipstick.  Her arms are around my neck pulling me too her.  For
balance I encircle her body my hand on her back, then down to her butt.  It
is soft and palatable.

   "You kiss fine Rick; do you and Megan practice a lot."

   More blushing, what am I going to say?

   "Do you do other things as well?"

   More blushing, the guilty look on my face, which tells her yes.  She
leans over kissing my nose, then my eyes.  My hardon is at its full glory
she can feel it against her leg.

   "That has been pushing against me so often, don't you think it is time I
see it."

   I can't believe it; she had her hand at my waist and now slips it into
my trunks, when she touches me I nearly cum.  Her soft hand feels my
length. She looks at me.

   "You are packing Rick, not bad for a young man your age.  Now let's see
it."

   With one swish my suit is at my ankles and my cock in all its glory is
exposed to the world for examination.  Brandi looks at it and at me.

   "You are nearly as big as Leigh."

   "Does Megan touch you?"

   No need to answer, my blush tells it all.  She continues her exploration
and like Megan is fascinated by my foreskin, rolling it back and forth over
the bulbous purple head, pearls of precum seeping out of my slit.

   "Leigh is cut, yours is the first foreskin I have ever seen.  My
brothers were all circumcised."

   "You have seen your brothers?"

   "When you have four brothers and all of us fighting for the bathroom in
the morning, it isn't surprising to see them with hardons."

   She is now caressing my cock ever so gently, frozen to this spot, moving
isn't an option beside it does feel good.

   "What else have you and Megan done?  Has she sucked you?"

   With my blushing I don't have to speak.

   "Have you licked her?"

   Again it is obvious.  Then she stops rubbing and stands back and looks
at me.  She reaches behind her and does something, and then I notice her
bra goes slack the straps hanging at her side, she now has her hands under
her breasts holding the cups in place.

   Slowly she lets the cups slip down her body boldly revealing her breasts
and nipples, her breasts are not big, however her nipples are gorgeous,
hard and elongated.  Pushing out her chest she lets me enjoy the view.  My
noble cock must have shot out another inch.  Brandi's nipples are sitting
on large aureoles, a very dark brown much darker than her skin.  She moves
close to me, and then hugs me, her nipples digging into my chest.  Her back
is so smooth.  Our lips meet again.  My hardon is pushing into her bikini
bottom.

   "Have you ever used that on Megan?"

   "Used it?"

   "Obviously not, would you like to see my bedroom?"

   Again blushing and speechless, but nodding my head in the affirmative
she grabs my hand and leads me upstairs.  In her bedroom, a large king
sized bed covered with fancy pillow and throws dominates the room.  She
draws down the covers and indicates for me to sit.

   "I will be back in a moment."

   She disappears into the bathroom.  Her scent is everywhere, a very heady
perfume.  In a corner I can see a pair of her panties; she must have
changed when she put on her bikini.  I want to rush to the corner and grab
them, but don't have the nerve.  Do they smell as good as Megan's?  Her
bureau has a number of fancy bottles of scent plus a number of jars.  A
sound of the door opening gets my attention, Brandi has changed and is now
wearing a creamy colored chemise with a pair of matching mesh panties, the
chemise is open and her breasts are still bare.  She has refreshed her
lipstick and eye shadow and looks devastating.  She walks towards the bed
swamping me with her scent.  Leaning over our lips meet again for a few
moments and then I pull away and target her nipples.  On contact she sighs
softly.

   "You are the only one other than Leigh that has ever touched me.  We
were high school sweet hearts; I never got involved with anyone but him. 
Your hands are so gentle; does Megan like you doing this?"

   "She is only eleven and doesn't have breasts only nipples, but she likes
it very much."

   "Something like me, I am not endowed in the breast area, but my nipples
make up for it."

   Moving my face I bury it in her hair, the braids are soft and have the
same scent as her perfume.  She breaks our embrace and drops the chemise to
the floor and sits beside me.

   "Tell me more about Megan and what she enjoys."

   Brandi lies down beside me her legs slightly spread.  The crotch of her
panties is embedded in her pussy.  The crease is very evident.  Black hairs
stick out of the mesh.  I am so hard I am hurting.

   "You want me to tell you what we do?"

   "If you don't mind, I won't tell anyone.  Where do you do it?"

   "Megan's dad built her a tree house and we go there every afternoon."

   "Every afternoon, I bet you miss being with her."

   "I do, I wish she didn't go."

   "So tell me what you two do when you are alone.  Do you get undressed?"

   "Yes, and we kiss and other stuff too."

   "What sort of other stuff?"

   "She rubs me and I rub her."

   "Do you cum?"

   "Yes, every time we are together."

   My body is completely red with my blushing.  Brandi is looking at me her
face radiant.  I keep sneaking looks between her legs hoping she takes off
her panties.

   "Do you like kissing her pussy?"

   My blush tells it all.

   "Would you kiss my pussy?"

   A sweat covers my body, all kinds of flashes go through me, and my
stomach is in knots, is she going to let me see her pussy?  Nodding yes,
she smiles, and then lifts her hips.

   "Take off my panties then."

   Lowering them uncovers heaven, unlike Megan's pussy which is only white
with a beautiful pink interior; Brandi's pussy is a number of beautiful
shades.  Her labium is a soft pink, but the rim of flesh is a dark brown,
they are open and exposing a very moist luscious pink interior.  Her labium
extends a good inch from her dark brown puffy pussy lips.  Then to make it
more interesting there are hues of purple as well.  Where Megan had a
pimple that made her gush with joy, Brandi has a protrusion the size of my
little finger pushing out nearly an inch.  A beautiful bush of black curly
hair frames everything.  Brandi seems to enjoy what she is doing to me, she
raises her knees and spreads her legs further exposing her relatively
large, as compared to Megan's, asshole.  The rim of her asshole is
wrinkled, unlike Megan's that is very smooth.  It is fascinating.  An
appealing musky odor is being emitted drawing me closer, like a bee to a
flower.

   Gathering the courage, I close my eyes and go for it.  The taste is
intriguing, musty, full bodied and addictive.  When my tongue touches her
clitoris, Brandi like Megan's body jerks and her hands are on the back of
my head pulling me into her moist pussy.  I keep licking while gasping for
air.  When her body stiffens, it indicates she is close to exploding.  My
tongue continues its assault then grasping her clitoris with my lips, I
suck.  Brandi's body shutters with her first climax.  Gushers of liquid
flow from her pussy, keeping me licking and sucking to keep up with it.

   "Rick, this is what you do with Megan?  No wonder she likes you.  You
are better at it than my husband; Leigh certainly doesn't know how to eat
pussy.  It surprises me as you are so young."

   That is an ego builder if there ever was one.  It is hard to believe
what has just happened.  Me, a twelve year old geek, a guy very few girls
at school will even admit is alive, is in bed with a black goddess.  The
syrup is still seeping from her pussy.  Leaning over my tongue attempts to
stem the flow without success, the more I lick the more drains out of her.

   Brandi's eyes are glassy.  She pats the pillow beside her.  Moving as
requested we are face to face.  When she kisses me all kinds of things
happen.  My mind is full of stars feeling her full lips on mine.  Her
tongue tastes of a mild mint.  Guiding my hand across her breasts and
feeling both hard nipples brings a pleasing mummer from Brandi.  The
closest one ends up in my mouth.  She tastes good.  Her hand is on my cock
playing with it.

   "Rick, it is going to be fun teaching you what this is for."

   Brandi sits up looking at me then leans over and takes my woody in her
mouth.  When Megan sucked me it was fabulous, but feeling her lips and
tongue on me is like dying and going to heaven.  Her sucking is like a
sustained vacuum.  Her finger finds my asshole and is slowly inserted. 
Even squeezing my bum cheeks doesn't stop her penetration.  Then without
realizing it she has brought me to the brink, as I cum, she slowly
withdraws her finger from my asshole.  The strength of my climax is
unbelievable.  Brandi keeps sucking until my cock stops convulsing.  All
that is left is a small stub when it slips out of her mouth.

   "You taste good.  I hate to say this about my husband, but his is
bitter."

   For the next hour we lay in her bed.  With Megan gone, I thought the
four weeks would be terrible, but Brandi changed all that.  She is still in
bed when I leave, but makes me promise to come back tomorrow morning as
soon as possible.  This is going to be a memorable summer.

   That night in bed with my cock in my hand all I can think of is Brandi
and her luscious body.  The good thing is she wants me to come back.  Sleep
overtakes me and my dreams are of Brandi and Megan.

   The next morning I am up with the sun, rushing to do all my chores
before having a shower.  At eight running to my room, I look out the window
to see if there are any signs that Brandi is up.  My day with her can't
start soon enough.  What will we do today, what will she teach me?  Will
she let me try and fuck her?  My woody is hard trying to figure it out. 
Finally the curtains open and I see her looking towards our house.  Like a
shot, I am out and at her back door knocking.  The curtains on the door
part and seeing me her face breaks out in a big smile.  She opens the door.

   "I was hoping you could come over early.  All I thought about last night
was you and what we did.  I feel so guilty cheating on Leigh, but I can't
help myself.  You made me feel so good yesterday."

   Brandi is wearing a semitransparent maroon robe covering her body from
head to foot.  I can make out she is wearing a white bra and stockings, but
her movements don't allow me to speculate if she is wearing panties.

   "I am having coffee, will you join me?"

   Nodding yes, Brandi gets another cup, giving me an opportunity to stare
at her bottom.  It does appear she is wearing white panties.  After coffee
she looks at me, stands offering her hand to me and leads me to the living
room.  She indicates for me to sit on the sofa and she sits on a chair
opposite me.  Her robe straddles both sides of her legs baring everything
to her crotch.  Her stay-up stockings are sheer white accenting her
beautiful complexion.  When she spread her legs and the robe drops away I
get to see my first pair of crotch-less panties.  All of her glory is
exposed to me.  Her labium is extended beyond her pussy lips, and spread
enough to give me a view of her endless tunnel.

   "Do you like my panties?  I wore them for you."

   "I have seen them in pictures, but this is the first time on a girl. 
They are very nice.  I like them."

   She spreads her legs even more and beckons me to come to her.  In front
of her I drop to my knees knowing exactly what she wants.  Her musky scent
is combined with her haunting perfume.  Boldly I go right at it licking and
kissing.  This time I follow her example from yesterday, and find her
asshole shoving my finger into her.  It slips in easily with very little
resistance unlike Megan's.  With my finger sawing in and out of her
asshole, my tongue continues to entice Brandi towards her first climax of
the day.  When she grabs my head and pulls me into her pussy, she is close.
Her feet dig into the carpet and she pushes her hips into my face and cums.
Clear thick essences flows continually into my mouth.

   "That was good Rick; you are an expert.  I still can't believe how good
you are."

   Her hand is caressing the back of my head as she seems to purr with
satisfaction.  I keep licking, she keeps flowing.  Time doesn't exist
between Brandi's legs.  Should I tell Megan what has happened.  Does she
miss me?  Brandi finally pushes me away.

   "Come upstairs, I have to feel that in me.  I was hoping just doing
things oral was enough, it isn't.  I want you Rick."

   Does that mean what I think it means.  Brandi drops her robe, moves to
the centre of the bed laying back and spreading her legs.  Her fresh eaten
pussy glistens with moisture.  Quickly undressing, I am beside her.

   "No Rick, get between my legs."

   Between her legs she pulls me on top of her, the next thing I feel is
her hand on my hard cock guiding it to her pussy.  The feeling is one of
pure euphoria; nothing in my life has ever prepared me for this feeling. 
The moist heat of her pussy engulfs my cock, her muscles gripping me as my
full length disappears into her being.  The urge to pump is so strong, an
automatic reaction.  My movements must have been too rapid for her.

   "Slow down, you are not in a race.  Your goal is to satisfy your partner
not just satisfy yourself.  My husband does that, I am hoping you will do
it right."

   Slowing my pace does feel better, with each stroke, the feeling of her
muscles putting pressure on my shaft is unbelievable.  Nothing could have
prepared me for this, not Megan sucking or even Brandi sucking me feels
this good.  This is something Megan will enjoy.  I can only imagine how
good it will feel in her.

   "That is good Rick, slow and steady; I can feel my body building up to a
climax, when I cum you can cum."

   Envisioning my little ass pumping in and out between her legs brings a
grin to my face.  Who would believe this, Rick the nerd fucking a beautiful
woman?  Brandi tightens her grip on me.

   "Okay Rick, faster now.  I am so close."

   My little ass starts humping as fast as it can.  This feels good.  Her
bear hug grip on me tightens, she stiffens like a board under me then
explodes, and the exhaust of her breath nearly blows my ear off.  Then the
feeling hits me, pushing as hard as I can for maximum penetration, my cock
is convulsing, ejaculating my hot cum deep into her body, then it shrinks.

   With both of us panting, Brandi still hasn't released her bear hug on
me. When she does she starts kissing me all over my face and neck.

   "That was great Rick for your first time, you did well.  Thank you for
your cherry."

   "My cherry, what do you mean?"

   "The first time a person fucks, is when they say they lose their cherry,
so you lost yours to me.  Thank you."

   "You're welcome, I have never felt anything like it."

   "Well, in the next three weeks you will feel it often.  If Leigh can
leave me alone for four weeks, I might as well be happy and satisfied.  I
found just the thing to keep me satisfied."

   Her hand pants my now very dormant cock.

   "I am going to teach you how to keep your woman satisfied.  It will bode
well and keep your girlfriends happy."

   "But the only one that will speak to me is Megan."

   "When the girls realize how good a lover you are that will change.  Many
guys only think of themselves, remember that.  It isn't what you have; it
is how you use it."

   Over the next week, there isn't a day that goes by that I am not between
Brandi's legs.  I haven't found the need to masturbate since we started
fucking.  We do it as often as three times a day.  We are at the pool most
afternoons then go to her house and fuck.  Sometimes after dinner, when dad
falls asleep I will slip over and we will go to bed.

   After the first week, it is to a point that I expect to be in bed with
Brandi pumping my hot sperm in her.  Then one morning she tells me there is
a problem.  She is on her period.  When she spread her legs, I can see a
string hanging from her pussy.  I look at her questioningly; I don't know
what this is all about.

   She goes on to explain the details of a woman and her period.  She
mentions she had been praying for the day when she doesn't have one, that
will mean she is pregnant.  She goes on to tell me about her and Leigh's
efforts for her to conceive, all to no avail.  She sees the dejected look
on my face and smiles.

   "It doesn't mean we can't do anything, you still can lick and suck my
clitoris, and I always make sure I am clean for you.  I can suck you as
well, and we can use the other method."

   Now I am confused, what other method.  Rolling on her tummy she exposes
her asshole.

   "I like a cock in there as well.  I have lots of KY Jelly for just that
purpose."

   My cock swells at that thought.  Brandi rolls over and spread her legs,
a sign for me to get between them and lick her.  Even with the string
hanging out, I manage to bring her to three climaxes.  After spending some
time on her nipples she moves me away and pushes me down on my back.  Her
warm mouth engulfs my cock and she brings me so close, but then stops.  She
does it four more times than stops again.

   Watching her she retrieves a tube from her bedside table and coats my
cock with the cold jell, then rolls on her back and puts a pillow under her
hips, reaching back, she spreads her cheeks.  Her asshole opens.  With the
aid of the Jelly my cock slips into her smoothly.  It is just about as good
as fucking her pussy.  Every time she tightens her cheeks I can feel it
squeeze my cock.  Now close to cumming I shove my cock as deep as possible
and let go.  Cum splatters deep inside her.  It does feel good.  This is
something I will have to try on Megan as well.  Her asshole is so small and
tight.

   "I could feel every ejaculation you made.  You are going make a superior
lover.  Hell, you already are."

   For the next five days this becomes a ritual, my dumping my load into
her asshole.  On the sixth day there is no longer a sting in her pussy. 
Her juice flows steady and we fuck like minks.  There isn't a day that goes
by that we don't spend the better part of it in bed.  My dad keeps asking
me why I am so tired, not doing anything but swimming.

   It is a sad Friday when Brandi tells me her Leigh is coming back.  He
will be at home for at least a week, curtailing my time with her.  She
promises to call me if it is possible for us to get together and fuck. 
Needless to say my Saturday is the shits.  From my window I watch as Brandi
greets her husband and they go into the house.  His hands are all over his
wife.  I know they are going to the bed I have enjoyed for the past month.

   It will be another week before Megan returns from vacation.  Since
Brandi is unavailable due to her husband's return, I return to the pool, my
outlook a bit different from before.  Looking at the young mothers, takes
on a different prospective.  Often, I lie on my towel and study each one of
them wondering if they love sex like Brandi.  My sunglasses allow me to
analyze each one of the ladies.  There are four of them I would love to
know better.  The young girls are all prime lookers for me, but as before,
no one even notices me.  The only thing that is promising is two young
girls that have the boldness to stare at me causing my cock to tent my
trunks.  They are ten or eleven and the same build as Megan.  Both have
nice hips and beautiful faces.  They surprise me by sitting next to me. 
Nothing like this has ever happened before.

   "Is your name Rick?  You are the guy that Megan likes?"

   "Do you know Megan?"

   "Yes, we are her friends.  She always used to spend her time with us
until she met you.  She is supposed to be back in a few days from her
vacation."

   "I hope so."

   "We have seen you here with that black lady."

   "She is my new neighbor, her and her husband just moved into town.  She
asked me to show her the pool.  Her husband is back from his business trip
so she doesn't need me."

   "Oh.  My name is Peggy and this is Jane we both are eleven, how old are
you?"

   "Hi Peggy, Jane, I am twelve but I'll be a teenager in four months."

   "Do you want to swim with us?"

   "Sure, it is really warm."

   All three of us head for the pool, both are novice swimmers not that I
am much better.  After twenty minutes all three of us sit on a ledge, the
water to their necks, but just up to my chest.  The filters keep the water
relatively clear, the movement of the water makes their tops move back and
forth giving me a good view of their nipples, like Megan, their breasts are
just starting, but their nipples are very evident.  Both watch me studying
them.

   "Do you like what you are looking at?"

   "Yes, you are both very interesting."

   "So are you, you must like us, your woody is hard.  I know that means a
boy likes girls."

   There is no denying I like them after not having Brandi for nearly a
week; yes I could learn to like them a lot more.

   "I do like looking at girls if that is what you mean, both of you are
nice to look at."

   "We like looking at guys especially when they have a woody."

   "Well, mine is hard just from looking at you."

   "Would you like to come with us?  We were thinking of going for a walk
in the park."

   This is the closest I have come to pussy since Brandi's husband
returned. I have no idea what the girls are up too, but they have something
in mind.  Now that my hardon is camouflaged by my towel I follow the girls,
both stop and pick up their backpacks, then stop at the change rooms and
ask me to wait.  Both emerge wearing baggie shorts with large legs holes
and cut-off T-shirts, now sporting the impressions of their nipples.

   "Where are we going?"

   "You will see."

   The park has been part of Bayfield for a very long time, and through the
years is has grown as some influential people donated more land and through
time it was develop into the rambling park it is today.  There are walkways
running all through it.  Following them into an area that seems deserted
they stop and we all sit on a bench.  Both are looking at me and giggling.

   "What?"

   "Megan says you do things with her?"

   "What did Megan tell you?  We do go swimming together just like we did
today."

   "That is not all is it; she says she has seen your woody."

   "And you believe her?"

   "Yes."

   "And if she saw my woody so what, what does it mean to you?"

   "Can we see it as well?  We will show you ours?"

   "Okay, you first."

   Peggy looks at Jane and shrugs her shoulder then pulls up her shorts so
that her panties are exposed; she then pulls her panties to one side and
spreads her legs.  It is a beautiful small pussy, with some brown hair on
it.  For some reason, I would love to taste it.  Not to be outdone by
Peggy, Jane does the same thing, she has more hair then Peggy.

   "Okay, now it is your turn."

   Looking both ways along the path and happy that it is clear, it is a
little difficult to lower my bathing suit with a hardon, but finally it is
down exposing all my glory.  Both girls seem more than pleased at my size;
however I don't know if they have seen other cocks.

   "Can we touch it?"

   "Yes you can, but only if you let me touch you."

   Both girls reach over and fondle me, it feels so good to have another
hand other than my own on me.  I will be so glad when Megan is back next
week.  I can't wait to teacher her some fun Brandi taught me.

   "Can you make it cream for us like you did for Megan?"

   Just how much did Megan tell the girls?  Both Peggy and Jane have what I
have been missing since Mr.  McGuire came home.  Would they be willing to
experiment?  I would love to try and fuck one of them to see if I could.

   "We can't do that here, what if somebody was to come."

   Both look dejected.  Since I haven't touched them, I have an interest in
what happens next.

   "Do you girls know this area of the park?  I have never been here
before."

   "We live on Mill Street, just over there."

   Peggy is point in the opposite direction from where we came.  There is a
vast area of the park that is foreign to me.

   "Do you know of any place more private than here?  Someplace where we
can be alone with nobody seeing us?"

   Both look at each other grinning and nod their heads in the affirmative.
Grabbing their backpacks they are off with me tagging along my hardon
needing relief.  Where they are leading me I can only hope I can find my
way back.  There are trees and streams and little nooks each offering
hiding spots.  Finally they stop and move between two big trees with a fair
amount of underbrush.  We come out near one of the numerous small ponds in
a clearing bordered on three sides by thick bush and the fourth side is the
lake.  The trees are nearly to the shore and the lake is nearly two hundred
feet wide.  We will be able to see people before they see us and at that
distance they likely won't be able to make out what we are doing.

   "This is great, how did you find it?"

   "Peggy and me often sunbath in the nude, when we are laying down nobody
can see us because of the tall grass in the lake."

   She is right, no one will be able to see us if we lay down.  Works for
me maybe one of the girls is willing to try to fuck.  Spreading my towel on
the grass I sit, the girls follow my example.  Looking at them I wiggle out
of my bathing suit and exposing my woody to them.  They look at each other
than me.

   "Okay girls, it is your turn."

   Jane opens her backpack and pulls out a beach blanket spreading it on
the ground.  She then lowers her shorts and panties and sits down.  Her
pussy looks so nice.  We both wait for Peggy.

   "Come on Peggy, you told Rick he could touch you so get with it."

   She lower her shorts then removes her panties, they are blue with yellow
moon happy faces on them.  She sits across from me her legs crossed
spreading her pussy open.  It is soft pink and looks damp.  I have a strong
desire to have a lick.

   "So are you going to make cream for us?"

   "Yes, but you have to do it for me."

   "How?"

   "Wrap your hand around it and slowly pump it up and down, keep your
fingers tight, but don't squeeze."

   Lying in the middle of the blanket, both girls are on their knees moving
close to me.  Both pussies are at my eye level, moving my head from side to
side and I can see both.  Reaching over, my fingers touch Jane she jumps.

   "It is my turn to touch you."

   Nodding her head she goes back to the job at hand, both are trying to
pump me.  Jane's pussy is soft like Megan's, my finger slips inside of her
and is blocked by something from going any further.  Withdrawing it, I find
her pimple and rub it.  There is a startled look on her face.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Rubbing you, don't you like it?"

   "It feels funny and nice."

   Perhaps she doesn't masturbate or doesn't know how to make herself cum.
After a few minutes of rubbing her breathing starts to go irregular.

   "I don't know what is wrong, but I have to lie down.  Don't stop rubbing
Rick, I feel so different."

   Peggy is working hard to make me cream; it feels good to have her hand
on me.  Jane stiffens and climaxes, the look on her face is one of surprise
and shock.

   "What happened?  I started to shake and shiver then I felt like I was
going to faint then a rush came over me.  Look, I am still shaking."

   "That was a climax.  Didn't it feel good?"

   "Girls at school mention it, but I didn't know what it was like.  Can
you do it again?"

   "Of course, but you can do it to yourself by rubbing the pimple right
here."

   When I touch it she flinches, it is likely very tender.  She reaches
down gingerly and touches herself.  Again she flinches.  Gently she tries
again, this time rubbing gently.

   "It does feel good."

   "There is even a better way."

   "How?"

   "Letting me put my woody in you and pushing it in and out of you."

   "You can do that?"

   "I think so if you are big enough."

   "Is Megan?"

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

   "Do you want to try it Peggy?"

   "Only if you do, that must have been what Mary told us she did with
Frank after school, she told me she bled a little the first time she did
it, but other than that she liked it.  She and Frank do it every time they
can now."

   "What do I have to do, Rick?"

   "Not much, I have to get on top of you and put my woody in you."

   My cock is still hard as a rock and ready to go.  I can't believe both
girls are interested in this.  How lucky can I get?  Moving to position
myself above Jane, I begin to realize why Brandi grabbed my cock and put it
in her the first time.  I can't hold myself and grab my cock at the same
time.

   "Jane, can you grab me and point me into your pussy."

   Her warm hand grabs me and wiggles me until the head of my cock is moist
from her pussy juice.  Pushing downwards, the knob of my cock enters into
her nearly an inch and then stops.  It is pushing against something.  This
didn't happen with Brandi, it just slipped in.

   "Something is blocking me."

   "How do you know?"

   "It is supposed to be deep inside of you."

   "So what do we do?"

   "Keep pushing I guess, it is supposed to go in you.  Does it hurt?"

   "It stings when you push hard."

   "I can stop."

   "Do you want too?"

   "No, but I don't want to hurt you."

   "You said it supposed to go in, so let's both push and see what
happens."

   With her pushing up and me pushing down it feels like my cock is going
to break.  It is starting to hurt, and then something happens, my cock
slips deep into her.  Jane makes a sucking sound like she has been hurt.

   "Did you feel something Jane, does it hurt?"

   "It did for a moment, but it doesn't feel bad now.  It feels like I have
a something large in my pussy."

   "It is just my cock."

   Using the techniques that Brandi instilled in me, I slowly pump.  She
was insistent that I make sure any girl I fuck gets her climax first.  Jane
is hanging on to me for dear life, she feels much tighter than Brandi.  Now
my cock is sliding back and forth with ease.  Finally, Jane starts to
groan.

   "I am getting that same feeling when you rubbed me with your finger."

   Slowly continuing at the same pace Jane starts lifting her hips to meet
my thrusts, just like Brandi did.  It is a good sign.  Then she grabs my
neck and pulls herself into me even hard than before.  Her small body
stiffens under me and then she collapses.  With that my little thunder
starts ejaculating.  Hell it feels so good.  It is a lot better than using
my hand.  It is the best I have felt since being with Brandi.

   When my cock slips out of Jane, I raise my body from her.  Pinkish cream
is slowly seeping out of her.  Looking at Peggy, she begs off saying she
has to go home in twenty minutes.  We quickly dress and have an arrangement
to meet at the pool tomorrow afternoon at two, Peggy looks at me
apprehensively.  I watch the girls as they walk in the opposite direction
from me.  Jane is walking funny.  Hell, I feel good.

   That night when getting ready for my shower, I have the biggest shock of
my life.  My shorts are covered with blood.  Looking at my tool there is no
abrasions or cuts.  It has to have been from Jane.  I wonder what happens
to her if her mom finds her panties.  Since I do the laundry, it is no
problem for me.  After breakfast my dirty clothes will be in the washer.

   I did sleep well, after my chores; I pack a knapsack similar to the
girls with a large blanket.  Two blankets will be better than one.  After
checking the laundry, my shorts are as white as they can be, no stains
remain.  I hope the girls are there early.  Looking over at Brandi's house,
I wonder how she is doing.  She hasn't been sitting outside for the last
couple of days.  Usually she waves and blows me a kiss.  I miss being with
her.  Just as I am about to leave, I hear Brandi's back door close. 
Looking up it is her, dressed in white shorts and a tube top.  She looks
ravishing.  She notices me and is smiling; she looks both ways then waves
at me to come over.

   Mr.  McGuire's car is gone he must be at work.  This is the first time
since he came back that Brandi has called me over.  My cock is growing in
appreciation.

   "Rick, I really miss you.  How have you been?"

   "Not too bad Brandi, I really miss our time together, Megan should be
back next Monday so that will make a big difference."

   Brandi is radiant, there seems to be something different about her.  She
indicates she wants me to come into the kitchen.  Inside she looks at me
and then kisses me.  My hands are on her bum cheeks she feels so good
against me.

   "Rick, you are the greatest.  I don't know how to thank you."

   "Thank me for what?"

   "I am pregnant; you are going to be a daddy.  Leigh is overjoyed and
thinks it is his, but I know different.  I am carrying your child."

   That bit of news tends to retard my hardon to a little stub.  What am I
going to do now; I don't know anything about children.  Brandi senses
something is bothering me and soon figures it out.

   "Oh Rick, you don't have to worry about anything.  I am so happy that I
am pregnant, Leigh is overjoyed.  In his mind, the move to Bayfield is what
did the trick, but I know it is this that I needed to do the deed."

   Her hand is on my cock which has found itself again and is growing. 
Being this close to her has me panting to go to bed with her once more.  In
seconds her hand manipulates my belt and zipper and my pants are on the
floor, her hand in my shorts.  My legs feel rubbery as she caresses me.

   "I am so glad I meet you Rick, and this it is my salvation.  I can't
wait to get you in bed again.  Leigh's company is planning another extended
road trip for him shortly.  I can't wait.  For now this will have to do."

   She lowers her shorts and panties removing one foot then leans over the
kitchen table, her legs spread.  I am not Einstein, but I can figure out
what is expected of me.  My cock slips into her easily, she is very moist.
Slowly as taught, I bring her to the brink and she cums gasping for breath.
Then, like a good lover I ejaculate.

   "Leigh did me this morning before he went to work; he thinks he is a
super stud now.  If he only knew, now my pussy has a combination of your
cream and his, I will be ecstatic all day."

   That is why she was so slippery.  I really don't mind, but I am glad she
didn't want me to eat her this morning.  She pulls up her panties and
shorts, kisses me and we hug.

   "I just wanted you to know Rick; I didn't want you to think I forgot
you. I really do miss you."

   "I am glad I could help, and that you are pregnant."

   Leaving her is one of the hardest things I have done.  She gave me a
kiss just as I am leaving.  Grabbing my knapsack, and after being with
Brandi, I was in no hurry to get to the park.  The aura of what just
happened still has me in a very mellow satisfied mood.  Besides, my woody
is still dormant and the thoughts of Peggy's young pussy hasn't set in as
of yet.

   Then a thought struck me, this is my last summer as a preteen, but there
is still three months of discovery.

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