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Growing Up - 3
by Michael (no address provided)
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Young boy pleasures young girls. (bbbg, pre-teens, ped)
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My family was active in the church and it was just
before Easter. This was a holy time and there were a lot
of services at church.
I was waiting for my brother to finish up inside so we
could ride home together. He was late as usual. I was
just watching the crowd disperse. These were people that
I have seen dozens of time if not more. I recognized
most of the faces and I knew about half of the names. I
took special notice of the Eaton family.
They lived near the grocery store we used to purchase
some items but mostly we went there for the butcher's
shop. The meats were always high quality and the owners
were real friendly.
There were five in the family. The mother I knew was a
nurse. She worked at the hospital in the next town. The
father was a mill worker. They had three daughters. They
all resembled their mother. They had pale complexions
with inky black curly hair worn long. The eyes looked
like a bottomless well of darkness. When they all looked
at you it caused you to shiver. They were all very
beautiful. The middle daughter was my age but she went
to a different school. Her name was Karen. Her older
sister Mary was almost a year older and the younger one
Sue was Joan's age.
I mentioned that when they looked at you it caused a
shiver because they were all looking at me right now.
Mary broke away and walked over to me.
"Hey Michael, did you know that my neighbor's dog had
her puppies?" She asked. Her neighbor had a black German
Shepherd. She had been bred with another black Shepherd.
I said the pups would be cute. They were going to sell
them but they would be well out of my price range. I
wanted to see them anyway just to experience the sight.
"No, I didn't know they were born yet, when did she have
them?" I asked. I knew they would be gone by the time
they were 2 months old.
"She had them two weeks ago. They are getting active
now. Before they just kind of laid around. Why don't you
ride over Saturday afternoon to see them?" She asked. It
was common knowledge that I spent time at the horse
stables on Saturdays. It wasn't the route I took home
because there was more traffic but it was shorter.
"Yea, I would like to see the litter before they start
to leave. Would your neighbor mind if I came by?" I
asked.
"They said we could come over anytime. It is good for
the mother to have people come by it keeps her from
being to possessive with her babies. I will be home all
afternoon so come by my house first and I will take you
over there." She offered.
Saturday was a busy day for me. I was unofficially on
the payroll at the stables. I had ten of the twenty
stalls to clean as well as five of the rental stalls. If
I wanted I could knock it out in an hour so I wasn't
overworked. I spent time maintaining those animals that
I liked. They would stand for days if I would brush them
that long. I cleaned Carol's stall when she was out
riding. When she came back she would clean her horse for
a half hour, then she started to look for me.
I was finishing up my tasks for the day. I was planning
on a stop at the Eaton's and didn't want to get home
real late.
Carol tickled my arm on her way past me. I finished up
cleaning the harness, I hung it in its spot on the wall
rack and followed her.
It was a routine we had established over the weeks. If
she didn't rub my arm, then she was probably home by
now. Today she gave me a caress so I knew she would be
in the loft waiting for me.
I climbed the ladder to the loft. I was the one that
filled the hay mangers in the stalls so I used a couple
of bales of hay each time I was there. It wasn't unusual
for me to climb into the loft.
She was waiting for me sitting on a bale of hay about
half way up the pile.
"Finally!" She said as she stood to undo her belt. "I
have thought about this all week." The first time we did
it she was a little reserved with me but we had done it
often enough by now that she was a little bossy.
She had made a platform of hay bales I expected her to
remove her jeans and underwear and lie down like usual.
I would then kneel on the lower level of hay bales and
do what she wanted. This time it was different. She
stood naked from the waist down and pointed to the
platform.
"Lie down, I want to try something different." I laid on
my back on the hay. She grabbed my ankles and pulled me
so my legs dangled off the edge. That put my head about
halfway on the platform. She climbed up, staying on her
knees. She put a knee on each side of my head and
lowered herself onto my mouth.
Her hair was matted against her groin from being pressed
between her jeans and her saddle. She was sweaty from
her ride and cleaning her horse. I gave her a lick, then
with my fingers I opened her exposing her delicate
parts. I started to lick her labia, separating the folds
and exposing her hooded clit.
"God that feels so good. I have been so itchy this
week." My tongue must have felt rough to her. She was
moistening a little. Then she ground against my tongue.
I stuck my tongue into her hole and let her rub against
me relieving her itch. I could hear her panting as she
ground her pussy against my mouth with my tongue
entering her each time. Suddenly she lowered herself so
my mouth was on her clit. I sucked it into my mouth and
inserted my fingers into her. She shuddered when her
orgasm hit her. I relaxed my suction against her
continuing to hit her swollen clit with my tongue
gently. Eventually she stopped moving. She stayed still
for a minute or two maintaining contact with my mouth.
Then she would start to grind against me again. I stuck
my tongue out easily finding her channel again. She did
three rounds.
As the third round ended she lowered herself so I could
reach her clit. I felt her undoing my belt, opening my
jeans. She took out my cock and lowered her mouth onto
me. I could feel the tightness of her lips on my cock
and I felt her tongue twirling around the tip. I soon
felt the rush of an orgasm.
We stayed locked together for a few minutes then she got
off of me.
"I really needed that one, thanks." As she put on her
clothes she was telling me about her ride. She offered
to teach me to ride if I wanted. I could get permission
to ride any horse in the barn for free with all of the
time I spent cleaning. We made arrangements to meet the
following Saturday at first light.
She climbed down the ladder and stood keeping the area
under the loft clear so I could drop two bales over the
edge for the horses.
After she left I cleaned my face and finished up in the
tack room. I hopped onto my bike to see the puppies.
I rode down North Street past the American Legion and
the grocery store. I stopped and laid my bike down in
the Eaton's front yard. There was no one out so I
knocked at the door. I remembered the three girls at
church the other night. When Mary returned to her family
her sisters gathered around her. She said something and
all three looked at me again. They giggled and followed
their parents to their car.
Karen, the one that was my age answered the door.
Directly behind her was her younger sister Sue.
"Hi Karen, is Mary around?" I asked.
"Mary is busy right now, but if you want to see the
puppies, I can take you." She answered.
It was warm and dry. Unusual for a New England spring.
Karen and her sister walked out of the house and turned
towards the house on the left.
The Gasson's were both employed by the mills. I had no
idea what they did for work but I knew that he worked at
the mill about a mile down the road on Main Street and
she worked in the main office about a half mile from my
house. She was home but he was out somewhere, no one
said where.
Mrs. Gasson was nowhere near as old as my parents or
even as old as my friend's mother. She was not much
older than my brother. She was from a town about forty
miles away. Her husband was a local boy. She answered
the knock at her door.
"Hello guys, do you want to see the puppies?" She asked.
"Yes, this is Michael Martin, the boy we told you about.
He hasn't seen them yet." Karen said.
"Well it is a good thing you came by today. I just sold
two of them. That leaves three unsold and they are going
to go quickly. As soon as they pass 8 weeks they will be
gone." She said. "They are in the garage, I will open up
for you."
We walked to the garage door. We had to stand back
because in those days the doors weren't overhead, they
had hinges like every other door.
The door opened and the mother dog came out first. She
smelt Karen and Sue, then she came over to me. I smelt
like a sweaty horse, I wasn't afraid at all. I had met
her before. Her tail started to wag as soon as she got
close. There, in the back corner of the garage was a
short wall about a foot tall. It was made of cinder
block covered with an old bedspread. Inside the short
wall was a bundle of black. As I got close I could make
out the different puppies. Most were napping, but some
were up to investigate the new comers. They were cuter
than you could imagine. Each was totally coal black. The
noses were all glossy with moisture. That puppy smell
permeated the air.
Sue ran to the enclosure. She had one of the babies in
her arms immediately.
"This is my favorite. He is soooo cute!" She said. Karen
was right behind her. She also grabbed one. Her favorite
was a female. I walked to the enclosure followed by
Shadow, the mother dog. I reached in and touched the
velvety skin of the babies. It was unimaginably soft.
The odor was one of babies and mother's milk. They were
adorable and they all wanted to be picked up. The girls
obliged. I held a few of them but gave most of my
attention to the mother dog. I had seen her pregnant and
now she had lost all trace of her pregnancy and she
looked slim and energetic except for her swollen
nipples.
We played with the newborns and the mother for about a
half hour. Then I thanked Mrs. Gasson for showing me the
puppies. Karen and Sue both took the hint and stood,
thanking Mrs. Gasson also. We went outside and I helped
her close the garage door.
Karen, Sue and I visited out front for a few minutes. We
all loved the puppies. They invited me in for a drink. I
was thirsty from my labors at the stables so I accepted.
When we got inside Mary was there in her bathrobe. Sue
poured some sun tea into glasses.
"Hi Michael, did you like the puppies? Mary asked me.
"They are real cute, but I like Shadow the best." I
answered honestly sipping my tea.
"Did you see Carol today at the stables?" She asked. I
didn't know they knew each other.
"Yea, she was there riding." I said. Her horse doesn't
like me. It was true. That horse was nasty.
"How about after her ride? Did you see her then?" She
asked. I noticed her eyes suddenly appear deeper than
normal and her cheeks reddened a little. She stood very
close to me.
"Yea, I saw her later. She helped me get hay from the
loft." I answered.
"I know you and Carol do other things too. She told me
so. I want to try it also. My parents will be gone until
dinnertime and I am in charge." She grabbed my hand and
pulled me into the bedroom she shared with her sisters.
There was a single bed and a bunk bed in the room. There
were two dressers. There was a throw rug on the floor
between the beds. Sue was already up on the top bunk
watching us. Mary sat on the edge of the single bed and
opened her robe. She was naked underneath. Even though
the window was open I felt warm in the room. I didn't
take my eyes from Mary. She was even more beautiful than
I imagined. Her breasts were small but pronounced. Her
pussy was sparsely covered with black hair. Her legs
were opened waiting for me. I knelt between her knees
and leaned into her.
That she had just gotten out of the shower was obvious.
Her pubic hair was damp and carried the odor of lilvacs.
Beneath that odor was a different scent. More earthy.
Her legs spread giving me access to her most private
place. I kissed her leg above the knee on the inside
moving towards her center. The fifth kiss was on her
labia. I opened her with my fingers. Her inner lips were
peeking through I touched them gently with my tongue.
Once, twice, three times. Then I explored her. She
tasted different than Carol, but I couldn't explain the
difference. Her juices were already flowing. I licked up
everything she offered me. I pushed her back onto the
bed so she was laying down with just her legs hanging
over the side. She lifted her knees and laid them over
my shoulders pulling me towards her. I reached up and
grabbed her nipples gently pulling them and caressing
the tissue around them.
She wasn't shy about exactly what she wanted. She
grabbed my hair and steered my head to the place where I
could give her the most pleasure. She wasn't as
insistent as Carol but this was our first time.
It wasn't long until she reached her breaking point. I
could feel the pulsing of her muscles against my tongue.
I slowed to let her enjoy her orgasm. As her vibrations
stopped I kissed her pussy gently. The mood was broken
when Karen poked her.
"My turn!" She said. I looked over my shoulder and saw
her standing naked from her waist down. I could smell
her arousal.
Mary stood up and Karen laid down in her place. Where
Mary was rounded, Karen was elongated. She had just a
promise of hair. I used the same method that I used on
her sister moments before. Karen pushed herself against
my face while holding my head tight against her. All the
time my tongue was exploring her folds. When I finally
hit her clit she stiffened like a board. Her legs were
stretched out on each side of my head. She released so
much liquid, I thought it might be pee. Her vaginal
muscles grabbed at me squeezing my tongue. I kissed her
gently as she finished.
Karen was replaced by Sue. I could tell she had been
closely watching her sisters. She was very sensitive and
jumpy every time I touched her. Eventually I grabbed her
by her bottom to keep her from jumping. I licked her
lips from top to the bottom, then I pushed against her
hymen with the tip of my tongue, followed by a twirl
around her clit. Then I would start again. Sue was the
most sensitive of the three. She was also the most
vocal. Mary put a pillow over her mouth to stifle her.
Mary went three times. Karen and Sue both went twice. It
took three hours. They all said thanks when I left. I
noticed my bike was moved into the Gasson's yard. Mrs.
Gasson was sitting on the front porch step with Shadow
lying near the door, taking a few minutes away from her
puppies.
"Well thanks again for showing me the puppies Mrs.
Gasson." I said as I picked up my bicycle.
"That's ok Michael. Come back next week to see them
again. I know what you just did with those girls. I
heard most of it. I'll expect you about the same time."
She said. Her tone implied they I had better not even
think about not showing.