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My Ding-a-ling (Mbg, pre-teens, ped, inc, oral, rom)
by Jack Spratt (jackspratt1@gmx.com)
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This is an amusing story about young Tom and his
discovery; the difference between boys and girls and
of course to make it interesting, about life, love and
of sex, oh yes lots of sex.
If stories involving adults and adolescence’s make you
uncomfortable, delete this story NOW. There are
numerous very good authors on S. O. L. that will
satisfy your literary desires.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters,
places, and incidents either are products of the
author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any
resemblance to actual events or locales or persons,
living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
This story may be downloaded for private use, and may
not be distributed for profit or posted to newsgroups
or other websites.
Copyright (c) 2005, Jack Spratt. ALL Rights Reserved
Date of first publication: Saturday, July 30, 2005
My Ding-a-ling
An Erotic Novel by
Jack Spratt1
Very early in my awareness development, being a young
boy my interest focused on the sensitive protrusion
between my chubby legs. I can recall touching and
massaging my little cock for pleasure at the age of
four or five. However, my mother and my aunts were
always quick to point out to anyone who would listen,
that my playing started when I was a baby. Whenever
one of them changed my diaper, as soon as it was
removed, my small hand found my source of continuous
joy.
At the time, I had no idea why it was happening, but
obviously it did feel good. Mom, much to my
embarrassment, points out that my stub at the age of
three would actually get hard as a result of my
continuous manipulations. In the bath tub when other
babies were playing with rubber duckies, I was
enjoying my penis.
At the age of seven, not realizing the meaning of
masturbation, I had my first climax. The feeling was
phenomenal but it scared the shit out of me. I was
sure that something had broken; hell I even used a
mirror to inspect my jewels to make sure nothing had
fell off or broke. As with all boys the feeling
derived from the first experience and my natural
curiosity had me try it again. Then realizing nothing
serious had happened, it became a daily ritual,
sometimes three or four times.
My name is Tom Bates, at the age of twelve; my height
of five foot four makes me stand out among my peers.
Like most young boys of my age, my friends are male;
girls have been the blight to mankind. However, over
the past few weeks while masturbating, a few of my
sister Susan's friends for some unknown reason now
seem to appear in my imagination, and they don't seem
as revolting as they did a few months ago.
A strange awareness happens when Bree is around; a
tingling sensation has my cock extending at the most
inopportune times. Bree is a young redhead with
noticeable sprouts on her chest. What does me in is
her smile that brightens up the world when she looks
at me.
With my skills masturbating honed to perfection, my
duty is to educate the masses about the joys of
pumping cock. At this age boys like to compare the
size of their willies. In all contests I have won
hands down. My early manipulations must have
accelerated the growth of my hormones because I out-
rank my friends by an inch, a very sizable difference
and something to be proud of. Of course, the fact that
I was the only one with a foreskin made my cock the
centre of attention.
As school had just ended for the summer, my time is
spent playing various games of ball with my friends
then going to the pool to cool off. Usually after the
pool, a group of us would hang out together talking
about the important things like who could whack off
more in an hour. Like all boys, everyone boasted
ridiculous numbers, hell with all my experience my
record is only four times in an hour and I’m not that
sure about the last one but it sure felt good.
Today my best friend Frank challenges the group to a
whack off marathon, the event is to take place
tomorrow, and instead of playing ball we will meet at
the pool and ride to Marion Woods. There is a small
spring fed pond in the middle of it; swimming is great
if you can stand the cold water. Just off the adjacent
path there is a small area surrounded with trees and
heavy underbrush. It will provide the privacy needed
for this very important social event. The news of the
challenge spreads like wildfire. It seems that Frank
has challenged all the guys that play ball. All
participants are to bring a lunch as it could be a
very long day.
Mom never questioned me about the lunch, she is happy
to see me outside enjoying the summer weather rather
than watching television, using the computer or video
games. It takes a lot of willpower not to masturbate
tonight, instead I settle for a few soft rubs that do
feel so good. My morning boner is very embarrassing,
thank goodness mom didn't notice, but my sister Susan
does, she points and giggles.
Arriving at the pool, it is surprising to see eight
other guys ready to take up Frank's challenge. It
takes twenty minutes to reach the edge of Marion
Woods; we can ride most of the way using the path, but
to get to the clearing we have to push our bikes
through some underbrush. Finally, at the site, we all
stash our lunches under a tree near the water in an
attempt to keep them cool. The sun is up and we can
feel the heat. Now, all nine of us are standing,
looking at each other, most with silly grins on our
faces. Frank the challenger speaks.
"This is to find out who can jerk off the most times
in an hour. We should all get undressed and stand in a
circle. Jimmy, did you wear your watch?"
"Yeah, it is right here."
Jimmy is pointing to his arm where the wrist watch he
got on his seventh birthday sparkles in the sunlight.
"Ok, you can be the official timer. Since there are
nine of us, we can have three groups. Does everybody
agree?"
There is a chorus of agreement. But still we stand
looking stupid.
"Okay, let’s all get naked."
All look around for some place to put our clothing,
and in no time, all the low bushes are covered. Not
surprisingly, we are all supporting hardons of various
sizes, each of us sizing up the other. My five and a
half inches surpasses all others, a few seem to admire
my size and a few may even be jealous. One seems
particularly interested, Andy Greenspan, a boy that
lives a couple of house from me. His three inches plus
is dwarfed in comparison to mine. It is a bit
embarrassing, his curiosity has my tool pulsing.
Frank takes the lead again and picks the groups of
three, putting Andy and me with him. Because of my
size he wants to beat me. The ground rules are the
winners of each group will whack off after a swim and
a lunch to find a winner. My thoughts are to get
started as my need to masturbate is urgent since not
doing it last night or this morning. The first one is
going to feel so good.
Andy is still looking at me or rather my cock, the
head is pushing its way out of the foreskin as I pull
my hand back, my balls are hanging proud under my
shaft, and all is fascinating to Andy. Hell, if he
wants to look let him. Spreading my legs gives him a
better view. A small smile crosses his face then a
twinge of a blush.
"Okay Jimmy, what time is it."
"One minute to ten."
"Yell when it is ten, everybody stops at eleven, is
everybody ready?"
All grasp their engorged tools and nod yes. All eyes
are on Jimmy who is staring at his watch.
"Go."
Closing my eyes, I enjoy the feeling of my hand
gliding up and down the hard shaft; in seconds my
desired relief is satisfied, as three long strings of
cum ejaculate, just missing Andy and hitting the
ground beside him. Looking at Frank he is still
pumping. Andy, his eyes are like saucers as he stares
at a blob of cream dripping off the end of my tool,
him watching me play with my cock helps stimulate it
to get hard for my second round. He is licking his
lips as he pumps and stares at me. Frank gives a blast
of pent-up air as he cums.
"Dam it Tom, I plan to beat you this time."
He is coaxing his tool to get hard, spitting on his
hands to make them slide better, once up he is beating
it with gusto. Now hard, I follow his lead. Andy is
still trying to get his first. Frank cums again while
I am very close, finally warm cream is emitted, but in
a much smaller volume. Andy is still pumping his
monkey with no results, but the smile on his face
indicates he is enjoying himself.
As it turns out Frank does win, he was able to cum
five times to my four, poor Andy only manages to cum
twice. The winners are congratulating each other and
boosting that they will be the final winners. After a
very cooling dip in the pond we grab our lunches. Andy
follows me to a fallen tree we use as a bench. My hero
is all shrived due to the cold water, Andy's has
nearly disappeared.
"I wish I was a big as you Tom, hell I have nothing
compared to the rest of the guys."
"You are smaller because your body is the smallest, it
will grow with you. As long as you enjoy masturbating,
that is all that matters."
"I never seen so much cream squirt as when you came
the first time, with me it is a little drop."
"Maybe I have been doing it longer."
This discussion causes my cock to grow, awaking from
its cold water shock and growing to its full glory; my
balls as well have filled with blood and are now
hanging proudly between my legs. Andy continues to
watch, his eyes are like saucers. He is totally
smitten with my size. It makes me feel a bit sorry for
him.
"It sure is a beauty. I like the way your foreskin
goes back when you get big. My parents had mine
removed."
His little thumb sized head is just noticeable as he
sits. Andy is small for his eight years. I can't help
but wonder why he is so interested. The final whack-
off is about to begin, the three are in a circle, the
others watch.
"Are you ready Jimmy?"
Jimmy looks at his watch, put his left arm in the air
then slices downward, the pumping has begun. As the
balance of us watch, we were jerking off as well
except Andy who is still fascinated with my cock. When
I did shoot my cream he actually caught it in his hand
then studied it for the longest time. Hell, he even
tasted it.
When the competition is complete, Frank is declared
the winner. In the two hours he actually jerked off
nine times, his closest competitor only seven, he is
the winner of the Marion Woods first challenge. After
dressing, we gathered our bikes and ride home. Andy
sticks to me like glue. Saying good-bye to the group
with a promise to play ball tomorrow, Andy and I ride
down our street.
"You really taste good Tom, I have tasted mine but
yours is better."
"Never tried it myself, what does it taste like?"
"Humm, a bit salty but nice."
As Andy rides home, I can't help but wonder what is
going through his mind. Strolling into the kitchen,
mom tells me the lawn needs mowing and that dinner
will be ready in two hours, what luck it gives me more
than enough time. The heat of the day is in full
swing, Bree, sunbathing with my sister, glances over
my way every time I make a pass, looks up and smiles.
Her soft pink bikini is tight between her legs giving
me a view of the mystery sandwiched between them.
Finally the damn lawn is finished. After a shower, my
bed looks inviting as it has been a long tiring day,
there is a good twenty minutes before dad gets home.
As I lay pumping, for some reason the vision of Bree
laying stretched out makes me extremely hard even
after the activity earlier today, then the thoughts of
Andy fills my mind, him actually licking my cream and
liking it, curious.
***
"Tom, are you coming down for dinner? This is the
third time I have called you."
After cumming, I must have fallen asleep, it is a good
thing mom or sis hadn't looked in, as my hand is still
wrapped around my exhausted tool. My sister and Bree
are at the table, even after recently masturbating,
the tingle is returning. She is now wearing a narrow
white tube top clinging to her budding breasts,
nipples pointing proudly. She and Susan are nearly
eleven, now looking at Susan I actually notice her
breasts for the first time in years, her nipples are
in fact longer than Bree's. Shit, that is something I
been looking at but never noticed, more tingling not
only in my cock but my balls as well.
The seating arrangements have me sitting on Bree's
left, with Susan on her left. During dinner, a
wonderful scent hits me, it is of some sort of floral
mixture. Then I realize it is Bree, she and Susan are
wearing perfume. Sitting this close to her and
glancing at her budding nipples has me wired for
sound. What the hell is happening to me? The girls
have been in my face for what seems years, now for
some reason they have me trembling, maybe I am sick!
Could be it the heat?
"Mom, would you excuse me please?"
"Are you done?"
"Yes, mom."
"I just want to let you know Bree will be staying over
for a few days, her mom and dad are gone to a
convention, so make sure you don't embarrass yourself,
keep the bathroom door locked."
A feeling of a blush runs over my body, both Bree and
Susan have big smiles on their faces and their eyes
are on my rising bulge. Quickly, I am upstairs, into
the bathroom, thus avoiding any more embarrassing
situations. Dropping my shorts, I grab my cock and
explode in a few strokes. The volume of thick creamy
cum surprises me considering all I have been doing
most of the day is beating my meat. Visions of Bree's
smile flashes through my mind as I cum with gusto.
Flushing the toilet, then washing my hands, I nearly
crash into Bree in the doorway. Our bodies hit, I am
sure her nipples leave a brand on my lower chest.
"I am sorry."
"No it is my fault; I shouldn't have been standing so
close to the door."
So close to the door, was she listening to me grunting
and groaning during my masturbating while thinking of
her? A very serious uncontrollable blush fills my face
and gives her reason for a very knowing smile. The
nymph was listening.
Over the next two days it seems like everywhere I go
in the house, when I turn around Bree is there, it has
got to the point that I am looking for her, wanting
her to be near me. What the hell is happening to me?
Numerous times, the view down her blouse shows me the
mysteries of her budding bosom, her nipples are
breathtaking. She hasn't got much, but to me it is
like splitting the atom, everything is new. This is so
confusing. Hell, even Susan is looking good and has me
wondering thoughts that shouldn't be. Something has to
be wrong with me!
Even though nothing physical happens during Bree's
visit something did occur, I actually miss her hanging
around after she leaves.
***
Riding to the park later in the week, Andy catches up
to me.
"Hi Tom, haven't seen you since the Marion Woods, have
you been sick?"
"No, just bumming around the house, mom had a few
things for me to do."
The last thing he needed to know is my apparent change
in attitude towards girls. The rest of the guys would
tease the hell out of me. Andy looked deep in thought.
"My mom does the same to me. Tom, can I ask you a
question?"
"Sure."
"Promise never to tell the guys or laugh?"
"I promise."
Something is really bothering Andy, he is usually
never serious about anything. He seems to be
trembling. Then he asks me nearly in a whisper.
"Can just you and me jerk off together, I love
watching you cum."
Andy wouldn't hurt a fly and because of his size and
demeanor has been the brunt of many jokes which he
takes in stride. Sometimes, I do feel sorry for him.
"What did you have in mind?"
"We could go to the tree house."
Several years ago Andy's uncle built he and his sister
a tree house in the back of their property. Hell, it
could be classified as a small house. I have been
there a couple of times; it is large enough to stand
in. Since there is nothing pressing and since
masturbating is my passion, we turn and head to Andy's
house.
Riding to the back yard, Janna, Andy's sister and
three of her friends are in the pool. They are all
wearing two piece bathing outfits; the wet suits are
molded to their young bodies. My new appreciation for
girls kicks in quickly studying all their chests for
protrusions. All are very interesting and varying in
size. Janna waves at us and then locks her stare on
me. Her wet blond hair shines in the sun; there is an
immediate surge to my cock. My sheepish wave gets a
giggle from her.
Andy rushes up the tree house ladder with me behind
him. Once inside he pulls up the rope ladder, puts it
in a box and closes the trap door. There is a large
sofa like bench running along the windowless wall, it
is padded and covered with a number of throw blankets,
there has to be six different colored pillows lining
it as well. The single window overlooks the pool,
looking out again my eyes lock on Janna. How quickly
my attitude has changed concerning girls.
"It is completely private with the trap door locked.
The window is high enough that we can take off our
shorts and no one will have a clue of what we are
doing. There is even a small pail and some tissues so
we don't make a mess. Janna and the girls often come
up here and she would likely notice and tell."
Interestingly, looking at the bench all I can think of
is seeing Janna possible stretched out naked, what an
imagination. Do they come up here to masturbate? That
would be something worth learning about. My hard-on is
ready for action.
"Tom, take off your shorts."
Andy is only wearing his T-shirt, rubbing his stub.
Following suit, there is no need for me to rub mine as
it is full bloom. Rolling back the foreskin exposes
the head and the very discernible slit seeping pre-
cum. Andy is aghast. As I stroke; my attention keeps
going to the view at the pool, especially Janna who is
now lying on her back, legs spread wide looking up at
me. For some reason the view is the source of desire
that travels straight to my cock.
While my interest is on Janna, Andy is taking in all
of my equipment in great detail. Looking down, he
seems to be savoring the view as he beats his short
but hard stub. Looking up at me, he smiles.
"Tom, I know this is going to sound stupid, but can it
touch it?"
At the time it sounds like an odd request, but later
on it clarifies. Not really thinking about what the
ramifications could be, my first desire is to enjoy
the view Janna is providing me. In my mind her show is
for my personal pleasure. Removing my hand from my
aching shaft, Andy's warm hand takes it place. It
actually feels good having someone else do the
stroking, really exciting. Janna has raised her knees
and has her legs spread. The strain on her bikini
bottoms has them molded to her pubes; my interest in
the female form is new and the view has me trembling.
All I can see is two sizable mounds with a deep cleft
between them. This is what we guys always talk about,
today it actually has meaning for me.
Janna sees me staring and then glances at the other
girls. All are laying on their tummies their heads to
the side not looking towards Janna. She looks me in
the eye and then her hand slowly glides down her tummy
and slips into her bottoms. Hell, it nearly made me
cum in Andy's hand. Her finger movements are
embellished on the cloth of her bathing suit, an up
and down motion. She is masturbating for me.
I have the urge to start pumping with my hips when the
shock of my life happens. My cock is engulfed by a
warm moist mouth; Andy has taken the head of my cock
into his warm and wet mouth and is sucking me. The
feeling is wild but embarrassing; my eyes are on him
then his sister who is now vigorously fingering
herself, eyes closed hips raised.
She stiffens and cums, opens her eyes and looks at me
smiling, then slips her hand out of her bottoms and
makes a big production putting her fingers in her
mouth and sucking each digit, just at the same time my
surge of cum is plowing deep into her brother's
willing throat. He has given me my first blowjob. Not
losing a beat Andy hangs onto my cock and extracts
every drop. It is a good thing my hand is on the
window sill for support or I would have collapsed.
Andy gently squeezes my balls while he still sucks.
What a feeling.
"Andy, what did you do?"
"Something I wanted to do since watching you in Marion
Woods, you aren't going to tell the guys are you?"
"Of course not."
After letting him suck me dry and enjoying the
wonderful feeling it creates while watching his sister
finger herself, telling on him is the last thing on my
mind. All I can think of is seeing more of Janna. As
the result of the blowjob I have never felt so
exhausted. Usually after masturbating and within
moments it starts to get hard, not today, it is still
hanging loosely between my legs. Andy is caressing it
and rolling the foreskin back and forth over the head,
but it isn't ridged enough to hold it back. Every now
and then Andy's tongue flicks out to remove a drop of
clear liquid seeping out of the slit.
"Will you let me do it again, it is beautiful."
He is still on his knees admiring my apparatus and
hefting my balls. If he wants to suck my cock, the
least that I can do is accommodate him. Besides,
visiting with Andy will give me a chance to see Janna.
"If you like we can come here after our ball game
tomorrow."
"I would like that, I don't think Janna and her
friends will be using the tree house, if they are we
can use the pool."
My concerned look as to what he is suggesting has him
laugh.
"We can swim, I don't mean to suck it in the pool, but
at least I can play with your cock. I really like the
feel of it."
Arrangements are made for tomorrow, as we climb down
the ladder, Janna walks towards us. We are eye to eye.
"Hi Tom, what were you and Andy doing in the tree
house?"
"Janna, it is none of your business what we were
doing. Tom, just ignore her."
The feeling of exhilaration runs through me, just
looking at her, the way her hips are curved, her
bikini showing what has to be her pussy, something
that never interested me before, but now for some
reason has become a priority in my life. What is like
to see and touch what is between a girl's legs?
"Actually, we just wanted to rest, and with you and
your friends at the pool we thought the tree house was
a good place. I noticed you enjoying yourself."
Touché, her face turns a wonderful color of crimson,
her nipples are noticeably harder, and then she
bounces back.
"Yes, I always enjoy myself."
She accents the word 'myself', so I know exactly what
she is referring too. She is very brazen. This talking
to girls is new to me, but it seems to be something
that I want to pursue.
"I could see that, it looked like fun."
"It is, maybe you should try it."
"With who?"
"Me of course, Andy won't mind will you?"
Andy is completely out if it; he has a confused look
on his face as he doesn't know what we are referring
too. Hell, it has taken me by surprise as well. Is
Janna suggesting I put my hand in her bottoms and
finger her? There are just too many things happening
all at once.
"Janna, what are you talking about? Tom isn't
interested in anything you do, are you?"
"I really don't know, but I think it could be
interesting."
With that Janna sticks her tongue out at Andy and
leaves, her small tight bottom swaying with a lot of
emphasis. Her bikini is pulled deep into her bum
cheeks, actually they look bare. The feeling is coming
back to my weapon again.
"Do you really want to talk to my sister? She is a
real pain you know. She is always trying to get me in
trouble."
"It can't hurt for me to talk to her; maybe I can get
her off your back?"
"Could you? She is always tattling to mom about me,
everything I do wrong, even when I get in trouble with
the teachers at school."
"Same with me, but we don't have to worry about that
until September."
During the short trip home everything that happened
today is overwhelming me. First, Andy giving me a
blowjob, the guys in the group talk about things they
never experienced and a blowjob is one of them, now I
would bet that I am the only one in my crowd that has
actually enjoyed it. Thinking back smiling, Andy does
have a nice soft mouth.
In bed my hand job is inspired by the images of Janna
masturbating and Andy on his knees sucking. What will
tomorrow bring?
***
The day starts as usual, with a pick-up game of
baseball. With the daily heat at its peak around one,
we usually hit the pool or just go and do our own
thing. Today, my thing is to feel Andy's lips
engulfing my raging hard-on.
"Hey Tom, are you ready to head home?"
That is for the benefit of the guys still hanging
around; there is a glint in Andy's eyes that tells me
he is looking forward to a repeat of yesterday's
performance. The uncomfortable feeling my erection is
producing will welcome his manipulations.
"Yes, mom has a few chores lined up for me, let's go
Andy."
After a chorus of goodbyes and the commitment to
returning for a game tomorrow we head out. Once out of
ear shot of the group Andy seems more relaxed. I am
sure he thought everyone would be aware of what
happened between us.
"Does your mom really have some chores for you?"
"No, but is sounds good."
That brings a smile to his face.
"Good, all I could think about last night is how good
it felt to have your cock in my mouth. I sure like
your cream."
"Did your sister say anything about yesterday in the
tree house?"
"She did question me, not so much about the time in
the tree house, but just questions about you. She
thinks you’re hot."
That bit of information doesn't help my uncomfortable
bulge. The only thing good about the trip to Andy's it
the knowledge that relief is on its way. So Janna
thinks I am hot, what else she is curious about. The
vision of her playing with herself has that tingle
running through my body and ending up in my shaft.
Finally at Andy's we park the bikes and head for the
tree house. The back yard is devoid of anyone, I was
hoping to see Janna. As soon as Andy has the rope
ladder tucked away and the trap door closed, he is on
his knees in front of me. I can feel his soft hand
guiding the head of my cock to the fly, a quiet zipper
sound as the tab is pulled, and then the feeling of
air hitting my cock tells me he has accomplished his
goal. Andy seems to take forever before the feeling of
his moist mouth engulfing me indicates my need to
ejaculate will be forthcoming.
There is a sound below, it is Janna strolling to the
pool alone, and she is wearing a white cover-up. She
looks up, sees me, smiles, with us eye to eye she
slowly lets the wrap slip off her shoulders. The
display nearly has me cum prematurely. She is not
wearing a bikini but just a bra and panties. Their
sheer white colour has her looking naked. Even from
this height, her dark nipples are very obvious and the
area between her legs, the mystery is exposed.
Andy is oblivious of what is happening outside, on his
knees and his mouth full of me; he is in a world of
his own. The vacuum action of his soft mouth has me
slowly thrusting back and forth. With my view of Janna
on display before me, her brother joyously engage in
what he enjoys, what could be better? Even at my age,
masturbating as often as possible, the urge to hold
back my inevitable climax has me fighting it off,
wanting to savor the feeling for as long as possible.
Finally at the point of no return, supporting myself
on the window sill with my hips thrust forward, my
cock totally embedded in Andy's choking throat, he
receives my gift of hot thick creamy cum, just at the
point of satisfaction Janna opens her eyes, smiles at
me, purses her lips and pumps her finger in and out.
Does she know what her brother is doing?
Weakened by a great climax, legs like rubber, I
collapse on the floor.
"Andy, that really makes me feel different, I have
never cum hard masturbating one my own."
"I like doing it Tom, and the fact you never told the
guys means a lot to me. Don't forget to talk to Janna.
She was on my case yesterday."
Janna, yes Janna, I hope she is still lounging when we
leave. Just the thought of seeing her close-up starts
a spurt of growth to my tool, a motion Andy picks up
on right away. Leaning over me his mouth engulfs me
for the second time; this is something I could get
used too.
"That feels so good."
Andy just mumbles with his mouth full. His hands
caress my balls then his finger finds my asshole. The
sensation he produces is all new to me, with his
sucking and probing, he has me fully erect and
thrusting upwards. Every time my bum lifts, his finger
seems to push against my tight asshole. Eventually his
finger is buried in me, the combination of his finger
moving in and out of me and his sucking, I cum again
for the second time and so quickly after the first
one, it has to be a record for me. With his finger
still buried in my ass, he uses his other hand to work
every drop of cream out of me. Now I am totally
drained.
"Where did you learn that?"
"I do read a lot, and found some books about guys
enjoying guys. Every time I read the parts about a guy
sucking a guy, I get really hard; I have always
wondered what it would be like to do it. I am glad you
don't mind me sucking you. The bad thing is Janna
found the books in my room and has threatened to tell
mom."
"Let me talk to Janna. When we leave, you go into the
house; Janna is at the pool enjoying the sun."
"Okay, when can we get together again?"
"Soon, I hope."
A smile greats me, he leans over me and gives me one
last suck. With Andy blowing me we never leave any
evidence of what has happened. After making sure that
we are presentable we climb down. Andy quickly
disappears and I head to the pool. Janna is still in
the same position, legs spread. Up close she looks
even better than she did from the tree house. The
thick mound between her legs has a magnetic appeal to
me. I wonder if Susan and Bree are the same between
their legs.
"Hi Janna, you are certainly getting a good tan."
"Did you and Andy enjoy yourself in the tree house?"
"What do you mean, enjoy?"
"I know what Andy has been doing for you, I read those
books he has been hiding, I am sure mom would love to
know all about it."
This is not the way this conversation was to evolve. I
am supposed to get her off Andy's back, but she has
certainly turned tables on that idea. With that one
comment she twisted everything around and is now in
control, an uncomfortable feeling spreads over me.
"What do you mean?"
"I bet Andy has been sucking your wiener, hasn't he?"
My best innocent look is undermined by my beautiful
crimson blush, a dead give-away. Now I really am
uncomfortable, what happens if she tells her mom, and
her mom calls my mom? The shit will hit the fan.
"I won't tell anyone, but you have to do something for
me?"
The large stone on my chest just got a little lighter,
maybe there is a light at the end of the tunnel, but
at what price.
"Something for you?"
"Yes, I want you to kiss and lick me down here?"
She is pointing at her pussy, her puffy pussy. This is
all new to me, we guys have talked about it, but I
never knew what it truly meant. In reality none of us
actually know, all our information has been gleaned
from a few old magazines Frank found in his father's
garage. Some of the pictures showed guys with their
face between the legs of women, something I had
thought as very gross and now Janna's price is exactly
that!
"I can't do that, it is yucky."
"But it is okay for Andy to suck on your wiener? After
I tell mom, she will likely call your mom. I bet she
will be pleased."
Janna rolls over on her tummy, her panties pulled deep
into her ass crack, for some unknown reason I do want
to touch her. Even with the threat of her telling, my
tool begins to show interest. Feelings like this are
new to me, is it the same sensation as when I look at
Susan or Bree. Maybe just a quick lick and a kiss and
it will be done, how bad can it be anyway?
"And if I do it you won't tell anyone?"
"How could I? You will have something to tell about
me."
Now confusion takes over, what would that be? Janna
notes my bewilderment and explains.
"You will have seen my pussy and kissed it, girls are
not supposed to show their pussies to guys or let them
touch."
For some reason, there is an uncomfortable sense about
this whole issue, I have the feeling she isn't exactly
telling me the whole truth. The smirk she is emanating
doesn't help matters, like the cat who is about to eat
the canary, me being the canary.
"When do we do it?"
Again, she burst with her smirk, she is taking what
seems to be a sinister pleasure in this, like someone
who has removed the wings from a fly and watches the
antics as it tries to fly before whacking it with a
swatter, she is enjoying my embarrassment immensely.
"Since no one is in the tree house and it is a good
place for it, we can do it now if you want."
Want!! That is a stupid word; it isn't what I want
that counts, it is what she requires to get her off my
back. What was supposed to be helping Andy getting her
off his back has turned tables and now it is me who
needs the help.
"Now is a good time, dinner isn't for a couple of
hours so mom won't be looking for me."
"Good, let's go."
Following her does have its advantages; her bottom
swings from side to side, her legs are taunt, well
groomed, and actually very attractive. This is
something that escaped me while being close to girls,
an appreciation of all the good points of their sleek
bodies, today it appears my education is to begin in
earnest me being a reluctant summer school student.
Following her up the rope ladder, the scent of her sun
block waifs me. Once inside she is like her brother,
hauling up the rope ladder and putting it in the box,
closing the trap door and flipping the latch, we are
definitely alone. No question about privacy.
"To make this even, you have to undress as well; it
will be interesting to see what Andy is all agog
about, you first."
She is in control, so she can make the rules. My
position is one of total dejection; she still has the
hammer over my head. Taking a chance I attempt to get
something out of this.
"If I go through with this, will you promise not to
tell your mom, and secondly; give Andy a break and
stay off his back?"
"I promise not to tell my mom, and give Andy some
leeway for a while at least. Now get undressed."
This the second time today to bare myself in the tree
house, however, this is the first time in front of a
girl. Being nervous and excited at the same time,
lowering my shorts then underpants gets a surprising
sound from Janna.
"Wow, you are a lot bigger than Andy."
Even in this situation my cock is betraying me, in
full bloom showing my length and a small drop of
precum seeping from my slit. The foreskin forced back
just enough to show the tip of my penis. Since my
control over it doing it thing is limited, I might as
well make the most of it, spreading my legs, I thrust
my body forward. My tool is rigid as if it is made of
iron.
"Let's get this over with, you get undressed."
Trying to sound gruff, like I didn't like her admiring
my tool, doesn't seem to faze her at all. First she
removes her bra, her breasts are noticeable rising
from her chest, but her nipples are hard and very
interesting. Hell, they are beautiful. There is a
sudden ache in my tool. What is this all about?
My eyes are glued to her hands as they start pushing
the waistband of her panties downwards exposing my
first close up view of a real girl's pussy. Janna
carefully folds her panties and bra and puts them on a
small table; she sits on the bench and spreads her
legs giving me a view of her cunt. For some reason, my
body is trembling; the anticipation is getting to me.
Her pussy lips are very full, nearly an inch wide,
totally hairless, the girls in Frank's magazines had
hair. There seems to be a thick stream of whitish
liquid seeping from the bottom section, is that cum
like guys have?
"Now that you have had a good look, get to the job at
hand."
With that she lays back spreading her legs and giving
me total access. Now on my knees I move towards her, a
foreign scent hits me, it must be her pussy. She
reaches down and spreads her luv lips exposing what I
soon come to realize is the most beautiful view a guy
can see. The pinkish interior is like a magnet, are
guys supposed to like this?
"See that little bump at the top of my pussy that is
my clit; make sure you lick it a lot."
There is a small pink protrusion that has to be what
she is talking about. The opening is moist and
seemingly bottomless; my mind is telling me go for it.
First, my tongue flicks out for a taste, my taste buds
analyze it; the information is processed and comes
back 'Not Bad'. Slurping from the bottom of the
opening to the top, touching her hard clit brings a
sigh from her. This isn't going to be bad at all.
Finally, with my face buried in her pussy, I do my
assigned penance with great gusto. Four times Janna
stiffens and makes a blowing sound. Not to be deterred
I continue, realizing this isn't bad at all, the
taste, though not like anything I have had before, is
actually good. My finger finds her tight asshole,
coated with a surplus of her juice. Soon it is buried
deep in her thrusting in and out. She seems to enjoy
it and is making all kinds of animal noises. Finally
her hand is on my head pushing downwards.
"Oh, Tom, your tongue feels so good, I have never cum
so many times, and with your finger in my bum it is
even better."
Slowly, removing my finger from its warm home there is
a distinctive pop. Sitting beside her my cock is at
its maximum size and is aching for relief. Janna
notices it and reaches out and touches me. Her holding
me is really different compared to Andy, I hate to
admit it, but it does feel great. Closing my eyes, I
enjoy her manipulations. She, like her brother, seems
fascinated by my foreskin, she rolls it back and forth
covering the purple head then displaying it again,
pre-cum is seeping steadily.
"This is the first cock I have seen up close and
actually touched, it is so firm and warm. You’re a lot
bigger than Andy."
Answering her is not an option; my being just wants to
enjoy the feeling hoping that she will continue until
relief is inevitable. Again closing my eyes, the sight
of her pussy and its taste reverberates through my
mind. Now is the time Andy should be here to finish me
off.
"You like that don't you? I can see why Andy likes you
and your cock."
If she continues to pump, Janna is in for a surprise
but all of sudden she stops, opening my eyes, all I
can see is her face being lowered to my shaft then the
warm feeling of her mouth engulfing me. Andy felt good
but Janna, there is no comparison. She seems to be
able to swallow all of me, then sucking and pumping
causes me to erupt, there is no stopping it. Surge
after surge of pent up cum floods her mouth. She
doesn't raise her head, but swallows. Finally over,
she looks at me and smiles, staring at the floppy
stump.
"Wow, now I really know what Andy likes about you, it
was awesome. Does it always go so small?"
"Yes, every time I make some cream. Did you like the
taste?"
"It is different. But I figure if you can taste me, I
can taste you, it wasn't that bad."
With that she has no hold over me. If she was to tell
her mom about Andy and me she would be condemning
herself. Not that telling is an option, with the way
she made me feel, all I can do is hope she wants to do
it again. She looks at me.
"Now you can kiss me, I have never been kissed by a
guy before."
Kissing is a new experience for me as well, kissing
girls has not been a priority, nothing about girls has
been, but after today that will certainly change. The
first kiss is crude; both of us slobbering, but after
the third one we have it nearly perfected. Over the
last two weeks my world has been turned upside down,
girls now have a great appeal to me. Blowjobs, what
can I say they are great!
Looking at Jenna in the nude is the catalyst; my
appreciation for girls has changed. Her pussy is
seeping a steady stream of juice, her sexual scent is
very strong, and my reaction is a new feeling in my
cock as it starts to grow again. She reaches over and
grasps me. It really feels good having a girl do that.
"Have you had much experience with girls?"
"No, you are the first."
"You are my first as well, we talk about it, but none
of my friends have ever gone this far."
From what the guys have talked about concerning girls,
is my cock is supposed to go inside of them. What does
it feel like; maybe Jenna would like to try. Moving to
my knees, shifting my body between her legs, I can't
believe the appeal of the scent emanating from her
pussy. Taking a deep breath only enhances its appeal.
The next thing that happens is my face is buried
between her legs, my mouth encompassing her pussy
sucking the juice. A warm sensation runs down my
throat, Jenna pulls my face into her, her body
trembling. Then she stiffens again, emitting another
large surge of her essence into my waiting mouth.
"Oh Tom, that makes me feel so good, look how my legs
are shaking. The girls will die for this."
"Girls, you have to be kidding, you promised not to
tell."
"I promised not to tell my mom or Andy. I will keep
that promise."
Shit, it is my fault for not being more concise. I
should have insisted she not tell anyone period. Maybe
her friends are people that don't know me.
"And just who will you tell?"
"One of my best friends is Bree."
Oh no, there has to be more than one Bree in the area,
it can't be Susan's Bree.
"Bree who?"
"Herington, do you know her?"
"Yes, she hangs around with my sister."
"Susan Bates is your sister? I know her from school."
I am dead, after she tells Bree, she will tell my
sister, and I am in deep shit. Just when everything
was falling in place, Janna just had to be good
friends with my sister's best friend. What could be
worse? Susan will have this over my head.
"Do you have to tell her? She will tell my sister."
"Your sister has never seen you naked?"
"No, not that I know off, why?"
"All girls are curious about boys and from what Bree
tells me about your sister, she will be as curious as
I was."
"You mean Susan is going to want to see my cock?"
"If Bree does, likely she will want too as well."
"What do you mean if Bree does?"
"You will find out soon enough."
Andy's voice from below scares us both.
"Jenna it is time for dinner, come down."
"Okay Andy, tell mom I will be right in."
Hell it is nearly five o'clock. We dress, both look at
each other, and my desire for more takes over and we
kiss. A long soft kiss, hell I want more of Jenna. She
opens the trap door pears down then drops the rope
ladder.
"Andy has gone back into the house. I am going to
think of you Tom Bates. Call me."
Down the ladder we go, me looking up at Jenna's
bottom, now knowing what is between her legs in
intimate detail. At the bottom she pulls her wrap
tight latching the belt, I would guess her mom doesn't
know the display she makes in her sheer bra and
panties.
"I hope to see you soon."
With that she disappears into the house. Riding home I
have a feeling of foreboding doom, what happens when
she tells Bree? What happens when Susan finds out? How
did I get myself into this mess?
Dinner is just being served when I arrive, the sky did
not fall in. Mom is in a good mood. The conversation
at the table is buoyant, just general things about how
nice the weather is, etc. Susan is her usual self,
annoying me every chance she gets, if she knew
something she could use against me it would be more
aggressive. Maybe Bree won't tell her, wishful
thinking.
Later in the evening Andy calls me and he is more than
relieved to find out Jenna will be leaving him alone.
He questions me about Jenna and our time in the tree
house. It seems she was in a very good mood at the
dinner table and was actually civil to him. He
mentioned she was very happy, but seemed exhausted.
After what we had enjoyed I am exhausted as well, but
very jumpy not knowing what to expect. As soon as I
hang up, the telephone rings, it is Bree and she wants
to speak to Susan.
"Hi Tom, did you have a good day today? Can I speak to
Susan? I have something important to tell her."
The giggle she ended that comment with does nothing
for me. For some reason my hands are clammy.
"Susan, it is for you."
Waiting for Susan to pick it up, I am tempted to
pretend to hang up and listen, but don't. Later in the
shower, the vision of what happened today doesn't even
bring on my usual hard-on; the thought of what may
happen has me concerned. Downstairs, Susan's voice
tells me she is talking to mom and dad in the living
room. Since nobody comes rushing upstairs maybe Bree
hasn't talked to Jenna yet.
At nine o'clock and venturing downstairs for a drink,
I say good night to mom and dad.
"It is early for you Tom, are you sick?"
"No, I am just tired, maybe it is the heat."
"Well, you make sure to tell me in the morning if it
is something else. Good night son."
Settling into bed, my cock still doesn't get hard; my
usual nighttime routine is caressing my hard-on and
falling asleep. My mind is focusing on the sounds of
Susan getting ready to retire in the next room. The
feeling of impending doom is still consuming me. Then
I hear the shower, it has to be Susan, as mom and dad
sleep in the master bedroom downstairs that has its
own large bathroom. The shower stops and ten or twenty
minutes later, the bathroom door opens and closes.
Straining to hear her footsteps a quiet knock on my
door scares the shit out of me.
"Yes?"
"Tom, it is Susan, can I talk to you?"
Here is comes, just when I thought I made it through
the day unscathed, the hammer is about to fall. She
has never wanted to talk to me at any time; her
favorite pastime is getting me in trouble. In a gruff
voice I respond.
"I am very tired, is it important?"
"Yes, it is very."
There is no threat in her voice, maybe it is something
else, wishful thinking of course.
"Oh well, come in?"
Susan is wearing a very light summer night gown; the
light from the hall shows her young body interesting
body. I say interesting because she has never
registered as a girl before, just my annoying sister.
What she displays is a very interesting form, shapely
hips, long sexy legs, hell this is my sister. She
looks at me in bed and closes the door, shutting off
the only source of light.
"Okay, what is so important?"
"I got a call from Bree."
"Yes, I know, I answered the phone. Remember?"
"She got a call from Janna."
Here it comes; the shit is going to hit the fan.
"What has that got to do with me?"
There is a pregnant pause, then the movement of the
bed tells me she is sitting beside me, her breathing
fills the silence. The scent of soap and shampoo fills
my nostrils; my cock betrays me and now it starts to
grow, what a betrayal.
"Did you and Janna do what she told me?"
"Now how would I know what she told you?"
Yes, I am grasping at straws, maybe she didn't tell
everything. Susan's hand is moving over my body and
finds my pole, she grasps through the sheet. I can't
believe she is doing this!
"She said you and her did things."
My cock is enjoying the manipulation from my own
sister, I read somewhere that thing like this are not
supposed to happen.
"Did things, what sort of things? I did visit Andy
today."
"Did she show you her pussy and did you lick it? It
doesn't sound like you; you never seemed to like girls
before."
Susan has no idea what she is physically doing to me.
From not responding due to the premonition of this
conversation to the bold hard-on Susan is caressing,
the feeling of exploding is close.
"Why are you so interested in what I do? You don't
even like me."
That may sound very crude and cruel, but it is the
truth; we tolerate each other, but have never been
buddies in that sense. After what has been happening
to me over the last week, my appreciation of girls has
certainly changed and Susan is a girl. She may be my
sister, but she is a girl and not bad looking as well.
"Don't say that, I like getting in you trouble with
mom, but I don't hate you."
"Susan, if you keep doing that I am going to make a
mess on the sheets."
She giggles and stops her manipulations, but doesn't
let go of me. Her squeezing does feel good.
"Did you and Jenna touch each other? Please, I want to
know."
"You have to promise not to tell mom."
"Yes, yes, I promise."
"Yes we did."
"Wow, can I see it?"
"It?"
"Yes, your pecker. Janna told Bree is was really
cool."
"Do you think that is a good idea, what would happen
if mom or dad come in and caught us?"
"When was the last time mom or dad came upstairs after
we went to bed? I can't even remember when, but it has
to be over a year ago, besides they were getting ready
to go to bed when I came upstairs."
She is right, neither mom nor dad has made any attempt
to come and tuck us in for years, and they have left
us on our own and fully trust us. To this point there
had not been anything for them to be concerned about.
Susan and I have always been at loggerheads with each
other, but that is about to change.
"Okay. If I do, you have to show me yours."
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, the regret
rolls in; I have just asked my sister to show me her
pussy. How revolting can it get?
"Let's do it together."
There is no backing down now; turning on the bedside
lamp gives the room a warm glow, but just enough light
to see. Sleeping nude, she watches as I push down the
sheet, with that she grabs the hem of her nightgown
and lifts up, at the same time my cock is exposed so
is her pussy, I can't believe it. Not only are her luv
lips larger than Janna's, she has a cute tuff of dark
hair just above where her clitoris is supposed to be.
Her thick lips are coated with her juice and it
glistens in the light, between them is a pinkish fold
of skin reminding me of someone sticking out their
tongue.
Her scent reaches my nose, and from there it goes to
my cock that is now twitching. She is staring at me as
I stare at her. Her breasts seem a lot bigger than
they are because her nipples are sitting on an inch
high puffy crown. They appear very hard. Later I learn
they are described as puffies. However, they are
described, they certainly have my attention.
"Wow, you are big."
Who she is comparing me too, I have no idea. That is
not something to ask at this point.
"Can I touch it?"
"Sure, if I can touch you."
She hoists herself onto the bed twisting her body so I
can feel her pussy, it does smell a lot like Janna's,
but there is a discernible difference. Susan's nipples
sit perkily on her puffies sticking out majestically.
They are looking better to me after each glance. Hell,
I can't believe that I am ogling my sister. Gently she
grasps my tool; the electricity runs through my body.
First running my fingers over each nipple gets me a
small sigh, Susan doesn't lose her focus, she is on a
mission examining and caressing my engorged cock.
Next my finger finds the cleft of her pussy and slip
into her; it is warm and so moist. She is surprised
when I lick the juice off my fingers. She does taste
as good as Janna, maybe a bit better. Her finger
flicks over the tip of my cock, getting coated with
the pre-cum that is seeping from me; rubbing it
between her fingers she tastes one, then the other.
"You kissed Janna down there?"
"Yes, I did."
"And she sucked you?"
What do these girls do, print a newspaper? Hell, it
only happened this afternoon, and now my sister is
asking me pointed questions of the event. Will she
pass what we are doing on to everyone she knows?
"Susan, you have to promise me anything we do or what
you hear from me, you won't tell anyone."
"But they will ask me tomorrow."
"Tell them you threatened me that you would tell mom,
so you looked at my cock but that is all. You don't
have to tell them anything else."
The last thing I wanted spread around is me playing
with my sister even if she has an excellent body. The
guys would crucify me with teasing even considering
the fact that I actually touched a girl's pussy. It
will be bad enough if they hear that I showed Susan my
cock. But that I can justify by saying she blackmailed
me. If they hear about Janna they will think that it
was cool.
"I promise not to tell anything."
"Yes, she sucked me and I licked her."
Susan has never been interested in anything I have
done in the past, but now she looks genuinely
enthralled. She looks like she wants to ask me
something. Looking at her as a girl rather than just
my sister, she is actually beautiful for a girl. Her
large eyes have very thick eyebrows that she maneuvers
to make her point. Right now she looks lovely.
"You want to ask something, what is it?"
"Did you like it?"
"Like what?"
"Licking her and then having her suck you."
It is good thing the light isn't that bright or she
would have seen my blush.
"Yes, I did, it was really different."
Susan fidgets like she is uncomfortable, so I lift my
hand from her pussy.
"No, don't, please leave it there, it feels really
nice. Much better than when I do it myself."
"You feel good."
"So do you. Can I ask you something? Promise not to
laugh."
"I promise."
"Would you do me like you did Janna?"
The thought had crossed my mind of course but she is
my sister, guys are not supposed to like their sisters
are they? Her scent has me reeling with desire, are
all girls like this, even sisters?
"You know if we ever get caught there will be hell to
pay. I read that some brother and sisters do things,
but it is not right. It is called incest."
"I don't care what it is called, I wish you would
really."
"Okay. But just a little, it is getting late."
Getting out of bed, Susan lays down with her bum at
the edge of the bed, bending her knees and spreading
her legs. What a beautiful sight, her thick luv lips
spread; a whitish cream is flowing from her opening.
My nose follows the refreshing scent, my tongue tastes
it and the rest is history. From the first taste,
there is no turning back. Covering the opening and
sucking gives me a mouthful of her elixir. It is so
smooth and much thicker than Janna's.
Time passes, and Susan explodes with one climax after
another. The tongue like protrusion is very easy to
suck causing it to lengthen nearly two inches. Twice,
I licked her asshole each time she tries to scrunch
her cheeks, but after each climax she relaxes giving
me another crack at her opening. Surprisingly, it
doesn't taste bad at all. Finally lifting my face from
her, she looks down to find out what has happened then
starts to giggle.
"What?"
"Look in the mirror."
My face is covered with her cream, in some areas it
has dried a very crusty white, I never noticed. It
does look comical.
"It is late, we are going to have to quit."
"Thank you Tom, what a feeling."
"You’re welcome; I didn't think my sister would taste
so good."
"Will you do it again?"
"Anytime you like."
"What can I do for you?"
"Nothing tonight, it is late and you should go to your
own bedroom."
That really isn't my desires, but I didn't want to
ruin something as wonderful as what has just happened.
My sister, I still can't believe the wonders between
her legs, after all the years fighting, what a waste.
Tasting two girls in one day, it has been a very
astonishing day.
"I want to stay with you."
That is something that hadn't even crossed my mind,
just showing how naive I am, something that is about
to change. The thought of sleeping with a girl, let
alone my sister, seems kind of creepy. What can it
hurt?
"Okay, but I will set the alarm for seven before mom
gets up. There will be hell to pay if we get caught."
Laying on my right side facing Susan, her smile is one
of tranquility; she leans over and kisses me, not a
peck but a real kiss, our first real one. After the
initial shock, my mind quickly determines that it is
not at all bad. Encircling her body and pulling her
towards me we make total body contact, her breasts
pushing into my chest. What a feeling. My wiener is
now aching for relief; this is not lost on Susan since
it is pushing against her pubes. Her hand reaches down
and grasps me, what a pleasant feeling.
Closing my eyes a wonderful feeling floats through my
body. After all the years of self-pleasure, it really
doesn't stand up to someone else doing it. Susan
wiggles out of my grasp and sits up, still massaging
me. When she moves my thought is she is getting into a
better position to see what she is doing, it shocks
the hell out of me when her mouth engulfs me, hell
this is the third mouth on my Ding-a-ling today. My
attempt to ask her to stop is negated as no sounds are
emitted. Surrendering to my needs, my hips slowly pump
to the rhythm of her sucking.
Susan seems prepared for what is coming next, several
pulsating stings of hot creamy cum. Like a trooper she
doesn't resist swallowing, I can feel her. Her
manipulations have certainly taken care of my needs.
She wiggles up facing me, a smile on her face.
"Am I as good as Janna?"
"Better."
"Good, I wasn't sure I could do it."
She leans over and kisses me, using her tongue, so
that is what cum tastes like, her tongue is coated
with it. It’s a bit bitter, but with a hint of salt. I
certainly hope she likes it as this could become a
ritual. She breaks the kiss and gives me a hug, then
pushing me down her body; I am presented with her
beautiful nipple. The natural thing to do is to suck
it.
I don't remember a thing after that until the alarm
went off. My face is still at her nipple. Sleeping
with my sister is breathtaking experience, something I
never would have conceived twenty four hours ago.
Susan opens her eyes then realizing she is still in my
bed, a soft smile comes over her face. What happened
yesterday opened my eyes to the beauty of the female
form. In the morning light, Susan looks radiant; her
breasts although small are beautiful. My morning woody
is poking her on her thigh. She looks down and grasps
it.
"Humm, I wonder what this is looking for."
She rolls back the foreskin and rubs the tip with her
finger squeezing out some pre-cum. She leans over and
kisses the tip nearly causing a premature eruption.
Staring at her naked form, her skin is flawless, no
blemishes, a soft tan showing her bra and panties
lines. There is a strong desire in me and it for my
sister.
"Susan, I can't believe how beautiful you are, hell I
am sorry for being so stupid all these years."
"It wasn't only you but me as well, we have Janna to
thank for this."
She is right; Janna is the catalyst. If it wasn't for
her shooting off her mouth to Bree, this never would
have happened and in all likely-hood, we would have
had battle royal at the breakfast table as we have
been doing for years. Now all I can think of is when I
will be able to enjoy her again.
"I want to do what we did last night, but you have to
get up and return to your room, don't forget to mess
up your bed."
"I don't want to go."
She still has a grip on me, the last thing I want is
for her to go, but we will have to wait until tonight.
Finally she kisses me, then slips into her nighty and
disappears. Breakfast is actually subdued compared to
the usual thing, we both keep looking at each other,
smiling, and mom is confused, but doesn't say anything
as she enjoys the peace and quiet.
Things take on a different focus this morning as I
ride over to the park to play ball, my mind is
rehashing all the astounding things that happened
yesterday, my discovery of girls is the largest thing
in my life.
All this time they were right in front of me, how
stupid can guys be? The conversation after the ball
game takes on a different meaning today, I listen
intently to some of the older guys, by older I mean
they are fourteen and fifteen. Anytime they mention
girls my ears perk up. Up until today the term
'getting laid' was a fuzzy term, then after taking a
lot of ridicule from them after asking a question,
Dave explained the birds and the bees to me in great
detail.
There is no way that I could control my boner as he
explained it. Noticing the protrusion he starts to
laugh, I am grateful he didn't start pointing.
"So you discovered girls? You are a lot younger than I
was."
My blush is my answer. Dave just nodded his head.
"So what have you done with a girl?"
Again my answer is a blush.
"Humm, I bet you kissed and maybe touched, it gets
better when they give you blowjobs. See Mary-Jane on
the swing?"
Mary-Jane is twelve and developing very quickly. She
has bigger boobs than my mom, something that didn't
faze on me until yesterday. She wears make up and
lipstick. Today, she looks very enticing.
"Yes, she looks nice."
"What you don't know is she gives blowjobs for a
dollar."
Now that is a shock, however, considering how naive I
am, nothing surprises me. Looking at her she has full
lips and a very attractive face, my imagination has a
positive reaction to the imaginary picture of her
sucking. I remain silent and listen.
"Now, Brenda does even more."
Brenda is another regular at the park and pool, she
isn't as attractive as Mary-Jane, and her body is on
the heavy side. She is always joking with a number of
guys.
"More of what?"
"She goes all the way."
The dumb look on my face tells Dave I have no idea
what he is talking about 'all the way'.
"She likes to fuck. She will fuck you if you ask her."
From his earlier explanation fucking is when a girl
lets you stick your cock into her pussy. What an
interesting thought, will Susan let me do that to her?
The more our conversation goes on, the more
interesting this 'all the way' business sounds. Then
his next question astounds me.
"I can ask Brenda if she will let you."
Everything is happening so fast, the thought of
putting my cock into Brenda has me hurting badly. All
I do is nod my head and Dave heads over to her.
Watching the conversation, Dave points towards me, and
Brenda smiles when she see me, hell I am only twelve
and she is at least fourteen, maybe older. Then Dave
heads back to me.
"She says she will. All you have to do is follow her
when she leaves the park, she will wait for you when
she reaches Pine Street."
To say I am nervous is an understatement. Standing
around I keep glancing over towards Brenda whom is
chatting with two other boys and a girl. Finally, the
conversation breaks up and she looks over at me
smiling and nodding her head. That must be my signal
she is about to leave the park. She picks up her bike
and slowly rides towards Pine Street, I follow praying
that nobody notices my very obvious hard-on. What am I
getting into?
Brenda is a very big girl compared to Susan or Janna.
Her shorts outline her large bum, her waist is bare,
and her tube top attests she has larger breasts and
large nipples. Once at Pine Street, we meet at the
corner. She is smiling.
"Dave says you want to fuck me."
That makes me tongue tied, blushing.
"Have you ever done it before?"
Shaking my head she smiles some more.
"Don't be nervous, once we start it will all come
naturally. I like the feel of a guy's cock in me. Come
on lets go to my house."
Going to her house to fuck has me confused, but I
follow her pumping ass, the more I look at it, the
more enticing it appears. Finally we turn into her
drive way. I follow her into the garage where she
parks her bike.
"Don't be afraid nobody is home. Both my mom and dad
work."
So I stand and look stupid, she pushes a switch on the
wall and the garage door lowers. She heads up stairs
that lead to a room above the garage. Beckoning me to
follow, I can't help but wonder how big a pussy she
has compared to Susan's or Janna's. In the loft of the
garage is what looks like a study with a day-bed, a
number of chairs, a desk and all kinds of girls stuff.
"This was my playroom, now I use it as study during
school. It is quiet and very private."
She looks at me as I study her. Her breasts are large
cone shapes; her nipples by the impressions in her
tube top are much larger than Susan's or Janna's.
Noticing my bulge she smiles.
"It seems you are ready, let's get undressed."
My hands are shaking as I undo my belt and lower my
fly. Brenda has no compulsion at all about undressing
in front of me, removing her tube top and exposing her
breasts and large ruby colored nipples. Hell, they
look as large as nipples on a baby's bottle. She
watches my progress out of the corner of her eye. When
my cock is fully exposed she takes greater interest.
"How old are you? Dave said you were only twelve."
"I will be thirteen in August."
"You have a nice looking cock, much bigger than most
of the guys."
Now that is an ego builder.
"You are the first guy I have seen with a foreskin. It
looks cute."
Standing before her in all my glory, I watch with
great anticipation as she lowers her shorts, now
standing before me in her mauve panties, I can't help
but notice the bulge at her crutch. Then lowering her
panties, I am faced with a massive amount of hair
between her legs. Noticing my interest, she reaches
down and parts the hair and her luv lips, exposing a
beautiful shade of pink interior of her pussy, and
like Susan she has what appears to be a very large
tongue sticking out. I wonder if she tastes as good.
"Do you want to fuck right away or would you like to
touch each other?"
My curiosity is intrigued and touching sounds good.
Sitting beside her, my fingers run over her large
nipples. They are very firm sticking straight out from
her chest. She grasps my shaft rolling down the
foreskin, watching pre-cum seep from my slit. She
surprises me by hefting my balls.
"You are big all over. I like that."
Being this close, her sexual scent hits me, much more
potent than Susan's or Janna's. A heavy musty odor,
but surprisingly pleasant, touching her matt of hair,
it is warm and soft. My finger finds her engorged
clitoris. She trembles when it is massaged. One
thought keeps running through my mind, what does she
tastes like? Rubbing her clit, she finally grabs my
hand holding it against her pussy and her body
shudders with a climax.
"You are the first guy that has done that too me,
usually all they want to do is get on top of me. That
is really nice."
Another ego builder, lifting my finger to my nose, the
scent is intriguing, even better when tasting it. I
look at her and then her pussy. The silent inquiry
must have got to her, as she lays back, lifts her
knees and then spreads her large thighs, exposing the
large luv lips and one very large pink moist cunt, her
clitoris stands out beckoning me. I can't believe the
large opening of her asshole.
There is no comparison to Susan. The scent is working
on me. What seems to be an automatic reaction has my
face buried in her slit. Her cream is a more potent
than Janna or Susan, but just as plentiful. Mouthing
her clitoris has her hips bucking, she is one strong
girl.
Finally she raises her hips and stiffens her body and
has a tremendous climax.
"Where did you learn that? That is another first for
me, are you sure you are only twelve?"
Dipping my face back into her pussy, she reaches
another thundering climax. Finally grabbing my hair
she pulls me on top of her, it is a pleasant
sensation. She wiggles her body and my cock slips into
a soft moist pocket, raising her hips towards me my
full length disappears inside of her.
There is nothing that can describe the sensation of
the warm moist glove like feeling registering on my
cock. Mouths have been nice sucking me, but this is
something else. Instinct takes over; the natural thing
to do is start pumping, there is nothing like it.
Brenda hugs me; to say that she is strong is an
understatement as she squeezes my breath out. Finally
releasing me, we settle into a natural rhythm, all I
can think of is extending this wonderful feeling, but
realizing when I cum it will end. Brenda continues to
make grunting sounds; three times she lifts me upwards
her body trembling with climaxes. Then at the point of
no return, my cum floods deep inside of her. There is
no describing the relief of ejaculating in her pussy.
This is what memories are made of. Brenda opens her
eyes.
"Tom, you can fuck me anytime. You are the first that
made me climax, usually they get on top of me and
after three strokes they are pumping cum in me. I
can't believe you actually licked me down there, it
felt like wow."
The feeling of total relief and exhaustion descends
over me. This is something that Susan and I will have
to do. My cock shrivels up and slips out of Brenda's
cunt. Moving down, my mouth on her nipple I suck, she
brings her arms around my head and cuddles me to her
bosom.
"That feels so good. I can't believe how good you make
me feel. I like cock, but yours is the best so far."
Standing, my cock is coated with her excretions; the
smell of our sex fills the room. Brenda is still lying
on her back with her legs spread, a stream of creamy
cum slowly making its way between her bum cheeks, on
closer examination her sizable asshole is being coated
with a combination of me and her.
"Next time you can use the back door."
She giggles at me, noticing the blank look on my face,
backdoor?
"My asshole stupid, you can fuck me there. The next
best thing from being fucked in my pussy is my
asshole. Some guys think it is dirty, but I think it
really feels good."
If it feels anything like what her pussy feels like, I
am all for it. I can't wait to tell Susan about what
happened. Then it hits me she may not see my learning
curve the same way I do. After getting dressed, I look
at Brenda, she hasn't moved, her legs are still spread
showing me the result of my first fuck. She lifts both
legs straight up and moves them towards her head, then
reaches her bum cheeks and spreads. Her asshole opens
up like a flower.
"This is where I want you next time. Will I see you in
the park tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"Good, just remember anytime you want to fuck, you can
ask me yourself."
In the garage and grabbing my bike, I flick the switch
and the door rises. Riding home, I feel a little smug
after my experience. It seems like it takes forever to
get home. Fortunately, I don't encounter anyone; Susan
must be out with Bree. What kind of a third degree did
she face today? Just the thought of Susan coming to my
room tonight has my Ding-a-ling tingling with
anticipation.
In the bathroom, I make a though investigation of my
tool, except for a bit of redness it is no worse for
wear, it will be ready for Susan tonight. In my room,
I do a search of the word fucking, did you know there
are hundreds of thousands of sites with that word.
Managing to find one in regard to AIDs, it refers to
fucking as sexual intercourse. My second search didn't
find as many sites, but it did direct me to an
informative one. After reading it, I am even more
confused. It referred to unprotected sex and
pregnancy. Then searching further, pregnancy is the
result of sexual intercourse.
Did I get Brenda pregnant? But she told me she had
other guys between her legs and she never got
pregnant. Additional explanations are about a woman's
period and the fact that girls have to have started
their periods before they can get pregnant. Obviously,
Brenda didn't have hers, and as far as I know Susan
doesn't as well, but I will ask tonight.
In my searching, I come across a number of pictures of
people doing what Brenda and I did, saving them in a
special file, I plan to show Susan and suggest we do
the same thing. What confuses me is some of the men
have balloons covering there cocks, what are they for.
Also, many of the older women do not have any hair on
their pussies, another mystery.
There is an advertisement for those balloons and after
clicking on it, the name condom is used to describe
them. A further search informs me they are used to
prevent pregnancy and sexually transmitted diseases
and they are readily available at drug stores and
pharmacies. There are so many things to learn. My life
seems to be changing by the hour, and is all because
Andy likes sucking my cock. From his sister Janna, to
Susan, and today Brenda, what else can happen?
During dinner, Susan keeps looking at me and twice
touched my with her toes, she is trying to rub my
Ding-a-ling. She looks bad with her wily smile. Then
she looks at mom and dad who are not paying any
attention to us and mouths the word 'tonight'. To
which I answer yes with a nod.
Offering to help mom with the dishes nearly floors
her.
"What trouble are you in young man?"
"No trouble mom, what makes you think that?"
"Well, you are not fighting with your sister for one
thing, mind it is nice to eat without a war going on,
and now you ask me if I would like some help with the
dishes. So you have to be up to something."
"No mom, there is nothing, Susan and I had a talk
yesterday and decided to be friends instead of biting
each other’s head off."
She looks at me, and then Susan, still not believing
miracles can happen.
"Yes, mom we are growing up, as Tom said we have
agreed not to tease each other, actually why don't you
and dad go and relax and Tom and I will do the
dishes."
Still not sure of this new revelation, she reluctantly
grabs dads hand and leads him to the living room. We
hear the television come on and the news broadcast.
Susan is at the sink while I gather the dishes and put
away everything else. Soon we are standing side by
side, her washing and me drying.
"Tom, I have so much to tell you tonight, do you think
we could go to bed early?"
"No, mom might think we are sick and come checking."
"Oh darn, I can't wait."
Reaching over, my fingers run over her cheeks, she
leans into my hand; I can't believe this is happen, so
I can understand mom's reluctance. Susan is so soft
and warm. My cock grows, Susan grasp me with her wet
hand leaving a damp hand mark on the front of my
shorts. She giggles. Now I hope mom and dad don't have
a desire to come into the kitchen to check on us, it
would prove really embarrassing.
Finally done, we join mom and dad. At eight, I excuse
myself and hit the shower. The warm water feels good.
Usually I would masturbate, but knowing Susan will be
visiting tonight, I don't. Just remembering how good
it felt on top of Brenda, I can't wait to suggest that
to Susan.
Once in my room, I bring up the file where the
pictures are, the one on the screen shows a view from
the rear, a thick cock is entering the young lady's
cunt, both assholes are very distinguished and then I
wait. It isn't long before the sound of water flowing
permeates the room indicating Susan is showering, it
won't be long. The water stops. Eventually there is a
knock on my door; Susan enters, though tonight she is
only wearing the top of her baby dolls, the bottoms
are in her hand. I can clearly see the beautiful shape
of her luv lips; she looks at the computer monitor,
stops and then stares for a moment.
Just the thought of her joining me has me at full
glory. She moves towards me, lifting the baby doll off
her shoulders; it falls to the floor followed by the
bottoms from her hand. She is on top of me kissing, my
hands run up and down the soft skin of her back. When
we come up for air we seem to say the same thing in
unison.
"Do I have a lot to tell you?"
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If interest is shown, part two will be forthcoming.