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 Story title : LITTLE MOUSE

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 LITTLE MOUSE
 by Jean Anonime
 Date: 5/2/99

 Clock crawls. Finally, six o'clock. Punch out. Goodbye,
 Golden Arches. Car. Home. Shower. Dress: docksiders--no
 socks, chinos, black UI jersey. Downstairs. Standard
 conversation: "Suzy's. Yes. No. I will. I won't. I
 will. Bye." Car. Heading to my baby's.

 I pulled into Suzy's drive at seven on the button. She
 was waiting, standing on the porch. God? I don't know
 how you created perfection in only seventeen short
 years. Long, luscious legs, perfect ass in white short
 shorts, breasts yummy in a red tube top, long blonde
 hair.

 She walked down the steps kind of sexy like. Leaned
 on the edge of the open window ... "Want to party,
 sailor?"

 "Hop in, honey," I said, "We can party all night."

 Then Mrs. Chambers came out with a little mouse in
 tow--five three or four, frizzy brown hair, baggy
 brown sweatshirt and baggy corduroy pants. "Hi, Jeff.
 This is Mandy, Suzy's cousin from Peoria. She's going
 to be staying with us this summer while her parents
 ... she's going to be staying with us this summer. Why
 don't you and Suzy show her the sights? And remember
 don't be late. I'll be waiting up."

 Suzy hopped in the front seat and gave me this cross-
 eyed, disgusted kind of look. The mouse got in back.

 "What do you want to do?" I asked Suz.

 "I'd like to chow down on a Big Mac or maybe a Whopper,
 get some of that special sauce," she said, looking me
 right in the eye and running her tongue across her
 upper lip.

 I was instantly supersized.

 "But we just had a nice dinner," said the mouse. Suzy
 cracked up.

 "Right," Suzy said, drawing it out. "Let's just drive
 around a while. Show Mandy the wonders of Rock Island."

 So I played chauffeur and Suzy played tour guide. We
 showed the mouse the Arsenal Bridge, the Centennial
 Bridge, the bright lights of a tug and tow heading
 down river, all the wondrous sights of greater Rock
 Island.

 A little after eight we pulled into a Kum 'n Go and
 got three shakes. We sat in the car, sucking on our
 shakes. Suzy was doing that thing with her tongue and
 the straw that always drives me crazy. I was supersized
 again.

 I turned around to look at the mouse. She'd taken off
 her glasses. Actually, she was kind of cute, in a round
 sort of way. Big brown eyes, a chubby little face, but
 cute.

 "So, Mandy," I said, "So, you're from Peoria. You go
 to school there?"

 "I just finished middle school," she said, meek little
 voice, "I start tenth grade this fall."

 "So," I said, "what brings you to Rock Island?"

 "My parents, they're getting a divorce. No big deal,
 but they wanted me out of the way, so they shipped me
 up here."

 "Anything else you'd like to do tonight, Mandy?"

 "You know what I'd really like to do--"

 I finished the sentence in my mind--go home and get to
 bed early--take a long walk and leave you two alone for
 a while--go to a movie by myself.

 But that wasn't what she said. That wasn't what she
 said at all. What she said was, "What I'd really like
 to do," and she looked at Suz and then she looked at
 me and then her eyes fastened on mine, "What I'd really
 like to do is get laid."

 Suz almost choked on her shake. Her mouth fell open
 and she couldn't utter a sound. I just stared at Mandy,
 speechless, mouth hanging open.

 "Listen, you two," Mandy said, "I've been watching you
 all evening and I know that what you'd really like to
 do is dump me so you can go somewhere and get it on.
 But, man, I haven't seen my boyfriend for close to a
 month and I'm hornier than a four-point buck in rutting
 season."

 "Ah, umm, maybe I can fix you up with somebody tomor-
 row--umm, one of the guys I know, or something," I
 stammered.

 "Anything. As long as it's big and hot and has a man
 attached."

 Suzy's jaw dropped another inch or so. I was beginning
 to think that we'd have to take her to the emergency
 room to get her mouth shut.

 "I've got an idea," Mandy said, turning to Suzy. "Why
 don't we go somewhere and share this hunk of man meat?"

 I didn't think it was possible but Suzy's jaw dropped
 another inch. Then she kind of shook her head and
 turned to face Mandy.

 "You know, Mandy," she said, eyes twinkling, "that
 might be kind of fun."

 Talk about supersized.

 "Just remember," she continued, "This boy toy's mine.
 We can share him tonight, but tomorrow you've got to
 get your own!"

 "Kay," Mandy said.

 Sometime, somewhere, somehow, I'd lost control of the
 evening.
 
 Suzy got in the back seat with Mandy. For some girl-
 talk, she said. They whispered and giggled together
 for a few minutes.

 "Your parents are out for the evening, aren't they,
 Jeff?" Suzy asked.

 "Yeah. Probably 'til one or so."

 "And your little brother's at computer camp?"

 "Yeah."

 A dim little bulb flickered in my feeble brain.

 "Well, then," she said, "Home, Jeeves, and step on
 it."

 I pulled into the drive and we piled out and headed
 for the basement rec room. I turned on the lights and
 used the dimmer to set them low.

 "Here," Suzy said, "You just sit here in the recliner.
 Lean back and relax. Let us take care of everything."

 I put my feet up and tried to relax. The two girls
 knelt in front of the recliner. They slipped off my
 shoes. Suzy ran her tongue up the arch of my right
 foot and Mandy took my left big toe in her mouth and
 sucked. Big Mac, Whopper, supersized.

 Suzy went to the little icebox behind the bar and
 brought me a cold beer. Mandy looked through the CD's.

 "This one's nice," she said, putting a CD in the
 player. Good Christ, it was some of that shit my folks
 listened to, Johnny somebody. Romantic, I guess.

 I couldn't believe what they did next. They fucking
 started to slow dance. I just stared at them. They
 were dancing real close, tits pushed together,
 grinding their pelvises together. Then Mandy looked
 up at Suzy and they kissed. I don't mean a little
 peck; I mean a real tongue down the throat scorcher.
 I couldn't stand it anymore and started to unzip my
 chinos, give myself a little relief.

 "I heard that!" Suzy said, "Don't you dare!"

 They kissed again, and then Mandy pulled Suzy's tube
 top off over her head, bent down and wrapped her mouth
 around a nipple. Suzy grabbed Mandy's sweatshirt and
 pulled it off. Man, I couldn't believe what she'd been
 hiding under that shirt. Two big, beautiful boobs--and
 I mean big. Dark brown around the nipples. Nipples
 stiff and long. Suzy put a hand under each breast.

 She lifted them, and then looked at me. "How'd you
 like a taste of these, big boy," she teased, fastening
 her mouth around one of Mandy's big nips.

 Now I knew that I had definitely, absolutely, without
 a doubt, lost control of the evening.

 They continued dancing and necking and sucking. Man,
 I was getting harder than Chinese algebra.

 After a few minutes, Suzy unzipped her shorts and
 added them to the pile on the floor. Mandy's fingers
 found that downy blonde mound that I knew so well and
 Suzy almost swooned. Suzy dropped to her knees and
 unzipped Mandy's cords. Mandy stepped out of them and
 kicked them into a corner. Cute round little butt.
 Suzy clawed at the waistband of Mandy's panties and
 the panties soon joined the pile.

 Mandy had the biggest, thickest bush I'd ever seen
 and Suzy had her face buried in it. Mandy had her
 fingers in Suzy's hair and was grinding Suzy's face
 into her pubes, and I couldn't stand it any longer.

 I got out of the chair, walked over to the stereo,
 and turned it off. They turned to look at me.

 "Ooh, looks like someone is getting tired of being
 ignored," Mandy said.

 "Yeah," said Suzy, "We'd better humor him or he'll
 get all pouty." 

 They strutted across the room, boobs bouncing, hips
 swaying. They stood in front of me.

 "Well, let's see what you're so proud of," said Mandy,
 stroking the bulge in my pants. She unbuckled my belt
 and before I knew what had hit me, my clothes had
 joined the pile.

 They stood there: left hand on right elbow, right hand
 cupping jaw, fingers tapping mouth. They circled around
 me, pointing and giggling.

 "Not bad, Suz, I can see definite possibilities."

 "Yeah, he's okay. His butt's a little skinny, but I
 think I'll keep him awhile."
 
 Mandy made a circling gesture with her fingers. "Turn
 around, stud muffin, let's look at the back side."

 I turned.

 "Definitely not bad," she said, fondling my cheeks,
 "Let's take a closer look at the old one-eyed monster,
 shall we."

 I turned again. Suzy watched, giggling, as Mandy cupped
 my balls and bounced them up and down. "Heavy hangers,
 I like that."

 Mandy ran a fingernail along the underside of my shaft.
 It popped up like a jack-in-the-box and just kind of
 stood there, quivering.

 "I think that's cute," said Suzy, a little smirk on
 her face, "Sometimes he just can't control that thing."

 I was starting to get mad. "Just a minute," I splut-
 tered, "I'm no side of beef here."

 Suzy just giggled. Mandy gave me a peck on the cheek.
 "Poor baby," she said, "I'll make 'ums feel better."
 She grabbed my dick and pulled me to the couch. I fol-
 lowed--no choice there.

 Mandy sat on the couch, her legs spread, her hand still
 holding my cock. She gave it a hard jerk.

 "Down, boy, on your knees."

 No choice again.

 She let go of my dick, which was beginning to feel a
 little abused, and I dropped down to my hands and
 knees. I was staring into the thickest, most luxuriant,
 most tempting bush I'd ever seen. Mandy spread her legs
 a little more and I could see her fat little cunt lips.

 "He any good at this?" Mandy asked, pulling my face
 into her snatch.

 "Yeah, not bad at all," Suzy replied, giggling. She was
 going to get hers later, by god.

 Well, I thought, I might as well enjoy it. I ran my
 tongue all around Mandy's puffy cunt lips, and then
 stuck it in as far as it could go. Mandy sighed. Then
 I found her clitty--bigger than Suzy's and stiff. I
 wrapped my lips around it, flicked it with my tongue,
 sucking.

 I looked up at Mandy. Her eyes were closed and her
 mouth was slightly open. She had that look of painful
 lust on her young face. She grabbed my hair and pulled
 me back onto her pussy. Her thighs tightened around my
 head and she began to moan.

 I felt a hand on my ass. Suzy, I thought.

 "Spread your legs a little," she said, her voice
 throaty and low.

 I did. Then I felt a tongue hot on my balls. It worked
 its way up my shaft, pausing to tickle that sensitive
 spot. I almost lost it right there.

 Suzy was on her back, her head between my legs. I felt
 her lips fasten around my big plum and her tongue tease
 the opening. She stroked the bottom of my prick with
 her tongue as her hand slowly jacked my shaft.

 Mandy was getting louder as I continued to work her
 sweet cunt with my mouth and tongue. I started to hump
 Suzy's mouth, completely out of control. Mandy's thighs
 clamped tighter around my head and she shouted out--
 "Oh! You bastard. Oh, God! Oh sweet Jesus fucking
 Christ!"

 She came, gushing all over my face. Then Suzy's finger
 found my asshole and she pressed and probed and I
 couldn't hold it any longer. Jism kept shooting out of
 my convulsing dick as Suzy sucked and stroked and
 squeezed. I almost passed out.

 We eventually untangled ourselves. Mandy just sat on
 the couch, breathing slowly, eyes closed. I stood---my
 legs shaky. Suzy stood and I could see a splat of cum
 on her cheek and another drying in her hair.

 Suzy stepped into me, her breasts soft against my
 chest. Her hands cupped my ass and she ground her pussy
 into my now limp dick. We kissed and I could taste the
 semen in her mouth.

 "Okay, you bastard," she said, "You've gotten off and
 my dear sweet cousin's gotten off. Now it's my turn."
 Her fingers began stroking my balls, and then they
 wrapped around my shriveled dick. "Come on, boy," she
 said, stroking, "I know you've got some more for me."

 Mandy finally stirred from the couch and came over to
 us. She took Suzy by the hand and led her to the couch.
 "Come on, Suz, let him rest up for a minute. I've got
 something that'll take care of you."

 Suzy sat on the couch, a puzzled look on her face.
 Mandy dug around in the pile of clothes and pulled out
 her purse. She rummaged in it for a few seconds, then
 pulled out the biggest, blackest, nastiest dildo that
 I'd ever seen. It must have been a good nine inches
 long and close to two inches across and had thick veins
 and slight curve.

 "Here you go," Mandy said with a grin, "Fresh batteries
 and ready to rock 'n roll. I thought I was going to
 have to use this on myself all summer. But now I don't
 think I'll need it." She looked at me and winked. "At
 least, not as often, I hope," she added.

 She sat next to Suzy and laid the dildo between her
 legs. Suzy's jaw had dropped again. I hoped it wasn't
 a chronic condition.

 Mandy sat on the couch, and then leaned over and wrap-
 ped her mouth around Suzy's tit. Her fingers began to
 stroke and fondle Suzy's pussy. Suzy sighed, then
 pulled Mandy's face to hers. They kissed while Mandy's
 fingers worked their magic on Suzy's pussy and clit.
 Suzy spread her legs wider. Mandy had four fingers
 inside Suzy's snatch and Suzy was moaning and
 squirming.

 I could see her pussy hair glistening with her juices.
 Mandy picked up the big dildo and flicked it on. She
 pressed it against Suzy's clit and Suzy jumped like
 she'd been electrocuted.

 "Whoa, take it easy," Mandy whispered, "You're going
 to like this."

 Mandy withdrew her fingers from Suzy and rubbed the
 big dick with Suzy's juices until it was slick, then
 began to work it into her cunt. Suzy gasped, then
 relaxed, as the nine-inch monster disappeared inch-by-
 snch into her pussy.

 Mandy slowly worked the dildo in and out of Suzy's
 cunt. "God, Jeff," Suzy said, "I think I'm in love.
 What's his name, Mandy? Can I have him?"

 "His name's Mike, Big Mike. And you can borrow him once
 in a while, if you're a good girl."

 Mandy increased the pace, then bent down and began to
 tongue Suzy's clit. I could tell Suzy was about to let
 go. Her face and chest were flushed and she was breath-
 ing fast. Mandy increased the tempo again and Suzy's
 back arched.

 "Oh, god. Enough. Oh, god. More. More."

 Suzy arched again. Her head was whipping back and
 forth. Her pelvis was thrusting to meet Mandy's thrusts
 with the big dildo.

 "Oh, yes. More, do it more. Oh, god, Jeff. Suck my tit.
 Please. Suck it. That's it. Suck it all in, harder. Oh,
 god."

 She convulsed again and again. I was beginning to get
 worried and looked at Mandy. "Don't worry, Jeff," she
 said. "She's just about there. Just a few more strokes
 from Big Mike."

 Mandy pulled the dildo out real slow then jammed it
 home, fast. Suzy shrieked, and then her face went
 slack and she collapsed on the couch.

 "She's okay, Jeff. She just passed out. Old Mike does
 that to you sometimes."

 Mandy lifted Suzy's feet onto the couch and covered
 her with a blanket. Suzy was whimpering, her body
 occasionally jerking and shuddering. We watched her
 for a few minutes. Mandy stroked her hair and eventual-
 ly she calmed down and began to breathe softly.

 "She'll sleep for an hour at least. Why don't you show
 me the rest of the house?" She ran over to the steps,
 her cute ass jiggling.

 I started to dig through the pile for my pants.

 "What are you doing, silly. Come on, there's nobody
 here."

 Mandy headed up the stairs, bare-ass naked. I followed
 along. Definitely out of control, this evening was
 definitely out of control.

 It felt funny walking through the house naked. God,
 what if my parents came in, I thought. I checked the
 clock--only nine-thirty.

 "The bedrooms are upstairs, right, Jeff?" I nodded yes
 and Mandy headed up the stairs. She was flinging open
 doors: my room, my little brother's room, the guest-
 room, the bathroom. When she got to my parents' room,
 she opened the door, flipped on the light, and ran over
 to the bed. She bounced on the mattress a couple of
 times and then lay back on the pillows.

 She spread her legs and stroked her pussy. Her eyes
 were fixed on mine. "Ever want to fuck a chick where
 mommy and daddy do it, Jeff?"

 "Come on, Mandy, that's not funny. Let's get out of
 here." I was embarrassed.

 "Oh, come on, Jeffy. Let's do it right here. I can be
 mommy and you can be daddy and we can fuck our brains
 out."

 "Come on, Mandy." I tried to pull her off the bed but
 she pulled me down on top of her.

 "Just like mommy and daddy, Jeffy. Do you think they
 do it every night? Do you ever hear them? Does your
 mommy scream like Suzy does? I bet your old man's got
 a big one, big and thick like yours. I bet your mommy
 just loves to feel it stuck up her cunt."

 I got up and wrenched Mandy off the bed. She could see
 that I was angry.

 "What's gotten into you, Mandy?" I asked.

 "Nothing, Jeff. What? Don't you think your parents do
 it? Don't you think that your mommy loves it? I bet she
 just loves getting pinned down on that big bed with
 your daddy ramming her. Do you think she ever takes it
 in the ass, Jeff? Do you think she gives good head,
 Jeff?"

 I slapped her. She just stared at me.

 "That was nothing, Jeffy, you can do better than that."
 She turned and walked out of the room.

 I smoothed the bedspread, turned out the lights, and
 went looking for Mandy. I felt awful. I hadn't meant
 to hit her. I'd never hit a woman before and it didn't
 feel good.

 I found her in my room, sitting on the edge of the bed.
 I walked across the room, my engorged prick jutting out
 in front of me like a battering ram. I stood in front
 of Mandy.

 "Hi, Jeffy. Look what Santa left in your bed--a fuck
 doll of your very own. Come and play with your fuck
 dolly, Jeffy. Dolly needs some big cock. Fuck your
 little dolly like daddy fucks mommy. Come on, Jeffy.
 Fuck me, Jeffy. Or would you rather just hit on me for
 awhile."

 I slapped her again, hard. I pushed her down on the bed
 and held her down with my forearm on her chest. I
 forced my knee between her legs and pried them apart.

 I lay my full weight on her and stared into her angry
 eyes. My hand found her wet hole and I guided my iron-
 hard shaft to the opening. I rammed into her. She
 gasped and I rammed again. I drove into her, again and
 again. Sweat dripped off my face onto her breasts. I
 held her shoulders down and reared back. I rammed her
 again, impaling her on my fierce shaft, driving deep
 into her cunt.

 "Oh, god, Jeffy. Fill me with your spunk. Fill me with
 hot cum. Oh! God! Pump it into me, you bastard."

 I couldn't hold it any longer; I rammed into her one
 last time and let go. She went wild, milking my throb-
 bing prick with her cunt. She couldn't get enough. Her
 fingernails dug into my back and she thrust up against
 me, lifting me. Then she screamed and dropped back on
 the pillow, breathing hard.

 "That was great, Jeffy. I knew you had it in you. Does
 Suzy fuck you like that? Can she make you come like
 that?"

 I rolled off her onto my side. She fondled my poor
 spent prick. 

 "Look how soft it is. I drained you dry and it just
 shriveled up. It's cute like that. So frail." Suddenly,
 she buried her face in my neck, sobbing.

 "What's wrong, Mandy? Did I hurt you? Are you okay?"

 "Just hold me, Jeff. Just hold me for a little bit,"
 she sobbed. I held her and stroked her hair and stroked
 her back. After a few minutes, she quieted down.

 She got up on her elbow and looked at me. "I'm sorry,
 Jeff. I don't know what got into me. I shouldn't have
 said those things about your parents or about Suzy.
 It just that I haven't really been myself lately. You
 know, with my parent's splitup and all.

 "Jeff," she said, a funny look on her face. "Jeff, I
 want you to do something for me, okay?"

 "Sure, anything, if I can."

 "Oh," a sly smile, "I think you can."

 "Well, what? You're a sweet kid and I'll do anything I
 can."

 "Jeff, please... I want you to make love to me. It's
 been so long since anyone made love to me."

 "But we--" She put her finger to my lips.

 "That wasn't making love. That was just fucking--fun
 and games fucking. Don't you know the difference?"

 I thought about Suzy. She was a great pal and we had
 fantastic sex. She was going east to school in the
 fall, but I didn't even know if I'd miss her. Maybe I
 didn't know the difference.

 "We can make love. I can show you," Mandy whispered.

 I looked into her big brown eyes. She was special, I
 realized, and I wanted to make love to her. "Yes,
 please," my voice choking, "Please, show me."

 "Okay, just hold me like you were. Hold me for a
 while."

 We lay side by side, looking into each other's eyes,
 caressing each other softly. Then I took Mandy's breast
 and brought it to my lips and ran my tongue over the
 nipple until it stiffened.

 Mandy's fingers stoked the hair at the back of my neck
 and a surge of electricity went up my spine. She pulled
 my face against her breast. "Harder, Jeff, suck it
 harder."

 She took my hand and placed it between her legs. I
 explored the secret folds of her sex. Her hand sought
 my penis and delicately stroked it.

 I raised my face from her breast and our mouths joined.
 I eased a finger deep into her vagina, moving it in and
 out as our tongues teased and played. She caressed my
 back and hip and butt as she stroked and fondled my
 rigid shaft and swollen sack. I teased her clitoris
 with my thumb as my fingers delved deep into her
 vagina. Her hips moved in answer to my hand's question.

 Mandy threw her leg over my hip and drew me closer. She
 guided my rigid penis to her labia, shoving my hand
 away. Slowly, she rubbed the head of my shaft along the
 full length of her opening.

 I trembled as her warm wet inner lips tried to draw in
 my glans. My hand sought her breast as I pressed my
 mouth hard against hers. We lay clinging to each other.
 I could feel our hearts beating together. Wherever our
 skin touched, I felt fire.

 Mandy pressed against my shoulder, rolling me onto my
 back. She rolled with me then straddled my hips. Guid-
 ing my eager shaft to her opening, she lowered herself
 slowly, so slowly.

 She smiled as she enveloped me with her silken soft
 wetness. She lifted herself until only the head of my
 swollen penis was still inside her. She dropped down,
 taking my full length. I raised my hips, trying to push
 in deeper. The feelings of pure sexual pleasure were
 like nothing I had ever known before. Each time Mandy
 pushed herself down on me, waves of exquisite joy
 surged through my body.

 I watched Mandy. Her eyes were closed; her head was
 thrown back, her mouth open; her breasts were drumming
 on her chest. Slowly she increased her tempo. I thrust
 my hips in cadence with her movements. I brought my
 hands to her breasts, stroking and pinching the swollen
 nipples.

 "Yes, Jeff, yes," she cried, falling forward onto my
 chest. Her hips hammered against mine, again and again.
 Her movements became more urgent, more frenzied, more
 insistent. She buried her face against my neck. "Oh,
 God, Jeff, it's happening," she whispered.

 Then her movements slowed. I moved with her, slowly, oh
 so slowly. The rhythm was natural, eternal, unchanged
 since the beginning of time.

 Suddenly, I was nothing but a penis; the rest of the
 world didn't exist. I could feel nothing but the sen-
 suous slithering of flesh on flesh, the slippery
 suction of withdrawal, the silky slide of thrust. I
 could hear nothing but the roar of blood surging
 through my veins, pounding in my groin. I could see
 nothing but velvet black oblivion.

 "Oh, Jeff. Slow, slow. Oh, that's so good. I can feel
 it coming. So slow. So perfect."

 She shuddered. Her vagina tightened and held me deep
 within her. 

 "No, Jeff. Not yet. Please not yet. Just slow ... slow
 ... slow." She shuddered again, whimpering. "Now, Jeff.
 Now."

 I thrust into her and held myself deep in her. I pulled
 back, then pushed deep again. Suddenly, I didn't know
 where I ended and where she began. Our orgasms joined
 and peaked and rose and peaked again. We seemed to have
 one body, one body consumed by a unquenchable sexual
 fire. I knew in my heart our passion had seared and
 scorched our very souls. I knew that we could never go
 back to what we had been before.

 After an eternity, our movements slowed, then ceased.
 Mandy collapsed on me; her lips brushed my nipples, her
 fingers stroked my cheek. I lay there, satiated and
 exhausted. A feeling of perfect well-being came over
 me. I hadn't known that it could be this good.

 Mandy lifted her face from my chest. "I love you,
 Jeff," she whispered, voice deep and hoarse.

 The evening was definitely out of control...

 END

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