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Story title : Eighth Grade Experiences - 2
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Eighth Grade Experiences - 2 (mf, ff, mm, teens, orgy)
by Sweetpleezer (idlove2pleaseu@yahoo.com)
***
It wasn't easy, but my bisexual 13-year-old friends and
I fulfill one of my ultimate fantasies
Chapter 2
Thanks for the input. Once again, slow buildup, but
worth the wait.
After the unbelievable events that had taken place
between the four of us, we all needed some time to soak
it in. We all lay happily in each others arms, still
stoned from all the weed we'd smoked, but also high on
the energy created from the fantastic sex, the love that
inspired it, and increased because of it. I kept thinking
this must be too good to be true. When's the other shoe
gonna drop? Then I'd think, no, this is the first thing
that feels completely true in my life.
After awhile we all started talking again. Everyone
seemed to want to know more about each other. The only
ones that really knew each other were Michael and
Michelle. From some conversation, it was revealed that
we'd all had pretty mundane lives up to that point except
for Donna. She'd been born in San Francisco at the height
of the hippy movement. She never knew who her father was,
lived with her mother who had a long-term live-in lesbian
lover.
By the mid 70's, most of the people who'd moved into the
neighborhood were gay men. Donna recounted tales of how
she got to know the gay men really well, how they grew to
love her, and how kind they were to her. There weren't
many children in the neighborhood, and most of the men
didn't expect to ever have any children of their own, so
they lavished attention on the few that were there. They
loved Donna in particular as she was so bright and funny
and wise for such a small child.
She'd learned quite a bit from listening to conversations
on the front porches and steps and parks, all types of
subjects. When she was old enough to really understand
their culture, including their sexual lifestyle, she
would have the men in stitches doing impressions of
various guys, or telling someone they just got cruised.
(This explained the peculiar speech and mannerisms that
she had.)
I'd done a fair amount of reading and was exposed to a
lot of intelligent conversations between my mother and
father before he'd passed away when I was 11. He was a
lot older than my mom, in his 40's when they married in
1966. He was a brilliant writer, painter, and musician,
but also loved to drink. The last few years of his life
were painful to watch as his health deteriorated.
Michael and Michelle were both intelligent and
artistically creative, but were closer to being "normal"
kids than Donna and I. Neither had been exposed too much
more than what most kids are in America; TV, school,
children's books and games, adults dumbing down
conversations with them, ect. So they were more like a
clean slate, not sure of who they were or were going to
be, but with a lot of potential.
So pretty quickly Donna and I started feeling like were
like parents to them, or at least much older siblings. We
had an instinctive urge to teach them and nurture them,
but at the same time recognize that they were unique
beings who had been around a lot longer than their
bodies. Which leads to the fact that, also, Donna and I
shared a lot of the same beliefs and believed in them
strongly, such as reincarnation, the existence of other
dimensions, karma, the underlying connectedness of
everyone, that the planet was slowly or maybe not-so-
slowly shifting to a higher consciousness - the age of
Aquarius, that there was a God of some sort Who's essence
was Love, ect
The time came quickly for everyone to go, plans were made
to meet the next day, which was Sunday. Everyone hugged
and kissed everyone else, and said they really looked
forward to seeing each other tomorrow.
I arrived a bit earlier again than Michael and Michelle
the next day, a bit before 10. Donna immediately french-
kissed me pulling me hard against her. I fully realized
then that I really loved that Donna had such a powerful
personality, that she just naturally took the lead in
most cases and did it so well. I enjoyed playing the
submissive role, and now I had someone that I trusted
would always lead me where I wanted to go. "I've got such
an exciting itinerary lined up for us today!" said Donna.
"I'm sure it will be incredibly wonderful," I answered.
"I don't want to involve any pot today though," Donna
said. "It's really awful stuff for the body, coats the
brain with THC. My mother's all burnt out on it now, has
lost so much of her ability to think. I don't want that
to happen to me, I just do it once in a while."
"That's cool. We'll get high on love and lust" I said. We
made out on the couch for a while. She was wearing just a
t-shirt and panties. I played with her breasts and
nipples under her shirt. Her breasts were small but with
large nipples that were quite sensitive. I began rubbing
my hard-on against her thigh, rubbing her mound against
my thigh.
She hollered "slow down cowboy, whooaaaaa!" with a
country-western accent. "I ain't quite ready for that. I
guarantee you'll be bowlegged by the end of the day
though. I guarandamntee it!"
"Yeeeee Haaaaaawwww!" I screamed, just as there was a
knock at the door. "Where's my lasso at" I yelled, near
the front door.
"Ain't it still up yer ass where you left it?" yelled
Donna.
"Oh yeah, dang" I yelled. "Ok, now we're chimps" I
whispered to Donna as I opened the door. Michael and
Michelle looked in, dumbfounded, while we screamed and
scuffled all over the room like chimpanzees. "English
butlers" I whispered on the far side of the room. We made
our way back to the door and greeted our guests in with
British accents and exaggerated pomp and dignity.
A little while later, after more goofing around and
chitchat, Donna was explaining a game we were going to
play called I-dare-you-to-tell-the-truth.
It started pretty tame but then it got to describing our
early sexual experiences. Michelle and Michael's stories
were about the same. They'd been neighbors their whole
life, and thus, playmates from the time they were babies.
They looked like twins almost, both with red hair, though
Michael's was darker. As early as either could remember
they were interested in and experimented with each
other's bodies.
By the time they were 5 they were "in love," or anyway,
very fond of each other. They played doctor and a lot of
other games that would give them an excuse to see and
touch each other where it felt good. By 8, they would
pretend to get married or reenact scenes from TV and
movies where there were romantic scenes. This involved a
lot of kissing and some rubbing against each other and
caressing. This progressed to mutual masturbation by 10,
oral sex by 11, and fucking by 12.
Both Michelle and Michael's parents knew to some extent
what was going on, and at 11 Michael's father had "the
talk" with him and ended it with telling him where
condoms could be found in the dresser if he needed them.
The condoms started disappearing about a year ago. Both
Michelle and Michael believed their parents to be highly
sexed and possible swingers. They said there was some
other stuff they could share, but they'd rather talk
about it another time.
I told them there wasn't much for me to tell. I had a
best friend at 7, a boy, with whom I one day discovered
that I was sexually excited with. We'd been running
around outside in our underwear. I think he picked up on
my excitement and became erect. We played a game of see-
if-you-can-tackle-me but it was really see-if-you-can-
grab-my-weewee. Both of us grabbed each other's hard
penis several times that day. Through the year we
progressed to caressing each other through our underwear
because it felt good, but nothing further than that. He
moved away that summer I turned 8.
At 11 and 12 I wanted to have sex with my sister, 4 years
younger. After trying to capture her interest several
times, I concluded she didn't want to at all. I mentioned
my belief that with children, it should always be them
that makes the moves.
I told them a year ago I'd fooled around with a friend of
my sister's named Becky some, but couldn't do much as my
sister was always right there. But the girl was
definitely interested. we'd play roughhouse games where
she'd straddle my leg and other body parts and rub
herself on me any chance she could get. And she'd
"accidentally" grab my hard cock through my pants
whenever she could.
Once, on a rare occasion when my sister was not in her
room with Becky I put on some sweatpants shorts and
nothing else and went in to see Becky with a throbbing
hard-on sticking straight out. Becky squealed with
delight and immediately the game was to try to pull my
shorts down. I let her stretch the front of my shorts way
out but not down, and she got a good look at me and said
something like "Oh, I can see it!" I reached down into
her pants and started feeling her pussy. Then I heard my
sister coming so I ran to my room, hunched over trying to
hide my incredibly hard cock. I told them I had a few
other stories for later too.
Then Donna spoke "My mother Kate, and her lover Dianne
were total hippies in the late '60's and early '70's.
They smoked a lot of pot and did some acid and other
stuff, and they spent a lot of time making love. They
were extremely happy and loving, though by the mid '70's
that was fading.
As early as I can remember, they made love all the time
right in front of me. They had a large mattress on the
living room floor that was their bed, no chairs anywhere,
a bunch of pillows. I had a bedroom to myself, but I
usually wanted to sleep with them. They showered me with
love, but never initiated sex with me. They waited till I
wanted to, which was at 6. I had been getting very
excited watching them, they derived great pleasure from
it and I could feel their powerful love and great
happiness and joy. My earliest memory is about 2, I was
suckling my mother while Dianne was licking her sex.
"By 5 I would sometimes openly masturbate myself to
orgasm while watching them. The first time I did anything
with them, I kissed Dianne for a long time while we both
masturbated. My mother wasn't home. Not long after that I
was sucking Dianne's large breasts and nipples while we
masturbated each other. Kate came in, discovered us, and
said to go ahead, it was ok to make each other feel good.
For a while, I didn't have sex with my mother, just had
sex with Dianne. Often Dianne would lick and suck me
while Kate did it to Dianne, or I would suck Dianne while
she did Kate.
"Then, I decided I wanted to love my mother in that way
as well. One day when Dianne wasn't there, Kate was very
horny and started masturbating while I was snuggled up
close against her. I started masturbating too and began
rubbing my other hand around on her breasts and tummy. We
started to kiss, a passionate open-mouthed wet kiss,
tongues exploring extensively. We came to orgasm
together, moaning into each other's mouths.
"From that day, the three of us often made love together.
Our favorite position became what we called the love
triangle. We formed a triangle so that all of us could
suck and be sucked at the same time. When I was 7, one
day I was fucking Dianne with my fingers. She kept
wanting me to add more fingers. Finally she said to put
my whole hand in. This wasn't hard to do as my hand was
pretty small. Soon, much of my forearm was in her and she
was cumming violently, rubbing her clitoris urgently.
Over the next couple of years I often had my arm in one
or them, or both arms in both of them at the same time.
"When I was 10, Kate got a huge promotion and was
transferred to here, so we all moved. By now the drugs
were really taking a toll on Dianne, and she was much
less loving, and becoming very selfish and self-seeking.
My mother was often away now on business, and I was the
one who did most of the cooking and cleaning and taking
care of Dianne. She was often out, sometimes for several
days at a time. I began to lose my desire to have sex
with her, and started telling her no a lot of the time. I
didn't like to take a submissive role and be told what to
do, and the sex began to feel empty now.
"Once when she was being particularly obnoxious,
practically demanding to have sex, I told her if she
didn't stop her unwanted advances on me, I'd call the
police and tell them everything. She left the house and I
never saw her again. She died a couple days later of a
drug overdose. That was about a year ago. She'd been at a
party taking huge amounts of a lot of different kinds of
drugs."
Donna started weeping softly as she finished her story.
Michelle, Michael and I went over to comfort her. After a
bit, I said, "It wasn't your fault, you did the right
thing. It was what fate meant to happen. she's doing fine
now." Donna hugged me closer, thanked me for loving and
supporting her.
A little while later, we were all very horny again. Donna
had been giving us a preview of some more childhood
experiences she'd had, that she was going to share with
us another time. This involved some parties and informal
gatherings that often took place in San Francisco at
several different mansions. The sex between the adults
was confined to a section of the houses that was off-
limits to children, but the kids generally had the run of
the entire upstairs, and there was usually some sex play
going on somewhere up there.
When she moved here, Donna was quickly dismayed to learn
that a lot of the kids here weren't receptive to her
sexual advances. But then she saw that as part of the
fun, learning the signs that indicated that a boy or girl
would be desirous of such experiences. Developing subtle
ways to entice this desire, sometimes desires they
weren't yet consciously aware of.
Donna announced, "Ok, now we're going to play 'spin the
bottle'. Whoever it's pointed at gets to tell a fantasy
they want to experience. Then we'll vote on it. If it's
unanimous, and the fantasy is physically possible to
fulfill, we'll carry on with it." By now, we'd all
stripped down to our underwear, Debbie with no top on.
The bottle pointed at Michelle first. She obviously
didn't want to be the first to have a fantasy fulfilled
so she said she wanted to have sex out in the street.
intriguing as the idea was, we had to all vote that one
down. Then the bottle was pointed at me. I decided to go
for broke. "I want everyone in the room to fuck everyone
else in the room up the ass."
Michelle asked, "Is that possible?"
Donna said "We're supposed to vote on it first, then
decide if it's possible." We all voted yes. Donna said
excitedly, "It is indeed possible," and quickly left the
room. Michael and Michelle looked incredibly excited as
we waited expectantly.
"Have you ever done this before?" I asked them.
"I've done it to her but she's never done it to me,"
Michael said, voice shaking with desire.
"Looks like we're all anally fixated," I said, half to
myself
"What do you mean?" Michelle asked.
"Most people are supposedly either anally, orally, or
phallicly fixated, which largely influences what turns us
on, though sometimes we can have more than one of these,"
I said.
Debbie returned with two strap-on dildos. Michelle and
Donna looked at them in wonder like they'd never seen
such a thing. I'd only read about them in books, such as
"Delta of Venus," by Anais Nin. Debbie started putting
one onto Michelle after removing her panties. Then she
put her own on.
Then Donna and Michelle stood close, admiring each
other's "new look." They had their arms around each
other, bodies far enough apart so they could look down at
each other's "penises." They swiveled their hips back and
forth a little, making the 6" dildos rub and bump each
other sexily. The bases of the cocks were centered
directly over their clits.
They grasped each other and began to push into each
other, massaging the bases of the cocks into their clits.
I got some lube and started working a finger into Donna's
ass, then handed it to Michael who did the same to
Michelle.
The girls seemed to want to go first. Donna lay on her
back on the bed. Michelle straddled her, facing Donna. I
held the soft rubber "cock" steady while Michelle slowly
eased herself onto it. Soon she was riding slowly up and
down on it ecstatically, her "cock" jutting out and
waving around.
I pulled off Michael's underwear and said I wanted him
inside me. I'd put a few things in my butt before like
carrots, carved large potatoes and other various things,
but I'd been longing for the day when I'd feel a real,
hot cock in me. He lay on the bed and I straddled him
with my ass near his face. He started working a lube-
covered finger into me, I rubbed oil on his cock.
I watched the girls, they both were getting close to
cumming. Donna looked to be jerking Michelle's "cock,"
but was really bumping it against Michelle's clitoris.
Michelle was working Donna's "cock" into Donna's own
clit, sometimes moving up and down, sometimes back and
forth, sometimes around and around in a circular motion.
Michelle started into a powerful climax, half moaning,
half screaming, moving wildly all around on the strap-on.
Donna started cumming then, more gently, but quite
sexily.
I needed it badly. I turned around and eased Michael's
cock into me, using the same position the girls had. I
sat all the way down on it, balls resting on his belly,
cock fully erect. Donna was by now watching closely on
her hands and knees, face near my cock. Michelle got
behind her on the large bed, and started lubing her
bottom. I started fucking myself on Michael's cock. The
feeling was exquisite.
Michael and I looked into each other's eyes lovingly and
with great lust, as I picked up the tempo. Michelle
couldn't resist anymore and started sucking my cock. I
started moving more back and forth instead of up and
down, so that Donna could just lay her head on Michaels
belly while my cock moved in and out of her mouth in
rhythm to the fucking motions. By now Michelle was
fucking Donna's ass doggy style.
My ecstasy built to an incredible crescendo, I was
moaning continuously, feeling like a girl getting fucked
for the first time. I felt hot cum squirting into me and
suddenly the most intense orgasm I'd ever had wracked me
violently. Donna moved her mouth off me to watch me cum.
I sprayed an incredible amount of cum all over Michael. I
felt like my whole body was having an orgasm instead of
just my cock, and it lasted for a much longer time than
usual.
Donna then moved to her back and pulled her legs way back
in the air. Michelle mounted her and plunged in and out
of her slick ass while Donna moved her own "cock" out of
the way and started rubbing her huge clit directly. I
wanted feel Donna's clit for myself so I started rubbing
with a little oil.
She guided my fingers over her the way she liked it best,
which was with a finger on either side of her clit
squeezed together and sliding back and forth. I looked in
amazement at how big and long it got, bigger than my
thumb. Michael was on her other side, sucking and
squeezing her huge nipples. Soon Donna had a violent
orgasm of her own, thrashing and screaming in ecstasy.
Then Michelle and Michael lay on their backs, ready for
some cock. I eased into Michelle while Donna entered
Michael. I was incredibly turned on watching sweet red-
haired Michelle's beautiful, innocent face fill with
pleasure and lust as I pumped her tight butt. I moved
fully in and out of her, changing tempo, feeling like I
had full control over my cock now that I'd relieved some
of the pressure.
Donna was thoroughly enjoying fucking Michael, verifying
that they had a tremendous sexual chemistry, as I was
also discovering with Michelle. She said, "Fuck me
harder," putting her legs around my back. I did it, and
she started cumming hard, gasping "Oh yeah, fuck my butt,
it feels so good," and crying and moaning out.
I switched with Michelle, Donna switched with Michael. By
now we were all in a frenzy of anal lust, sighing,
gasping, moaning, sweating, breathing hard. Michelle was
fucking me, Michael fucking Donna. It turned me on to no
end seeing this young teenage girl over me, sliding in
and out, her lust-filled face close to mine, red hair
dancing on my shoulders, her saying things like, "ooh,
you like it deep don't you," and "you love being a little
sissy-girl for me don't you?"
Me saying, "Yes, I'm your little girl-slut. I love
feeling your dick in my tight little ass." Donna and
Michael were talking dirty in a similar manner, Donna and
Michelle started cumming again, Michael and I wanted to
hold off and just cum once more. After some calculating,
it was determined that I needed to do Michael, then
Michelle and Michael needed to do each other and Donna
and I likewise.
I wanted to try Michael with him on his stomach. I eased
into him while putting my arms around him and nuzzling
his neck, hair and ears. His hands locked with mine
underneath him. I went in and out steadily, enjoying the
feeling of his soft butt-globes on either side of my
cock. He was moaning in ecstasy as his cock slid on the
silk sheet as I fucked him.
I whispered in his ear what a sweet boy he was, how much
I loved him, and how good it felt to be inside him. I had
to stop because I felt liken both he and I were about to
cum. I just stayed on him for a while, all the way in,
throbbing. The girls were rubbing us tenderly, lovingly.
Finally we parted and joined our respective partners for
the final act. Donna said "I think we'll have to put the
rest of our fantasies on hold after this. Whew!" I wanted
to try sitting on Donna's cock with both of us sitting
up, facing each other, holding each other close. Michelle
sat on Michael's cock in the same fashion. We slowly
rocked back and forth, deeply filled up, kissing
tenderly, it felt incredibly good, grinding my ass onto
that cock.
I felt like I was holding steady at that point of being
just about to cum, when in actuality I wasn't close to
cumming yet. I knew about the g-spot that men and women
have in their ass, and the rubber cock was hitting it
just right. Donna and I continued kissing, moaning into
each other's mouths, saying we loved each other.
Finally we were ready for the climax of the fantasy. I
said I wanted to try a position I'd read about that
requires a comfortable armchair for each couple. Donna
thought it over, then said we could use the den. I sat on
one of the chairs and had Donna sit on my cock on top of
me. Michelle sat in the other chair and Michael sat on
her. I explained that the position called for the person
on top to do the moving around, and the person underneath
to manipulate the other's genitals and breasts.
Soon we were all ecstatically fucking, moaning loudly.
Donna moved her incredibly sexy ass all around, up down,
and back and forth on my raging cock, while I rubbed her
oily, sweaty, juicy pussy and huge clitty. Michael was
riding Michelle in a similar fashion, Michelle jerking
Michael's cock. Then we all noticed that Donna's mother
was standing in the doorway, Eyes glazed with lust, robe
undone, hands busy in her panties and on her small
breasts with large nipples. Donna managed to gasp out "hi
mom," and continued.
Donna's mother sort of staggered a little, knees buckling
with lust, and she slumped to the floor, continuing to
masturbate. I looked at Michael and Michelle, bodies
completely slicked with oil and sweat, in the throes of
complete ecstasy, Michael slamming himself onto Michelle,
Michelle jacking Michael's cock hard.
Donna was beside herself, like she was possessed, cumming
violently, screaming out, juice gushing out of her onto
my balls. I came with a roar, bucking violently, emptying
my cum deep inside Donna's bowels, sliding her meaty
pussy all around with my hand. Michael and Michelle went
off, cum squirting everywhere, screaming with ecstasy.
Donna's mother was cumming, saying, "Oh my God," panting
and shuddering. Then we all slumped to the floor,
exhausted but filled with amazement and wonder.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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