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Eighth Grade Experiences - 3 (mf, ff, mm, teens, orgy)
by Sweetpleezer (idlove2pleaseu@yahoo.com)
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Chapter 3
We all lay on the thickly carpeted floor for a bit, still
basking in the glow of post-orgasmic bliss. Donna's
mother Kate said "I've seen many a sexual encounter in my
day, but never have I seen anything to compare to what I
just witnessed."
"We all just fucked and got fucked in the ass by everyone
else here mom," Donna said. "I didn't even know you were
here."
"Yeah, I got in late last night," said Kate. "I have a
month off now. We're going to have the best Christmas
vacation ever!
Eventually everyone got up and went to clean themselves
up. I went into a shower with Donna, Michael into another
one with Michelle. The shower stall was actually a room
in itself, larger than most entire bathrooms. We slowly
and sensuously bathed each other, lathering each other
up, Occasionally kissing tenderly, looking lovingly into
each other's eyes. We embraced our slick soapy bodies
together while lathering up each other's backs and butts.
Being the same height, we could easily rub our nipples
together. My young virile cock was hard again and rubbing
all around Donna's mound.
I didn't want to cum again though. I'd read enough
ancient Chinese Taoist manuals to know the detriment of
expending too much semen. The Taoists believed that men
should regulate their ejaculations according to age
because much of a man's vital essence was lost from
excessive cumming.
Apparently the older the man got, the more detrimental
the ejaculation became, and Taoists taught that men
should learn the art of having sex without ejaculating,
and learn to have retention orgasms. (This was a
technique of a sort of "anal lock" or tightening of the
anus and perineum that could stop the semen from being
expelled but still allow the man to feel much of the
effect of the orgasm. An easier though less beneficial
way was to just press in on the perineum area in just the
right way at the point of orgasm). I wasn't at that time
strictly adhering to these principles, but I was keeping
them in mind.
A bit later, Michael and Michelle had left, and Kate,
Donna and myself had a long conversation, a sort of
getting-to-know-each-other-better talk. I enjoyed talking
to both of them immensely, we had so many common
interests, and they were easy to talk to. The rapport was
strong, the chemistry right. Kate had had Donna very
young, and was now only 30.
Kate did seem to be a bit spacey though, and seemed
pretty stoned, but she had a very agreeable, laid-back
disposition, and her mind seemed to be working pretty
well to me. Both were very beautiful to me. Both had
short brown hair, styled very nicely, hard to describe, a
hairstyling genius had done a whole lot with a relatively
small amount of hair.
At one point Donna had snuggled up close to her mother on
the couch. The conversation had dwindled, and now Donna
began nuzzling into Kate's neck and sliding a hand all
around her mother's body under her robe. Donna leaned in
and kissed Kate's lips, Kate pusher her back a little and
said, "I'm not so sure this is cool."
Donna proceeded to reassure here mother, telling me how
much she truly loved me, felt we were soul mates, and
that she trusted me and wanted to share this part of her
life with me. Kate agreed but not before telling me,
"What you see here absolutely must not be divulged to
anyone, ever. Do you promise to never tell anyone about
this?" She asked this with a very serious, almost
threatening look on her face.
I promised. Donna removed her t-shirt, leaving her with
only panties on, and motioned for her mother to scoot
down to lie flat on the wide leather couch. Donna opened
Kate's robe, lay on top of her, and they began kissing
tenderly. Every so often they'd stop kissing long enough
to say things like, "it's so good to see you again, I
missed you so much," or, "I love you so much my precious
angel".
I was surprised by the sheer power of the love they
obviously shared for one another. I'd been somewhat
disturbed by Donna's story earlier in the day about the
childhood sex, though admittedly very turned on as well.
It just didn't seem right to me that they had sex in
front of a child, no matter how lovingly and responsibly
it was done. I'd done a lot of reading about sex up to
that point, my parents had a sizable collection of books
on the subject in their library, and that had been my
favorite subject to read about for several years.
I'd read that mothers having sex with their children, boy
or girl, was fairly rare in just about all cultures and
historical periods throughout the world. And I had
concluded that there weren't many instances where it was
a good idea for an adult to have sexual relations with a
prepubescent child, and that there weren't many adults
who knew whether or not such a relationship was
appropriate.
I knew that children were sexual, some very much so, and
that the child may be desirous of such an experience, but
were they able to gauge the long-term consequences that
might result, such as shame? I believed that if such
experiences were to occur, the adult should have a great
degree of love and spiritual awareness, though many
adults might claim they had this, when really they
didn't.
I felt that the sex shouldn't progress past touching and
kissing till puberty. But I also believed that there
wasn't a set of sexual rules that applied to everybody
everywhere, that however rare, there were exceptions to
the rules.
I didn't know how rare the situation I was witnessing
was, but I know it was more lovely and amazing than
anything I had ever imagined before. Donna and her mother
were became more passionate, but still in an intensely
loving manner, kissing, embracing, moving against one
another, running their hands all around each other.
Soon they moved to Donna's bedroom. I later found out
that they usually shared the bed together when Kate was
in town. They undressed, started rubbing and massaging
each other with oil, a lovely scent, I didn't know what
it was. They kneeled on the bed facing each other,
kissing wetly, openmouthed, running their hands all over
each other's bodies, increasingly their breasts and
vaginas. I was in a chair in my underwear masturbating
with the oil, penis through the opening.
I need to get some sexier underwear I thought to myself.
The passion kept mounting, sometimes one or the other
would lick wetly all over and around the other's mouth,
they began tweaking each other's nipples, sticking
fingers into each other's holes, gasping and crying out.
My conflicted feelings began to dissipate. I had thought
of a mother's love being the greatest love there was, and
that sex would taint it, lessen its purity somehow. I
didn't get that feeling in this case. I got more of a
feeling, perhaps revelation, that these two had been
together many times before this lifetime, that they'd
agreed to come together in this way before this
incarnation.
Now they had their pussies together, legs scissored to
either side of each other, rubbing their oily hairless
mounds and giant clits together. (Donna and I had just
shaved each other in the shower). Kate began screaming
out in orgasm, gyrating wildly against her daughter, her
very fit, oil-covered body looked incredibly sexy,
muscles rippling.
Some juice squirted out onto the bed, she squeezed her
sexy little breasts and inch-long nipples, shuddering,
gasping. In another minute or so Donna came too, equally
as powerfully, crying out, mouth open wide, face
straining with ecstasy, body shuddering and shaking.
I kept going to the brink of coming, then backing off,
I'd by then learned to derive as much pleasure from that
as by going directly for orgasm. Donna now was now
passionately and enthusiastically eating her mother out
noisily. I wondered if they had any way of cleaning the
expensive looking sheets after having so much oil and
pussy-juice on them. (I found out later they could be
cleaned, not by them, but by a cleaning lady whom I'll
tell you at another time).
My heart jumped as I saw that Donna's fingers were in
Kate now, sawing in and out up to Donna's thumb, about 4
or 5 inches. Donna moved her head sideways a bit and was
now sucking Kate's giant engorged clitoris like it was a
little cock, sometimes bobbing her head up and down,
sometimes sucking and pulling it up as far into her mouth
as she could.
Donna let go of it with a pop and looked over at me with
a look of pure lust. I'd pulled my chair close to the
side of the bed by then, and I looked in astonishment at
the size of Kate's clit. It must have been a full 2"
long, 1 1/2" high and 1" wide. They both looked at me
sexily while I gaped, then resumed.
Then Donna had her whole hand in. Her hands and forearms
were still quite slim, and it looked like she was having
no trouble performing this feat. Then she slowly slid her
oiled arm in deep, probably 12" all told. At this point,
there's no way words could adequately describe Kate's
reactions to having her daughter's arm in her. She was
shuddering and shaking with ecstasy, panting hard, crying
out continuously.
Donna kept looking back and forth between Kate and me as
she pumped her arm steadily and noisily in and out of her
mother's very wet pussy. It seemed like maybe Donna was
doing different things with her hand and fist, as Kate's
expression would sometimes register sudden surprise.
And finally Kate was screaming out in a violent orgasm,
her oily sweaty body bucking against her daughter's arm,
a lot of juice squirting out with each withdrawal. I
moved two hands over to try to catch some of the juice as
I had an overwhelming urge to drink some. I got a taste
but wanted more. When Donna's arm was out, I fastened my
mouth to her mother's pussy to slurp up any remaining
juice that was flowing out, the flavor intoxicating me
with desire.
Then I was licking Donna's hand and arm, incredibly
turned on by what I'd just seen. Kate took my throbbing
meat in her mouth, I went back for her pussy in a 69. I
watched as just inches away, Donna slid her finger into
her mother's asshole. Kate moaned onto my dick, sucking
harder. I turned my head sideways a bit so I could suck
Kate's clitoris with my lips parallel to it like Donna
had done. I felt like I was sucking on a little cock as
my mouth was halfway full of clit. Donna had 2 fingers in
Kate's ass now, and I knew I wanted to cum there.
I moved around to position my cock at Kate's ass,
Kneeling with my knees to either side, torso upright.
Donna moved a pillow under Kate's ass. I pushed my cock
in, it slipped all the way in easily. I started fucking
thinking it wasn't very tight. Then Kate started
clenching her sphincter muscles on me, they were
apparently extremely well developed.
Donna started sucking her mother's pussy, again sideways,
and reached around and fingered my ass at the same time.
I was a bit sore there, but she was gentle, and found my
prostate, and rolled her finger all around it. I looked
at Kate's face, into her eyes, some type of connection
was made, we knew we were now joined, or rejoined, in the
same way I was with Donna. Love and gratitude were mixed
with extreme lust as I pumped.
Then Kate started screaming and gushing juice everywhere,
clenching her ass tightly onto my cock. I thought maybe
she was peeing, so much juice squirted out. First all
over her daughter's face, then all over me and herself as
Donna pulled her head back. I pulled out because I wanted
to squirt all over Kate and have our juices mixed
together. I shot ropes and beads of cum onto her, jerking
my cock fast, groaning ecstatically. Donna worked my
prostate deftly as I jerked and shuddered, milking all my
cum out.
Then Donna and I got down and started licking up all the
combined juices mixed with sweat and (edible) oil. Then
we leaned over and shared a juicy threeway kiss with
Kate. (I thought, oh well, I didn't want to cum, but
maybe in 20 years I'll cum one less time to make up for
it).
Kate held both of us close, tenderly stroking us. I could
feel love radiating out of her to both of us. I felt like
she was loving me like a son, a love my mother didn't
express openly. I got along great with my mother
intellectually, but there wasn't much exchange of
emotion.
It got to be time for them to go. Kate told me how glad
she was that I was the one that Donna had found as her
first true love, and that I was a member of the family
now. I thanked her for being so kind and loving towards
me, expressed my happiness at being in love with her
daughter, and said that I would honor and cherish them
both.
Tuesday evening Donna was at my house having dinner with
my mother and sister. We all got along quite well, and my
mother was very impressed with Donna and said we seemed
to be a perfect match. I didn't tell her I hardly knew
Donna at all only a week before. Donna saw some artwork
my father had done, and this brought to light that
painting was a serious interest for her. She had an
accomplished artist come in and teach her every week. I
mentioned that I'd like to have Donna teach me what she
knew, as this sounded like a great excuse to spend more
time over there.
Donna picked up on my cue and said that her mother had
some work around the house that she wanted some help with
on weekends and that she wanted to hire me to do some of
it. I wanted to spend as much time with Donna as
possible, and with other various and sundry mutual
partners in crime.
My mother said that I could stay out later if I was at
Donna's place, she'd feel better knowing where I was. I
had to work to conceal some of my glee upon hearing this,
and assured her that I would be in the best of hands with
Donna and her mother. I saw Donna's face twitch a little
at the unintended pun. Lies and deceit towards my own
mother, I thought. Oh well, that's just part of being a
teenager.
It seemed strange to go back to the normal routine whilst
everything had changed so dramatically. I had an ever
present, all pervading happiness that followed me
everywhere I went. Everything that happened, even the
most boring teacher, irritating kid or mundane event, was
transformed by this magical state of heightened
perception.
I felt like I was on some wonderful drug that I'd never
have to come down from, that all my dreams had come true.
But then I knew the nature of being in love, that it
doesn't last forever, better enjoy it while you can,
especially first love. But I knew that with Donna I had
somebody that I would love way past the ego-boundarieless
infatuation stage.
Donna made it no secret that she was in love with me, and
we'd kiss and hold hands in the hallway between class and
make lots of loving eye contact during classes. I could
see that a lot of the kids, boys and girls, were very
envious of us. Very few had a serious relationship at
that age, but most wanted one by then. Jill didn't seem
pleased at all with this sudden change.
When I asked about it, Donna said Jill had long ago been
told that there would be no serious relationship between
them, though Jill wanted one. There were too many things
Donna didn't like about her too. Besides her
possessiveness, Jill was pretty emotionally erratic, now
the term is bipolar. And she played petty games and
wasn't really a loving soul.
I didn't see Michael and Michelle except in gym class. As
the week progressed I realized I didn't feel about
Michael the way I did about Donna. It was a different
kind of love. I was very fond of and attracted to him,
but I mostly felt it when I was actually making love to
him. I felt like the sex with Michael was comparable to
that with Donna, similar intensity, but during the in-
between times, I had much more powerful feelings toward
Donna.
Donna told me there was a special party she wanted me to
attend on Friday night that Kate had set up. Kate wanted
to see "just how bisexual I really was". I thought;
strange, a test? I was picturing an elaborate meter or
gauge or something. The party would consist of some very
attractive teenage gay and bisexual guys, and it would
basically be a gay orgy.
I was told that nobody I knew would be there. I thought
it sounded pretty fun, but far from what I considered
ideal. I never liked the idea of one night stands and
brief encounters without any emotional involvement. I'd
read a lot about the gay lifestyle and it didn't sound
appealing to me; having many such trysts with many
different men, often only once and with few words
exchanged. It sounded to me like being a piece of meat.
I smoked some Colombian gold before the party and had a
few drinks, wanting to relax some. Kate had said she
wanted to "see" how bisexual I was, yet she wasn't at the
party. The guys were definitely very cute, The kind of
guys that women often lamented about "if he only weren't
gay," some had long hair and looked like teenage rock
stars, others had short hair and looked like they were
out of GQ.
There were about 20 guys; they appeared to be between 14
and 18. There was some disco playing, some guys dancing,
some hanging out, smoking herb, laughing, joking. I
started thinking, 'Ok, it's going to be really fun
watching these guys get it on,' and started thinking, 'I
especially like that guy, and that guy and....' I was
definitely picking up on some energy, getting very horny
and excited. Some of the guys were kissing now.
A guy started sucking another guy off. I was very hard,
thinking wow, they're doing that right in the middle of
all these people. Then there were about 5 guys getting
sucked including me, by a pretty guy with beautiful long
blonde hair. I couldn't believe how good it felt while I
laid back on a couch and watched this guy sucking away
and watched some others do so as well. It must be a group
energy thing going on here, I thought. Oh yeah, I've read
about how most guys will get involved in gay group sex if
given the chance, that won't do one on one. Yes, put that
pretty cock in my mouth. "Oohh, mmmaannnnnn..."
Soon there were a couple guys on the shag carpet getting
it in the ass, obviously enjoying it immensely. Now I was
REALLY horny, I wanted in on that. Soon a hot medium
sized cock was inside me pumping away, oh it was so good,
I wanted everyone to see. (This was almost a year before
Kate was one of the first people in the area to become
aware that there was a rare but growing disease that
would later be called AIDS, that it was an STD, and she
therefore then began insisting that condoms be used at
all parties).
It seemed like there were always several guys paying
special attention to me. Each cock that entered me
increased the intensity of my pleasure. Another guy would
suck my cock at the same time, another suck and tweak my
nipples, another feed me his cock. I pushed a guy away
from my cock, I just wanted to feel my ass getting fucked
for a while, he understood. It felt so good I almost felt
like I was cumming continuously. I especially loved it
when the guys came inside me. I picked up on their
tremendous energy, loving the feeling of the cum
squirting inside me.
Guy number 6 or 7 was in me pumping away, other guys were
now watching me, beating off, wanting to take a turn. I
felt like a slut being really bad, and I loved it. I was
moaning and carrying on almost like a girl would, not to
put on a show, but because that's how good it felt.
Finally when a bigger than usual cock was plowing away at
me, I decided now is the time because I can't take much
more of this anyway, so I grabbed my cock and jerked it a
few times and BLAM I was cumming so hard. A couple guys
who'd been jerking off nearby started cumming on me too.
Another guy shoved his cock in my mouth and started
cumming. Some guys started licking the cum up and
"feeding" it to me with their mouths.
I got up, recovered somewhat, smoked some hash, started
getting close to being ready to do some fucking. A guy
came in and said I was wanted by Miss XXXXXX (Kate). She
greeted me with a kiss and led me down a couple hallways
to her bedroom. Inside. she said, "What I'm about to show
you, nobody knows about except myself and Donna. This
must never under any circumstances be even hinted at as
existing. I agreed.
She pulled a book off a shelf, stuck her hand in, did
something to something, and the wall opened up, just like
in a movie. We walked inside, the room was dark except
for the light coming from 3 of the surrounding walls.
There was a view into several rooms, including the gay
orgy room and Donna's bedroom. I said "whoa" because it
looked like several girls in lingerie were looking in a
window at us. Kate said they were 2-way mirrors, they
couldn't see in but we could see out.
"So you saw what went on in the orgy room." it was a
statement, not a question.
"Yes, and you were hot!," Kate said. She walked over to
the wall and pushed a button, and there was sound coming
from Donna's room. "They're having a slumber party. They
haven't done much up to now except the usual boring
stuff, talking about boys they like and such, but now
it's getting interesting,"
"Holy shit" was all I could manage.
"I'm addicted to watching people have sex, especially
teenagers having it for the first time," Kate said. "I
love the way the dynamics change in a group setting.
Looks like you just got a taste of that. You get caught
up in the collective energies of the group and feel
strongly compelled to participate. And when you do, it's
very powerful. Some of these girls wouldn't be able to
get the nerve up to play with another girl alone, but in
a group, things are different."
There was Donna, Michelle, and 5 other girls. Two I knew
from class, and one from another class, same grade. Two
other girls looked slightly familiar, a little younger,
maybe 7th grade.
I watched entranced as Donna and Michelle were handing
the girls sexy lingerie to try on, and the girls were
changing right there in front of me. The other girls were
Cindy and Cathy from my class, Misty from not in my
class, and I later found out, Pam and Lisa from the 7th
grade. Lisa had just finished putting something very sexy
on, I didn't know such a thing existed for girls with
very small frames and barely developing breasts, but it
fit her just right.
Donna was walking around Lisa, telling her how beautiful
and sexy she looked and how no boys would be able to
resist her if they saw her like that. Meanwhile she was
finding any excuse she could to touch her, adjusting
something, turning her this way and that. Lisa was
looking at herself in the mirror sexily, liking what she
saw, a bit turned on it seemed. I kept thinking someone
could see me, being stoned and not used the 2-way mirror
yet.
Kate was masturbating in a chair. She said, almost in a
whisper, "these girls have been carefully hand selected
as being very likely to want to participate in some
lesbian fun and games, even if they aren't fully aware of
it yet. They've been seen sneaking furtive glances at
other girls from time to time as well as boys, and they
seem to be very interested in sex.
Michelle was "helping" Cindy now, who was putting on a
light blue see-through teddy ensemble. Michelle was
saying "Oh you look so good in that, your lover would be
able to see your nipples get hard right in front of
them." As she said this, she flicked a fingertip back and
forth across Cindy's nipples a few times until the
nipples were indeed very hard on her small breasts. Cindy
sucked her breath in and shuddered a little bit, enough
for the other girls to notice then came close to the
mirror to see how she looked. Kate and I groaned. Kate
grabbed a vibrator, turned it on, and put it in her
pussy.
Next it was Cathy at the center of attention. She was the
best developed of the girls, with large breasts, and was
less slim than the others with wider hips. Donna had been
helping her into a fashionable silk get-up that looked
like thin scarves that were crisscrossed in several
places and held together by silver rings. As Donna helped
her on with it, she "accidentally" brushed her hands on
Cathy several times, taking more time and effort than was
needed to situate the part covering her mound.
This material was also very thin and see-through, and the
strips of cloth the crisscrossed over her breasts were
only a couple inches wide leaving a lot of breast
exposed. Much of her bottom was also exposed, and Donna
adjusted some things in the back so that the material was
pulled tight over Cindy's mound, and much of the 4 inch
or so strip that covered her ass was pulled deeply into
her butt-crack.
"Oh, you're so beautiful in that, like a goddess," said
Donna, as she ran her hands here and there, tugging at
various straps that pulled the material tighter against
Cindy's mound and breasts. "Feel this material," Donna
said, looking around at everyone.
Then all six of the other girls were feeling the
material, but since there wasn't much material there,
there was a lot of feeling of Cindy going on. Pam and
Lisa, the 7th graders, were obviously very interested in
Cindy's large breasts, as their own were still so small,
and they did a lot of feeling of material there, sliding
the silk between their thumb and fingers, rubbing the
back of their hands against Cindy's breasts and hard
nipples.
Donna and Michelle were feeling all around down lower,
including Cindy's mound, brushing against it directly
occasionally, or pulling the material up even tighter
into her. Everything was visible through the white
material, and she had a wet spot growing down there.
This was repeated, with Misty, then Pam at the center of
attention. Pam was very visibly turned on during her
turn, clearly showing her pleasure when her mound or
nipples were touched. The material was cut out to expose
these parts, so they were clearly visible and hard. Kate
began to cum now, shoving the vibrator in and out fast,
then she sat on my cock, which immediately was all the
way in her ass. Luckily this is soundproof in here, Kate
said as she began slowly gyrating around, keeping my cock
fully inside.
Donna said, "Now I think it might be fun to practice our
kissing techniques, so we'll be better at it when we kiss
boys."
"You mean practice on each other?" Pam asked, wide-eyed.
"Sure, girls do that all the time. It's no big deal,"
Michelle said.
The girls all either looked eager to do so, or
unsuccessfully pretended they were reluctant about it.
Lisa went over to Cathy, Pam to Misty, and Cindy to
Michelle. Then they were kissing, standing up, bodies
close but not touching. After a couple minutes everyone
seemed to be over their nervous awkwardness. Michelle
pulled Cindy down, on top of her, to the shag carpet
strewn with pillows. They resumed kissing, a bit more
wetly, passionately.
Donna said, "Yeah, why don't you all lie down like
Michelle and Cindy, take turns being the man." Then Cathy
was on Lisa and Misty on Pam. The girls on top played
into their pretend roles as an excuse to be less
tentative, more aggressive.
Everyone was really into it now, shamelessly french-
kissing, rubbing their bodies together. Donna removed a
piece of her outfit exposing her vagina, and began
masturbating openly with oiled fingers. Several of the
girls stopped kissing and looked over at Donna, who was
rubbing her huge clit all around.
The expressions were a mixture of surprise and extreme
lust. I got the impression that they were as much
surprised at how exciting this was to them as anything
else. Donna said. "well I can't help it, you girls are
sooooo sexy." The girls were again kissing with renewed
vigor.
Kate was gyrating a little faster by then, and was
reinserting the vibrator. I could feel it vibrating
against my cock. "What do you think a guy would want to
do next?" Donna asked. The girls on top began working
their way down the other's necks towards their breasts,
as if they'd been waiting expectantly for the go-ahead.
Cathy was the first, sucking Lisa's nipple through the
material of her top. Misty and Cindy took a bit more
time, kissing all around and between Pam and Michelle's
breasts for a while before sucking on a nipple, tweaking
the other with their fingers. The girls on the bottom
were all oooohhh-ing and aaaahhhhh-ing softly, running
their fingers through the other's hair.
Pam seemed the most turned on of them all, even though at
just-turned-12 she was the youngest and least developed
of them all. She began masturbating while being nipple-
sucked by Misty. Then beautiful but very shy Misty was
the first to lick and suck a pussy as she lovingly began
eating Pam out. Pam began moaning loudly and the other
girls stopped to watch, sitting up now, playing with each
other's breasts. Kate started cumming on me, thrashing
and clenching on my cock with her ass.
Then Donna was sitting on Pam's face, Pam started
sucking Donna's huge clit hungrily. Soon Donna was
cumming, working her hips back and forth, gushing a
little juice into Pam's mouth, crying out in ecstasy.
This set Pam off, who came noisily onto Misty's face.
Then I lost it at that point, I came violently into
Kate's ass, flooding her with cum, her powerful ass
muscles milking me dry. Then she came again, with me
still hard inside her, gushing juice out all over the
place, gasping in ecstasy.
Then it was a full-fledged lesbian orgy, everyone sucking
and getting sucked by almost everyone else there. 69's,
threeways, fourways, everyone cumming hard, completely
caught up in the collective sexual energy. All the girls
learned that using oily fingers in each other's pussies
and assholes only increased the pleasure.
The five "new" girls were beside themselves with ecstasy,
excited beyond belief, completely caught up in perhaps
their first real sexual experience. They attacked each
other's tits, pussies and assholes with complete abandon,
holding nothing back. Often a girl would be looking in
the mirror, (right at us!), watching herself and the
others with raw lust in her eyes. A new position was
introduced involving the grinding of pussies together.
Soon all the girls were giving that a try, loving it,
cumming some more. I had remained hard, and Kate was now
screwing her asshole vigorously on my cock again,
cumming, gushing, screaming. I couldn't believe the
girl's couldn't hear her. There must be 8 inches of glass
there, I thought.
Finally the girls were winding down, they paired off, and
cuddled and kissed with whoever they seemed to like the
most, Donna with Michelle and Cindy with Misty. Pam,
Cathy, and Lisa seemed to all like each other a whole
lot, so the three of them cuddled and kissed together. I
knew it was time to go home.
Kate kissed me sweetly, lovingly, said, "You're such a
sexy boy, George. I've never seen a gay performance as
hot as the one you put on. Donna saw some of it too, left
the girls for about 20 minutes and watched the best part.
We had so much fun watching you."
And then I was a normal kid again, riding home on my
bike, giddily happy, but being somewhat careful how I sat
on the small seat.