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The Talent Contest
by Lisa Cohn (1995)
***
This is the story of three 12 year old girls - Megan,
Beth and Sam - and their first appearance in the
contest which ultimately lead them to find hidden
talents none of them ever dreamed they had! (M-
teen/fff, COA, inc, 1st)
***
Every year for the past 27 years Johnson Roberts School
has held its talent contest for all the young students
aged 12 to 14. In the weeks and months preceding the
event there is a flurry of activity with youngsters
organizing and practicing their party pieces. There
have been several calls for the contest to be scrapped
as grades fall during this period. However, the event
survives as "part of the overall socialization and
education of the child at Johnson Roberts School".
1] Starting out
School had finished for the day but the classrooms
still rang with the sounds of children. Practice for
the contest was a serious business. Feet tapping,
batons twirling, poems recited and songs sung. Each
room contained a future 'star' or group of 'stars'
going through their paces. Parents were allowed in to
help their children practice their particular art, so
the teachers hid in offices or went home early. The
parent of a child involved in such a contest is a
volatile creature!!
In room 27 at the end of the North corridor there was
little noise as three girls sat together in a huddle.
There was an important decision to be made. Piles of
sheet music surrounded them as they waded through what
seemed to be the complete history of the 'popular'
song. They needed a number and were no closer to
finding it than they were yesterday or the day before.
There were three main piles - maybe, possibly and
NEVER! As time marched on and the 'maybe' pile was
being slowly diminished until there were but two songs
remaining. It was 4.30 and they needed to tell Mr.
Croucher which number they would sing for the contest
by 5:00.
Finally the decision was made and the title was
scribbled onto the entry form and rushed down to
Croucher's room at the other end of the corridor. They
were in time - just, and were now officially entered in
the Johnson Roberts School Talent Contest.
"All we've got to do now is practice." said Megan as
they walked back to room 27 to clear up the discarded
song sheets. "We're eating at six so come round after
6.30 and we can practice for a bit. Mom and Dad are
going to some meeting and won't be back until 9.00 so
we'll have the house to ourselves."
The girls finished tidying the room and made their way
to the parking lot. Megan's Mom was sitting in the car
waiting for them. Their conversation was excited and
animated all the way home and they could not wait to
start rehearsing. Beth and Sam were dropped at the end
of the road and hurried off to eat and get changed.
Right on 6.30 the doorbell rang and Megan flew out of
her bedroom and down the stairs, her long blonde hair
flowing behind her. Her blue eyes sparkling with
excitement.
"I'll get it!" she yelled as she reached the door.
Standing on the doorstep were Beth and Sam, ready to
conquer the music and lyrics they had chosen.
"Hi! Come in, I've set the keyboard up in the den so we
can get straight to work."
The two girls marched in, laughing and giggling,
singing snatches of the melody that was to be their
entry. Megan led them down to the den and produced
three copies of the music.
"Dad let me use the photocopier in his study. Now we
all have a copy," she told them. This was serious
stuff; it was like being professionals walking into the
studio to cut another track for their CD. For half an
hour they played around with the keyboard, not wishing
to start the business of serious rehearsal until
Megan's parents had left the house.
They knew that their first attempts would be
embarrassing and so they would wait - impatiently! At
last they heard Megan's mother shout that they were off
and would be back about nine. The door slammed behind
her and the three girls sighed a collective sigh of
relief and got down to work.
As Megan started to play the melody the other two
little girls sang:
"You must remember this, a kiss is just a kiss...
A sigh is just a sigh..."
It sounded truly awful. Megan was no pianist and could
not keep up a steady rhythm, Sam and Beth did not know
the tune or words well enough to keep together. It was
a complete mess. Not to be put off they carried on for
about an hour, but even then the music was disjointed
and Megan hadn't sung a note being too busy
concentrating on playing the right notes.
They didn't hear Megan's 15 year old brother, Tim, come
down into the den, but they certainly heard him! He was
quite a well built young man, with blond wavy hair and
blue eyes. They were burning with anger. "What the hell
are you doing with my keyboard!" he roared.
"We're practicing for the talent show," replied Megan.
"You didn't ask if you could borrow it, did you? No!"
"You weren't here to ask," retorted Megan.
Tim calmed down a little. He remembered how he had
entered the contest last year, playing some piece by
Mozart, on the piano. "What are you going to do then?"
he asked with a sneer.
"Shall we play a bit of it for him?" asked Sam.
"Do we have too?" complained Beth.
"Yes you do!" said Tim.
There was a brief pause and Megan struck up the first
note and they began the song. Tim looked and listened
for a few moments. He tried so hard not to laugh out
loud, but he just couldn't help himself. Megan slammed
her hands down on the keys.
"Well, we've only just started!" she yelled.
Tim felt rather sorry for them. Even if they did get
better it would still be a disaster and they would be a
laughing stock. He looked at their sad little faces and
realized that he must help them.
"Do you want me to play for you?" he asked.
"Would you? It would be a help," replied Megan
realizing her brother was serious.
"Come one." he said and moved over behind the keyboard.
"After 4. 1, 2, 3, 4."
He played the first few bars of the accompaniment and
the girls sang. It sounded so much better already. Tim
stopped abruptly. "Why have you stopped?" asked Sam.
"I've got an idea," replied Tim. "Look, I know what
it's like to be in the contest, I did it last year
remember. You're going to need a background track to
sing to so why don't I make one up for you on a tape?"
"YES! Please!" said the three girls together.
For the first time in over an hour the girls were
feeling happier about the whole idea. Tim was enjoying
the idea of being a musical director - even if it was
for three little girls.
"I'll take the keyboard back to my room and play around
with it for a while and see what I can come up with. In
the meantime you can learn the words and try and get
the tune right!"
With that he unplugged the keyboard and strode off
upstairs with it tucked under his arm.
2] Getting it together!
The girls would have to wait for three days until Tim
finally had a tape that they could work with. During
the intervening time they worked at learning the lyrics
and getting the tune almost right. At school all anyone
could talk about was the talent show and how well their
'act' was going. Megan was beginning to get worried
that Tim couldn't produce a tape after all and that
they would have to drop out.
What humiliation!
By the third day since their first rehearsal she had
camped outside her brother's bedroom ever since he had
come home from school. She could not hear what he was
up to as he had purposely rigged up his headphones.
Suddenly the door opened and there he was, standing in
front of her waving a tape wildly in the air.
"Done it! Done it!" he cried triumphantly.
"Let me hear it!" shouted Megan excitedly.
"No, get Beth and Sam round and we'll have a
rehearsal."
Megan dived for the phone and within five minutes the
three girls were sitting in the den watching Tim set up
his Hi-Fi. "Ready?" he asked with a broad grin.
"Yes, yes. Get on with it."
"Right, here goes." He pressed the play button and
after a few second of silence the introduction began.
The girl's faces were a picture. They could hear all
manner of instruments playing. It sounded like one of
the Karaoke tapes that Sam had been given for Christmas
last year, only this was different, better somehow. It
was theirs!
The tape finished and the girls sat amazed. It was too
good to be true. Tim was well pleased. the girls
chattered excitedly about the song while he rewound the
tape and got them to stand round a copy of the music.
He started it again and the girls sang. Great.
They practiced for nearly two hours, Tim taking them
through it section by section. He managed to get them
to sing a couple of bit in three part harmony. It was
going to sound really good with some hard work and for
the next week they put much of their spare time into
rehearsing. The talent contest was only a week away but
they were ready.
Tim came home early the following day and could hear
that the girls were already hard at work. he read a
note pinned to the notice board in the kitchen that
said that Mom and Dad would be home a little late as
they had driven over to Dunscombe to look at a new car.
They would not be back until 7 and so the kids would
have to feed themselves.
He helped himself to something to eat and went to go
down to the den. Instead of singing he could hear fits
of giggles. He carefully opened the door and peaked in.
Through the small opening he could see the girls
gyrating around to the music. Although it was a slow
song, specially chosen to appeal to the judges, they
were thrusting their hips backwards and forwards in
time to the beat.
Then they pushed their chests forward and made like a
stripper swinging the tassels on her tits. Tim sat and
watched for a while, finishing his sandwich. He was
fascinated as all three turned their backs on him and
stuck out their little arses, waggling them about. In
between bouts of laughter and hoots the girls were
trying out all sorts or erotic movements.
Tim had never thought of them in anything but a big
brother fashion, after all they were only twelve years
old. But he was beginning to get aroused by the
laughter and dancing. He looked more closely.
Beth was a pretty girl. She had dark red hair and cute
little freckles on her face. She was beginning to
develop quite nicely too, he thought to himself,
watching her little pointed breasts bouncing and poking
out through her t-shirt as she moved. She had a trim
little waist and her hips were getting quite curvy.
Sam was shorter than the others and more 'dumpy'. Her
short, tight, brown curls made her face look thinner.
Tim thought that he could make out her breasts as she
danced, but they were not so well developed as Beth's.
She didn't have her curves either, but when she turned
round Tim could see her lovely little rump. It was
clear through the material of the dress she was
wearing. It was quite big, but tight - without the sag
that women get as their arses grow. he could make out
the line of her panties through the material. Small,
skimpy little things!
By now Tim was getting very arouse and he felt his
prick pressing against his shorts begging to be let out
for a breath of fresh air. He looked at Megan. She was
the best of the lot, he thought. Her breasts were about
the same as Beth's, but she was that little bit taller.
The curve of her hips lead down to a pair of lovely
legs. Her long blonde hair looked silky as it flowed
around her dancing body. He imagined which panties she
was wearing. He knew the design and color of all of
them, having had to untangle them from his in the dryer
on many occasions.
The fits of giggles continues the girls stood in a
line, pushed their hips forward and slowly rubbed their
hands over their crotches, just like they had seen so
many of the rock stars do in their videos. Tim watched
in amazement as the three little girls cavorted in
front of him. He couldn't take any more and rushed to
the bathroom to relieve his poor prick. This having
been done in just a couple of strokes he returned to
the den, rebuking himself for having had erotic
thoughts about three 12 year old girls - one of them
his SISTER!. What would his friends think if they knew!
Well, he wasn't going to tell -- was he!
By the time he returned the tape had finished and the
girls were lying on the floor engulfed in fits of
laughter. They stopped as he walked down the stairs,
looking at him rather sheepishly. "What have you been
doing?" he asked.
"We've been trying out some dance steps to go with the
song." giggled Sam and the three girls burst out
laughing again.
"That's a good idea." said Tim. "You know the song so
now you should work on the presentation. Are you going
to show me then?" The girls made a variety of excuses
as to why they couldn't show him. "They're only ideas,
nothing fixed yet," said Megan.
Tim thought he would let them off the hook and didn't
pursue the matter, much to the girl's relief. Tim sat
in the big chair by the Hi-Fi and they talked about
what sort of dance or moves they would do during the
song. Then Beth suddenly realized that they had not
thought about what they would wear.
It was decided that the moves and their dress should be
conservative, after all the contest was going to be
judged by a couple of teachers and some old woman from
the board of education who had been a judge every year
since the contest had started 27 years ago.
Finally they decided on white blouses, black skirts and
short white ankle socks. Sam wasn't sure that this
would look good so Beth suggested that they went home
and got their clothes from home and would try them on
together and go through a routine. They left in a hurry
only to return ten minutes later with all the bits and
pieces in bags - they weren't going to walk down the
street dressed up like that!
When they returned to the den Tim was busy setting up
Dad's video camera. He and Megan had thought that they
could record the dance and then play it back and see
what it looked like. Megan disappeared and collected
her own clothes from her room, she had been too busy
with Tim to do it earlier.
The three girls had brought a selection of different
bits and pieces and sat on the floor going through them
trying to find which would make them look most alike.
Sam still didn't like the idea of white blouses, but
Tim told her that there were colored lights on the
stage and that these would be picked up on the white
and make them look really good.
Having settled on what they would wear Megan said:
"Right, come on, let's try them on." And with that she
undid the belt of her jeans and let them drop to the
floor. Beth and Sam looked at each other. Tim was still
in the room! They couldn't change with him there. Megan
carried on without a thought.
She often walked round the house in her underwear, so
did Tim, and neither thought anything of it. Tim busied
himself with the camera and Beth just looked at Sam,
shrugged and pulled down her jeans too. Being shrewd,
Tim had turned his back on the girls but was secretly
looking at them in the mirror in the corner. Sam gave
in and got Megan to unhook the back of her dress and
pulled it over her head.
Megan took off her t-shirt and threw it over onto the
couch with her jeans. Beth looked a bit anxious but
followed suit. Tim could hardly believe his eyes as he
realized that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her naked
breasts were exposed to the world. His prick twitched
and burst into life again. He turned and watched as the
girls pulled at the clothes trying to remember which
ones they had chosen.
Tim thought he had died and gone to heaven. He could
almost the whole of Beth's little body - and what a
body. His eyes traced the outline of her breasts and
dropped lower gaping at her white 'sensible' school
panties. He could see that they had ridden up slightly
and were pulling in between her outer lips showing him
a sort of silhouette of her cunt.
His prick twitched again. His gaze switched to Sam who
was wearing a halter top, through which he could just
see two little points sticking out. He had been right,
she was wearing the skimpiest of blue panties which
hardly covered anything. Like Beth's they were pulled
quite tight into her body, but had slipped slightly to
one side. He was getting an eyeful of part of her
pussy. He must have groaned of something because
suddenly the girls became aware of him watching.
"Hey, don't look!" cried Megan.
Tim was going to say 'sorry' but just blurted out, "Why
not? You three are really good looking girls!"
Beth and Sam turned away from him, their faces turning
bright red with embarrassment.
"I-it's not right, Tim," Megan stuttered. Then she
noticed the bulge pressing against the front of his
jeans. "Wow! Your thing's gone stiff! Look his thing is
bulging his pants!" she poited to the boy's crotch.
"You're turning me on. I can't help it," he explained.
By this time Beth had turned slightly to take a look at
Tim. Sam crouched on the floor covered by a white
blouse, not daring to move in case she showed this boy
anything.
"It did it earlier too," admitted Tim. "I came home
early and saw you practicing your dance routine. Real
Sexy!" He laughed as he pretended to rub his hand over
his prick.
Megan blushed and said, "Right! If you say anything
I'll tell Mom and Dad about you and Davey Adams. I saw
you playing with yourselves in the bathroom a couple of
years ago!"
"You wouldn't!" he protested.
"I would!"
Tim was now the one covered with embarrassment. He had
not know that his young experiments with his best
friend Davey had been witnessed. Sam relaxed a little
thinking that he couldn't tell a soul what he had seen.
She too turned to have a look at the bulge in his
jeans.
"You'll have to show Beth and Sam or they'll tell too!"
said Megan.
"Show them my prick!? You must be joking," choked Tim,
suddenly unsure of himself.
"Do you want to see what it looks like?" Megan asked
her friends.
They both nodded shyly and looked at Tim.
"Strip right off and show us," ordered Megan, watching
her brother's embarrassment grow.
"Okay," he said, "but only if you'll do your dance
routine for me afterwards - NUDE!"
Megan looked at her two friends. Beth smiled wickedly
at her and mouthed "Yes," her eyes gleaming with
excitement. Sam just stared at Tim, her right hand
scratching at the material covering her mound. "Deal.
You first!" said Megan.
Tim decided that as they were going to give him a show
he would give them one too. He slowly removed his t-
shirt and flexing his muscles as much as he could made
a great show of tossing it over onto the couch. Then he
lifted each foot in turn and removed his socks,
twirling them around his head and sending them off in
the same direction as the t-shirt.
He placed his hands on the waistband of his jeans and
tugged at the top button. As it did so the little
girl's eyes opened wider. Down with the zip and the
front parted, his prick pushing his shorts forward
towards them. He slid the jeans down his legs and
stepped out of them, nearly tripping and falling over.
Sam giggled, her hand moving faster across the front of
her panties.
"Now show us your prick!" demanded Megan.
Tim was not going to stand for any more teasing. He
grabbed his shorts and pulled them down to his knees
his prick standing proudly to attention pointing six
inches from his body. He heard the girls gasp as he
revealed himself to them.
"Wow, it's bigger than I remember," said Megan.
"That's because I'm older now you idiot!" rebuked Tim.
He turned slightly to give them a different view, then
pulled it down so that when he let go it bounced back
up into the air. Sam's pulled her hand away from
herself revealing a beautiful little damp patch on her
panties.
"Now it's your turn! Dance!" ordered Tim.
He walked over to the stereo ready to turn on the tape.
The three girls stripped their remaining clothing and
stood in a line before him. What a sight, three little
girls, completely naked just for him. He looked at each
of them in turn for a few moments before turning on the
tape. He could see Sam's tiny, little tits with the
nipples sticking out in front.
Beth's breasts were larger, round and firm. Her nipples
were sticking out too. He looked at Sam's cunt. Not a
trace of hair to cover her delights, her lips were
parted slightly and he could see a fraction of pink
flesh protruding. As she moved he could see it glisten.
Beth's cunt had the faintest of coverings of new red
hair. Its darker appearance made a wonderful contrast
to Sam.
Megan stood with her legs an inch or two apart
revealing even more cunt than the others. Tim's could
see through the small amount of wispy, light hair that
she too was aroused, showing just a small amount of
pink flesh. Her breasts were more pointed than Beth's,
but the nipple and surrounding tissue were a deeper red
color.
"Very nice! Very nice indeed!" he murmured, and his
prick twitched and nodded in agreement. He turned on
the tape and sat back on the couch ready to enjoy the
show.
The music started and the girls slowly moved their
bodies to and fro. There were certain bits that he
remembered and was waiting for.
"Oh, Yes." he exclaimed as they pushed their tender
cunts towards him, back and forth, back and forth.
Any inhibition was now lost and the girls were enjoying
the show too. Tim was stroking his prick slowly and
gently, he didn't want to cum just yet. He watched with
open mouth as the girls swung their pert breasts at
him. He was captivated at the different way Beth's
moved as opposed to Megan's, his eyes switching between
the two as they danced in front of him.
Now they turned and bent over a little and rolled their
arses. Sam had bent much further over than the other
two, purposely exposing more of herself to him. He
could see her brown sphincter and down to her cunt lips
which by now had spread even further exposing even more
beautiful pink flesh. He groaned, trying desperately
not to quicken his stroke. Three lovely tight arses
staring back at him. They turned back towards him.
This was the bit he wanted to see more than any other.
Each girl placed their left hand on their hip and the
right over their mound and started rubbing up and down,
pushing their hips forward with each stroke. The slow
tempo of the music added to the excitement as each
stroke had to be more deliberate.
Tim looked at Sam, her eyes tightly closed as her hand
moved back and forth. She was moaning a little. The
other two girls stopped and looked at her too. By now
she had one finger sliding through the lips of her cunt
and was massaging her clit. Her speed increased, paying
no attention to the tempo of the music, and she bucked
her hips with each stroke. She started to groan a
little loader.
"God, she's going to bring herself off in front of all
of us!" thought Tim, and with that he could take no
more and he let out a cry and came.
The cry made Sam open her eyes, and all three girls
looked in astonishment as a stream of white semen shot
from Tim's prick onto the floor. He cried again and a
second, third and fourth followed, each diminishing in
length. He was done... a small bead of cum shining on
the tip of his prick.
"That was fantastic!" he said, and the three girls
grinned back at him.
"Was that 'cum'?" asked Megan.
"Yeh, that was cum!" smiled Tim.
"Wow!!" chorused the three girls together.
Suddenly becoming aware of what had happened and where
they were Tim looked at the clock on the wall. It was
only just past 5 o'clock. His parents wouldn't be back
for another two hours. What else could happen!
Beth and Megan had turned their attention to Sam.
"What WERE you doing?" said Megan excitedly.
"I was rubbing my clit. It's great. Don't you do it?"
"Not like that!" gasped Beth.
"My sister Rowanne showed me how to do it. She's the
same age as Tim. I've been doing it for a couple of
months now, but it's never been as good as this!"
Beth and Megan were VERY interested.
"Could you show us?" asked Beth.
"It's easy - watch." and with that moved over to the
couch and sat next to Tim. He too was very interested
in the demonstration. She spread her legs wide, placed
her hand between them and started to rub the outside of
her cunt, then she slipped one finger in between the
parting flaps of skin. She used her other hand to part
them further so that the others could see what she was
doing.
They could see right into her hole as she massaged the
little pink bud above it. The she placed one finger
inside her whilst still working on her clit. She was
moaning louder again, and this time she was going to
cum. There would be no stopping her. The others watched
as her fingers became wetter and wetter as her juices
flowed from her 12 year old body.
Her hand moved faster, finger moving in and out and
working her clit. Her breathing was becoming more
rapid, in short little gasps. She was groaning and
whimpering a little too. Suddenly she started to buck
her hips violently and worked faster and faster. She
went into spasm, arching her back and letting out a cry
of pleasure. Her petite body shook a little, then
relaxed and she let out a gasp of air and gulped for
more.
"Oh yes, Oh yes! That was so good!" see whispered.
Tim looked at Beth and Megan. They were sat on the
floor in front of him rubbing away for all they were
worth. Each of them had a glazed expression on their
face as they felt the pleasures of solo sex for the
first time. Beth came first with a loud cry, and before
her body had relaxed Megan had followed her into
ecstasy.
Tim's prick was rock hard again. He had come home from
school expecting to help his little sister and her
friends sing a song, and now here they all were having
cum in front of each other.
For a few minutes they just sat in silence, no one
saying a word. Tim was thinking of something he'd seen
in the porno magazines Davey had lent him. "Have you
ever had your cunt licked?" he eventually asked Sam.
"My sister wanted me to lick her, but I wouldn't." she
replied.
"You mean girls do it to each other?" winced Megan. "Oh
yes, Rowanne does it with Jeannie Barlow, but don't
tell anyone I told you - she'd kill me if she found
out. I saw them in her bedroom last week, well, I
peeked through the keyhole."
"Would you let me lick yours?" Tim asked her, expecting
a firm rejection.
"Alright!" she said after a moment of consideration.
Tim couldn't believe his luck. He was going to taste
pussy for the first time in his life. He couldn't care
less that the pussy was only 12. Sam stayed on the
couch and spread her legs again. Nervously, Tim moved
and knelt in front of her. He pushed his head closer
and smelled the aroma of a young girl's sex. She held
herself open for him and he nestled right up to her
cunt and licked at the pink flesh. Now he tasted a
young girl's sex.
More aroused and excited then ever he began to make
longer strokes with his tongue. Sam was beginning to
squirm and writhe around on the couch and started to
slip a finger into her hole. Tim brought up his right
hand and pulled hers away, inserting his own. She
shuddered and groaned louder as she felt his finger
penetrate her body. Her little girl juices flowed
freely again, and Tim lapped them up. What a taste.
Gradually he eased his finger further into her tight
cunt. First knuckle... second knuckle... then he felt
her hymen stretch at his finger touched it.
In his inexperience he thought that he had reached the
full depth of her hole, well she was only 12 after all.
"Careful," whispered Sam, in between moans, "Don't
break it, please."
Tim remembered his school lessons, put two and two
together and worked it out himself!
Sam suddenly cried out again and climaxed from the
licking and fingering of her friend's brother. She
grabbed him by his blond hair and pulled his head hard
against her. She had come twice in twenty minutes -
fantastic!
Tim slumped on the floor with his back to the couch. My
God, he'd nearly suffocated in there! He looked to see
if Beth and Megan had enjoyed the show, but what he saw
took his breath away - again. Beth was lying on the
floor with her legs wide open and Megan was greedily
licking at her cunt. Shit! He was watching his twelve
year old sister eat pussy! Megan was rolling Beth's
little clit around with her tongue making her friend
breathe harder and faster. Beth was close to coming
again and cried out.
Tim moved closer to get a better look at what was going
on. He knelt next to the girls fascinated by the way
Beth's little breasts bounced as she was driven higher
by Megan's tongue. He reached forward and started to
stroke each one in turn. He felt the rock hard nipples
between his fingers and stroked around them, making
Beth moan and writhe even more. He bent over her young
body and took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it
like there was no tomorrow.
In a matter of seconds, Beth's body tensed, then
quivered and she let out a shrill "YESSS!" as her
second climax rippled through her entire body. She
relaxed and lay on the floor panting and exhausted. Tim
and Megan sat back feeling elated at what they had just
done for Beth.
Sam had come across to join them and told Megan to lie
down. "It's your turn now!" she smiled.
Megan did as she was told and spread her legs wide. Sam
gently rubbed her hands over Megan's body, over her
firm breasts, then her belly and finally across her
cunt. Megan jumped a little, leaking juice like she had
never done before. Sam moved forward slightly and
placed her mouth against Megan's opening, giggling a
little as the fine pubic hair tickled her around her
mouth. She was more the expert than the others as she
knew where to go to straight away.
Megan purred like a kitten as her friend's tongue
delved deep into her pussy, then up and round her
aching bud. She began to writhe and grind her hips,
increasing the pleasure, then she had her second
climax, so much greater than the first. She gripped her
friend's shoulders, letting the waves of orgasmic
pleasure pulse through her.
Tim began to think of all the things he'd dreamt of, or
seen in the Davey's porno magazine. He looked at the
clock again - not yet six - there was still time for
some more fun and games! his thoughts were disturbed by
the sound of the telephone ringing in the hallway.
Shit! Why couldn't they wait until later! He told the
girls to keep quiet and lifted the receiver on the
extension phone in the den.
"Hello?" he said.
"Hi Tim. It's Dad. We've got back early, the car was
too expensive - they got the price wrong in the
advertisement in the paper. Mom and I are going to do
the food shop now instead of tomorrow. Is there
anything you want? Mom's nearly finished."
"Err, no Dad." Tim could see Megan's face drop with
horror.
"Okay son, we'll see you in about fifteen minutes.
Bye."
"Bye Dad," stammered Tim.
"What's happened?" asked Megan.
"It's alright," replied Tim. "It's just that they've
got back early and are doing the food shop tonight, but
they'll be back in fifteen minutes."
For the next fifteen minutes there was pandemonium as
the four youngsters dressed themselves and tidied the
room. Sam and Beth decided that it would be best if
they went home, rehearsal could wait for one more day.
First they had to wash their faces so that the tell-
tale signs of love juice wouldn't give their secret
away. Megan decided to go to her room, and left Tim to
finish packing the video camera away. What a waste of
time setting that up she thought to herself as she
climbed the stairs.
When their parents came in Megan and Tim came to meet
them. They helped pack away the groceries and sat round
the table whilst Mom prepared a few bits and pieces for
them to eat. Then Dad appeared at the door. "Okay.
What's been going on in the den?" he asked. Megan's
face went bright red and she looked at the ground in
shame. Her father had found out - God was he going to
be mad. "Sorry Dad." said Tim.
"I've told you I don't want you to smoke, and if you
really must try it then DON'T do it in the house." He
paused for a moment, then continued. "That's the last
time I'll tell you young man. Next time there will be
big trouble, and I mean BIG trouble.
Megan stared at Tim. What did Dad mean? Later Tim told
her that their activities in the den had made the room
smell all musty with odors of their sex. Mom and Dad
were bound to recognize the smell and be mad as hell so
he came up with the idea of smoking a cigarette down
there to cover it up. He knew he'd get into trouble,
but far less than if their parents found out what
really was going on!
3] More rehearsals!
The next day the girls went to school together as
usual. There was no talk of the events of the previous
night, just knowing looks and giggles. They had
arranged another 'practice' for that afternoon, but
were disappointed when they found out that Tim had to
stay late for some reason and would not be home until
after Mom.
Even when he did get in they did not get a chance to
get up to anything as Mom wanted them to show her the
routine. They performed quite well, but they still
needed a little practice.
"That's great Honey," she said. "But you'll have to
work on it over the weekend. Dad and I will be going to
the golf club tomorrow afternoon, so you can have the
house to yourselves then."
What an opportunity! They wouldn't miss it for the
world!
***
The next day was Saturday, so no school. The morning
dragged somewhat even though the children busied
themselves with their chores. At one o'clock Sam and
Beth arrived and the three girls changed into their
outfits ready to start. Tim set up his Hi-Fi in the den
and they got down to work. The girls looked great in
the black and white.
It wasn't too sexy, but it certainly turned Tim on as
he imagined the delights that lay beneath. Mom and Dad
had not left yet and kept coming in to see how things
were going, so Tim had to make do with the odd flash of
panties when they weren't looking. Sam took great
delight in showing him just how wet her cunt was. He
little panties were almost dripping, it looked like she
had peed herself.
The movements were coming on, nothing to elaborate just
synchronized for effect. Sam stood in the middle with
the two taller girls one on either side. They had
learned the words, the harmonies and the steps. It was
going to be great, no way would anyone laugh at them
now.
By two o'clock Mom and Dad were ready to go. They said
goodbye and the four youngsters listened to the car
start, then drive off down the road towards the golf
club. As soon as they thought that it was safe they
breathed a collective sigh of relief. Tim walked over
to Sam and kissed her squarely on the mouth. He cradled
the back of her head in his hand as she leant back
slightly.
With his free hand he began to open the buttons on her
blouse, then slipped it inside to massage her tiny
breasts. His prick was already erect in anticipation,
and his jeans bulged at the front. Suddenly he felt two
pairs of hands busy themselves with his belt buckle,
buttons and zip.
Sam pulled herself away from him and joined the others
as they proceeded to strip him. Gently they eased first
his jeans, then his shorts down around his ankles. Beth
lifted one foot and Sam freed the leg from its
restriction. They repeated the operation with the other
leg leaving Tim standing in front of them with just his
t-shirt, smile and a rock hard prick!
Now it seemed that Davey Adams wasn't the only one
lending out porno magazines. Apparently Jeannie Barlow
had let Sam's sister Rowanne borrow one and Sam had
taken it from Rowanne's secret hiding place in her
closet. She had shown Megan and Beth a few things
yesterday and now they were all keen to try them out on
Tim.
As it had been Sam's idea she was going to go first.
She knelt down in front of Tim and took hold of his
prick with her right hand. She rubbed it up and down a
few times and then clamped her mouth over the end of
it. Tim almost came at once, but managed to control
himself. Sam was gently licking all around the head,
sliding her tongue around and around.
Tim moaned.
Gradually she took more and more of him into her mouth.
He could feel his prick touch the back of her mouth.
She paused for a second not wanting to gag. Holding the
base of his shaft she began to move her head backwards
and forwards, gripping the sides with her mouth.
Tim felt that feeling welling up inside him. "I'm going
to cum!" he shouted breathlessly.
Sam slid his prick out of her mouth just as the first
shot of cum flew from the end of his prick. It splashed
all over her face and ran down, dripping onto her chest
below. She stopped for a second to look at the others.
Beth and Megan both gave her a reassuring look. Sam put
her hand to her face and transferred a large glob of
cum onto her finger. She took a deep breath and pushed
her finger into her mouth. She ran the white creamy
liquid around her mouth a couple of times, then
swallowed.
"What does it taste like!" burst out Megan.
"It's kind of salty and thick, not bad though. Here try
some."
She scooped another glob from her front and offered her
finger to Megan. She moved forward and sucked on the
finger, taking her brother's cum into her mouth.
"Mmm, I see what you mean." Sam leaned across to Beth
and let her lick another glob from her finger.
"Yeh, you're right. Not bad, kind of salty," she said.
Sam cleaned up the rest of Tim's cum - she was having
that for herself. Then she turned her attention back to
his drooping prick. She wanted that last little bit
that always clung on to the end of the head.
"Oh Sam, that was so good - so very, very good," moaned
Tim.
"We've got something else for you to try now," giggled
Beth. "Close your eyes and don't open them until we say
so."
Tim closed his eyes and waited for a few seconds, then
Beth said, "Okay, you can open them now."
Sam and Beth took his arms and turned him round. There
on the couch with her skirt hitched up and legs apart
was Megan.
"I want you to lick me!" she said beckoning him over
towards her.
"But...but, you're my sister!" He stammered.
"So what, it's not like we're going all the way is it."
Tim didn't need a second invitation and moved over to
the couch and sank down in front of her. The others
gathered round to watch as Megan parted her outer lips
and Tim drove his tongue deep into her love hole. They
continued to watch for a while then moved away to amuse
themselves.
As Tim lapped at his sister's pussy he reached up with
one hand and began to massage her breasts. She
shuddered and moaned as he ran his hand over her
protruding nipples. This was absolutely mind blowing.
He was licking his sister's cunt and was going to make
her come.
During the next hour they all took turns with each
other. When Tim had recovered enough he let Beth suck
his prick. The next load is for her he thought as he
climaxed and sent a shot of cum into her mouth. She
managed to hold it in her mouth for a while, making
sure she got a good taste, then swallowed hard. Later
it would be Megan's turn.
Tim lay on the couch for a while, letting his mind
wander through the memories of the last hour or so. He
was joined by Sam who snuggled up next to him. This was
nice, together and warm. He could feel her heart
beating and smell the fresh smell of her hair as it
pressed into his face. They lay together for about 10
minutes, cuddling and stoking each other.
Sam was such a lovely girl, he thought.
For the next five minutes they kissed a while then Tim
felt his prick begin to stir again. This was for Megan
he thought and looked across the room towards her. Beth
was lying on the floor with her legs wide apart and
Megan was enjoying a feast of pussy juice. She was
kneeling between her friend's thighs, head buried and
rump high in the air.
Tim gently moved Sam and climbed off the couch. He
moved on all fours up behind Megan examining her tight
butt. He reached forward and touched the wrinkled
little sphincter with one finger. He rubbed all around
it, then pushed his finger slightly inside.
Megan jumped rather startled but continued to lick out
Beth. Tim then inserted one finger into her pussy and
began to push it in and out. Sam moved down next to him
and whispered something in his ear. Tim looked at her
with an amazed expression on his face, then looked back
at his sister's arse, bobbing up and down with the
rhythm of his finger. He looked at Sam again.
"Go on," she whispered. "She said she wanted you to do
it some time, so why not right now!"
Tim moved forward, his heart pounding; an aching prick
that he had been saving for his sister's mouth now had
a new home to go to. Positioning himself carefully
behind her he rubbed the tip of his shaft up against
her cunt. She was very wet indeed. Tim looked at Sam
for reassurance, then pushed with his hips and saw his
prick slowly begin to disappear into Megan's love hole.
She stopped licking Beth and moaned, "Tim, Tim, please
be gentle."
Tim wasn't going to hurt his sister, what would be the
point in that. Another inch slid in to her from behind.
Megan cried out. He had reached the film of skin that
protected the upper reaches of her sex. he pulled back
slightly then pushed again, harder this time. He could
feel the skin give a little and withdrew.
He pushed again even harder and felt the skin break
allowing his prick to be completely swallowed. Megan
screamed with such a ferocity that he thought that he
had really hurt her badly. Her body tensed, gripping
his prick hard, then relaxed.
"God, that hurt, but it's going off!" she sobbed.
Tim continued to push in and out of her body. Christ!
He was fucking his own sister. The other two girls
looked on as his strokes got faster and faster, her
sobs and moans got louder and louder until Tim could
feel her tense up again. She was going to come - He was
going to come!
He realized what the consequences of this might be and
pulled his prick out and spurted over her firm
buttocks. Sam and Beth moved forward to get a taste.
They were a little shocked as they saw a small amount
of blood drip from Tim's prick, then each in turn
cleaned the cum off Megan's bare butt with their
tongues.
"It hurt at first," Megan told Tim later when Sam and
Beth had gone home, "but it got better and better. I
love you. You took my cherry and I am so pleased it was
you!"
It had been an incredible few days thought Tim as her
got into be that night. His prick was red and sore
after all the activity, but it had felt so good. He
took a clean pair of shorts from the drawer, put them
on and climbed into bed. He would have a good time
tonight, reliving every precious moment of his
afternoon with the girls - his girls. He smiled as he
turned over and slipped his hand under his pillow. He
could feel something there.
Tim sat up and turned on the bedside light. In his hand
was a small bag. He opened it and took out a pair of
very damp skimpy blue panties. The was a note, written
in a childish scrawl. It said:
---
Dear Tim,
Thank you for a lovely day. You were so gentle and kind
to me, I wanted to give you a present to say thank you,
but this is all I could think of.
Love,
Sam
xxxxx
---
Tim smiled as he held the panties up to his nose and
breathed in the fragrance of that lovely little girl.
This was the best present he could have wished for. And
with that he turned off the light and settled down to
sleep, the panties clutched in his hand by his face,
like a small child with his special rag.
Epilogue:
You would think that in a story such as this there
would be an amazing ending with the girls winning the
talent contest. They didn't. They game third out of 26,
but that was a really good achievement.
It did make them think about next year, though. They
would enter again with another song, and this time they
would win. It would take lots of practice, but they
didn't mind that - in fact they started the next
weekend!
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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