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I did not write this story, Steve Jensen did. It's older but still a good 
story.



               Family Fun By Steve Jensen

When I got back home the next day, I looked for my first chance to confront
Susan with my information about her and Tim and also to let her in on our
plans for a family fuckfest.  But she was out all afternoon and I couldn't
get her alone before dinner.  All through the meal, sitting across the
table from my sister, I thought about her fucking my best friend and felt
my cock throb in my lap.

About an hour after dinner, I went up to her room where she was studying.
I knocked and walked right in.  Susan was wearing a flannel nightgown after
taking her shower.  She pulled it more closely around her chest when she
saw it was me.  Closing her door behind me, I got right to the point.

"Say, Susan, have you been having fun lately?"  Naturally, she looked at me
suspiciously and asked what in the world I was talking about.

Smiling, I told her rapidly about my previous night's adventures at Tim's
and Cindy's house.  Her eyes got bigger and bigger as I told her bluntly
about jerking my cock off into Cindy's underpants and then fucking her.
When I recounted what Cindy and Tim had told me about her jerking Tim off
and then fucking him, Susan blushed a little bit, but didn't deny it.

In fact, Susan admitted that she had been hoping she and I could "get it
on" again some day.  She said she'd be ready for a party whenever we could
do it safely.  She really floored me, thoght, when, even with Mom and Dad
downstairs, she suggested I jerk off right there in front of her!

To encourage me, she turned in her chair, pulling up her nightgown to show
me she was completely naked.  My peter was instantly straining at my jeans
when she opened her legs to show me her nearly-hairless pussy.

I was amazed at my sister's boldness, but I was also a horny teenager who
was always looking for an opportunity to get my rocks off.  Matching her
boldness, I lowered my zipper and extracted my rigid cock.  Susan's eyes
glowed as I started stroking my boner.  Her left hand began pinching her
little nipples while her right hand dipped between her cuntlips to stroke
her bright pink slit.  Putting her heels on the seat of her chair, Susan
opened her legs wide to show me her fingers smearing her pussy juices all
over her naked crotch and massaging her clit.

This was such a sexy sight that I began to squirt in only about a minute.
My sister's look of dismay at seeing me gush my cum on her carpet was
immediately eclipsed by a look of pure lust as her stifled groans and rapid
masturbatory movements signaled the arrival of her own climax.

Zipping my pants, I left her to clean up the mess as I went back out in the
hall to intercept our parents, who were coming upstairs to bed.

Susan and I groped each other a few times over the next several weeks, but
we couldn't find any time alone.  Our big chance came about three weeks
later, when our family was invited to go to the lake for the weekend with
the Petersons.

Susan and I begged off, claiming we had school activities.  We told Mom and
Dad we thought we could stay with Tim and Cindy, so Mom called over there
to make sure.  Naturally, we had set this up ahead of time, so Tim's mom
said she'd look out for us.

On Friday night, Mom and Dad dropped us off at Tim and Cindy's, with our
knapsacks, bedrolls and books.  We all tried to act normal, eating dinner
and watching television.  About halfway through dinner, Cindy distracted
her mom while Tim poured some vodka into her wine bottle.  She was pretty
drunk by the time we finished dinner.  She took the rest of the bottle into
the den to watch television with us.

After getting ready for "bed," we four kids huddled under a big blanket on
the floor in front of the TV.  Cindy and Susan had on short nightgowns.
Tim and I were wearing pajamas.  If their mom weren't so drunk, she
probably would have wondered why we needed a blanket in the warm house.
Under the blanket, hands were touching pussies and rubbing balls.

About fifteen minutes after we settled down in front of the TV, Tim's and
Cindy's mom finished the bottle of wine and dropped off to sleep.  Tim
could barely wake her up to get her to stagger upstairs to her room.  The
girls turned off the TV and whispered that they would wait for us in Tim's
room, which was furthest from the mom's.

As Tim and I helped his mom up the stairs, my mind was so full of sex that
I snuck a feel of this grown woman's bottom.  When she didn't seem to
notice, I began to get more ideas.  Tim had told me before that he had to
put his mother to bed like this lots of times.  We walked her into her room
and Tim asked me to hold her up while he got her ready for bed.  I stood
behind her and steadied her by the shoulders as Tim unbuttoned her
housedress.  She had a bra and underpants under the housedress.  When Tim
went to put the dress in the closet and turn down the bed, I released my
hardening prick from my pajamas and stepped close to rub my rigid dong
against her filmy panties.  Again, she didn't seem to notice.  Together,
Tim and I lowered her into the bed, where she began to snore.

Looking up at me with a sly grin, Tim said, "Watch this."  And he pulled
the tops of his mother's bra down to reveal the big, brown circles on the
ends of her flattened breasts.  I wanted to touch them, because I found
grown women's breasts more fascinating than their pussies.  But I was
worried about what Tim would say.  Tim pulled his mother's bra back up, and
then reached down to pull a panty leg over to one side to show me the mat
of her dark pussy hair.  Although Tim's mother didn't move while he did
this, I was worried that she might.  So I decided to pass up this
unconscious adult to get to the willing young girls in the room down the
hall.  We turned off the light in the bedroom and closed the door securely.

When Tim and I went into his room, Susan and Cindy were sitting on his bed
and giggling like the little girls they were.  But when they saw us come
in, they jumped up to put an apparent plan into action.  Cindy got things
rolling by pulling my dick out of my pajamas.

She still didn't know about my previous get-togethers with my sister, so
Cindy said that Susan should get "into the club" by jacking me off while
she and Tim watched.  Susan gave me a little smile and took my prick from
Cindy.  Standing a little behind me, she reached around and started to pull
the loose skin of my cock up and down.  What Cindy and Tim couldn't see was
that my ten-year-old sister also reached down the back of my pajamas to
stroke her fingers up and down the crack in my ass.

I complained that I needed to see some cunt, if I was going to get really
hard and get a big cum.  With a grin, Cindy scooted over to the edge of the
bed and pulled her shortie nightgown up to reveal her bare little pussy.
Holding her bunched nightie under her chin, Cindy used both hands to spread
her naked cuntlips, in an obscene display of nine-year-old nastiness.  The
bright pink of her slit-flesh contrasted excitingly with the powdery
whiteness of her hairless cuntlips.

Then Susan said someone should give her some help with her itchy pussy
while she did all this work.  Tim already had his cock out and was stroking
it, so he came over and knelt at Susan's feet.  She raised her nightgown
just enough to uncover her nearly-hairless pussy, and Tim surprised us all
when he leaned forward to lick her slot from bottom to top!

Cindy let out a groan, gave my dick a squeeze, and increased the tempo of
jerking on my meat.  I turned a little, so I could reach up under Susan's
nightie to rub her nubbin nipples.  Remembering how she enjoyed her "rock
and roll," I gave each nip a playful pinch.

No longer the center of my attention, Cindy dropped down on the floor and
grabbed her brother's thick dick.  She rubbed it up and down while she
looked up avidly to watch him lick Susan's cunt while I rubbed and pinched
my sister's developing nipples.  Cindy's finger was buried in her own
snatch, wiggling back and forth between the hairless folds.

With all this exciting stuff going on, I was about to shoot off, so I said,
"Watch out everybody, I'm gonna shoot my load!"

To everyone's surprise, Susan leaned over and took about half my dick in
her mouth.  It felt completely different than fucking, because she rolled
her tongue around just under the cockhead.  My prick surged and spasmed as
I shot a huge sperm load into my sister's mouth.  I was so drained that I
just collapsed on the bed.  Susan followed me over to suck some more on my
softening dick.

When she saw me on my back, Cindy rushed over and knelt above my head.
Apparently making this up out of sexual frenzy, she lowered her naked
little pussy over my mouth.  I decided now was the time to find out about
cunt-sucking, especially since Tim had already done it with my sister.  So
I began to run my tongue from the bottom of Cindy's slit to the ridge of
her clitty.  Remembering what Susan had showed me, I was careful to lick
all around Cindy's clit-head, without running my rough tongue over the red
nubbin that peeked out of its hood.  Cindy apparently appreciated my
efforts, because she made snorting noises and told me it felt heavenly.

When Cindy raised her little pussy from my mouth to adjust her position, I
saw that Tim had positioned himself behind the bending Susan to pork her
from that position.  Susan continued to suck on my dick, which was now
beginning to get hard again.

Looking up at Cindy's descending twat, I got an idea.  Using my hands, I
slowed her descent while I inserted two fingers -- one in her pussy and one
in her bottom.  Then I concentrated my licking all around her clit,
twitching the ridge back and forth with my wet tongue while slowing
vibrating my fingers in her twin holes.  For a minute, I was afraid Cindy
would wake her mother up; or maybe the neighborhood.

"GAWD!" she cried.  "That feels so fucking good, Steve!"

I could feel the spasm take her as her pussy and asshole gripped my fingers
with waves of muscular action.  She collapsed off me, just as Susan stopped
sucking my dick.

Looking down, I saw that Susan was in the throes of her own orgasm, as Tim
battered his prick into the back of her cunt.  I was barely able to roll
out of the way as the two of them collapsed onto the bed.

As I stood over the tangle of partly-clothed bodies, I was surprised to see
Cindy rouse herself to turn Susan over on her back and suck her brother's
come out of Susan's gaping pussy.  As Susan opened her legs to increase the
sensuous feeling, Cindy licked up Susan's belly to suck her nipples.
Remembering Cindy's story of the man and woman in the park, I understood
how Cindy was trying to give my sister pleasure, as she sucked hard on
Susan's little nipples, pulling them away from her chest again and again.

Since I was hard again, I had to decide between Cindy's upthrust backside
and my sister's just-cleaned pussy.  My decision was made for me when Susan
reached up and pushed two fingers into Cindy's dripping box.  As she
rotated her fingers between her friend's hairless pussy lips, I could see
that she was grinding her thumb on the knot of Cindy's clit.

As I slid my dick into my sister's open cunt, Tim rose from the bed and put
his dick in his sister's mouth.  In a few minutes, we all came again.

After this exhausting day, we went to sleep in separate rooms.

13.  Brownies for Dessert

The next morning was Saturday.  We were all pretty tired and didn't make it
down to breakfast until about ten.  We exchanged sly smiles over cold
cereal, English muffins and juice.  Tim's and Cindy's mom wasn't feeling
too well, and was nursing a hangover in the back room.

Right after breakfast, Susan and Cindy put on their Brownie Scouts uniform
and went off to some sort of troop meeting.  Tim and I went out in his back
yard for some one-on-one basketball.  After about an hour, Tim's mom came
out the back door and said that Susan wanted to talk to me on the phone.

I could hear Cindy giggling in the background as Susan said, "Why don't you
stiff-cocked boys come over to Carrie Lee's house and show us your stuff?"
Well, I knew I didn't have to ask Tim about this, so I got the address and
we told Tim's mom we were going to go play basketball at the park.

When we got to the address Susan had given me, I rang the bell.  Through
the closed door, Susan called out, "Carrie's mother and father won't be
home until late, so come on in and look at this."

When Tim and I walked in, Susan, Cindy, and a little red-headed girl were
standing in a row in their Brownie Scout uniforms.  At a signal from Susan,
they all raised their skirts to show they were wearing no underwear at all.
By now, Susan's nearly-naked cunt and Cindy's bare little pussy were
familiar sights to Tim and me, so we both stared at the new hairless jewel
at the end of the line.  At another signal, all three girls dropped their
skirts, turned around, bent over, and flipped up their skirts again to show
us a rear view of their pussies and bottoms.  Reaching backward, they
separated their cheeks to show us their assholes and pussy holes.  This was
sort of a new angle for both us guys, so we looked carefully at all three
of these bare-bottomed Brownies.

Turning back around, Susan introduced us to Carrie.  Susan said she was
only nine years old, but was real interested in sex.  Cindy told us Carrie
had invited them over after Brownie Scouts meeting and then asked them if
they would let her lick their pussies.  Rather than leave us out of the
fun, they asked Carrie if she was interested in seeing some boys shoot goo
out of their peters.

Carrie reached up under her skirt and started to rub her slit as she said,
"Let's stop talking.  I'm interested in seeing Tim's and Steve's big old
things right now!"

Cindy took over then, telling us the girls had planned that Tim and I would
sit on the couch with our dicks out, Cindy and Susan will sit in chairs on
either side of the couch with their skirts tucked up, and Carrie will go
around and around and make us all feel good.  Since Tim and I thought this
sounded like a good idea, we all took our places.  Susan and Cindy pulled
their Brownie Scout uniform skirts around their waists and sat down on two
big armchairs on either side of a small couch.  They scooted forward so
their pussies were right on the edge of the chairs.

I wasn't sure about Tim, but all this naked pussy had made my rod hard as
iron.  But I decided not to take it out myself, so I went over and sat on
the couch by Cindy's chair.  Following my lead, Tim kept his pants zipped
and sat down beside me.

Ignoring our sisters, little Carrie walked right over to me and Tim as soon
as we sat down on the couch.  Saying, "Let me do it," she went down on her
knees and unzipped Tim's pants and then mine.  Then she reached right into
my tight jeans and pulled out my already-stiff prick.  She bent over to
give my cock a quick kiss and a squeeze, then turned to Tim.  When she had
done the same for him, she came back to me, unfastened the button at the
top of my zipper and spread out the opening of my pants.  Then she did the
same with Tim's pants.  Finally, she reached inside our underpants to pull
out our balls.  Cindy and Susan were watching this whole show carefully,
rubbing their thighs together in anticipation.

Then Carrie positioned herself on the rug between me and Tim.  Putting a
hand on each cock, she began to rub them both, moving the loose skin up and
down, covering and uncovering our dickheads.  Without losing a beat, she
leaned over my lap and gave the head of my cock several big, wet tongue
licks, timing it so the licks were delivered when my cockhead was exposed.
She did the same thing to Tim, while she kept up a rhythm on both our
peters.  She tried to suck Tim's cock, but her mouth was too small, so she
could only pucker her mouth over the hole at the end of his dick.

Hearing a moan to my left, I looked over to see Cindy staring fixedly at
Carrie's routine out of half-shut eyes.  Both her hands were working on her
naked little cunt, stirring up a froth in her wet gash and spreading it
over her throbbing clitty.  When I looked over Carrie's bobbing head, I saw
that my sister was also enjoying the sight of this little girl working away
on two rigid dicks.  She had one finger buried deep in her pussy while her
Brownie Scout uniform blouse was hanging open as she lubricated her swollen
nipples with quick flips of the moistened fingers of her other hand.

Little Carrie was also aware of the girls, because she left me and Tim with
our dicks swaying in the breeze while she knelt between Cindy's legs.  I
had a great view as she stuck out her little tongue and swept it from the
bottom of Cindy's hairless pussy-slit to the raging clit-ridge at the top.
Cindy put both her hands on Carrie's red head and mashed her crotch into
the nine-year-old's face.  After a few moments, though, Carrie swung away
and crawled over to give Susan some sex play.

Susan was more than ready to get some girl-licking, because she held her
pussy lips open for Carrie's tongue.  I couldn't see what Carrie did to my
sister, but Tim was getting an eyeful and Susan's eyes were rolled back in
her head.  Again, though, after a few moments, and before Susan could get
off, Carrie turned back to the couch.  I noticed that her grinning face was
wet with the girls' juices.

Before Carrie started back in on us, I asked her to stand up and let me
look at her cunt.  I told her to stand on the couch, with a leg on either
side of me.  This put her hairless, third-grade pussy right in front of my
eyes.  Her Brownie Scout skirt was held up at her waist, so I had a close-
up vision of this new young cunt framed by skinny legs in long brown
Brownie Scout socks and little saddle shoes.

I reached up to rub this little jewel and was surprised to find Carrie's
crotch was wet.  Parting her thin, hairless pussy lips, I could see her
inner tissues gleaming with her sex juice.  I was surprised that one so
young could get so juicy.  I wanted to lick her little cunt clean.  As I
leaned forward, she squatted down to point the opening of her pussy right
toward my mouth.  As I ran my tongue over her swollen flesh, she groaned
and told me, "Oh, you nasty old guy, make your tongue hard and put it all
the way inside of my little thing."

I was surprised to be called an "old guy," but I tried what she suggested.
Forming my tongue into a rigid pole of flesh, I pushed it under her naked
little mount and felt it sink between the ripples of pink flesh and
disappear into a tight, hot cavern.  Carrie's whole nine-year-old body
shook with her orgasm, as my tongue was grabbed and released by her
spasming channel.  Rewarding me with a huge grin, the little redhead jumped
down from the couch and resumed her work on the straining poles that Tim
and I had jutting from our laps.

As I savored the taste of kiddie pussy, Carrie leaned over each prick and
drooled out a mouthful of spit to lubricate her pistoning fists.  As Tim
began to snort and strain with his oncoming climax, Carrie turned all her
attention to him.  Without taking my eyes off this subteen sex machine, I
reached over to insert two fingers into Cindy's steaming cunt and was
rewarded as Cindy grabbed the arms of the chair and suspended herself above
the chairseat to swing her hips in a rapid rhythm to fuck herself on my
fingers.

To help Tim have a real good come, Carrie pumped the bottom half of Tim's
dick with one hand while she used the spit-lubricated palm of her other
hand to rub in circles on the underside of his dong just below the
cockhead.  It's sure a good thing no one else was home, because Tim
hollered, "Oh GAWD!" as he spewed his jism two feet into the air.  And I
was astounded again to see Carrie clamp her little mouth on the spurting
stump and swallow repeatedly as Tim collapsed back in a quivering mass on
the couch.

As soon as Tim stopped coming, Carrie turned her cum-smeared face to me and
reached for my rigid pole.  Running her fingers over her face, she
lubricated my dick with Tim's juices and started a rapid, two-handed pump-
and-massage motion that felt more intense than anything I had ever
experienced.

I glanced up to see that Cindy was as collapsed as her brother, but was
watching Carrie's antics with wide-eyed admiration.  On the other side, I
saw that my sister had taken a slender carrot out of her purse and was
sliding it in and out of her reddened pussy while she sucked her fingers to
taste some of Tim's jack-juice that she had managed to catch.  As I
watched, her body stiffened and her eyes rolled back as she obviously got
her jollies.  The long carrot nearly disappeared up her eleven-year-old
snatch as shudders shook her whole body.

Looking back down at the little Brownie Scout working so diligently over my
dick, I realized I was about to loose my load.  I put my hand on the back
of Carrie's head and she immediately dived down to suck the end of my
prick.  But she kept on pumping the shaft with both hands as I emptied a
huge load of semen into her throat.

When my prick was finally soft, Carrie sat back on the floor, with a big
smile on her cum-smeared face.

14.  Carrie's Story

While everyone was recovering from this sexual overload, I asked Carrie how
such a little girl got so interested in sex.

With a serious look on her face, she told us it all began when she was
about five years old!  Her mother's younger brother, Carrie's uncle, came
to stay with her family one summer before he went back to college.  He was
nineteen years old and lived in a little room over the garage in their back
yard.  Carrie also had a room of her own in the garage -- a big playroom
with her dolls, blocks and doll house.  Both her playroom and her uncle's
bedroom opened off a hall which also had a bathroom.

One day, as she was playing in her playroom by herself, she heard her uncle
come into his room next door.  She noticed that a light suddenly shined
through a cut-out on the wall when he turned on the switch in his room.
Curious, she knelt down to peer through and found out she could look right
into his room.  As she watched, her uncle began to take off his clothes.

At first, she was afraid he might catch her looking at him, but she kept
looking anyway.  She thought he would go straight into the shower across
the hall, but he continued to take off all his clothes until he was naked.
He then lay down on the rug and started doing sit-ups.  When he rolled over
and did push-ups, she could see that something was hanging down each time
he pushed his body off the carpet.  Finally, her uncle stood up and did
some "jumping jacks" as he unwittingly faced her hole in the wall.  Now,
she was completely fascinated by his flopping dick, as he jumped up and
down.

She was apparently a businesslike little girl, because she decided she had
to find out more about this thing on her uncle's body.  So she stood up,
walked over to his room, knocked on the door, and walked in.  As she came
through the door, her uncle was quickly wrapping a towel around his waist.
She was disappointed that he had covered up his mysterious thing, and she
walked around his room, making little-girl small talk and trying to sneak a
peek inside his towel.

After a few minutes, her uncle asked her what she was doing.  And she
blurted out that she wanted to see 'his floppy thing' close up.  She
pointed to the front of his towel.  Grinning, her uncle said he couldn't
show her that.

She misunderstood his reluctance, so she said she'd show him hers, like she
had with a neighbor boy her own age.  Grinning even more broadly, he said
she was too little to be worrying about things like that.  Besides, he
said, she would probably tell about it and that would get him in trouble
with her mother and father.

Carrie swore she wouldn't anyone about it.  To prove her good intentions,
she pulled up her dress and pulled down the front of her underpants.

When she looked up at him, she found that his smile had gone away.  She
said her uncle looked real serious.  Carrie thought she knew what the
trouble was, and she apologized because she didn't have any grown-up hair
on her thing or any 'bosoms' on her chest.  But he told her it was ok with
him if she was just a little girl.  In fact, he told her, he really liked
to look at naked little girls.

Carrie told us she was glad to hear that, but then she decided the problem
was that she wasn't completely naked.  She quickly pulled her underpants
down and kicked them off and pulled her dress over her head.  She was about
to take off her shoes and socks, but her uncle said that wasn't really
necessary.  So she asked him if he was going to show her his "thing."
Carrie said her teenaged uncle then took off his towel very slowly, as if
he really didn't want to.

In her little-girl way, she walked right over and examined his prick very
closely.  Sitting there on the floor of her living room, she told us what
she saw.  "It was hanging down at first, looking like a piece of pink hose
poking out of all this hair on his belly.  As I got closer, I could see
that something else that looked like a bag was hanging down behind the
hose.  Also, as I watched, his hose started to get bigger and stick
straight out."

Then, her uncle asked if he could look at her closely too.  She said she
was sort of disappointed to stop looking at his thing, but she had promised
to show him her thing, too.  So she stepped back with her hands behind her
back so he could see.  But he told her to go lie down on his bed.  She
remembered that he looked "real great" as he walked over to her with this
big prick swinging out in front of him.  She told us he asked her to open
her legs so he could see.  After looking for a few seconds, he told her
that was enough of that and he had to take a shower and get ready to go
out.  She was sort of satisfied with that, put on her panties and dress and
went next door to play with her dolls some more.  She didn't tell anyone
what she had done with her uncle.

A couple of days later, she was playing in her playroom when he came in.
Carrie walked right into his room, pulled up her dress and took off her
underpants.  Her uncle looked real surprised.  She told him that now she
wanted to see what his thing felt like.  In the spirit of sharing that she
thought they had established earlier, she told him that he could feel hers
first, and she lay back on his bed with her dress bunched up around her
waist.

He acted nervous at first, and asked her if she had told anybody about the
last time she had been in his room.  When she told him she was a "promise-
keeper," he walked over to the bed and stared down at her naked little
pussy.  Sitting down beside her on the bed, he began to stroke her pussy
lips gently, trailing his strong fingers over her powdery-smooth flesh.
She said it felt "dreamy" and almost made her forget about the touching she
wanted to do.

After a few minutes of this, however, he got up and began to undress.  She
said she thought it was neat to watch him as he took off his jeans and
underpants, leaving his tee shirt on.  Then he kneeled on bed by her head
to let his big dick swing just over her face.  She told us she reached up
to touch it and was impressed with how hot it was.  Although the outside
was soft, she said, as she played with it for a while, it got bigger and
harder.  She also got a chance to find out about his balls, which hung down
below his horizontal pole.

While she played with him, he resumed his gentle toying with the girlish
flesh between her legs.  His finger dragged again and again up the hairless
channel and paused to swirl at the top of her slit.  She said that, even at
five years old, she began to feel the soft buzz of sexual excitement as her
older uncle rubbed her toward orgasm.

Before she could actually cum, though, he got off the bed and asked if she
could keep another secret.  When she assured him that she could, he told
her to watch what a man does when a cute little girl has gotten him hard.
As she sat on the bed and watched, her nineteen-year-old uncle slowly
stroked his rigid pole until white jets of sperm soaked the towel he was
holding under it.

Carrie told us her uncle went on to give her quite an education before he
left to return to college.  He licked her hairless pussy until she had her
first orgasm.  To help her achieve similar ecstasy in the future, he also
showed her how to masturbate with her fingers and with the rubber handle of
a hairbrush.  Over the years, the hairbrush handle had taken her cherry.
Of course, she also learned several different ways to rub his dong until he
squirted his juice.  And she learned to suck the end of his pole while he
poured his sperm into her five-year-old mouth.

Carrie said she was always looking for ways to get herself off.  She said
some grown-ups were always looking up her dress while she played on the
playground equipment at the park.  She liked to show herself off, but
hadn't been able to play with guys until Tim and I showed up.

As she finished telling us her story, Carrie and everyone else in the room
were clearly excited.  Carrie fell back on the carpet, raised her Brownie
Scout skirt, and stuck a finger deep in her pussy.

Tim and I quickly moved to fuck our own sisters while Carrie watched.  My
sister scooted her bottom to the edge of the chair and put her legs on the
arm of the chair.  With her hands, she pulled her pussy lips apart to give
me a juicy pink target for my rigid dick.  Carrie scooted around on the
floor to get a good viewing angle as my cock sank into my sister's pussy.
As I plunged my peter in and out of Susan's sucking canal, Carrie reached
up to tickle my swinging balls.

In a few minutes, we were all groaning again, as Tim and I emptied our nuts
into our sexy sisters.  Carrie's little hand was a blur, as she whipped her
finger in and out of her immature little slit and panted with yet another
orgasm.

After we recovered from this second round, and as we all got ready to
leave, Carrie asked us if we would be willing to let her friend watch us
fuck sometime.  Upon quizzing, it turned out her friend was eleven years
old and already had tits.  Neither Susan nor Cindy knew her, because she
goes to a Catholic school around the corner.  After some discussion about
how "cool" this friend was, we agreed that we all might like to get
together with her someday.

Carrie stood at the door as we left and thanked us for a "real fun
afternoon."

15.  Saturday Night Party

After a night and day of fucking and sucking, you would think we would all
be ready to just fall into bed and sleep.  But horny teenagers can recover
pretty quickly.

After a hurried conference after dinner, we told Tim's and Cindy's mom we
were going to walk to the movies.  After walking down the street in the
other direction, we all sneaked across a couple of back yards to our house.
Although the alarm system was on, Susan and I knew the combination to get
us all inside.  To avoid the neighbors' suspicions, we couldn't turn any
lights on.  But the big outside lights over our pool were enough to
illuminate the den at the back of the house.

As soon as we got there, Cindy took all her clothes off and started
fingering her pussy.  "OK, what do we want to do this time?  So far, what's
felt the greatest for you guys?"

We all looked at each other, hoping someone else would speak up.  I was
thinking that cock-sucking was pretty wonderful -- either the way little
Carrie or Susan had done it.

Finally, Susan said "I thought if felt great when Cindy was sucking my
nipples real hard."

I was surprised then, because Tim kind of took charge.  He told me and
Susan to take off all our clothes as he began to strip.  Then he told Susan
to get down on all fours, in dog position.  He put Cindy on her back behind
Susan, with a pillow under her head.  Next, he told me to kneel behind
Susan's swaying butt with my legs on either side of Cindy's chest, so Cindy
could suck my dick while I finger-fucked my sister.  Finally, he lay down
underneath Susan to suck her nipples.

When everybody was in position, Susan lowered her chest to put her little
nipple-cones within reach of Tim's mouth.  Immediately, Tim began to suck
on one and then the other, while Susan groaned with pleasure.  As Tim's
dick got hard, I saw him reach down with both hands to begin the pole-and-
ball massage that would get him off.

As Cindy massaged my prick to get it good and hard, I reached for my
sister's exposed cunt.  In the pale light from the back yard, her butt
cheeks and hairless cunny lips made a series of mysterious hillocks that I
had to explore.  To begin, I ran my hands all over her back, her legs, her
butt, and her crotch.  Susan groaned again and wiggled her backside to tell
me she was enjoying the attention.

Below me, Cindy began to lick the bottom of my rock-hard dick.  Beginning
just above my balls, she ran her wet tongue up my rod, bending it down so
she could reach it all.  When she got to the end, she sucked on my cum-hole
like Carrie had done.  As she sucked on the end, she stroked the flesh up
and down in a jack-off movement.

I continued to play with my little sister's backside as the pleasure of
Cindy's manipulations washed over me.  Dipping my fingertips in Susan's
brimming pussy-slit, I smeared her own juices all over her crotch, pinched
her naked lips together, pulled them wide apart, and fluttered my fingers
over her clit at the bottom of her upside-down valley.  Remembering Susan's
story about Mr. Haseltine, I slowly inserted a finger in Susan's asshole.
It was real tight in there, and Susan looked around at me in alarm.

"That feels kinda good and kinda bad, Steve.  Don't go in so deep."  So I
just put the end of my finger inside and rotated it.  Susan gave me a big
smile and said, "Now THAT feels great!"

I felt a commotion under me, as Cindy wiggled out to sit up and declare,
"I'm not going to lie here and masturbate!"  She scrambled over to her
brother and lowered her naked nine-year-old pussy on his upright shaft.

With no one there to make my dick feel good, I moved forward to insert my
straining cock into Susan's juicy cunt.  As I swung my hips to drive my
dick in and out of Susan's tight cylinder, I could feel her fingernails on
my balls, as she massaged her own clit.  Wetting my finger with spit, I
returned it to her tight asshole.  I moved it round and round and in and
out, probing deeper as she and I got closer and closer to our climax.

From the sound of things, Tim was sucking Susan's nipples faster and
faster, as his sister bounced up and down on his cock.  As the combination
of sights, sounds, and feelings rushed to a crescendo in my body, I took my
prick out of Susan's cunt and pushed it against her asshole.  Although she
was well-lubricated and loose, her back hole was tighter than anything I
had experienced.  At first, I couldn't get in.

Susan looked back over her shoulders with wide eyes and nodded that I
should go on.  From the motion below me, I could tell that she had started
to shoot one or more of her fingers into her little cunt.  As I pushed
forward, I could see her asshole slowly expand to accept the head of my
dick.  Her bottom grabbed me like a hand and I had to stop moving to keep
from coming right there.  Slowly, I shoved my dick about an inch into my
sister's little bottom.  But I couldn't go on, because my balls contracted
to spew a huge load of sperm into her bowels.

As I emptied my load, I looked down to see little Cindy bounce her way to
ecstasy on her brother's cock.  From the cum squishing out of her pussy, I
could see that Tim had already gotten his jollies.  And the sounds from
below me, as well as the pulsing squeezes my dick was getting from Susan's
asshole, told me she was getting off.

After getting dressed, cleaning up, and snitching a couple of cokes from
our fridge, it was time to go back to Tim's house and hit the sack.

16.  Carrie's Friend

The next day, we all slept late, exhausted from our sexual adventures.  My
parents were due back from the lake about 4, so Susan and I went home about
noon.  As we walked in the house, the phone was ringing.

When I answered it, I heard, "Hi, Steve!  This is Carrie.  I'm over at my
friend's house and she really wants to meet you.  Can you and Tim come
over?"

I told her Tim was still at home and had to do something for his mom in the
afternoon, but Susan was here.  Carrie said that she guessed Susan could
come over, but there were already too many girls for just one guy.  Just
then Susan walked by and said, "I'm not going anywhere.  If I don't
practice my piano lessons, Mom will kill me!"

So I told Carrie I'd come over for an hour or so.  Following her direc-
tions, I approached a big house on Crescent Avenue from the back, crossing
the park where Cindy met the nipple-puller.  Parting the big bushes, I
could see the playhouse she had told me about in the back of the yard.
Carrie and two other girls were watching for me and motioned me to run
across the open space to the open window.  I looked both ways and examined
the house to try to make sure no one was watching the back yard.  Then I
dashed from the bushes to the back of the playhouse and clambered through
the window.

The playhouse was all set up for little-girl play, with a big doll house, a
puppet theater, and an array of dolls and stuffed animals.  As she closed
the window, Carrie introduced me to the two other girls.

Her friend Liz was easy to identify, because she had two noticeable humps
pushing out the front of her tee shirt.  I also noticed that her butt
seemed to fill out her shorts a bit better than the other girls with whom I
had spent the weekend.  She was taller than Carrie, almost as tall as me,
with long brown hair, big brown eyes, and freckles across her nose and
cheeks.  She smiled at me nervously when Carrie introduced her.

I wasn't expecting to see a third girl there, but Carrie said Liz's sister
Amber was only eight years old but really loved to lick pussy and wanted to
see me fuck her sister.  Amber looked like a really little girl, with light
brown hair and blue eyes.  The picture of schoolgirl cuteness was completed
with a frilly dress, little white socks and black shoes.  Amber also looked
up at me nervously, as though she didn't know what to expect.

I smiled at them both and said I was glad to meet them.  This was true, of
course, because I was definitely making some new bedroom buddies this
weekend.

Carrie told me, "Liz and Amber are nervous, because they've never been
around a guy before."   In an apparent attempt to make them feel at ease,
Carrie took off her shorts and underpants, showing me her now-familiar
skinny little pussy.  I could feel my dick stir in my pants.

Carrie then went over to Liz and told her she should show me her tits.  Liz
blushed prettily, but pulled off her tee shirt and turned toward me
nervously.  Her breasts were clearly more developed than Susan's puffed-up
nipples, with real mounds the size of half-oranges protruding from her
chest, crowned with pale pink circles.  Under my glowing gaze, the nipples
began to pucker and swell away from the breast flesh.

Carrie said she loved to lick Liz's nipples and make them stand up hard.
Suiting action to words, she stepped over and lowered her head to fasten
her lips around each of these pink towers in turn.

Then, turning to Amber, she said, "Okay, honey, it's your turn to show this
guy your sweet little gizmo."  At first, Amber shook her head, still
looking at me in a frightened kind of way.  So Carrie suggested I show the
girls my peter.

By now, my dick was pretty stiff and needed to get free of my underwear.  I
unzipped my jeans, reached in and hauled out six inches of hardening flesh.
Liz's eyes glistened as she looked at it, and Amber was cute as could be,
with her mouth open in wonder.  Although Carrie had sucked my dick before,
she was sort of caught up in the atmosphere and stroked her bare pussy
while she also gawked at my swaying pole.

I decided that I wanted to be in charge of this show, so I walked over to
Liz and started flicking her nipples, while I told Carrie to take off Liz
and Amber's pants.  Liz's breasts felt firm under my hands.  I lubricated
my fingers with spit and tweaked the pink nipples into firm buttons.

As Carrie pulled Liz's shorts and underpants around her ankles, I noticed
that Liz had been wearing "grown-up" underwear of some kind of flimsy
flowered material.  When I looked up, I found that Liz had closed her eyes
in sensuous enjoyment of my caresses.  I began to run my hands all over her
breasts, shoulders, and stomach, noticing especially the tuft of hair
growing at the top of her box.

By then, Amber had stepped over and was staring at my bobbing shaft.
Reaching out tentatively, she tried to hold it, but her hand was too small
to go around it.  As Amber stood there, Carrie reached up under the little
girl's dress and pulled her plain cotton panties down so she could step out
of them.  With eyes wide, Amber said, "His thing is too big for me to
grab."

To my surprise, Liz reached down beneath her sister's groping hands and put
her hand under my dick to hold my squirming balls gently.  With an extended
finger, she stroked the sensitive patch of skin just behind my balls.  I
retaliated by pinching her nipples, harder and harder, until I realized it
just felt more and more exciting to her.

To maintain my control of the scene and to work us all up into even more
excitement, I stepped back and began to direct my half-naked harem into a
series of poses and actions that would get us all ready for action.

I told Carrie to sit up on the couch, with her knees up and spread.  As she
scrambled into position, I told her to hold her pussy lips open.  Once
again, I saw the bright pink insides of the little redhead's bald cunt.
Looking around the room, I picked up a doll's baby bottle and handed it to
Liz, telling her to stick that in Carrie's hole and to start licking her
clit.  With only a moment's hesitation, Liz took the bottle, dropped to her
knees in front of the lewdly-splayed Carrie, and pushed the small bottle
into her friend's girlish opening.  Carrie looked down in wide-eyed wonder
as Liz pushed the bottle in, and then threw her head back and groaned as
Liz's tongue began to lash her clitty.  I was amused to see that Liz's red-
nailed fingers had dipped between her own legs to pinch and rub her almost
hairless pussy lips.

Looking down, I found little Amber with her skirt bunched up around her
waist, both hands rubbing her crotch, and her eyes darting back and forth
between the Carrie-and-Liz show and my unsupported straining cock.  To make
her a part of the show, I asked her to stand on a table beside the couch.

Sitting down beside the writhing Carrie, I asked Amber to lift her skirt
and show me her cute little pussy.  With a glance at Liz's waggling tongue
sweeping across Carrie's clit, I leaned forward to look more closely at
Amber's smooth, fat second-grade twat.  In the light from the window, I
could see the redness on both cuntlips that she had caused with her
manipulations a few moments ago.  My cock was quaking at the idea of this
little girl showing me her naked pussy while my bare penis twitched beneath
her gaze.

I reached out with both hands to separate the fat little lips and stoke the
membranes within.  To help me, Amber half-squatted, holding up her skirt
and staring down at my dick.  I ran my fingers all the way back to her
little bottom hole, rubbing it a few times before returning to her red-
rimmed immature cunt.  I could see that her clit was really tiny, almost
hidden at the top of her inner lips.  Sitting back and giving my cock a few
quick strokes, I asked Amber if she could put her finger inside her pussy.

"Not yet," she said.  "But what you were doing felt real nice."

I needed to put my cock somewhere and was about to substitute for the baby
bottle in Carrie's cunt when I had an idea.  I stood up, walked around
behind Amber, and positioned her on the table in front of me.  I pushed my
dong between her chubby little legs.  When I told Amber to close her legs,
I found my dick enclosed in a warm and powdery tunnel.  As I looked over
her shoulder, I was treated to the stimulating picture of Carrie having one
orgasm after another under Liz's tongue-lashing, and Liz pummeling two
fingers in and out of her sopping snatch as fast as she could.

Carrie looked up to see the red head of my dick protruding from between
Amber's little thighs and said, "Geez that looks so sexy!"  Liz looked up
too.  With the pause in the action in her own crotch, Carrie hopped up to
suck the head of my dick as I began to move it back and forth under Amber's
crotch.  Liz collapsed back on the couch, pushing the baby bottle into her
own cunt as she massaged a really huge red bump peeping through the hair at
the top of her slit.  Her firm breasts bobbled on her chest as she tossed
her body back and forth in a violent fucking motion.

Amber also seemed to enjoy the new position, saying, "Oooooo, I feel your
big old thing rubbing along my pussy and it feels neat."  It also felt
terrific to me, especially with Carrie running her tongue over the
underside of my cockhead every time I stuck it out.  I could tell she was
also tickling Amber's clit, because I could feel her fingernails gently
scraping my pistoning prick.

Over on the couch, Liz reached the end of her series of orgasms by pushing
the baby bottle completely inside her snatch.  I increased the tempo of my
thrusting and felt Amber's little-girl juices begin to lubricate her crotch
and my pumping dick.  With a final thrust, I stuffed the head of my cock
into Carrie's waiting mouth and pumped a huge load of jism that overflowed
her lips and ran down her neck.

With the intensity of this orgasm, my legs nearly gave way, and I staggered
back from the table.  I was amazed to see the tireless Carrie rub her come-
covered face into Amber's naked crotch, licking the little girl's clit
until the eight-year-old shivered all over with her own cum.

As I tore my eyes away from this depraved scene, Liz stood up from the
couch, picked up a towel, and stepped over to me.  "I think you need to be
dried off," she said with a smile.  She wrapped the towel around my shiny
dick and began to rub it vigorously.  Naturally, I thanked her by stoking
her nipples and rubbing her breasts.  Dropping my hand to her crotch, I
found that the baby bottle was still inside her.  When I pulled it out, I
found I was easily able to put two fingers in her sopping pussy hole.  I
also found that her clit was really large, and projected from the top of
her slit like a miniature prick.

I wanted to maintain my control of this fuck-fest, so I told the girls to
sit on the couch while Liz told us how she learned about sex.  I said it
would be Amber's turn before we "did it" again.

17.  Liz's Stories

Liz blushed a little but said she had been pretty dumb about sex until a
couple of years ago.

In fact, until she was about seven, she didn't even realize that men and
women were built differently.  She didn't have any brothers and had never
seen her father naked.  When she was in the second grade, she saw a man's
dick for the first time, over in the park.  Naturally, I remembered the
story of Cindy's experience at the park and wondered if Liz had run into
the same guy.  But it turns out that the park behind her house was a hotbed
of sexual activity, if only you were willing to look behind all the bushes.

Seven-year-old Liz had her first encounter over by the baseball diamond.
She told us she used to go over to the ball field all the time, not because
she liked softball, but because there were lots of families there and she
felt safe.

On the fateful day of her first penis-sighting, she was playing with her
dolls near the ball field when a man stepped into the woods near her to
pee.  He hadn't seen her, so he stepped up to a tree only a few yards from
her and pulled out his dick.  Liz said she could see that he had a long
tube coming out of the front of his pants.  She was fascinated, and wanted
to get closer to see better.  But the man finished his piss and tucked
himself back in before she could even stand up.

With her curiosity stirred up, Liz began to hang around in the woods behind
the ball field, waiting for a man to go into the woods to pee.  Then, she'd
stroll by and try to see what he was holding.  She said most men were
embarrassed and turned their backs, but a few must have figured she was
just a little kid and kept on peeing, so she could see them pretty good.
But the more she saw, the more she wanted to see.  She also said she was a
little confused, because some were long and skinny, some were short and
fat, some had skin all over the end and some didn't.  She said she also saw
a couple of little boys peeing, but she could barely see their little
hoses.  And some girls and women also stepped into the woods to pee, but
she really didn't care about watching them, and couldn't see much anyway.

In all her sneaking around in the woods, Liz said she saw plenty of other
things, like couples smooching and drunks sleeping it off.  One day she saw
a man and a woman screwing, but they were under a blanket, so Liz couldn't
really see anything.

The real beginning of her sex education began one day when a man who was
watching the game stopped near her play-place, apparently to relieve
himself.  Liz assumed that, like many of the fathers, he had brought his
child along.  Liz said she didn't think it was unusual at first, except
that this man's child -- a girl of about twelve -- was a little older than
most who accompanied their dads.  As soon as they stopped behind a tree,
Liz hopped up and strolled over casually, hoping to get a look.

When she got near, she stopped in disappointment.  Instead of peeing
himself, the man was pulling his daughter's underpants down.  Liz started
to walk away, because she didn't really care about seeing some girl pee.
But then the man moved to one side and Liz could see that his dick was
already sticking out of his pants.  She said she nearly shouted with
surprise when the girl reached out and grabbed the man's dick!

While Liz watched from behind a bush, the man put his finger on the girl's
pussy and the girl jerked the man off.  Liz said she was surprised to see
white stuff come out of the end of his prick.  She said she was more
confused than ever, but couldn't imagine who she could ask about what she
had seen.

A few weeks later, Liz saw the same man again.  He was standing near the
backstop and sort of watching the game, but he was also looking up in the
stands at the crowd.  After a few minutes, Liz realized he was looking up
the dress of a young girl who was sitting near the top of the bleachers.
After about ten minutes, Liz saw the man head toward the woods.  Again, Liz
hopped up and headed in his direction.  When she got into the section of
woods where he had gone, she was disappointed, because she couldn't see him
anywhere.  When she cut through the woods to go back to where her dolls
were, she found him.

As she pushed through some low bushes, a motion in the corner of her eye
made her look that way.  The man must have heard her at the same time,
because he stopped jacking off to look over at her.  Liz said she just
stood there for a long time, looking back and forth from his dick to his
eyes.  Finally, the man smiled at her and waved her over, still holding his
hard cock with one hand.

Liz said she was scared, but she was also curious.  This was her chance to
see a man's prick up close.  She also remembered that this was the man who
had white stuff squirt out of his thing, and she wanted to ask about that.
So she walked over near where he was standing and asked, "Mister, why does
white stuff squirt out of the end of your thing when you pee?"

The man asked her how she knew it did, and she told him she had seen his
daughter helping him pee one day.  The man smiled and told her that's what
happens when a pretty little girl helps out.  Then he asked her if she
wanted to help him and see it happen from close up.

Of course that was exactly what Liz wanted, but she was also a little
afraid.  She asked the man to promise not to tell her mother and, of
course, the man promised immediately.

Still a little nervous, Liz stepped over and looked at the straining cock
the man was holding.  At his urging, Liz replaced his hand with both of
hers.  The man showed her how to move the loose skin back and forth,
covering and uncovering the purple end.

As she told us this story, Liz was getting hot, staring at my pulsing prick
and dipping two fingers into her dripping snatch.  I could see that Carrie
was also pinching her pussy lips.  Only Amber was not playing with herself,
but was listening to her sister's tale like it was a bedtime story.

The man then told Liz he needed to touch her "sweet little pussy" to be
able to squirt his stuff.  Liz knew what he meant, because he had touched
the other little girl between the legs.  But she didn't want to let go of
his dick.  Finally, the man said he wasn't going to be able to do it unless
she took her pants off.  Reluctantly, Liz released his peter and pulled her
shorts and underpants down to her knees.  She grabbed his dick again and
resumed pumping like he had shown her.

She said the man reached down and rubbed her pussy a little.  She didn't
feel anything in particular when he did that, but it apparently did him a
lot of good.  Liz said his prick got harder and started to jump around in
her hand.  The man told her to do it faster.  Even though her arms were
getting tired, Liz sped up her movements.

In a few moments, the man abandoned his exploration of Liz's hairless twat
and stood rigid while he looked down at this seven-year-old jerking him
off.  Liz said his cock gave one last jump and started pumping out wave
after wave of thick white stuff.  She said she could feel the pumping
through her hands.

Liz said that after the stuff had stopped coming out, she dropped his prick
and pulled up her pants.  The man was standing there smiling at her with
his dick hanging out of his pants and getting smaller and smaller.  Liz
said she just thanked him and walked back to play with her dolls.

Lately, Liz said, she had done that to a few boys at school.  And then she
said that Amber could tell us about "Ms. Bell."

18.  Amber's Story

Amber sat back on the couch like she was glad to be the center of
attention.  I decided I liked the way she looked, with her chubby little-
girl's body and her glowing smile.

She told us that Ms. Bell was the housekeeper who came to work in their
house about two years ago.  She was a college girl who went to school at
night and worked for Amber and Liz's mom during the day.  She cleaned the
house, did the laundry, took care of Amber and Liz after school, and fixed
snacks for them.

Anyway, Amber told us that, right from the first, Ms. Bell liked to play
with the girls' pussies.  Whenever they were alone in the house, Ms. Bell
would have one or both of the girls take off their pants and lie back on
the bed with their legs spread.  She would rub them and kiss them there,
while she rubbed her hand between her own legs.

"We knew it wasn't really right for her to be doing that, but it felt real
good," Amber said, "so we didn't want to tell on her."

Amber said Ms. Bell also showed them her own hairy pussy and her big tits.
She would sometime have one of the girls suck her nipples while the other
one pushed a broom-handle up her cunt.  Amber said the housekeeper had real
dark hair and nipples that were so dark they were almost purple.  Amber
said she liked to make Ms. Bell's nipples stand up so they were almost like
dark little pricks.

The housekeeper explained to the girls about cumming and told them it was
the greatest feeling in the world.  She also told them that they would grow
up faster if they had lots of sex with other girls.  She told them a lot of
bad stuff about boys, but Liz and Amber didn't understand it.

As time went on, Liz began to get her orgasms and she asked the housekeeper
to suck her little quim all the time.  When Ms. Bell wasn't around, Liz got
Amber to lick her pussy and make her cum.  Liz wanted Amber to feel it too.
She showed Amber the place to rub, and got Ms. Bell to spend extra time
licking Amber's six-year-old pussy.  After about a year, Amber began to get
her jollies too.

Just before she left, Ms. Bell started sticking her finger in Liz's pussy,
and after Ms. Bell left, Amber had been putting all kinds of things in her
sister's cunt while she licked her sister's clit.

Since the housekeeper left, Liz had introduced several of her girlfriends
to cunt-licking in "sleep-over" parties.  Amber said she liked to lick
other girls, but not the ones with hair, because it always got in her mouth
and she had to spit it out.

As she finished her little tale, Amber's hands descended to her lap, where
one hand parted the fat, hairless lips and the other resumed its circular
massage at the top of her crack.

"Now," she said, "I want to see you put your thing into Lizzie's hole."

Under the stimulation of these sexy stories and the sight of the three
young cunts, my prong had returned to quivering rigidity.

Liz was apparently anxious to please her sister, because she hopped right
up from the couch and squatted down over my knees.  I scooted forward to
put my hips at the edge of the chair and Liz lowered herself so my cock
slipped slowly into her hot hole.  As she moved up and down and my dick
slid in and out, I grabbed her boobs and flipped her nipples with my
thumbs.  Looking over to the couch, I could see that Carrie was going after
Amber's little cunt again, that Amber was quivering all over with Carrie's
cunt-licking, and that Carrie had her middle finger buried in her own
narrow pussy.

As Liz speeded up her pumping tempo, she began to shake all over.  I
moistened my fingers and started twisting and pulling her orange-red
nipples.  As I worked on them, each engorged nipple protruded more and more
stiffly from the hemispheres of her hard breasts.

To my surprise, Liz bent down to kiss me, putting her tongue deep in my
throat.  Although I thought of kissing as something you did with your
girlfriend and fucking as something you did with anybody, the feel of her
tongue in my mouth added to my pleasure.  I reached around behind Liz to
rub a finger around her butthole.  As I felt my climax approach, I slipped
my fingertip inside her asshole.  As Liz pumped even harder, I filled her
gash with what felt like gallons of jism, as she apparently got her jollies
at the same time.  Liz collapsed on me with shudders of pleasure quaking
through her entire body.

As my slimy dick softened and dropped out of Liz's sopping hole, I glanced
over at the two little girls on the couch.  Eight-year-old Amber was lying
back against the cushions with an after-come smile on her face and the
sheen of saliva all over the bright red furrow between her splayed thighs.
Insatiable Carrie had her back to me as she doubled over and pounded two
fingers into her cunt as she finished her own jack-off session.  Liz stood
up and reached for the towel to dry me again.

By now, I was pretty tired and I also noticed the time on my watch.
Because my parents were due home in less than an hour, I said goodbye to
these three sexy girls, jumped out the window, snuck back through the park
and home.
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