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Author: PlanetDweller
Title: Angel's Adventures, Chapter 3
Part: Chapter 3
Universe: Playing Spin The Bottle With Mom
Summary: Angel arranges for her best friend Betty to lose her
virginity to Angel's younger brother, starts a sex club for
girl-friends of hers at school and some boys as well, has more
swinging encounters with adults, and becomes a sexual and
non-sexual test subject to various medical interests.
Keywords: Fg, ff, FgM, MFg, Mg, FMmg, Fm, fffff, incest,
mother/daughter, whole family incest, swinging, swingers,
menstrual sex, period fetish, romance, romantic, young
sister/sister, young sister/brother/sister, medical fetish, gyno,
gynecological fetish
Angel's Adventures, Chapter Three
By
PlanetDweller
Summer vacation was coming to a close and in one way I was sad
of course but in more than other ways I was also glad. Glad I'd
be seeing old friends that I hadn't really seen much of over the
summer, not with my new life and swinging life-style that I'd
become a part of the past couple of months taking up so much of
my free time now. And I'd be in the Eighth Grade. Wow.
No social for Raleigh Friends swing club was planned for the
first weekend in September since it was Labor Day and all, and
just as well. I wanted to do well in school and I knew it was
going to be hard to get good grades and keep up an active
swinging dating life as well which I enjoyed, a lot. School had
to come first. Dad had always said he'd completely pay for
college if I got the grades to get in. Where was Dad anyway?
Hadn't even heard from him in over a year, had sent some me and
Squirt and Shithead presents yeah but not even a card at
Christmas or my birthday.
The Wednesday night "bridge game" with Mom and Aunt Susan and
Uncle Sam had become kinda boring and I had more or less stopped
going. Mom and Aunt Susan just wanted to be alone with each other
most of the time during and Uncle Sam while a nice guy just
wanted to tie me up and spank me then fuck me and while he is my
uncle he is kinda boring. Mom and Aunt Susan always made a point
of including me for a little while at the end before we'd leave
to come home but I could fool around with Mom anytime and Aunt
Susan while pretty and fun out of bed was almost as boring in bed
as her husband my Uncle Sam was. Besides, I was getting calls all
the time from members of Raleigh Friends and was getting more
used to calling those I wanted to swing with and didn't need "the
bridge game" any longer for group sex swinging fun.
The first day of school my best friend ever Betty caught me in
the hall as we shuffled along room to room to make sure
everything was cool with class assignments.
"Hadn't heard from you in a couple of weeks."
"Yeah, I know Bet', I'm sorry, been busy" I replied as we made
our way down Hall C in the Brown Building to the Little Girl's
Room before we had to go our separate ways in five minutes to
different classrooms, her for her math and me for my history one.
"Yeah, but best friends are supposed to tell each other
everything. And I bet you've swung with someone new or some new
couple and haven't told me yet" as we eased our way around the
smelly freshly-painted walls that made us snake around a bit in
an S-shape offering privacy to the girl's bathroom without actual
doors being in the way.
"Well, maybe" me smiling as we popped open a door to share a
stall together, she pulling her pants and panties down to pee, a
slightly bloody sanitary pad atop her panties around her ankles.
"Wanna tell me about it?" she wiping herself and then putting on
a fresh pad while tossing the used one into the stall receptacle.
"Maybe later, I'll call."
"No, come by the house, we can compare class schedules and I want
to talk to you about me and Bobby some more. Need to pee?"
"Nah, I'm fine" I helping her up and into my arms where I put my
lips on hers and we kissed for a minute before some other girl
started beating on the door wanting the stall as the commode
flushed and so did our faces.
"See you around sometime later tonight then?"
"Yeah, probably around eight, after homework, okay?" as we
re-adjusted our book bags and made our way quickly down Hall C as
the bell for the next period began.
Classes were nothing special, not really classes, just
registrations and making sure everyone was where they were
supposed to be. At least I got my Advance Placement placement in
Mrs. Moore's history class, the school being a so-called Gifted &
Talented Magnet School and offered advanced classes in all
subjects to all grade levels if your grades were good enough. I
liked Mrs. Moore. She was the one who somehow noticed I had
always gotten either "A's" or "A+'s" in all my history classes
and suggested to me and Mom that I apply for her advanced
placement class. If I got an "A" in her class this year, I
wouldn't have to take a single history course until my junior
year in high school. And if I got an "A", I could then take a
special course next summer and if I passed that could skip high
school history classes altogether and then they'd try to let me
take some college-level history courses at nearby 'State instead.
Cool.
Mom was late from work, again, so she took us all out to
McDonald's for supper which was crowded and noisey. Oh well. Then
home. Me and Shithead brother Bobby and baby sister Squirt all
worked on our first day homework assignments while Mom worked on
her own, spreading papers out on the couch in the living room
while the TV played softly and worked on her stuff intently,
paying us no mind as we did our own.
Damn! It was almost eight already and I had promised Betty I'd
be over. Shit. Me and Squirt were doing our homework on the
kitchen table, me helping her with her math a little, while Bobby
was laid out in front of the TV which was now showing some drag
racing show on ESPN. I made my way over to Bobby as Mom continued
to pay us no mind.
"Remember that I told you Betty had a crush on you?"
"Yeah, so? I don't wanna mess with her. I told you that. She's
too young."
"She's a year older than you and I'm just a year older than you,
remember, Shithead, and you always wanna fuck me and even Squirt
all the time."
"But yeah, I'm fucking you and Squirt and Mom and Aunt Susan and
Aunt Mags a lot now."
"If you wanna fuck me or Mom in the future, you might have to
fuck Betty. She's a virgin and she has a crush on you and wants
you to be her first and she's my best friend. Do we understand
each other, Dick-For-Brains?" my easy fist lightly popping his
shoulder as we lay on our stomachs together in front of the tube.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"I'll make it worth your while, will try to get a couple to
invite you along when I go on one of my dates soon. No promises,
but I'll try. Deal?"
"Deal. And I wanna suck tonight."
"Oh, okay, deal. I need to go see her tonight and will see how
she wants to do this. When's your basketball practice start?"
"Not for another couple of weeks. And thanks, Sis', I do love
you" a remark pretty much unfamiliar to me coming from his lips.
"I love you too" my lips brushing his as I got up from the floor
"Mom, gotta go see Betty for a bit, homework's done, be back by
ten."
"Have fun Dear, tell her Mom I said hello."
"I will."
"So, my best friend, ready for the good news?" as we plopped down
on her bed together, my arm coming to rest over her shoulder as
we turned to look at each other before swapping a couple of quick
kisses.
"Yeah. Shoot" he face looking deadpanned and a little pained.
"You okay?" we scooting closer together.
"Yeah, just cramps a bit. Periods are a real pain sometimes."
"Tell me about it."
"You and your Mom really do each other during your periods?
Doesn't it hurt?"
"Yeah, Mom, Aunt Susan, any of my girl lovers, sure, periods or
not makes no difference; nah, it doesn't hurt, if anything, sex
helps with cramps, usually."
"Really?" she lightly kissing me again.
"Yeah, usually, really."
"Ain't it messy?"
"That's what washcloths and old towels are for."
"Hhhhhmmmm."
"Yeah, hhhhmmmm, yourself; watcha thinking about?"
"I dunno. Just thinking."
"About?"
"I dunno. Bobby. If I really want to go through with it."
"Hu?"
Silence for the longest moment as she flipped over for a second
to click on her stereo with the remote.
"Well, I still want to."
"Sure, good, Bobby's willing."
"But I made the mistake of telling my other best friend, Rosa . .
. "
"Yeah, I know her, so?"
"... and now Rosa wants to be with you and me and Bobby when
Bobby takes my cherry."
"Sheeessshhhhh!" I couldn't help but sigh.
"That ain't the half of it."
"Oh brother, what now?" my hand now lightly caressing her
smallish braless tit through her top as we lay on the bed, she
not paying my gropes any mind.
"Rosa told our other friends Rae and Heidi and Candy and now they
all want to be there and watch, too."
"Jesus Bet', why, why did she open her mouth like that?"
"I don't know. Kinda just happened. They're all virgins as well
and want to see. I can understand, I guess."
"Why do I have the feeling there's more?"
"Cause there is. Mom some how found out, I think from Heidi, and
now Mom and Dad both want to be there as well."
"Jesus H. Christ Betty, I, I . . ."
"I know."
"I thought your Dad had never seen you naked."
"He hasn't."
"And he wants to be there when my shithead brother pops your
cherry? You've got to be kidding me."
"I wish. I'm so embarrassed I could die. That's why I'm thinking
about not doing it, or maybe just lying and doing it anyway and
we three not telling anyone."
"Well, that is an option. But I know you. Lying like that
especially to your Mom would just kill you."
"Yeah, it would."
"But you and your Mom have never fooled around, right?"
"You know we haven't. Damn!" a look of sheer pain coming over her
face.
"What is it?" like I didn't know.
"Just a bad cramp. A whopper."
"Here, let me rub a little" my hand massaging below her belly to
the top of her pussy through her shorts.
"That's nice, Angel, thanks."
"That's what friends are for. So, whatcha gonna do about losing
your cherry?"
"Gotta ask you something first."
"Sure, shoot."
"Is group sex all it's cracked up to be? You've told me a lot of
what you've done and it sounds fun, but I don't know."
"Well, you and Bobby having sex while others watch and not
participating is technically not group sex."
"Hhhmmm. Got a point there. But I've heard about elementary
school sex clubs and I dunno, was thinking this might be a chance
to start one at Dunbar."
"Yeah, I have too" my hand now working its way past her top and
shorts to bare flesh, Betty enjoying my touch "though I think
they're usually just suck-clubs."
"Yeah, that's what I heard too. But if you and I start one, we
make our own rules, right?"
"Yeah, we would. But don't usually most members have sex with
each other, even girls with girls and guys with guys too?"
"Yeah, but if it's our club?"
"Yeah" my hand no longer shy, finding it's way down her panties
and to her pussy slick with her menstrual blood, the back of my
hand nestled next to her stained Always pad as my finger entered
her tight little virgin cunny, finally, my first real sexual
touch of my best friend, ever, I swear.
"That's nice, Angel. Don't stop."
"I don't intend to" my smile beaming back at her "let's get our
clothes off, but shit, it's after nine-thirty already, damn, need
to be back home shortly around ten."
"Just touch me like you're doing, please" her eyes meeting mine
as we kissed some more and more and more as my single finger
probed her bleeding pussy and gently frigged my best friend.
"Ahhhh!" a look of pain coming over her face.
"Sorry! What did I do?"
"Nothing, just another cramp."
"Relax."
I pulled my blood-lubed finger out of her pussy and began gently
massaging her clit with it, she really smiling and enjoying.
"Damn, that feels good."
"Uh-hu" as we kissed more.
I rubbed her clit some more but it was obvious she wasn't going
to come, not then.
"I hate to run but school is tomorrow" my finger and hand now
free from inside of her shorts as I offered to share her essence
on it with her.
"Ewwwww, that's geee-rosss!" she pulling away from me and my hand
bloody with her fluid as she gently but sincerely pushed me away.
"No, it's not, it's part of you. Taste."
With a look of mild shock, she rolled back closer to me and
kissed me fully on the lips with my bloody finger between our
lips like a hotdog covered in ketchup inside a mouth-lips bun,
she kissing me deeply as she licked her own essence off.
"Hhhmmm, not bad, not as gross as I thought."
"Told you."
"No, you didn't."
"Yes, I did" my other hand trying to tickle her ribs as we rolled
on the bed some and embraced and kissed more still.
"Hate to run, my best friend, but got to; see you tomorrow at
school?"
"Like I'd be in Kalamazoo, hhhmmm?"
I didn't see her the next day, or the day after. Finally, on
Thursday, I caught up with her in the hall.
"Jeez Betty, the first week of school and you missed two days
already?" I gently fussed at her as we made our way down Hall A
in the Green Building.
"Yeah, my period, my cramps were that bad. What can I say? But my
period's usually short, should stop sometime tomorrow. Which is
what I want to mention to you. I've told Mom and Dad and Rosa and
all that Bobby's coming over tomorrow night to take my virginity.
Mom and Dad are making a frigging party of the occasion for
pete's sake. Do you think you and Bobby coming over then will be
a problem?"
I couldn't help but shoot her a very scolding look. Yeah, best
friend and all, you could have picked up the phone and called me
to ask before actually making plans.
"Yeah, best friend and all, you could have picked up the phone
and called me before making all these plans. I do have a social
life now, I do swing, remember? But yeah, as far as I know,
Bobby's free and of course you know I'll be there" as I leaned in
to her to give her a friendly hug and lover's kiss not caring
that a hallway full of other kids could see me do so.
"You're a true pal, I know you wouldn't let me down. Gotsta' run,
call me tonight and we'll finalize things?" she peeling off to
her next class as I speed up to get to mine in time before the
next bell.
++++++++++++++++++
Friday Night At My Best Friend's Virginity Losing Party didn't
happen after all, primarily because her period got heavier the
next day, Friday, instead of lighter to the point of stopping
like she had thought it would and she didn't want to be on her
period when my brother took her virginity. Just as well. It gave
us more time to properly organize "The Tongue Club", named after
a pin as in lapel-type pin that Betty found at Spencer Gifts at
the mall that the clerk there said the design had been on some
old Rolling Stones album cover she and I didn't know of and
hadn't heard but anyway the pins were cheap, just a buck each, so
we decided to make that the official membership pin of our new
elementary school sex club.
I was getting really excited about "The Tongue Club". I was
spending probably too much time concentrating on swinging with
the members of Raleigh Friends, all of whom were very much adults
except me. That made me popular, too popular, maybe. And adults
had a different, well, had different sets of expectations of what
they expected from me, a thirteen-year-old than I did of them as
adults. Hard to explain. With "The Tongue Club", I'd be with kids
my own age who also enjoyed multi-partner sex, oral sex, bondage
sex, girl-girl sex, period sex, all the kinds of sex that adults
normally enjoyed and expected from me, but without all the
seeming far-reaching expectations adults sometimes placed on me
without meaning to, maybe.
Wednesday night. Another night filled with homework, lots, so
another night of taking care of business while Mom went to Uncle
Sam's & Aunt Susan's for her fun. Wanted to play hooky and go
with her but had two tests tomorrow. Oh, well. Then the phone.
Oh, well.
"Angel? Is this Angel?" a friendly but high-pitched and stressed
voice chirped at me from some distant end.
"Uh, yes? Who's this?"
"This is Joni Noah. From Raleigh Friends?"
Tried to rack my brain but nothing. Hadn't been to a social for
a month and a half, had only been to two so far anyway, so not
remembering one face among one or two hundred previously met
wasn't a big deal.
"I'm sorry Joni but I don't remember you. What can I do for you?"
my adult-rap now sounding very adult when I spoke with adults
over the phone. Mom had taught me well.
"We partied together in the Women's Room last time, just you and
me for five minutes after Cyn' and some other chick and you and
me created a foursome chain for a while and then Cyn' and the
other one left. I stuck my tongue up yer' ass most of the time we
were together. Remember me now?" a bit of wry giggle coming
through the line. Yeah, I remembered that tongue of hers but
didn't remember her face.
"Oh, yeah, oh Hi, Joni, sorry, yeah, I remember you, whassup,
Gyrlfriend?"
"Not much. Well, gotta be honest, 'been thinking about you ever
since then. Before you I had never been with anyone un-fer
eighteen. But you were very, very special."
She was sweet. I could hear the sincerity in her voice. Memory
of her face then came to me. She was dark and comely with lots of
long curly almost kinky hair and very beautiful, too.
"Thanks, you were very special too. So, why'ya calling, wanna
date?"
Silence. Damn. I was kidding but only half-so. Didn't mean to
insult or freak her. Most people who are Raleigh Friends swinging
social club members call blind potluck to me only if they're
looking to date me which is perfectly okay since I can and have
said "no thanks" lots of times if I didn't want to date them and
have said "yes sure I'd be happy to" if I did like them or find
them attractive.
"Angel, I have a major problem with your age."
"Then, that's okay; look I have lots of homework left to do, I'll
see you at the next social and we can party some then, okay?
Bye."
"WAIT! Ahhhemmm, I mean, please, wait. Angel, don't hang up. I
didn't mean it like that. Don't hang up, please."
"Okay Joni, I won't hang up, but seriously I do have lots of
homework to do, please make it short."
A pause more pregnant than a large maternity ward then a
whispered voice.
"When we were together at the social you touched me in a place I
didn't know I had. But I'm afraid of getting caught, you are
under the age of consent."
"And how many people, couples, men, women have I been with at the
social? They'd all get in trouble bigtime if any single one did
'cause they were with me. It's not an issue to me. Joni, I think
you're very pretty and if you'd like a date with me just ask,
I'll say yes."
"May I have a date with you this Thursday night, Angel?"
"Yes, you may."
For some reason I felt butterflies in my stomach just then. No
idea why. But yeah, Thursday night was good, since the first
meeting of The Tongue Club combined with Betty's De-Virgination
Party at her house was this coming Friday night and then Harold
and Karen and The Suddeths had kinda conned me into helping some
medical students and some researchers out at UNC Hospital the
following day, Saturday, if I was going to receive some decent
money for my participating in both. Yeah, Thursday was good. Lord
knows when I would be able to do my homework Thursday night but
Thursday was good.
"I guess I need to ask your Mom permission to ask you out."
"Nah, you don't, it's okay, as long as I do my homework and all,
she's okay with me dating who I want."
"Okay then, pick you at the address listed in the directory as
your Mom's address at eight?"
"Can we make it six-ish or so? It is a school night for me."
She picked me up in her newish Durango with flowers in hand for
me and a bottle of wine for Mom as well, Mom answering the door
for me as I finished getting ready, putting on a nice Zaraha top
over one of my new Bali bras with Auvour shorts and a pair of
decent but not expensive KittyKat sandals, all of which Karen had
bought for me on another one of hers and mine shopping trips the
other month. She and Mom exchange pleasant hugs and kisses and
Mom thanked her for the wine as I came to them in at the living
room front door and took the bouquet of mixed flowers from Joni
and asked Mom to put them in water for me and walked out to her
car with her close to me as she opened the door for me like a
nice guy would have.
She hadn't told me what her plans for the date were and I really
didn't care. She was pretty and sweet and very sensual and I knew
before the night was over her tongue would be firmly in and up my
ass giving me all sorts of good pleasures like she had done at
the social the other month all over again.
Dinner at The Regardless Café was rushed if not hurried, she
telling me as we got there that "the play" was going to start
promptly at eight and we needed not to dawdle to have time enough
to drive to Chapel Hill some twenty miles away to make it in time
to the theater. The salad was wilty, the chicken dish whatever it
was, was cold. She sneaked me a glass of wine but even that
tasted too sweet and yucky.
"Threepenny Whore" written by Kashinky and performed at the
GodBitesMan Theatre by the GodBitesMan Players was a bore, a real
fucking bore. Sure, it had caused a sensation a long time ago
when it first hit Broadway twenty years ago way before I was ever
born. But two naked guys play-whipping a naked chick tied to a
play-bed with play-floggers as they screamed obscenities at her
was just beyond bee-oring. For it being my first play, it was
kinda like losing my theater-play virginity to some dude with a
two-inch cock who got excited and came on the outside of my pussy
before he could even stick it in me.
We didn't get out of the theater until after eleven. I still had
homework to do. And I had a huge headache, I think from the
too-sweet wine at dinner or from the boredom of the evening.
In her Silly Ugly Vehicle as we parked in my driveway we just
talked for a few minutes before she told me she had a long day
tomorrow too and needed to go. That was it? No moves, no whispers
of wanting to come inside and use the bathroom so she could try
to make a move on me? Shit. How pathetic. A real date with a real
lesbian is usually this fucking boring? Pathetic.
"It was fun Angel, thanks for being a sport, I know you were
suffering through the play, next time I promise I more fun date,
promise" as an Indigo Girls CD played on her custom car stereo as
we sat next to each other up front in separate leather bucket
seats as I turned my head to face away from her and look at Bobby
and Jamie peering at me from a crack in the living room window
curtains.
"I don't think they'll be another date, Joni, sorry" more honest
words were never said by me.
"Oh, we'll see, good night my little Angel" and with that she
leaned over and planted a kiss on me like I had never experienced
up to that point and felt not just the butterflies in my stomach
come back but actually felt my crotch getting wet almost
immediately as well and that was just from her lips to mine and
she didn't even try to slip her tongue in my mouth like so many
adult men and women do but which I never liked having done to me
unless I'm very, very into either them or the sex at that moment.
Just lips to lips from Joni my date and it was perfect. No, more
than perfect.
"Well, okay, maybe one more date then, I'll call you maybe next
week, okay?" as I slipped out of the Strange Unctuous Vehicle and
barely felt my feet touch the driveway and walkway as I made my
way into the house.
"Angel's in love, Angel's in luuu-uuuvvv!!!" both Shirthead
Brother and Little Sis chanted at me as they came out from behind
their spying spot near the front bay window curtain.
"Oh, you two go screw yourselves, nah, c'mere, come screw me, I'm
horny as hell now, wanna play some with your Older Sis', hu?" as
we three made our way back to my bedroom, actually mine and
Squirt's bedroom with Bobby in tow so I could show them how much
I truly loved them too. But yeah, I dunno, maybe on the basis of
that single kiss from Joni, yeah maybe I had felt a spark of
love.
+++++++++++++++
Friday night, THE Friday night, finally arrived the next night.
And yes in-deedy, Betty's parents had made a true frigging party
out of the occasion, complete with balloons, lightly spiked
punch, party favors and I kid you not, a frigging clown, as in
some old dude in a clown costume who was there to greet us all
the door as we all made our way in and he'd make us balloon
animals and pull a somewhat funny prank or two before doing some
pratfalls and slapstick routines, thinking it was a birthday
party or similar and having apparently no idea it was a
de-virginizing party for "the birthday girl" and the first
meeting of "The Tongue Club" too though the sexy dress, if a
bunch of young pubescent nearly-post-pre-teen to early-teen girls
can actually dress and look and act sexy, could have given it
away.
Betty came down the stairs from her room dressed in a pure white
silk-like dress that fit her like a glove and white shoes and
white purse outfit that was simply stunning. Bobby and JJ, JJ
being the brother of Joe who is Bobby's best friend who had also
incidentally taken my virginity a few months back in a memorial
scene with him and me and Mom and I had been meaning to see JJ
again as in a date if just a fuck-date but had been too busy to
but tonight provided the perfect occasion to get together with
him, just dropped their jaws along with their plastic cups full
of Kool-Aid with a little rum added for flavor to the floor when
they simultaneously saw her. Even our girlfriends oohhhddd and
ahhhhdddd. Time for the clown to leave and no I didn't mean
Shithead Brother Bobby since he was the co-guest of honor and had
to kinda stay.
Patrick, Betty's father made busy with the videocamera as
Christine her mom took bunches of photos with some old 35mm
camera with a self-winding gidget on the bottom of it that made a
loud distracting noise whenever she pressed the shutter button.
Betty made her way down the stairs and walked right over to me,
planting a big kiss on my lips with a "thank you, my very best
friend, for being my very best friend" whispered loud as her Dad
zoomed close in our kiss as I shrugged one shoulder and glanced
at Bobby to come over and join us, his lips finding hers with
mine and we three doing a very adult triple-kiss as his hands
lightly roamed over her stunning dress to feel her up as our
girlfriends, Rosa & Rae & Heidi & Candace nee' Candy, along with
Bobby's best friend JJ came over to create a nice group hug which
Bet's parents almost went ape over trying to capture all of.
"Ready my best friend? Shithead, I mean, Bobby, you ready?" he
smiling now that week-long pout gone. Of course, I had to trade
him a month's work of suck-jobs from me whenever he wanted to get
him to take my best friend's virginity, Commode-Breath thinking
he was some kind of real swinger because he could fuck me and Mom
and Aunts Susan and Mags respectively and others whenever he
wanted and thought Betty "beneath" him somehow though I could
tell the prospect of fucking her and being a charter member of
The Tongue Club was beginning to please him.
"Bobby, I love you" Betty said through a hard open-mouth kiss to
him as I peeled away a little and lead our group upstairs to
Betty's parents' bedroom where everything was to take place.
Bobby smiled back but didn't verbally reply.
Our girlfriends and Bet' and I had agreed on a more or less
script for tonight. As Bobby stood next to Betty, they began
kissing and undressing each other. As they did that, I began
kissing and undressing Rae and Heidi and Candy and encouraging
them undress and start playing with each other as well as me too.
None of them had ever so much as kissed another boy or girl but
had agreed that they really wanted to become full-fledged members
of The Tongue Club so they knew what was expected of them. Well,
Betty and her best friend besides me Rosa had kissed a few times
but they had never gone any further than that.
13-year-old Rosa was probably the prettiest of them all to me
while Heidi at age 14 was the most developed with almost
adult-woman-sized boobs and more hair on her patch than I had
even and was on BC pills as well but had only had actual sex a
few times with one now-ex boyfriend a few months back. Rae hadn't
begun her periods at age twelve even though her breasts had
started developing a few months back and Candy at age eleven had
a nearly flat chest but had been having her periods for over a
year and was having one right then too, my fingers finding her
Tampax Junior string between her legs as I helped her out of her
cut-off tank top and clam diggers and she unfastened my bra and
helped me out of my panties as well as I kissed her, her first
kiss by a boy or girl. JJ in the meantime found a chair off to
one corner and pulled out his cock and began slowly masturbating
to the scenes going on all around him.
In turn, I helped the rest out of what was left of their clothes
and kissed them and felt them up and had them feel me up a little
as I did. I put Rae's mouth to one of my nipples and had her try
to suck on it a bit but her damn braces somehow caught one of the
bumps on that nipple and I yipped from the surprise and pain for
a second as Heidi tried to kiss Rosa and Candy in a three-way
kiss standing near us but they were clumsy and it didn't quite
work. On the bed Bobby was now naked beside an equally naked
Betty, lightly stroking her as he looked in her eyes and smiled
at her as her Dad and Mom scooted around the bed taking video and
photos of what was to be the most momentous moment of their
daughter's and my best friend's life up to that point. Time to
join them.
"Thanks, Sis, for tonight, I mean that, Betty's sweet" he turning
to look at me for a second as I played with his cock a little it
being very hard already and leaned into to suck it as he leaned
over to suck on one her nipples.
"I love you, Bobby" Betty's eyes closing from the nice sensation
of Bobby's attention as he made his way down to her crotch and
opening it up began giving her some head. Before the night was
through, everyone present would give her head as well, we would
all give each other head since that was the core of The Tongue
Club, giving of tongue to any other member who asked for it. I
made my way up to her face and kissed her deeply on the lips as
Bobby spread her legs even wider and scooting between them
prepared to enter her as her Dad and Mom took their positions
closer in.
"I love you, my very best friend" my hand copping a nice feel as
Bobby began his light poke at her vaginal entrance.
"I love you too, and Bobby, too . . . Bobby, I love you . . .
take it . . . take it now" and with that his cock slipped almost
too easily inside her and her virginity was taken as I held her
close in my arms and Bobby leaned up to hug her close to him as
well. Perfect.
A hand touched my shoulder and I moved away for a second so her
Dad could get closer on the bed to them and get some better video
of his daughter's facial ecstasy.
In the corner JJ was still sitting in the chair but was now naked
and still playing with his cock. I motioned to him to come join
us on the bed and within thirty seconds I was flat on my back and
his cock was inside me. Nice. Betty looked over at me just inches
away from her and took my hand in hers as my brother continued to
fuck her and his best friend's brother fucked me as well. We
looked in each other's eyes and smiled and then leaned over for a
nice kiss. Nicer still.
JJ was handsome if he was young. No, he wasn't as good as a lot
of the adult male lovers I had since he first took my virginity
but what he lacked in experience he made up for with sweetness.
Bobby had Betty straddle atop him and then started fucking her
from behind which she complained was hurting her a bit so instead
of stopping like he should he just sped up and tried to come
quicker instead as I know rode atop JJ letting him grope my boobs
and pull on my nipples as he wished. He wasn't a bad lover at
all.
Our girlfriends in the meantime were standing around the bed
watching very intently. Heidi was groping Candy a little but
otherwise they weren't touching or kissing each other much.
Betty's parents continued to bop around the bed like a couple of
monkeys with cameras, capturing what they could of their
daughter's special time.
Bobby finally had his nice come, grabbing and pulling Betty's
waist to him as he fucked her hard from behind like he always did
when he fucked me when I let him, her boobs now being felt by her
second-best-friend Rosa who had climbed up on the bed with us.
And within a couple of minutes I started to feel JJ's come coming
soon so I rolled off and began to suck him off, motioning all the
girls to come over next to me as JJ leaned back on his back on
the bed and I and the girls scooted between his legs and around
him. This was The Tongue Club, after all.
"Now, JJ's about ready to come. Remember our rules: any member
has to suck any other member off who asks for it, and if it's a
guy you have to swallow when he comes and I know JJ wants a suck
from all of us, doncha' JJ?" he nodding his head an eager "yes".
They all managed to get a little taste of his cock before he
spurted and spurted and spurted and I had each one of them lick
some fresh come off his now-limping cock and off of the
miscellaneous splatters from bare flesh on me and them. You
couldn't have wiped the grin off his face with cast-iron frying
pan.
In the bed next to us, Bobby and Betty were now laying together
holding each other, just a' cuddling and making cooing sounds to
each other up a' storm. Cool. They were happy. Time for "The
Initiations".
I had our girlfriends take their turn laying flat on the bed in
front of me as I would give them each some head in turn and then
JJ would do them next. Kinda like a head-only conga line but that
was okay, was necessary. Candy was a little squeamish about being
on her period but I had explained to her and the other girls too
the week before that every girl there was going to have to give
head to every other girl there periods or not as were all the
guys all two of them right now but with more to come guys and
more girls hopefully too so no big deal. None of them seemed to
really enjoy it but hey it was their first time. And none of them
seemed to enjoy giving me head when it was my turn, well, none
except Candy, but they knew "the rules" and did the best they
could with me.
I hadn't noticed that Betty's parents while still both filming
non-stop had somehow both gotten naked in the meantime as well.
Bobby and Betty were now leaned up against the headboard, his arm
around her shoulder as Patrick and Christine made small talk with
them both while their cameras continued to roll. If I hadn't been
in much more bizarre circumstances in events past these past few
months, I would have thought that a tad bit unusual.
I broke ranks and had our girlfriends give Bobby and Betty
sucks, just to make sure all were properly initiated, and then
had the two of them give us all sucks in turn while Bet's parents
filmed their daughter and my brother doing so.
"Heidi, do you want to fuck?" JJ asked.
"No, not tonight, but maybe another night. Would you like another
suck?"
"Yeah, maybe you and Rosa do me a double-suck?"
"Sure."
I scooted around to the other side of my best friend as she
again leaned back against the headboard and put an arm around her
and pulled her close to me and began kissing her and groping her
not as my best friend but as my lover. Bobby soon joined us as
did Rae, the four of us becoming a nice mass of tongues and hands
and boobs and cunts and one cock while Patrick and Christine
finally put their damn cameras down and went downstairs for a
moment returning with snacks and drinks and all for us all.
"A toast to our daughter on this the most special day of her
life, we hope it was as enjoyable for her to do as it was for all
of us present to be a part of" her Dad just not knowing when to
shut the fuck up as we all leaned in as we lay sitting and laying
and lounging on the bed touching cheap plastic cups together in
some sort of mock toasting ritual.
"And from today on, our home is now the official clubhouse for
The Tongue Club" her Mom added as she sat naked next to her
equally naked husband at the edge of our pile, that comment being
pre-planned by Betty and myself and her but our girlfriends not
knowing beforehand it bringing many smiles as she finished "as
long as the festivities don't interfere with Betty's schoolwork,
of course."
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Sunlight coming through the edges of the blinds in Betty's
upstairs window knifed into my eyes, waking me up enough to where
I could see her alarm clock on the nightstand opposite me. 7:04
AM. Shit, seven-o-four in the morning already, shit shit shit.
Harold and Karen were probably already at my house honking for
me. Shit, of all days I didn't mean to oversleep. I peeled myself
away from the arm of Candy laid across my chest and moved Rae's
leg from atop mine and eased past Bobby's cock near my face and
quickly threw on my clothes and darted out of Betty's house and
made the usual five minute walk from hers to mine in less than
two minutes running having forgotten my underwear in the process
but no matter.
Nope, they were a bit late themselves, just pulling in the
driveway as I jogged from around the back of the house to the
front door, Mom usually keeping the backdoor double deadbolted
for safety reasons but the front door usually locked only with
the front door key. I know I had to look very tussled to them, my
hair and clothes a mess.
"Busy night last night, Angel?" Karen being just a bit more than
a bit more sarcastic than usual or necessary as they came in
close behind me up the short front porch stairs with clipboards
and other stuff in hand "if you had sex last night which it looks
like you did more than a few times please go douche yourself,
we'll wait but we need to rush, we're all apparently running
late, let me go find Kate, Harold you help her, we need to rush."
Harold helped me out of my clothes in Mom's bathroom as I found
the one remaining douche in the whole house underneath her
lavatory cabinet and quickly did the squirt-thingy inside me as
Karen came into the bathroom with some clothes some of the ones
she had bought me last month under her arm and fussed at me to
hurry up and get dressed. At least Harold didn't have time to nag
me about getting his customary blow job.
Mom followed us out to the front door and for some reason gave
me a sweet almost motherly peck on the cheek something she seldom
if ever did anymore usually a kiss from her being right on my
lips and quickly signing one more consent form and wishing me
well wishing me to have a good time as she waved to us as Harold
whipped out of our driveway and towards Chapel Hill and UNC
Hospital where I would hopefully be helping some medical students
and some other researchers. The fact that Mom would be getting
$500 cash for my participation and I'd be getting $250 cash for
myself just for the morning's sessions and then another two
hundred but in the form of a check for a sessions that would last
a couple of hours after lunch made giving up my Saturday
worthwhile to us all.
I was lead past the usual part of the main hospital to a
separate wing that didn't seem to have many patient rooms in it
but lots of rooms with lots of equipment in them and some rooms
where I could see all sorts of odd furniture and instrument
set-ups. In one room two other girls had also just arrived with
their escorts, the Suddeths, whom I had met at Dr. Jenkins office
when Harold and Karen and Mom wanted me to undergo those weird
but harmless tests which I evidently had "passed" and which had
now lead to this. At least I knew I would be helping the
education of some medical students and it sounded like fun, too.
One of the two other girls looked to be about eight and the
other one close to sixteen or seventeen. The older one was
pretty. I smiled at her as Harold and Karen left us with the
Suddeths and they began barking orders at us to get undressed and
put on the exam gowns. They weren't nasty about it, just
impatient. The older girl never made direct eye contact with me
even though she could see I was smiling at her and never smiled
back at me. Oh, well.
The large room had three exam tables lined up in a row with
about ten feet of space in between the tables. Carts of exam
instruments were next to them all. The air conditioning poured
cold air on us from above and made us all three shiver a bit
under the thin exam gowns.
Harold and Karen brought a large group of white-exam-coated
medical students in and divided them up into three groups. Harold
took a position next to the eight-year-old, Karen scooted next to
me, and the Suddeths parked themselves over next to the older
girl. One group of the three groups of medical students took
their initial places next to one of the tables where one of us
exam-models had our butts parked on.
"Students, this is Patient Number Two, a white female of thirteen
years of age who has been sexually active for approximately six
months and has been on oral contraceptives for three months."
Wait a damn minute, I'd only been sexually active for three
months while yeah I had been on The Pill for all of those months.
But Harold and Karen had warned me not to speak unless directly
spoken to, so I didn't. As I sat there in the freezing cold of
the chilled hospital air my thin exam gown keeping me cooler not
warmer I could hear similar talks going on with the other two
girls, the young one being named Patient Number One and the older
one Patient Number Three, no names for us today, nope.
"She has come to you complaining of breast tenderness and
breakthrough bleeding between her periods. Let us now proceed
with the moot exams. Remember, your combined scores from all
three Moot Patients will count fifty percent on your pediatric
and adolescent gynecology assessment. Proceed, please."
Harold and Karen on the way over to the college had made me
quickly memorize some sort of script where I was to give series
of set answers to set questions to test the students' knowledge.
As part of their test, they were each in turn to give me a
physical exam, to which I was to respond honestly, not to any
script. This was to try to keep them as honest as they could be
and help Harold and Karen who were teaching doctors in consulting
there truly get a grasp on what the students knew and didn't
know.
One after the other in two groups of ten and one group of twelve
eventually made their way to and through me as Karen kept the
process going as I was interviewed in turn with the set questions
as each gave me a general physical exam, checking my heart, blood
pressure, etcetera, and then giving me a breast exam which I
actually liked most of the time especially from the handful of
handsome male doctors and a couple of the pretty female ones and
then put up with the standard gyno exam and rectal exam as well.
After the second group of doctors-to-be had play-examined but in
a real fashion me I was so sopping wet from all the touching and
such that Karen got some sort of gauze bandages on some sort of
medical long clamps and had to sop out my pussy juices for the
vaginal exams to be able to continue. I really wanted some sex
right then from someone anyone but knew it was impossible. One
female doctor-student winked at me several times, I swear, as she
did her questioning and physical exam of me, her physical
appearance reminding me a lot of Joni except she was a bit
taller. My pussy began to get sore during the last group, the
number of hands of different skill levels doing their manual
gropes on me and their speculum exams inside of me with various
levels of sensitivity and skills. What they didn't know and
weren't told was that I would be grading each of them myself,
that after all was through that I'd sit down with Karen and make
comments about their bedside manners and roughness or gentleness
and such with me and that my input would count at least some
towards their final grade. Serves them right, especially that one
young dude with a bad attitude that hurt my breasts with his
rough exam of them despite my protests for him to be more gentle
and then refused my requests not to treat the speculum he shoved
inside me like a mechanic's tool of Mr. Goodwrench or Mr.
Goodpussy I should say. Hope he failed the fucking course, I do.
The other two girls and the Suddeths and the Jenkins and I all
went to lunch at the Burger King which was located down two
corridors and up one level from where we were at, still inside
the hospital. I tried to talk to the other girls but the older
girl still refused to even look at me and the younger one smiled
at me and told me her name, Gail, and after a few moments of
strained conversation she was only eight the same age as Squirt
over our hamburgers and fries I gave up trying to talk to her.
"Your interview with Nortex is in half an hour" Erin, Mrs.
Suddeth, intoned to me from across the table as she reached for
and found my hand grasping it friendly as she smiled at me "and
after that we'll take you home as planned, or we can do some
other things, depending on how you feel and how tired you are and
what you want to do, if anything, okay?" She was sweet if a bit
shy and standoffish as Mr. Suddeth was as well.
Nortex had a substantial part of the European market for pads
and tampons and was looking to begin making possible inroads to
the US market. As part of their market research, according to
what Harold and Karen had told me to try to get me to sign up for
this study, they had contacted and contracted with four major
university-affiliated teaching-oriented medical colleges of which
UNC was one of to recruit and manage different marketing study
groups for their various sanitary products. They were
particularly interested in young girls like myself who had
recently begun their periods in the past few months to a year and
who because of their young age hadn't developed a brand
preference for pads and tampons and such, according to what
Harold told me. He said their logic was, and millions of dollars
in market research had shown this to be more or less true, is
that a brand preference for pads and tampons begins very early
and is hard to change once a girl grows older and becomes a real
woman. They needed test subjects like me to find out what kind of
protection we did and didn't like. And for two hundred bucks up
front and another fifty a month after that for the two year life
of the study and all the free products of theirs I could use
and/or give away to my friends and relatives as long as I kept a
diary of who I gave free samples to and when, shoot yeah I'd
participate.
"Come in, Amy" the lady in the white coat who looked like a
doctor but spoke like a friendly nurse with a Swedish accent
smiled at me with a calm voice and an easy hand motion as she sat
behind a desk in front of another exam table to one side and
waved at me to come on in as Erin, Mrs. Suddeth kissed me on the
cheek for some reason and reminded me that she and Mr. Suddeth
would take me home later after the interview as she handed some
paperwork to the nice lady, the nice lady continuing "and please
go behind the privacy screen and remove all of your clothing
except for your panties and put on the exam coat, you'll find it
more comfortable than the regular exam coats you're used to, and
come on out and have a seat when you're done."
The exam coat was dark blue and about the length of a long
miniskirt coming down about mid-thigh on me and fastened in the
front with Velcro tabs. Neat. I made my way to the chair in front
of her, Mrs. Vaaren's, desk and plopped my tired fanny down with
a small thud.
"You know why you're here, correct?" she reaching back behind her
desk to open a small refrigerator a couple of feet behind her
chair and pull out two Cokes, one for me and one for herself. I
had just eaten lunch and drunk a big fountain Coke but took the
one she offered me anyway, taking a slow small sip of it.
"Uh-hu, Harold, I mean, Dr. Jenkins and his wife explained
everything to me. You're representing a maker of a line of pads
and tampons that's in Europe but not here right now and you want
to see if your products will be liked by American girls and
women, correct?" she smiling at my reply.
"Uh, yes, that's very correct. But, we also besides feminine
hygiene products also make a complete line of sexual necessities
such as male condoms, douches, lubricants, things like that. But
the study we might want you for involves you trying out our lines
of sanitary products, as Dr. Jenkins explained, for which you
will be compensated. This is a two year study. How does all that
sound to you?" she putting her hands together atop her desk as
she leaned forward a bit.
"Okay I guess . . . I mean, sure, I know all that, that's why I'm
here, I'm here to try to help if I can."
"Good girl; now, please fill out this questionnaire and we'll
proceed from there."
The questionnaire was kinda dumb but not really. It asked what
kinds of pads I normally used (Always Regular, Stayfree Unscented
Pantiliners), what brand and types of tampons (Tampax Juniors and
sometimes Regulars), if I was sexually active, how often I was
sexually active and with whom (yes, I lied like a cheap rug,
mentioned JJ and Betty as my lovers but that was all), how many
girls who were my friends in my age range I had, if my Mom was
still alive and if I lived with her what kind of protection she
normally used, things like that. Then it had several questions
like essay questions on test, asking me to write about my
feelings towards menstruation (no big deal one way or the other,
kind of a turn on sometimes when I was with a female lover or
even male one if they enjoyed period sex), feelings towards
having children (hadn't thought about it, I am only thirteen for
cripe's sake), feelings towards sex (really enjoy it), feelings
towards the kind of sanitary products I currently use (they work
fine and are comfortable most of the time and that's all that
matters to me), my feelings towards the environment (a healthy
environment is good to have), another half dozen more like that.
Almost got writer's cramp, it was like a too-long exam in school
but hey for two hundred bucks why not?
"Your answers look excellent, Amy; you're accepted into the
program if you'd like" Mrs. Vareen looking at my responses
through reading glasses brought down from atop her head.
"Sure, I thought I was already in, but sure, yeah."
"Now, today I'll do an exam on you and then you'll use some
products for me as I watch and take videotape, okay?" she rising
from her chair to come around to me, patting the exam table in a
motion telling me to jump up on it.
She opened my gown the Velcros coming loose easily and began
massaging and playing with my breasts, not like any medical exam
I'd ever had but hey it felt good, she smiling at me as my
nipples became erect.
"Please remove your panties and lay down and feet in the
stirrups, please."
Her fingers played with my pussy lips and clit not like a lover
but not like a doctor, either. Had no idea what was going on but
what the hey. One then two gloved fingers gently probed then
gently frigged me a bit. Actually, her frigging of me felt quite
good. I didn't want her to stop but was afraid to say anything. A
few more pokes inside me and she quit, telling me to please
remove my gown and put my panties back on.
Moving me to one side of the room where two video cameras were
set up on tripods in front of a backdrop of marked squares that
had a couple of carts filled with various Kotex's and Tampax's
and such and a cart full of Nortex products.
"Amy, please show me how you normally use your brands and kinds
of pads and tampons, thank you" as she moved around with me with
a hand-held video camera as the two stationary ones showed what I
was doing on video monitors.
Not knowing exactly what she wanted, I put an Always Regular pad
in panties and then pulled them up for a second, stood before her
as she filmed me and smiled, then dropped my panties enough to
where I took the Always out and put a Stayfree liner in and again
looked at her as she filmed the whole thing.
"I'm not on my period now; how do you want me to do the tampons?"
"Use the jar of Vaseline atop the other cart for lubrication, if
you would be so kind, thank you, Dear-y.
Dropping my panties and folding and placing them on another cart
nearby as I stood now completely naked once again before her, I
unwrapped and dipped the end of a Tampax Junior into the dark
Vaseline and popped it inside me as I propped one leg up on the
chair to one side of the seamless backdrop, stood back up long
enough for her to re-adjust the tripod cameras as she continued
to videotape me with her hand-held one too.
"Remove it now, Mrs. Vareen, was that okay?"
"Yes, excellent, now the Tampax Regular, please, just like you
just did the other one."
I don't know what it was but I was getting more and more
excited. My pussy was still slick a bit from the other lubed
Junior so the Regular just slipped right inside me, easy, as Mrs.
Vareen got a close-up shot of me working it inside me.
"Now, Amy, please go over to the Nortex cart and I want you to
try at least one of each product there."
The regular and maxi pads were kinda funny shaped, wider on one
end than the other but actually felt a little more comfortable
than the Always Regulars I had been using. The pantiliners had
some weird tacky-sticky coating the top of them that felt like
the adhesive strip on the bottom of them a little that I didn't
like. One tampon style was longer and narrower than any I'd ever
seen before, fit easily but made me feel like part of the end at
the string-end was sticking out from inside of me. The second
style of tampon was tiny, almost like a large thimble and I was
afraid if I put it too deep inside me I wouldn't be able to find
it and get it out. Another tampon style was slightly curved and
was without an applicator, and actually went in easiest of all of
either the Tampax or other Nortex tampons for some reason. All
the while she filmed me using them.
"There's a restroom behind the privacy screen if you need to use
it, that's it, you can get dressed now; another short ten minute
survey and you can go home."
I gave her a hug and thanked her as I finished the survey, the
second survey of course asking how I felt about the Nortex
products I had just used, she hugging me back and thanking me for
being such a cooperative test subject as the Suddeths showed up
at the door.
"So, how'd dit' go?" Erin asked me from the backseat of their
Saturn as I sat next to her husband in the front who was driving.
"Oh, fine, actually, it was a lot of fun, both times, though my
pussy was getting a little sore towards the end of all those
exams by those heavy-handed medical students" they both laughing
aloud at that.
"So, wanna eat, or what would you like to do?" he asked as we
made our way through the back residential streets of Chapel Hill
towards Highway 54 and home.
"I dunno. I am hungry. And I am horny. And I get the impression
you two would just love to swing with me, hu? Am I right?"
knowing full well they both had wanted to jump my bones since
that first encounter with them as examiners of me in Dr.
Jenkins's office, she looking at him and him at her as they made
quick eye contact before he took my hand in his and squeezed it
firmly.
"I guess we're busted, then" he sighed.
"Oh, no, it's okay, I like you both, if you want to swing with me
it's cool, I'd like that, but first we eat okay?"
We ate quickly but not hurriedly at Ma Wang's Kitchen, some
Chinese and Japanese cuisine place near the house off of Point
Ferry Road, me scarfing down some moogoo gai pan and
chestnut-roasted chicken and a couple of Japanese dishes I had no
idea what was in but they tasted good and then five minutes later
were at their condo not ten minutes away from the hospital.
We didn't get in the door good before she lip-locked me like we
were long-lost lovers instead of first-time ones as he almost
practically tore at my clothes to get them off of me, me helping
all I could because after all the albeit unintentional sexual
stimulation all day long I was every bit as horny as they were.
We didn't even make it to their bedroom, getting naked right
there in the foyer and then almost rushing to the large couch in
front of the fireplace and just kissing and groping and going at
each other like buzzing hornets in a feverish mating dance.
"Eat my pussy, Angel, now!" Erin barked to me as she lay on the
couch naked her clothes scattered like a tornado had ripped them
off of her as her husband shoved his half-hard cock to her mouth.
"No, you eat -my- pussy, Erin!" I barked back at her as a lay
flat across from her atop the largish couch my legs atop hers for
a moment before she leaned forward to comply with my request, no,
my demand as Preston now made his way up to me to shove his cock
in my face as I began sucking it because hell yeah I wanted that
cock of his and wanted it bad!
"Jesus, what a mouth! Hard to believe you're just thirteen, Amy"
he mumbled as he stood beside my as I lay on the couch his knees
on the edge of it trying to take weight off of his legs as Erin
continued her furious sucking of my clit and eating of my pussy
lapping it like it was an icing bowl and she was trying to get
every last bit of goody out Jesus what a tongue that woman has as
I had one then two then three then many more orgasms from her
tonguing of me. Damn!
"Get down there and move your wife away and fuck me, Big Boy" me
having no clue whatsoever where that "Big Boy" shit just came
from but he did what he was told and rammed his cock inside me as
he lay atop me and kissed me hard as he fucked me harder still
and she now moved around to kiss and play with my breasts and
such. Damn damn damn! This is what swinging was supposed to be
about, is why I enjoyed it so much.
"I got to have some cock, Honey" as she leaned over the back of
the couch and presented her ass to his gaze before he moved off
me and took his place kneeling behind her and just began fucking
his wife for all she was worth as I made my way around to be
closer to them both, groping her tits hard and harder still as I
held them both close to me and without warning he came inside her
and did so with a gusher that sent his jism running down her
thighs that I could feel.
"Gimme some before you go limp" another command barked from
little old me from a place I didn't know I had as he twisted me
around to shove his sopping-wet half-hard but still hard enough
dick squarely and intentionally up my ass as she reached around
to play with my clit and pussy very roughly but I didn't care
because it felt so good and within a couple of minutes I had
another huge orgasm.
We lay on the couch together, cuddling a bit as Preston cut on
the stereo underneath the TV with a handy remote control.
"Damn, guys, and I thought you two were real sticks-in-the-mud,
yeah, more like sticks-in-me" we all three laughing a bit at that
as Erin kissed me and Preston sucked on one of my nipples and I
kissed the top of Erin's head and played with Preston's
now-rising-again cock and all was indeed right with the world at
least it was right with us right then and there and that was all
that mattered right then and there.
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