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Yahoo! SiteBuilder - Free, easy-to-use web site design software http://sitebuilder.yahoo.com <1st attachment, "Angel3.txt" begin> 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. -30- }}} Send comment please, to: planet_dweller@yahoo.com {{{ Please visit my author's archive page at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/PlanetDweller/www <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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