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Taxi : Chapter 3
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Things were slow, even for early on a Monday evening late in the
month, and I was thinking about getting an early start on my days
off when Dispatch called on the radio to tell me that Bob
Dickens, the night manager of a local hotel, wanted me to call
him. I knew the guy pretty well, and rather than just call on the
phone, decided to head on over.

When I got there, he told me "Jim, I've got a problem that maybe
you can help with. I've got a couple of kids that can't pay the
full rate to stay here tonight, but their train home isn't until
tomorrow. If I let them stay anyway, even at some corporate rate,
I'll catch hell from the manager tomorrow; he's a new guy fresh
from the home office, and being pretty hard-ass. I can't think of
anyplace they could stay until they leave tomorrow, and was
hoping YOU had a solution. As long as you've been in this town, I
figure if there's an answer, you'll know about it."

I couldn't help looking at him in confusion when I asked "What do
you mean by 'kids', and why the hell can't they stay at someplace
like the Rescue Mission? Granted, it isn't a hotel or anyplace,
but they'd be someplace reasonably secure."

"Come on, I'll show you." he said, before leading me into his
office.

Then I saw them, and knew what the problem was.

Both were female, and Black. The older of them looked to be maybe
18, and reminded me of Vernee Watson, the Mayors secretary from
that old TV program "Carter Country"; the younger of the two was
obviously related, couldn't have reached 16 yet, and bore an
uncanny resemblance to a young Lisa Bonet. Both looked terrified,
and I could see that they'd been crying. The older of them
probably could have gotten a bed on the Women's side of the
Rescue Mission - but no way in hell were they going to let the
younger in. Normally, someone could spend the night waiting in
the bus or train station - but the ages of these two made that
pretty iffy, even if they WEREN'T female. Bob's place was the
least expensive of the decent hotels in town, so if they couldn't
afford his rates, then sending them anyplace they could afford
was just asking for trouble, given their ages (and quite frankly,
looks).

I asked Bob "What happened? Where the hell are their parents?"

He told me "Look, I've got to get back out front; we've got a
couple busloads of AARPers due any minute now. I'll let them tell
it." before he turned to them and said "Girls, if anybody can
help you, this is the guy that can do it. Tell him what you told
me." before he excused himself to go deal with his retirees.

The older of them was visibly frightened when she told me "I'm
Tania Wilson, and this is my sister Daneesha. I turned 18 a
couple of days after I graduated high school, and my Dad let me
come here as a kind of mixed graduation and birthday present.
Daneesha came with me because she graduated middle school, and so
that being together, we wouldn't get into any trouble - and we
haven't. But we went out and did a lot of shopping, and spent too
much money on clothes and things. Now all we have is our train
tickets home, enough to get to the train station, and a little
more - maybe enough to get something to eat, but that's all. Even
if we skipped eating and walked to catch the train" - it was a
good five miles, something even I wouldn't have wanted to try
with all the stuff I saw piled around them - "we don't have
enough to stay here tonight - and this was the cheapest place we
could find that Daddy would let us stay. And now we can't even
stay here!"

With that, both of them started quietly crying again.

"Why can't you take some of the stuff back to one of the stores
you bought it from?" I asked.

"I thought of that, but because we stayed so late shopping
tonight, all of them are closed now." Tania told me through her
tears. The names on the bags told me they'd done pretty much all
of their shopping downtown, where the stores all closed at 6:00,
and it was already pushing 7:00.

"Why didn't you pay for your room ahead of time, when you got
here?" I asked.

Again, Tania was the one to answer when she said "Mister, this is
the first time I - we - have ever gotten to be away from home
like this. I just didn't think about it then, and we were having
so much fun that I just kept putting it off, and now it's too
late. I know I made a mistake, and I'm ready to pay for it. But I
was supposed to be responsible for both of us, and now Daneesha
has to pay for it, too, and it wasn't her fault, it was mine",
which got her crying even harder.

"You don't know anybody here in town? No family, or friends?
Anybody?"

Both shook their heads, and I started racking my brain to think
of somebody at one of the hotels in town that owed me a favor -
and came up blank. Ditto any kind of alternatives - the bus or
train station, for the reasons already mentioned, or anyplace
else I could think of. I knew that they couldn't just sit in the
lobby of anyplace in town, either; even if the staff allowed it,
the two of them would be hassled all night by cops, if not drunks
and guys trying to pick them up.

I was starting to think that they were seriously screwed when an
idea popped into my head - and promptly got thrown out as being
even more ridiculous than anything else I'd considered.

But it insisted on coming back, and then got my conscience on
it's side, and the two of them promptly commenced to beat the
crap out of my good sense. That's how I ended up telling them "I
can't think of anything but to let the two of you stay at my
place tonight."

Tania promptly looked at me like she thought I was trying to
hustle the two of them into bed, and I waved my hands at her as I
said "No, it's not like that. My couch unfolds into a bed, which
I'd use, and the two of you would stay in my bedroom - which
locks from the inside. You'd have a bathroom to yourselves, and
once you locked yourselves inside, you wouldn't have to come out
until it was time to catch your train home."

Tania still looked pretty uncertain, and I told her "Look, it's
the only thing I can think of that would keep you safe and out of
jail. I'm not real wild about the idea, myself, so if you don't
want to take me up on it, it isn't going to break my heart. The
last thing I need is for somebody to think that I'm trolling for
teenyboppers to take home, for ANY reason. Bob already told you
that you can't stay here, and I'll bet he explained why it would
be a bad idea for you to go anyplace else."

Both nodded that he had, looking a little frightened again, and I
told them "It's up to you. I've told you where you'll stay, and
why you'll be safe. I'm doing this even though everything in my
head is telling me it's a bad idea. If you want to talk it over,
I can step outside."

The two of them turned to look at each other, and did one of
those silent talk things that close family members are good for,
before Tania turned back to me and said "I... I guess we'd better
accept. If it was just me, I'd stay all night at the train
station, but I can't make Daneesha do anything like that."

I nodded, and said "Then the only other thing is to ask if you
have any problems with cats. I've got one at home."

To my surprise, both looked mildly pleased before Daneesha told
me "No, we have a cat at home. Her name is Miss Kitty."

I smiled and told them "Mine is a boy, and his name is
Demosthenes. If you give him half a chance, he'll spend all his
time on your lap, purring at you."

Though still visibly nervous, they still managed a smile at my
description of Demosthenes. I told them "If you'll start getting
your stuff together, I'll tell Bob what's going on."

They stood up as I turned to leave. I found Bob, and told him
what solution I'd come up with. He looked at me in surprise, and
I explained about my couch and the lock on the bedroom door. I
also asked for a favor, which he was willing to grant. Then he
came back to his office with me when I asked him to. With him
present, I told the girls "I asked Bob to come in here so you
know that somebody else knows where you're going, and why. So I'm
telling you again, with Bob here to witness it, that I'm taking
you back to my place, where you'll be sleeping in my bedroom
while I sleep on the bed my couch turns into. My bedroom locks
from the inside, so you don't have to worry about anything
happening to you while you're there. In the morning, I'll drive
you to the station so you can catch your train home. Because I
asked him to, Bob is going to lend you his cell phone, so you'll
be able to call anyone if you need or want to."

With that, Bob reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell
phone and handed it to Tania. He showed her that it was fully
charged, and even had her call the front desk of the hotel so
she'd know it worked. After that, she and Daneesha both looked
considerably more comfortable about leaving with me.

Between the girls and me, we got all their stuff out to my cab in
one trip; they had enough stuff to fill the trunk, and each still
had a not-so-small bag when they got into the back. I call in to
Dispatch to let then know I was done for the evening, and got us
moving.

When we got to my place, both girls were relieved to see that it
was clean and comfortable, if not overly large. Predictably, my
cat Demosthenes was delighted to make a couple of new friends,
and quickly began stropping himself against their ankles until
Daneesha picked him up and started rubbing his ears - getting him
sounding like a Harley with a bad muffler.

I showed the girls the way back to my bedroom, and that it was as
I'd described it to them. I don't know what they expected it to
look like, but I could tell that what they saw wasn't it. After
each had set her bag down, I told them "I'm going to fix myself
some supper. You're welcome to join me, or you can stay in here,
if you want; either is fine with me. I've got sodas in the
fridge, so help yourselves if you get thirsty, or there are
disposable paper cups in the bathroom if you just want water."

They looked at each other before Tania said "Uh, I think both of
us would like something to eat, if it isn't too much trouble."

I just smiled and said "No trouble, at all. I live here by
myself, and I don't cook much, so all I was going to do was
microwave some lasagne. It'll be ready in about half an hour."
before turning and starting for the door with Tania following.
When I got there, I turned back and told her "You've got a TV in
there, so it's up to you whether you and Daneesha stay there, or
come out to the living room. Either is fine with me."

She nodded her understanding, and closed the door behind me; I
didn't stick around long enough to hear if she locked it, or not
- I was hungry, and wanted to get supper started.

When they came out to join me for supper, both girls had changed
clothes, and were wearing dresses that were considerably less
fancy than they'd been wearing when I first saw them at the
hotel. I told them to go ahead and sit down, and brought in the
lasagne I'd heated, along with some garlic bread and salads. When
I asked, I was told that they generally didn't bother with a
prayer before meals, so we just dug in.

They were polite and well-mannered, but the way they were tucking
into the food, I suspected that they'd skipped one meal, and
maybe more, in an effort to save money when they'd realized they
were going to run short.

Demosthenes turned up, and tried every trick he knew to try and
convince someone - anyone - that he was cute and starving, but
when I didn't give him anything, they didn't, either. He finally
went to sit in the doorway with his back toward us, radiating
Ignore waves at us so we'd know we were being snubbed.

After we'd finished eating, both girls got up and Tania insisted
on them taking care of the dishes; not just clearing them from
the table, but washing them, too. My opinion of Tania improved
considerably; she might have screwed up in taking care of the two
of them, but she seemed determined not to be a burden.

I got myself a beer from the fridge and went into the living
room. I started some soft classical music going before I got
myself situated in my chair, and picked up the book I'd planned
to read that night. When the dishes were done, Tania and Daneesha
both came into the living room to look around a bit. Both seemed
surprised at the shelves full of books I had, and it was Daneesha
that asked if I'd actually read all of them. She seemed surprised
when I said that I had, and some of them several times, so I told
her "Books are one of the greatest things people have ever come
up with. They're a way for one person to share what they think or
know or imagine with lots of other people. They don't need
electricity, they're portable, you can read them over and over
again, and you can share them with other people. The things
written in some of those book are what people said thousands of
years ago - even before Bible times. And what those people said
is as true now as it was then. That dress you're wearing was
designed by somebody that read books. You bought it in a store
from somebody that learned how to run a business from books.
People read books to learn how to make it, and it was put
together in a factory designed by people that read books. Odds
are that the farmer the grew the cotton it's made of learned how
to grow ENOUGH cotton from books. They aren't as fancy and sexy
as computers, and they're a bit more trouble than watching TV -
but what you get from them can last you your whole life."

She looked doubtful, and I asked her what her favorite movie was.
She told me, and I got up and went over to the bookshelves,
pulled out one of the books and handed it to her, saying "Here
you go. Here's a book with the story that movie was based on -
it's called 'Hamlet'. The guy who wrote it lived something over
four hundred years ago; his name was William Shakespeare."

She looked at me doubtfully, and I urged her "Go ahead - start
reading it, and see if I'm not right." She looked at the book - a
Collected Works - then me again, before going over to take a seat
at the end of the couch and opening it up.

That got me a grin from Tania before I moved a couple of feet and
selected another book to hand to her: Mark Twain's 'An Innocent
Abroad'. She looked at me in concern, and I just smiled and told
her "Relax - it's actually a fun read. I think you'll find some
of yourself in what he wrote."

She didn't bother giving me any looks, she just took it and
parked herself at the opposite end of the couch from her sister.

I couldn't help grinning to myself; I didn't doubt that they were
basically good kids, just a touch on the spoiled side. Maybe
reading something that showed them the world didn't start with
their appearance in it would help them get their heads on a
little straighter. I went back to where I'd left my book, and
picked it up to start reading again.

The next three hours went by quietly. Demosthenes decided that
Daneesha's lap was THE place to lay while she absently rubbed his
ears; I could hear him purring even where I was sitting. Each of
them got up once to get a soda, and Tania thought to ask if I
wanted anything when she wanted hers, and brought me the soda I
asked for - and smiled when I thanked her.

It was getting a little late when I marked my spot in the book I
was reading and set it aside before telling them "You know what
time your train leaves tomorrow, so I'll leave it up to you if
you want to take those into the bedroom and keep reading. But
it's getting kind of late for an old man like me" - both of them
smiled at my self-description - "and I'm about ready to go to
bed. And just so nobody gets surprised, I usually sleep until
about six o'clock, so if you wait until about six thirty before
you come out, everything should be fine." Even if Daneesha didn't
understand (which I considered doubtful), I knew Tania would know
I was warning them to stay in the bedroom, lest they find me in
some stage of undress.

They knew they were sitting where I was going to be sleeping, and
both got up, using a finger to keep their spot in the books they
were reading. They huddled for a moment to talk to each other
before Tania told me "We better get to bed, too", followed by
them walking over to my bookcases and putting their books back
where I'd gotten them from.

They had another brief whispered conversation before both of them
faced me and Tania said "Mister Ellison, we want to thank you for
helping us - well, taking care of us, really. I know I made a
really big mistake, and you've been a lot nicer about watching
out for us that you had to, and both of us appreciate it - a LOT.
We could have been in real trouble if it wasn't for you, and I
just want you to know that we know it, too."

Daneesha followed her sister by saying "Really, Mister Ellison,
we're glad you were there to take care of us. Thank you."

Then, much to my surprise, both girls came over to gave me a kiss
on the cheek, thanked me again, and wished me good night before
they headed for my bedroom.

After I heard the bedroom door close - they didn't lock it,
indicating a trust I hoped they'd learn to be more careful with -
I got up and unfolded the couch into the not entirely
uncomfortable bed it converted to. I got some sheets and a
blanket for it from the storage areas that the end tables
provided, and soon had it ready to sleep in. I undressed, and
though I normally sleep nude, I figured I'd better keep my shorts
on, just in case. Another minute, and the lights were out and I
was ready to go to sleep - despite Demosthenes routine of laying
on my pillow and wrapping himself around the top of my head, and
then purring loud enough to loosen the fillings in my teeth. He
invariably found someplace else to sleep later, but it was
mandatory for him that he start the night that way.

It was coming up on midnight, and I was still in kind of a
half-sleep when I felt someone slip into bed with me. It took me
a few seconds (I was half-asleep, after all) to realize that it
could only be one of the girls; at which point I somehow
teleported myself as far away from her in the sofa-bed as I could
before exclaiming "Jesus Christ! What the hell do you think
you're doing here!?"

In the semi-darkness, I heard Tania's voice tell me "I think I'm
going to show you how much I appreciate everything you've done
for Daneesha and me tonight. I don't have any money to pay you
the way I'd like to, so I want to give you ME, instead."

"Dammit, Tania, you don't have to do that. This. Whatever. I'm
helping you because I wouldn't be happy with myself if I left the
two of you out there where God-knows-what could happen to you.
You're decent kids that just made a stupid mistake because of how
young and inexperienced you are, and I just can't see letting you
get hammered because of a simple mistake. Now go back to bed - in
the OTHER bed, with your sister."

"Mister Ellison - Jim - you're right that I made a stupid mistake
because of how young I am. But I'm not that young - I'm eighteen,
remember! - and I'm not inexperienced; at least, not in the way I
wanted to show you my appreciation. I'm not a virgin, and haven't
been for a couple of years, so you don't have to worry that
you're going to hurt me. My momma took me to the doctor so I
could get on the Pill, so you're not likely to get me pregnant.
I've only been with a couple of different boys, so I don't expect
I know as much about sex as you do, but I'm willing to try, and
learn. Daneesha's in there, sound asleep, and I closed the door,
so you don't have to worry that she'll hear us. I'm here because
I chose to, not because you did or said anything to make me want
to have sex with you. And after what I did, getting me and
Daneesha in trouble like I did, you can be DAMN sure I'm not
going to tell anybody about all this. You're right, I don't
'have' to do this - but I want to."

While she'd been talking, she'd also been easing herself over
toward me; by the time she finished, I could feel her next to me
- and knew that she was stark naked. I could feel her breasts
touching my back as she put an arm across my body. I took her arm
and moved it off of me, but she just put it right back again, and
scooted even closer.

I tried to fight it, I really did. But it had been a while since
my last girlfriend had moved out, and the feel of her young body
pressing against mine felt real good. And when I started thinking
about what she'd said about there not being any real downside...
well, it was just more than I could take, right then.

With a soft groan, I got myself turned around so I was facing her
- and promptly got kissed in a way that let me know that she was
real sure about wanting to be there with me.

When the kiss ended, I let her push me over onto my back, and she
moved to sit on me, straddling my hips. There was enough light
that I could easily make out her face as she told me "Really,
Jim, it's okay. I want to be with you like this. When you first
said that we could stay with you, I thought you were just trying
to hustle one of us into bed with you. But when you told us about
the lock on the bedroom door, and even had the manager of the
hotel let us borrow his phone, I knew that you really were trying
to watch out for us. And then when we got here, you didn't say or
do anything except be a nice person and let us know that we
didn't have to worry. I know I said I wanted to give myself to
you because we don't have any money to pay you, but that's not
the whole reason I came out here. It isn't even MOST of the
reason. I wanted to come to bed with you because of how you've
treated us, and because of the kind of person you are. After
Daneesha and I got in bed, I couldn't get to sleep; I kept
thinking about why you would let us stay here, and how you were
so careful to SHOW us that we would be safe, and didn't have to
be afraid. I finally realized that you were doing all that
because you cared what happened to us - and I knew, then, that I
wanted to come out here and show you that I care what happens to
you, too."

After she leaned in to kiss me again, she went on "I've only been
with a couple of boys, like I told you, and I haven't done much
in the way of sex stuff. But the way you've been with Daneesha
and me, I think I can trust you to be patient with me and help me
learn - and I do want to learn, 'specially if it's from someone
like you."

Hearing that made me comfortable enough that I was willing to put
my hands on her hips as I told her "Tania, I'm still not real
comfortable with this - you being in my bed, I mean. Okay, you're
eighteen and not a virgin and all that. There isn't a thing in
the world to keep us from trying to hump each other's brains out
- except that you ARE just eighteen, and I'm pushing forty. Even
though you don't know it yet, there's a LOT of difference between
us - more than just the years, but what they MEAN."

She cocked her head slightly, and answered "I know that, Jim.
That's why I wanted to come in here - so that I could learn from
you, like I said. And so you don't have to say it, I expect that
me being Black is part of it, too. Back home, we still sometimes
get looks from people when me and my boyfriend go out someplace
with some of our White friends."

I couldn't help making a noise of disgust before I said "What
color you are isn't what matters to me; it's the fact that you're
so young, and I'm supposed to be watching out for you, not taking
you to bed."

She leaned in to look closely at me, and after a few seconds,
said "You really don't care that I'm Black, do you?"

"Not so as anyone would notice. What matters to me right now is
the fact that you're eighteen, female, and naked in my bed - in
that order."

She smiled and said "And what matters to ME is that you're male,
naked, AND that I'm here on top of you - and all we've done so
far has been kiss a couple of times. I came in here so we could
fuck, not talk to each other all night. I've seen you looking at
them, but you haven't even touched my tits, yet!"

It was hard NOT to look at her tits. Each was the size of half a
grapefruit, sporting an areola about the size of a quarter with a
short nipple about the diameter of a kid's large crayon sticking
out from it. They looked like two mounds of Hershey chocolate
capped with dark chocolate confections, and the more I saw them,
the more I wanted to get my lips on them. So when she
'complained' that I hadn't touched them, I corrected that
oversight by sliding my hands along her body until I was cupping
them in my hands - and then mentally kicked myself for not doing
it sooner. They were smooth and warm, and when I gently squeezed
them, amazingly firm beneath their outer softness. I ran my
thumbs over her nipples and watched them grow a little, and get
harder under my touch.

Tania put her hands on mine, and released a small, soft moan,
letting me know that she liked what I was doing. While my hands
and fingers were busy on her mammaries, my eyes were taking in
the rest of her - from her slender and graceful neck, to her trim
waist and hips, to the long, slender thighs that were bracketing
the narrow wedge of dark pubic hair I could see at their apex.
Her skin was dark and velvety, with nothing to mar its soft
perfection.

After a few moments of my playing with her tits, Tania took her
hands off mine and reached down to begin touching with MY chest;
I figured I was getting the better deal.

We continued touching each other that way for a couple of minutes
before I decided that just touching wasn't enough. She resisted
my first attempt to guide her off of me, but when I told her "If
you'll lie down, we can do more", she was agreeable. When she was
on her back next to me, I rolled onto my side and kissed her as I
got my hand on her lovely mounds again.

Our kisses were initially soft and gentle and affectionate, but
as both of us got more comfortable and relaxed, they grew in both
duration and intensity. I was determined not to 'push' her (that
being the sole contribution my conscience could make), but I was
certainly ready to respond in kind to anything SHE wanted. So
when I felt her tongue briefly touch my lips, I was more than
willing to return the gesture; it wasn't long before our tongues
were dancing and dueling in each others mouths.

As they did, I slowly began moving my hand down her body, giving
her plenty of time to let me know if she had any objections. I
knew she didn't when I felt her open her legs, and the intensity
of her kisses increase.

Of course, my hand first came in contact with the dark wedge of
her pubic hair, and I spent a little time investigating it -
comprised of a million-and-one short, curly hairs, it was thick
and soft at the same time. I don't know if she trimmed it, or
not; if she did, I doubt that she had to do much. When I'd
satisfied my curiosity about her bush, I eased my hand between
her thighs and easily found the core of her young womanhood. Her
vaginal lips were small and slightly thick, but soft and smooth;
between them, she was already fairly wet in her arousal. My
fingertip followed her cleft upward, where I found her clitoris
was already starting to make an appearance out from under its
hood. Using the oils that I already had on it, I began gently
caressing and rubbing the small nubbin I'd found, which
dramatically increased her pleasure and excitement as she tried
to open her thighs for me even more.

When our next kiss ended, I moved my head down so that I could
begin sucking on the dark pebbles of her nipples as I continued
to use my hand and fingers between her legs. She was arching her
hips up in response to my touch, and I'd gotten both of her
nipples to full rubbery erectness when she told me "I... I want
to do something for you, too. I... I want to suck your cock."

I lifted my head from her breast and held my hand still on her
mons as I told her "Tania, you don't have to do that, if you
don't want, or you've never done it before."

She informed me "I do want to do it. I've done it for my
boyfriends before, a few times; I just don't like it when they
squirt in my mouth without telling me."

"If you're sure you want to, then I'll be sure and say something
before that happens, okay?"

She gave me a pleased smile, and reached down to pull my hand
from between her legs so she could sit up. She pivoted on her
butt and proceeded to slide my briefs down my legs after I lifted
my hips so she could get them that far. Then she stretched out
again, putting her head even with my semi-erect cock. She nudged
my hip to let me know she wanted me to lie on my back, and when I
had, she unhesitatingly reached out to take me in her hand. A few
moments later, and she had the head between her lips, and was
softly licking it with the tip of her tongue. From what she did,
and how she did it, over the next minute or so, I knew that she
really didn't have much experience giving head - and was probably
still worried that I would cum in her mouth, despite my
assurances.

But rather than try to talk her through it, and probably sound
like I was just after my own pleasure, I decided to see if I
couldn't give her a little motivation. I reached over and began
gently pressing against the inside of one of her legs; after a
moment, she realized I wanted her to move it, and she did - only
to be confused when I did it again. After a couple cycles of
that, she released my cock from her mouth and turned her head to
look back at me before asking "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to put this leg" - I softly caressed it to let her
know which one - "on the other side of my head."

She looked confused for a moment, then realized the position
she'd be in if she did what I asked - and what I wanted to do.
She hesitantly told me "Nobody ever, uh, did that to me before.
Black men, that's just something almost none of them do. I don't
know..."

I interrupted her to say "Then I think it's about time you found
out what you've been missing. Don't worry, I like doing it, and
there isn't going to be anything about you that's weird or
anything."

I could see on her face as her doubts and curiosity duked it out;
curiosity won, and she slowly moved her leg as I wanted, leaving
her body on top of mine with her knees on each side of my head.
When she took my cock in her mouth again, I could tell that she
was still more than a little nervous.

While I was tempted to look at her for a few moments, I knew that
would only make her even MORE apprehensive. So I just lifted my
head and softly kissed her clitoris, which was peeking out at me,
before extending my tongue and running it between her pussy lips
- and getting a good taste of her juices in the process. They
were fresh, and light, and slightly musky - and delicious. I
didn't hesitate to do it again. She'd frozen over me when I'd
first tasted her essence, but after I'd done it a few more times,
she relaxed again, realizing that I really DID like what I was
doing.

A couple of minutes more, and she was starting to respond to my
efforts: licking and sucking on her labia, pressing my tongue
against her opening, happily licking up her oils as they
appeared, and best of all, the way I was teasing and toying with
her clitoris. And the things that I was doing to her inspired her
to try and reciprocate, as best she could. She already knew how
not to hurt me, but as she got more and more aroused, she went
from not hurting me to actively trying to please me. She had me
fully erect and was enthusiastically bobbing her head on my cock
when I finally pulled my head back from her crotch.

After a few seconds, she stopped and released me from her lips to
ask "Is something wrong? That felt good!", the pleasure in her
voice letting me know that she'd changed her mind about having
someone eating her pussy.

"No, nothing's wrong. You're making me feel REAL good, is all,
and I told you that I'd say something before I cum - squirt. You
said that you don't like it when your boyfriends do that in your
mouth. So if you want, we can have sex now."

That was all she needed to hear, and she quickly - and carefully
- moved herself off of me to sit by my hip before asking "How...
how do you want to do it?"

"How do you WANT me to do it?" I asked in return.

"I want you on top of me, so I can see you, and so we can kiss
and everything."

I sat up, too, and took her into my arms and kissed her before
saying "Then that's how we'll do it. I'd like us to be able to do
all that, too", pleasing her.

It was only a few moments before she was lying on her back, knees
pulled up and legs spread as I got myself positioned between
them. Though she looked a little nervous, I could also see that
she was eagerly anticipating having me inside her.

I reached down and slid the head of my cock up and down between
her labia a couple of times to wet it with her oils before
positioning it against the entrance to her vagina. I started to
press myself into her; but when I felt her tense up, I
immediately backed off. She looked up at me and asked "Did I do
something wrong?"

"No, I thought I was. When I started, I felt you tighten up, so I
stopped so I didn't hurt you."

She looked at me in bafflement for a few seconds before she
brightened up and said "The guys I've been with, well, they
always just try to push themselves in, and it usually doesn't
feel good at first, so I kind of tense up because I'm afraid
it'll hurt."

"Tania, I'm really sorry to hear that - but I'm not those guys.
I'm going to go slow, and take my time, just so I don't hurt you.
You said you wanted to learn from me, so let me teach you what
you should EXPECT from a guy, okay?"

She smiled, and nodded, and I could feel her relax a bit under
me.

When I tried again, she got tense again, but when I backed off a
little and waited, she realized that I wasn't going to hurt her,
and settled down again fairly quickly.

The next try went better, and she stayed relaxed until the head
of my dick slipped through the tight ring of her opening. She
clamped down again almost immediately - but I'd already stopped,
which she realized a second later. She gave me an embarrassed
grin, and I just told her "It's okay, Tania. If you already knew,
I wouldn't have to teach, right?"

She nodded, and I felt her relax even more, and slowly pressed
myself into her again. I could still feel that she was a bit
tense, so as soon as I felt even a little bit of 'drag', I
stopped again. She looked up at me, a little surprised, and I
told her "I said I was going to go slow, and take my time so I
don't hurt you, and that's what I'm doing. It takes a little time
to get my penis wet with the lubrication you make inside. So what
I'm doing is getting myself covered with your juices a little bit
at a time, instead of all at once like the guys you know do. It's
a lot easier and more comfortable for you, and gives you a little
more time to get used to having me inside you."

She nodded her understanding, and didn't seem surprised when I
slid myself back and forth a few times to help spread her juices
around a bit before pressing into her again. She was a lot more
relaxed when I stopped the next time.

Soon enough, I was completely inside her warm, wet channel. When
she felt my pelvis pressing against hers, she looked up at me
again in delight and said "THAT was a lot nicer and easier than
I've ever had before."

I lowered my head to kiss her before answering "See? An old fart
like me does know a few things, after all."

She grinned at me and said "I don't think you're that old. And I
think you know a LOT more than you let on. But what we're really
here for is this", emphasized by clenching her pussy around my
cock.

It was a reminder that I really didn't need, but since she seemed
so interested, I figured I'd go ahead and get things started.

I eased myself back out of her until I felt the ring of her
opening clenched behind the head, then slowly pressed myself back
into her in a single slow thrust - which was accompanied by her
soft moan of pleasure. She demonstrated how limber she was by
locking her ankles behind my back and opening her thighs so that
I could enter her deeper and easier. When I repeated my previous
action, I found that I could slip into her that last fraction of
an inch - which had my pubic bone pressing against hers.

She was warm and wet inside, and tighter than I'd expected, so I
wanted to take things easy and enjoy the time I had with her. I
got into a rhythm of pistoning in and out of her that she seemed
to like - it wasn't long at all before the expression on her face
and the small, soft sounds she was making let me know that I was
pleasing her. She was only a couple of inches shorter than me, so
I was also able to get my lips around her marvelous nipples and
suck on them for all-too-brief periods. In the times in between,
the two of us would simply look into each other's eyes, or kiss -
not just on the lips, but each other's faces, and shoulders, and
anyplace else we could reach.

I'd lowered my body to rest on my elbows and was firmly thrusting
into her with about half my dick while I softly nibbled her
earlobe when she had an orgasm. I felt her freeze under me for a
second before her pussy tightened around my cock. She didn't get
so tight that I had any trouble moving in her, but it sure as
hell made it a WHOLE lot more stimulating for me. She stuffed a
fist into her mouth and managed to muffle what I'm sure would
have been a pretty loud noise as her body - and pussy! - started
going through a series of spasms that had her gasping for air
between the waves of pleasure that enveloped her. She'd gone
through a couple of cycles of release when I raised myself up to
support my weight on my hands and arms; she was gasping and
panting so hard that I thought I'd better give her as much
'breathing room' as I could. I couldn't see trying to explain to
the cops that she'd suffocated during an orgasm while I was
fucking her.

It wasn't much longer before her climax started to taper off; I
decided to just hold myself still in her for a bit, since I was
starting to get a little tired.

So I was watching her when she had recovered enough to open her
eyes and look up at me. It took her a second to recognize who I
was, but when she did, she raised her body off the bed and threw
her arms around me, hugging me fiercely before she started crying
into my chest. That had her lifted completely off the bed, and I
was just barely able to get myself lowered so that most of her
weight was back on the bed before she stopped crying long enough
to give me a passionate kiss on the lips and say "Oh, dear god,
that was wonderful! The best I've ever had with a boy before was
just a little orgasm, maybe, before he shot off in me. That was
as good as anything I ever gave myself!" - and immediately looked
terminally mortified at having admitted that she masturbated.

I couldn't help grinning before I told her "Don't worry about it,
Tania. Everybody does it, even if they won't admit to it. It
isn't going to make you blind, and it doesn't mean you're sick or
perverted. It just means you've got perfectly normal, perfectly
healthy physical desires, and you know how to satisfy them. It's
no big deal, okay?"

I thought I saw her face darken, and it took me a few moments to
realize that I'd probably just seen her blush - and couldn't keep
my mind from wandering off for a bit to think about other things
I'd never considered about being Black.

When she unlocked her arms from around me, that put the rest of
her weight on the bed, and changed our positions slightly -
enough for her to realize that I was still hard and inside her.
Her eyes got positively huge before she asked "Didn't you...? Did
I do something wrong?"

I grinned again, and answered "No, I didn't climax, and no, you
didn't do anything wrong. You're doing just fine, in fact. I'm
older, and I've learned how not to climax if I don't want; I like
what we're doing, and thought maybe you'd want to keep going,
since YOU seem to be enjoying it, too."

That made her blush (?) again before she got a delighted look on
her face and said "Yeah, I AM enjoying it, and I DO want to keep
going."

"The only thing is, I'm getting a little tired - remember, I'm an
old man, and don't have as much energy as you kids - so if you
want to keep going, you're going to have to do the work for a
while."

She'd released a snort of derision at my self-description, and
when I was done, she told me "You've done given me one orgasm,
and you've got enough control that you didn't squirt in me so we
can do this some more. You ain't old, you're mature - and I mean
that in the nicest way possible. You've done more to make me
happy tonight than any of the BOYS that I've been out with have.
So if you need some rest after all that, I'll be damn glad to do
the 'work'!" before pulling me into a kiss that damn near turned
incendiary.

When it was over, I told her "If you'll help, we can get switched
around without me having to pull out of you" - and couldn't help
but smile at her enthusiastic "I'm for that!"

She readily cooperated in getting ourselves situated, and
released a soft sound of delight when I got us rolled over so
that she was on top of me. A little minor adjustment of her legs,
and she was ready to go - and did. She started out simply rocking
her hips back and forth, sliding herself on and off maybe a
quarter of my length as I reached up and started caressing and
gently squeezing her breasts, and teasing her nipples to see how
long and hard I could get them. After a couple of minutes, she
leaned forward to put her hands on my chest to support and brace
herself as she started experimenting with how she could move
herself on me, and what it felt like to her. She finally settled
on simply bounding herself up and down on my cock, and that felt
pretty darn good for BOTH of us.

But even her youthful energy had its limits, and she eventually
got tired enough that she was willing to simply sit on my 'lap'
and rock herself back and forth again - until she discovered that
if she shifted her position slightly, she could apply pressure to
her clit as she moved. Once she got started on that, it was
pretty much the end of it: over the next few minutes, her
movements gradually got faster and faster as she got more and
more aroused. The way she was shifting around my cock, and the
frequent clenching of her pussy caused by her motions, were doing
a pretty good job of getting ME closer to having a climax, too.

Unsurprisingly, she finally found the release she sought: she
again froze in place for a second before I felt her tighten
around me. I was relieved to see her push her fist in her mouth
again before crying out around it as she started her second
orgasm of the night - one that was even more powerful than the
first, judging from the way she felt around me.

I hadn't been far from cumming when she slipped over into her
climax, and the feeling of her wet vagina clenching around me
even harder than it had the first time was enough to get ME
started, too. I grabbed her by the hips and tried to push myself
as far inside her as I could as I felt my cock tighten in
preparation for filling her with my cum.

There isn't a doubt in my mind that she could feel it when the
first spray of my semen erupted in her: her eyes suddenly flew
open, and she pressed herself down onto me with a deep groan
before she was overwhelmed by the next cycle of her release - one
that was more powerful than the one before.

She continued pushing herself down, I tried to see if I could get
enough of my cock in her to spray her tonsils as I emptied myself
into her warm, clasping insides. I didn't get that far inside
her, but it certainly wasn't from lack of trying or unwillingness
- by EITHER of us.

By the time her orgasm ended, I had recovered enough to help
guide her to lie on top of me so I could put my arms around her
while she got her senses back. Several minutes went by with her
head was on my chest; she was panting softly when she told me
"Dear, sweet Jesus! I didn't think it could GET any better than
last time, but damned if that wasn't the best I ever had!"

I kissed the top of her head and began slowly caressing her back
before I replied "It felt pretty good to me, too."

She raised her head far enough to turn and look at me before she
said "I know! I could feel it when you started squirting in me,
and that just made it even better!"

I gently pushed her head back down and answered "I could tell.
You felt different inside after I started cumming."

With a note of awe in her voice, she softly said "I could feel
you, and then you could feel me. Can it always be like that?
So... I don't know... intense?"

I expanded my touch to include the firm mounds of her ass -
making her shudder slightly - before I answered "I don't know of
any reason it can't. If you and the other person both want to
make each other feel as good as possible, I don't see why not."

"That's all there is to it? Wanting to make the other person feel
good?"

"Pretty much. I like what we're doing, and YOU sure seem to, so
we're both trying to make the other person happy."

She lay there quietly for a few seconds before she told me "Now I
understand why I didn't like being with my boyfriends as much as
I've liked being with you. They just wanted to get inside me and
hump me until they squirted; they didn't much care how I felt
about it. But you've been patient, like I wanted you to, and
you've actually cared about making ME feel good. I think I
learned more about sex than I thought I would, being with you
tonight."

I quit playing with her ass, and gave her a hug before simply
holding her in my arms, my semi-erect cock still inside her. Her
vagina was having occasional twitches and tremors that were
dramatically interfering with the softening of my cock, and both
of us were perfectly content to just lay there for a while.

Then a voice in the dark said "I want to fuck him, too!", and
damn near gave me heart failure.

I had been so focused on Tania that I couldn't imagine who it was
until I heard her exclaim "Daneesha!"

I barely had time to think "Oh, shit!" before the lamp at the end
of the couch came on - revealing that not only were Tania and I
both nude, but the position we were in, including the fact that
my cock was still inside her.

It also revealed that Daneesha was standing there stark naked,
too.

I couldn't help but look at her - and even as young as she was, I
could see that she was most definitely female, and more than
passably sexy. Her skin was a couple shades lighter than Tania's
- more of a coffee-with-cream color. Her tits were smaller, too;
perhaps the size of half a tangerine, capped with dark brown
areolas that were roughly half an inch across, with nipples the
size of a pencil eraser sticking out of them. Her waist and hips
weren't as curved as her sister, but there was still a
distinctively female shape to her. Her legs were long and
slender, and at the base of her belly, she had a patch of pubic
hair that wasn't as large or thick as her sisters. But despite
the lack of development she exhibited, I could still tell that
she was going to grow into a real knockout; it was plain to see
that she had a damn good start on it already.

As I willed my heart into something approximating a regular beat
again, I heard Tania demand "Daneesha, what are you doing here?
Why aren't you in bed, asleep?"

"I had a bad dream, and when I woke up, you weren't there. I
thought you were in the bathroom, but when you didn't come out
after a while, I went to look for you. You weren't there, and I
thought I heard noises out here. I came out, and I could see you
were naked and sitting on Mister Ellison, and bouncing up and
down. I didn't know what you were doing for a minute, then I
realized you were fucking, so I stayed and watched - and I got
really excited, so I took off my nightgown so I could touch
myself easier. After you were done, I heard what you said to each
other, and now I want to fuck him, too."

"What do you know about it? You only turned fifteen last month,
and I was almost seventeen before I started!" Tania demanded.

I could hear the tone of abused patience in Daneesha's voice as
she informed her sister "Remember the party Momma and Daddy said
I could have in the basement the same night you went to your
graduation party? Well, they were so worried about you that they
completely forgot about us. We had the lights real low, and me
and Jamal, we were kissing and touching and everything, and I
decided that I wanted to find out what sex was like. My period
wasn't going to start for a couple days, so I knew I couldn't get
pregnant, so I let Jamal fuck me. It hurt a little at first, but
then it started feeling okay - but he squirted in me after just a
minute. I was going to let him do it some more, but Shania said
she thought she heard somebody on the stairs, and I just pulled
my panties back on real quick. By the time we figured out that
she just heard a noise, it was time for everyone to go home. The
next time Momma washed clothes, she found my panties and saw the
blood and Jamal's stuff. She asked me about it, and I told her
what happened. She told me not to say anything to Daddy, and took
me to the doctor's a week later. He said I wasn't hurt, and Momma
had him inject these little sticks under my skin; they're some
kind of birth control, and even though you have to look real
careful to find them, Momma had the doctor put them where Daddy
wouldn't see. She told me that if Daddy found out I was having
sex so young, he'd probably have a heart attack, or go crazy. I
don't think he would, but I understood what she meant."

I could tell that Tania was almost as stunned as I was to learn
that her sister had already had sex. More than just the once,
since Daneesha went on to say "After I got those sticks from the
doctor, I knew I couldn't get pregnant, so I let Jamal fuck me a
few more times. It didn't hurt, but he kept squirting in me
before I really start feeling good from it, so I don't let him do
it any more. I was thinking that maybe one of the older boys at
school would do it better, but I heard what you said about your
boyfriends, and Mister Ellison, so I won't bother with them - I
want HIM to fuck me, so I know what it's supposed to feel like."

Tania told her sister "Daneesha, you can't just come in here and
tell us you want him to have sex with you. Even if you're not a
virgin and you're on birth control, you're still only fifteen. If
he had sex with you, it would be against the law, and he could go
to jail or even prison. He's a full-grown man, so he's bigger
than a boy Jamal's age; even if he DID have sex with you, he
might hurt you inside. I'm bigger than you, and he even filled ME
up. And besides all the rest, just coming in here and saying you
want him to fuck you isn't how you get someone to like you enough
to WANT to have sex with you. You listened to me and him talking
afterwards, but you didn't hear us BEFORE. I'm old enough that he
wouldn't get into trouble with me like he would you, and I still
had to convince him to even think about it. What can you say that
would make him WANT to have sex with you, as young as you are,
and after you came in here like that? You admitted you spied on
us, you like to have scared the crap out of both of us, and then
you sound like you're DEMANDING he have sex with you. After all
that, why should he? And don't be thinking you can threaten us
with Momma or Daddy, either! He's been too nice to BOTH of us,
and if I have to tell Daddy that I made a mistake and didn't take
care of our hotel room like I should have, then I will, if it
keeps Jim out of trouble."

The idea that Daneesha might say something that would get Tania
or me in trouble was something that I'd already thought of, and
was worried about. But I had to figure Tania knew her sister -
sex life excluded - well enough to short-circuit any ideas
Daneesha might have about using threats as a bargaining tool.

From the expression on Daneesha's face, I knew she'd been
thinking of doing what Tania had just told her not to - and that
Tania's apparent willingness to 'come clean' with their parents
had done exactly what it was meant to: cut her off at the knees.
Tania could see it, too, and told her sister "That's what I
expected. Now, go on over there and sit down where you can't
listen while I talk to Jim. And maybe you should think about what
I just told you, while you're there!"

Daneesha looked like she was going to start crying any moment,
but did as she was told, taking the chair farthest from where
Tania and I were still (barely) coupled on the bed.

Keeping our heads turned away from where Daneesha was sitting,
Tania and I spent the next few minutes trying to figure out what
to do about Daneesha. It finally got down to the point where
Tania told me "Jim, I wish to hell none of this had ever
happened. As good as you've made me feel tonight, I'd still give
it all up if it meant that you didn't have to worry about my damn
little sister getting you into some kind of trouble."

"Tania, it's done, and there's nothing that can change it. The
thing to do now is figure out what's next. I hate to say this,
but she isn't my sister, and I've got no idea what to say or do -
which means that it's going to have to be up to you. I'll answer
any question I can; and I'm ready to back you up, whatever you
decide - but it's still your decision. I'm sorry."

She shook her head, and told me "No, don't be sorry - you're
exactly right. Right now, I wish she wasn't my sister, either,
but she is, and I have to figure something out. Except I don't
have the faintest idea of where to start."

"If it helps any, try to figure out what you think the most basic
problem is, and see if you can find a solution to THAT. Then you
can try to find ways to adjust it to work with the rest." I
offered.

She managed to give me a small smile, and I just held her for the
next few minutes as she thought about what was needed. By
unspoken agreement, both of us were careful not to move our
bodies any more than necessary; neither of us figured that trying
to deal with the Daneesha problem while my cum was running out of
Tania would help our case any. I felt her head give a little
shake, and then a few seconds later, she asked "Jim, would you
have sex with my sister - the way you had sex with me - so that
she WON'T want to sleep around, trying to find a guy that'll make
her feel good, when there aren't any?"

The question was so unexpected, and so off-the-wall, that all I
could do was blink at her a few times before asking "Am I
understanding correctly that now you want me to fuck your
sister?"

She seemed to realize the problem I was having, and said "The
basic problem is that she's already started having sex, and isn't
happy with it yet. You heard her: Jamal wasn't any good, and she
was going to try some of the older guys at school to see if they
could make it nice for her. I don't doubt for a minute that
she'll do exactly that, either - and unless she's real damn
lucky, she isn't going to find one that can do what she wants; so
she's going to keep trying until everybody in school thinks she's
a slut, or until our Dad finds out. On the other hand, if she
does find someone that can make her happy, then maybe - maybe! -
she'll realize that it's only special if SHE makes it that way,
and she'll decide not to let just anybody between her legs, and
choose to wait until she finds a guy that deserves her. But the
only way it'll work is if she's with that special person just the
one time, and then no more after that, so she doesn't keep
running off to get fucked every chance she gets. In other words,
she has to get laid once well enough to make her not want to
settle for anything less - at least, not until she's old enough
to understand what she wants, and how to get it. I'm thinking
that if you make her feel as good as you've made ME feel, then I
can convince her not to sleep around. She told us that Jamal
didn't do anything for her, and you heard her say she listened to
us talking, so I can make sure she understands that younger guys
- ones even CLOSE to her age, that even might be interested in
her - won't be able to make her feel as good as you. I'm thinking
that once she finds out how good sex can be, she won't settle for
just fucking, with somebody like Jamal. You having good sex with
her now, once, will keep her from having lots of bad sex with a
bunch of guys in the future."

Even after she explained herself, and what she expected would
happen, it still took me several seconds to understand that she
was actually serious. But I thought about what she'd said, and
ran through her explanation several times in my mind; I had to
admit that if her premises were correct, and she was right about
what Daneesha would do, then her conclusion seemed plausible. The
only real problem I had with it, in fact, was the fact that I was
the one that was not only supposed to have sex with a
fifteen-year-old girl, but make it pleasant enough for her that
she'd want to forsake all other males until she reached the age
of majority - a proposition that seemed fairly remote, to me. I
was confident that I was a reasonably good lover in bed; but that
good?

I expressed my concerns to Tania, and she just smiled and said
"She hasn't had any better of a time with guys than I have; maybe
even worse. I'd bet cash money that if you did her the same way
you did me, that would be all she'd need. I only see two real
problems. The first is that she's only fifteen, and you could get
into trouble if she got it into her head to tell anyone. But
there are two things that make me believe that would never
happen: I don't doubt that if you made her as happy as you made
me, she'd never want anything to happen to you because of it; and
the second is that even if she DID say anything about it, I'd
swear on a stack of Bibles that you never even touched either one
of us. She's gotten into trouble enough times that if it came
down to my word against hers, people would believe me, not her.
The other problem is that she only knows about having a guy
inside her - fucking. I don't know how willing she'd be about
doing any of the other stuff that you and I did - like using our
mouths on each other. But I'm positive that if I showed her that
I was willing to do that stuff, she'd want to be 'grown up' and
try it, too. I don't doubt she'd like what YOU do, and as long as
you didn't squirt in her mouth, I don't think she'd really mind
the other; she might not like it, but I don't think she'd
actually DISlike it, either. So I think the only real question is
whether or not you think you'd like to hump my little sister." -
the last followed by a wry grin.

I still had to face the question of whether or not I wanted to
take the chance of boffing a fifteen year old girl. Sure, she was
cute, and sexy as hell - but still only fifteen. Tania seemed to
understand that I still had to think about it, and waited the
couple of minutes it took me to work things out in my mind.

I finally got things settled, and told her "I'm not real wild
about the idea, but if you think that having sex with me would
help her, I'm willing to at least try. I expect you know that
I've got my ass hanging out by a country mile with this, but
you've been willing to trust me, so I'm going to trust you."

Tania gave me a smile of reassurance before she told me "You'll
see - it'll be okay. I'm going to talk to her first, okay?"

I nodded, and both of us turn our heads to look over to where
Daneesha was sitting. I could see that she looked fairly
miserable, and thought that the talk she'd gotten might have done
some good.

Tania spoke Daneesha's name to get her attention, and then said
"Jim and I have made our decisions, but I want to hear if you've
got anything to say for yourself first."

Daneesha got up from the chair she was sitting in and came over
to tell us "I'm really sorry for spying on you. I hate it when
other people do it to me, and I know I shouldn't have done it.
And I shouldn't have surprised you the way I did, and started
just demanding things. Mister Ellison was real nice about letting
us stay here so we'd be safe, and feeding us and everything, and
acting the way I did wasn't the way to show him how much I
appreciate what he's done - and I DO appreciate it! I really do
want to find out what having sex should be like, but being a brat
isn't the way to get someone to do something nice for me, and I'm
sorry I acted that way; I really am. Tania, you've never been
mean to me like the way so many of my friends sisters are toward
them, and I know that being with Mister Ellison made you feel
good, and happy, and it wasn't right for me to even THINK about
saying I'd tell Momma and Daddy about what you did here after
you've been so nice to me, and tried to take care of me. You
didn't even fuss when Daddy said you could only come here if I
was with you; you just helped me pick out what stuff I needed to
bring, and even asked me what kind of things I wanted to do while
we were here. Sometimes, I feel like I'm all grown up and can do
things for myself, but other times, I feel like I'm still a
little kid, and act like it. I know I've been a stinker, and
acted like a spoiled brat, and I'm so sorry!" By the time she
finished, Daneesha was crying - hard; and even I could tell that
they were tears of sorrow and shame.

Tania gave me a look that let me know she believed her sister,
and I nodded my agreement before she turned back to Daneesha and
said "I'm glad you realized that you WERE being a spoiled brat,
and what you did was wrong. I know you get tired of hearing it,
but you're only fifteen, and you're not as grown up as you want
to believe sometimes. I'm only three years older than you, and I
promise you, there are times that I'm amazed at how much
difference those three years makes. I know it's hard, and it
seems like it's going to take forever, but just try to BE as
grown up as you think you are."

Daneesha was crying even harder, but managed to nod her head in
understanding of what Tania was telling her.

Tania looked at me, seemed to consider something, then looked at
Daneesha again before saying "Even after you acted the way you
did, I still love you. We talked about what you said, and I told
Jim what I know about you so he could try to make the right
decision for HIM. Daneesha, if you keep trying to find guys that
will make you feel good when you fuck, you aren't going to find
one. All that's going to happen is that you'll let too many guys
between your legs, and everyone will say you're a slut or a
whore. The guys even CLOSE to your age are too selfish and stupid
to know that they don't know anything: all you're going to find
is older and bigger Jamals. You heard me - even my boyfriends, MY
age! - aren't any better than you told us Jamal was. Anybody old
enough to actually know anything about how to make you feel good
isn't going to want to be with you because of how young you are,
and the trouble they could get into. Besides, if you start
letting guys fuck you all the time, what's should anyone want to
risk jail for a fifteen year old that'll let just about anybody
stick their cock in her? Who's going to want to have sex with a
girl that has a wore out old pussy, and maybe a bunch of
diseases, before she's even out of high school? The more guys you
fuck, the less ANY of them is going to want you for anything
besides a place to stick his cock. Is that what you want? Because
if you don't learn that sex is supposed to be something special,
and act like it, then that's how things are going to turn out for
you. I thought that being with my boyfriends was something
special, but I learned tonight that it wasn't. Jim showed me what
it means to be with someone that actually cares about me. When we
get home, I'm not going to be having sex with my boyfriends like
I was; I'm going to wait until I find a guy that cares about me,
and wants more than just to get between my legs. You said that
you want Jim to do that for you, too - but why should he? Why
should he bother doing anything nice like that for you if you're
just going to be a whore when we get home? Why should he risk
going to jail or prison by trusting you when all he knows about
you is that you started having sex at fourteen - fourteen! -
'just because', and that you spied on us, and acted like a
spoiled brat?"

Daneesha was nearly wailing when she answered "I'm sorry, I
really, truly am! While you were talking, I remembered how people
talk about Shania, and I knew that I don't want people saying
things like that about ME. I realized that I was doing wrong,
just wanting to be with guys for sex. But after it was so bad
with Jamal, I just want to know that it CAN be good so that I CAN
wait! I know I was dumb, and there isn't any reason Mister
Ellison should do anything for me; and I wouldn't blame him if he
said he never wanted to see me again. But even if he does, I'm
never, ever going to say anything to anybody about tonight
because he's been so nice about watching out for me, and trying
to make sure I was okay. He did a lot of stuff he didn't have to
because he was worried about me, even though he never even MET me
before."

Tania looked at me again, her eyes asking if I was satisfied with
what I'd heard. I gave her the smallest of nods, and Tania then
told her sister "Now, do you want to hear what we decided? Or do
you just want to go back to bed? If you do, I'll be in there in
just a minute."

Daneesha wiped the tears from her face and answered "I want to
hear. Even if it's bad, I know I deserve it."

Tania told her "Well, you're lucky that Jim is as nice as he is.
He told me that if I thought you learned your lesson, and that
you could be trusted, then he was willing to teach you what
having sex is supposed to feel like."

Daneesha immediately looked elated, but got serious again when
Tania told her "There's more to having sex than just a guy
putting his cock in you. I learned that tonight, and if you want
him to help you learn about having sex so that it feels good,
you're going to have to learn it, too."

"What do you mean?" Daneesha asked.

"I mean that I used my mouth on him - more than just a little
bit; and that he used his mouth on me - the first time anybody
ever did that. And when he kissed me after he did that, I could
taste myself a little bit."

Daneesha's embarrassed expression gave us a little warning that
something was up before the youngster told us "Um, I haven't had
my mouth on a guy, but I've tasted his stuff, you know, when he
squirts. And somebody has already used their mouth on me; and I
already know what I taste like."

I was amazed at how calm Tania sounded when she told her sister
"Tell me."

Daneesha gave me a concerned look before answering "Um, after I
was with Jamal one time, I tasted his stuff a little bit when it
ran out of me after he left. It... it didn't taste bad, or
anything; just a little bit salty. I, uh, kinda like it, even.
And one time when I was staying overnight with Shania last year,
we were kind of fooling around - you know, practicing kissing and
stuff. It was kind of fun, and we started touching each other,
and that felt nice, too. Then Shania had the idea of kissing each
other, you know, there, and we did - except that it was more than
just kissing, and it felt REAL nice. I could tell what I tasted
like there when we kissed again afterwards. That was part of the
reason I wanted to try fucking - so I could find out if it felt
as good. Except that it didn't."

Tania looked at me again, and I just gave her a little discreet
shrug of my shoulders; as far as I was concerned, what we'd just
heard just simplified things. Tania seemed to reach pretty much
the same conclusion, and turned to her sister again and said
"Okay, I'm glad you could tell us about that. it makes things
easier for us - ALL of us. Now, if you'll excuse me for a few
minutes, Jim squirted in me before you let us know you were here.
His cock has been keeping it inside me all this time, and I need
to get his stuff out of me. You can be with him when I get back,
so I can help you if you need it."

Because I'm so much older, I don't think I was quite as surprised
as Tania when Daneesha hesitantly said "Uh, if you want... if
it's okay, I mean... I could, you know, um, do that for you."

Both of us looked at her, and she quickly explained "I mean, I've
already done that to another girl before, and I kinda like the
way a guys stuff tastes. And I want to show you that I really AM
sorry, and that you won't be sorry about trusting me."

Thankfully, Tania didn't bother finding out what I thought - I
couldn't have said anything about it, either way; so I just
waited the minute or so it took before Tania answered "If you
really want to do it" - "I do!" Daneesha assured her - "then I
guess it's okay. You better get up here, though, so I don't start
making a mess on the bed waiting for you."

Daneesha quickly moved to the foot of the bed, and carefully
found a spot by my feet on the side where there was the most room
for Tania to go. Tania looked at me, and I quietly told her "Do
it or not, it won't bother me either way. But if she does it, I
think it pretty much settles the question of whether or not we
can trust her."

Tania asked "You aren't bothered by one girl doing that to
another?"

I couldn't help grinning when I answered "I don't have the right
plumbing for it to be a problem" - and getting a small laugh from
her before she suddenly pulled forward a little to get us
'uncorked', and quickly rolled off of me to lie on her back with
her knees pulled up. Daneesha waited only until her sister
stopped moving before lying down between Tania's legs and getting
her mouth on the older girls mons.

It couldn't have been two seconds before I could hear the licking
and slurping as Daneesha went about cleaning Tania's pussy of my
cum. Tania briefly looked at me, apparently checking for some
kind of reaction (which she didn't get) before tilting her head
to watch her sister. I had to figure that Daneesha was doing more
than just 'cleaning' when, a few minutes later, Tania closed her
eyes and released a soft moan of pleasure.

Figuring "What the hell...", I decided to make my own
contribution by rolling over so I could begin sucking on Tania's
nipples as I softly caressed her belly. It didn't take long
before I had both of them fully erect, so I expanded my efforts
to include all of her breasts - kissing random spots on them,
softly sucking different areas, and even licking them from base
to peak.

Between what Daneesha was doing between her thighs, and what I
was doing to her breasts, Tania was soon slowly writhing and
making various noises of pleasure and arousal. Daneesha could see
what I was doing, of course, and lifted her head long enough to
give me a brief smile before returning to her self-appointed
task.

I'd learned the signals that Tania gave, and was ready when she
slipped into an orgasm; as I listened to the soft sounds of
Daneesha eagerly lapping up her elder sister's juices, I was
gently pulling on Tania's nipples, and softly nibbling her
earlobe - which she seemed to enjoy quite a bit.

With the end of Tania's orgasm, Daneesha raised up from between
her sister's thighs - and I could see that she was coated with
Tania's juices from nose to chin. I gestured to her that she
should come up to where I was, and sit on the other side of Tania
from me. She did, and was surprised when I sat up and cupped her
face in my hands, and then gently guided her forward so that I
could begin using the tip of my tongue to clean her face of the
older girls essence. When I was done, I told her "That was nice
of you to go ahead and help her have another climax."

A little embarrassed, she answered "After the way I acted before,
I wanted to do something to make her feel good - to kind of
apologize for upsetting her." A moment later, she aid "And..."
before falling quiet again.

"And?" I prompted.

She looked down at her lap and softly said "And I want to do
something to apologize to you, too - but I don't know what."

I looked at her for a couple of seconds before telling her
"Daneesha, you don't have to apologize to me; that's not what I
want."

She tilted her head back up to look at me before asking "What can
I do, then?", the tone of her voice letting me know that she
really did want to try and make things 'right'.

I locked eyes with her and said "What you can do - what I really
want - is for you to learn something from this; and I think you
have. I only hope that you remember it, so you don't make the
same mistake again."

Curiously, my quiet tone and the fact that I only wanted her to
learn from the experience and not repeat the error seemed to
affect her more than if I'd called her names or asked her to do
something sexual with me. Her eyes started to tear up again, and
I patted my lap, letting her know she was welcome to sit on it.
She hesitated only briefly before carefully climbing over Tania
and taking me up on my offer. I put my arms around her and held
her as she leaned against my chest and softly cried for a few
minutes.

While that was happening, Tania recovered from her orgasm and
opened her eyes to see where Daneesha was, and what she was
doing. Tania sat up, but didn't say anything as Daneesha cried
into my chest. After a few minutes, her tears slowed, and I told
Tania "There are some small towels on the middle shelf of the
cabinet in the bathroom, if you want to get her one."

Tania simply got up and headed for my bedroom, and the bathroom
where she could get something for her sister to dry her eyes. She
was back in just a few moments, and touched Daneesha's arm with
the hand towel she'd brought back. It took Daneesha a second to
understand what it was, but she readily accepted it and began
using it to dry her tears. When she was done, I heard her tell me
"I'm sorry, Mister Ellison. I didn't mean to start crying like
that, but even after I was such a turd, you were still being so
nice to me; and that made me feel even worse about how I acted.
Honest, I really DID learn something tonight; and I will remember
it, so I don't act like that again."

Facing the way she was, Daneesha couldn't see as Tania nodded her
head, letting me know that she thought Daneesha was being sincere
about what she said.

I gave Daneesha a soft hug and said "Then that's all I need to
hear, Daneesha. Everybody makes mistakes - the trick is to learn
not to keep making the same ones over and over. I think you did
that tonight, and that's all that really matters. Feel better,
now?"

She tilted her head back to look up at me, and managed to give me
a smile before nodding. I smiled back and told her "Good, I'm
glad. There's still something I think you wanted to do tonight,
wasn't there? What was it again? Something about learning how to
play poker, wasn't it?"

She laughed, and answered "No, silly. You said you were willing
to help me find out what having sex is supposed to be like.
You're still going to do that?"

"If you still want me to. Why, have you changed your mind?"

She got a mildly indignant look on her face before she realized I
was teasing, and answered "No, I haven't changed my mind. I still
want to be with you, so I can know what it's like to feel as good
as I know Tania did. When I get home, I'm going to make some NEW
friends, so people won't talk about me like they do some of the
other girls; I don't want people calling me a doorknob because
everybody gets a turn, like they do Shania and a lot of her
friends."

I lowered my head and kissed her softly on the lips before
telling her "Daneesha, you've already learned the most important
part: other people aren't going to respect you until you respect
yourself - and by saying what you just did, you're already
starting to do that."

She looked pleased, as much by what I said as from the kiss, I
think. But just to make sure, I kissed her again - just as
softly. When I pulled back to look at her, I could see that she
was even happier.

"Now, how do you want to do this? There's you, me, and Tania; I
figure you and I have to be here" - she grinned at that - "but
how much Tania is involved is up to you. She said she wanted to
be here so she could help you. The question is, do you want her
help?", I asked.

Daneesha turned her head far enough to look at Tania for a few
moments before looking back at me and saying "Yeah, I do. I know
I don't know as much about all this as I thought I did, and she
already told me that you're going to be bigger than Jamal was. I
expect you know more than she does, but she knows more than I do,
and she's another girl, so she can help me better. Besides, after
I watched her with you, it's only right that she see me, too."

Tania moved to where Daneesha could see her easier, and said
"Daneesha, it's not about whether or not you saw me or I should
see you - it's about what would make YOU feel right, and make it
easier for you."

Daneesha looked at her sister and answered "I know, Sis. That's
why I said the other stuff first; you seeing me is like an extra
part of it."

Tania seemed satisfied with that, and smiled her acceptance of
the explanation. When Daneesha turned back to me, I told her "I'm
going to tell you something I told Tania: I'm going to go slow,
because I don't want to hurt you. If there's anything you really
don't like, let me know - I'm not going to MAKE you do something
you don't want to. If there's something you like, or you want us
to do different, don't be afraid or embarrassed to let me know;
you want to learn what it's like when having sex is a good thing,
and I'll do whatever I can to help make that happen, okay?"

She smiled, and nodded her understanding; and I lowered my head
to give her another soft, affectionate kiss.

When our lips parted, I gently nudged her to stand up, and she
let me guide her so that she was facing me before I eased her
back onto my lap. After her small, firm ass was planted in my
lap, she unhesitatingly moved her legs so that they were loosely
wrapped around my waist. I put my arms around her and interlaced
my fingers at the small of her back to help support her while I
leaned in to kiss her again; except that I made my kiss a little
firmer, and more inviting, than the previous ones - but without
overwhelming her with it.

She responded in kind, and our next few kisses steadily grew in
duration and passion. Along the way, I unlocked my fingers and
began to hold her waist. We were kissing again when I slowly
moved my hands up to her breasts. I felt her tense slightly, but
when all I did was to simply hold my hands over them, she quickly
relaxed. After our kiss ended, she pulled back slightly to look
into my eyes; satisfied with what she saw, she moved close again
and closed her eyes, letting me know she wanted to be kissed
again.

After our lips touched, I began softly stroking her breasts.
Lightly running my thumbs over her nipples, I felt them stiffen
in response as she released a soft moan. Though not as large as
her sisters, Daneesha's breasts were easily just as firm and warm
and smooth. As I continued to caress her mammaries, the passion
of Daneesha's kisses increased; when I finally touched her lips
with my tongue, she readily opened her mouth in response. I
didn't immediately start trying to lick her tonsils or do
anything I thought would be too 'invasive'; rather, I let the tip
of my tongue touch hers, and carefully tease it into my mouth so
the two could get familiar with each other. When her tongue
finally retreated from my mouth to hers, mine followed - but only
after she made clear that it was welcome.

Our tongues danced and dueled in each others mouths for several
minutes before our lips separated. When she looked up at me
again, I could see the desire in her eyes as she told me "I like
this. You kiss REAL nice!"

I smiled and told her "And I'm going to try and make the rest of
it just as nice as this."

She smiled back, and moved her hands from my waist to behind my
neck, gently pulling me into another kiss - one that made it
clear to me that she was ready for us to move on.

As our kiss progressed, I slowly moved my hands from her breasts
to begin caressing the rest of her body - her sides, her back,
what I could reach of her delightful ass, her thighs; anything I
could reach was stroked softly and slowly. When I gently dragged
my fingernails down the middle of her back, I thought that she
was going to try and swallow MY tongue.

The end of our kiss found her softly panting, and the distinct
aroma of aroused female faintly discernable to me. She let me
guide her off of my lap so that she was laying on the bed, and I
quickly stretched out on my side next to her, resting on my
elbow. I spared a quick glance over to where Tania was, and saw
from the look on her face and her erect nipples that she'd
started getting aroused just watching us.

When I looked down at Daneesha, she looked back at me with her
desire plain in her eyes. She returned my smile, and I softly
touched my lips to hers before moving on to kiss her face and
shoulders. I put my hand on her belly, and used my fingertips to
map her body from ribs to pelvis; when my hand got close to her
mons, she readily spread her legs - only to be surprised when I
bypassed her sex in favor of caressing her smooth, firm thighs. I
finally did let my hand briefly touch her mound, but only long
enough to verify that she was getting aroused - and add a little
to that arousal.

I moved my body over hers so that I kiss all of her that I wanted
to; my legs naturally moved in between hers, but she looked up at
me in complete trust - certain that I wasn't going to do anything
to hurt her.

With my new position, I was able to better tend to those parts of
her that I'd missed before; I could feel her nipples harden and
press against my chest when I gently nibbled and sucked on her
earlobe, and kissed the area where her neck and shoulder joined.

I applied my lips to every square inch of her skin as I slowly
worked my way down her body. When I got as far as her breasts, I
slowed my actions even more, taking my time as I licked and
sucked on her breasts. She was moaning almost continuously by the
time I had both of her nipples fully erect and glistening with my
saliva; then it was time to continue my journey.

Her smooth, flat belly was a delight, and I cheerfully spent a
couple of minutes orally assaulting her navel before moving on.

When I got to her pubic thatch, I found that it was soft and not
quite as thick as Tania's: I didn't have any difficulty making
out the surface of her tawny skin beneath it's surface. My lips
followed the edge of it, and as they neared the area between her
thighs, she eagerly spread her legs in anticipation of what she
knew I was going to do. When I reached my goal, I had a clear
view of Daneesha's womanhood. Her vaginal lips were small and
thin; I could easily see both her clitoris as it was starting to
peek out from under its hood, and the wet entrance to her vagina.
Being that close, I didn't have any trouble smelling her, either
- her aroma was light and fresh and very stimulating. I looked up
to see that she was watching me with eager desire - patently
unconcerned that I was looking at her.

I lowered my head again, and quickly ran my tongue across her
entrance and between her labia; her juices were thin, with a
taste that was somehow sweet and slightly musky at the same time.
I didn't hesitate to sample them again. And again, and again...

I'd exhausted the immediate supply of Daneesha's oils, and was
having fun teasing her pea-sized - and very sensitive - clitoris
when I heard a slight change in the tone of the pleased noises
she was making. A quick glance up revealed that Tania had decided
to join the party: she had a hand on one of Daneesha's breasts
while her lips were fastened around the nipple of the other. In
return, Daneesha had a hand busy on one of Tania's breasts. I
couldn't help thinking that it was always nice to see family
members helping each other...

I'd pretty much figured to give Daneesha an orgasm to get her
'primed' before letting her (with Tania's help, if necessary) get
me hard again. While she was doing that, I planned on bringing
her to a second, stronger, climax so that she'd be as relaxed and
wet inside as possible before we tried getting my cock in her.
With Tania helping the way she was, I simply didn't worry about
the details as long as the general plan was working - and
promptly applied myself to putting it into action.

Tania and I needed only a few minutes before Daneesha slipped
into an orgasm - and not a small one, either, judging by the
spasms that wracked her young body. I gladly lapped up the
overflow of Daneesha's oils as Tania dedicated herself to
caressing her sisters body and sucking on her nipples. As
Daneesha's orgasm gradually began to fade, I lifted my head from
between her thighs and moved up toward where Tania was applying a
few last kisses to the peaks of Daneesha's breasts. When I got
close, Tania gave me a mildly defiant look and said "After the
way she made me feel, I didn't think you should have all the
fun."

I just grinned and answered "She didn't seem to mind, so there's
nothing for ME to say about it."

Tania grinned back at me, and leaned over to give me a kiss,
which I happily returned. Only when it was over did she seem to
realize that she'd gotten a taste of her sister. She licked her
lips a couple of times, then hesitantly asked "That... that's
what she tastes like? There?"

I nodded, and she considered it for a couple of seconds before
she told me "When I tasted me - you know, when we kissed before -
I thought it was, you know, okay; it didn't taste BAD or
anything. I mean, it was me, so I didn't think about it much. But
now it's another girl, even if she is my sister, and that's
different. I kinda LIKE the way she tastes..."

I grinned at her and said "So now you've got another way of
finding pleasure with someone else. Instead of just being stuck
with whatever guys happen to be around, you might be able to find
another girl that you'd like to be with. Doesn't have to mean
anything except that you like a particular girl more than a
particular guy in that particular way at that particular time.
Now there's something new on the menu that you can choose - or
not."

She grinned back, and leaned over for another kiss. When it was
over, she smacked her lips a little bit before saying "I think
I'm going to LIKE having another choice!"

Daneesha made a small noise, and both of us quickly turned our
attention to her - seeing that she was starting to come back to
reality, each of us lay down next to her and put an arm across
her body. She opened her eyes and looked at Tania, then me,
before saying "Mister Ellison, you do that a lot better than most
of the girls I know. That felt great!" before turning back to
Tania to tell her "And Sis, what you were doing felt real good,
too. It helped a LOT."

Both of us smiled at her before Tania answered "I'm glad you
liked it. It was fun for me, too."

I told her "Daneesha, I was thinking that you would have one
climax to start with, and then while you - and Tania, if you
wanted - got me hard, I could give you another one so that it
would be as easy as we could make it for you when I'm inside you
the first time. Does that sound okay to you?"

Daneesha looked at me again, and asked "I kinda used my hand on
Jamal a couple of times, so I know you can get hard if I do that.
But it's faster and better for you if I use my mouth?"

I nodded, and she said "I never did that before, but if it's
something you like, then I want to learn how."

Tania spoke up then, saying "Daneesha, I can kind of show you a
little bit and help you get started, if you want. Then you can do
it yourself when you're ready."

Daneesha was visibly relieved when she voiced her acceptance of
her sisters offer. Then Tania said to me "I don't think it was
easy for you to use your mouth on me because of how much taller
you are. Daneesha's even shorter than I am, and I don't think
you'll even be able to uh, reach her. Would it be okay with you
if I did it?"

I answered "Now that you mention it, I think you're probably
right. No, I don't mind."

Daneesha was looking at her sister in surprise when she said
"I... I didn't know you did that..."

Tania grinned and answered "I didn't either - until tonight. I
kissed Jim after he did that to you, and found out what you taste
like. I like it, so I'm going to learn how to make another girl
happy that way with you."

I could hear the wonder in Daneesha's voice as she asked "The
first time you ever do that is going to be tonight? And I'm the
one?"

Tania nodded, and Daneesha exclaimed "Oh, Sis! I love you so
much, that you'd want your first time with a girl to be ME!"

"I just hope I do okay..." Tania told her, and got the answer
"Oh, it's easy! Just start doing to the other girl what feels
good to you; if she likes it, keep going. If she doesn't, try
something a little different."

Daneesha's anticipation and enthusiasm were markedly higher when
she turned back to look at me and say "Mister Ellison, I'd like
to start now, if it's okay."

On the other side of her, I could see Tania's amused smile at the
change in her sister, and I answered "If you're ready, then it's
okay with me", smiling.

Daneesha was the first to get herself shifted around so that her
head was in the general vicinity of my cock. Tania took a little
longer, since she moved to the other side of me from her sister.
The way they were situated left me with two very nice asses to
play with as Tania proceeded to give Daneesha instruction in, and
demonstrations of, performing oral sex on guys. Daneesha was a
trifle hesitant the first time she had me in her mouth, but when
I didn't immediately blow my load, she quickly got into the
spirit of the thing.

I was about half-erect when Tania decided that Daneesha didn't
need any more help after watching as the younger girl started
applying the lessons she'd learned. With Daneesha slowly but
steadily bringing me to full hardness, Tania soon moved to a
position that made it easy for her to get her head between her
sisters thighs - but left me with an excellent view as she took
her first experimental licks of Daneesha's womanhood.

With Tania between her sisters legs, I wasn't able to reach the
youngster's ass - but Tania's made a perfectly acceptable
substitute. Even as I was caressing one of her delightful ass
cheeks, she opened her legs so that I could reach the area
between them, as well. That left me lying there, able to enjoy
the feeling of Daneesha's warm mouth and limber tongue on my cock
while I watched Tania teach herself how to eat her sisters pussy
- while I played with her ass and started using my hand and
fingers to add to her obvious arousal. Certainly not what I
expected when I brought the two of them home with me...

As my cock continued to grow, Daneesha's enthusiasm grew with it
- as did her arousal, with the help of her sister. Tania's
excitement increased with Daneesha's, supplemented by MY efforts.
Daneesha had gotten me hard again, but she was getting closer and
closer to having an orgasm, so her interest in my cock was
steadily decreasing as the the sensations Tania was causing in
her pussy were increasing.

Daneesha had given up even pretending to do anything to my cock
in favor of simply enjoying the hell out of what Tania was doing
to her when the older girls efforts finally had the desired
effect of bringing the younger to what I could easily tell was a
thundering orgasm that left her stunned and panting when it was
over.

When Tania lifted her face from between her sisters thighs, the
lower half of her face was covered with Daneesha's juices - and
the corners of her mouth threatened to meet at the back of her
head, she was smiling so broadly. I couldn't help grinning at her
as I said "I don't have to ask if you enjoyed yourself",
prompting her to blush before she answered "I think I'm going to
like doing that some more!"

Tania turned her attentions to Daneesha again, but with the goal
of helping her recover from the intensity of the orgasm she'd
had, rather than being the one to make it as powerful as it had
been. When Daneesha let us know that she was ready to continue, I
told her "I think the best thing is if you were on top of me at
first. That way, you can just kind of 'sit down' on me, and go as
fast or slow as you want to. If it gets uncomfortable or starts
to hurt, you can stop, or even back up if you want."

Daneesha looked at my erection waving in the air and solemnly
told me "I think I'd like that. You're a little longer than
Jamal, and a lot bigger around. I know you wouldn't be trying to
hurt me, but I'd still be a little bit afraid if we did it any
other way."

Tania asked "Is there anything you want me to do? Help hold you
up, or hold you steady, or anything?"

Daneesha looked at her sister in gratitude and answered "Yeah,
you can help keep me from going down on him too fast, so he
doesn't split me open!" - getting a small laugh from Tania and me
before Tania told her "He wouldn't actually do that, even if it
felt that way. I'll be glad to help, Sis."

To my and Daneesha's surprise, Tania moved to take me into her
mouth for a few seconds; when she pulled her lips away again,
she'd left a coating of her saliva on my cock to help act as a
lubricant for the younger girl. Daneesha realized what Tania had
done, and I could see the appreciation on her face as she moved
to straddle my waist and get herself generally situated. Tania
didn't hesitate to take a set behind her, and wrap an arm around
the youngster before reaching between us and taking hold of my
erect cock. She held it steady as Daneesha got herself positioned
so the head of it was pressing slightly against her opening. When
everything was ready, she looked up toward me, and I told her
"Daneesha, I'm not going to move from where I am right now - so
this is only going to happen as fast as you want it to. The LAST
thing I want to happen is for you to hurt yourself doing
something you might not be ready for. So I'm going to tell you
that if you want to stop at any time, for any reason, I am not
going to be upset or disappointed or anything like that. Take
your time and go SLOW. Back up, if you want. Wait as long as you
need or want to whenever it gets uncomfortable. And the most
important thing is this:" - she looked at me expectantly as I
told her "If it hurts, don't do that."

She and Tania both grinned at me on hearing that, and Daneesha
assured me "Don't worry, I won't!"

As short as she was, and the way she was sitting, I could only
reach her legs from knee to mid-thigh, so that was where I put my
hands and started caressing her legs in reassurance as she began
trying to lower herself onto me.

Her first attempt was doomed to failure: I could see how nervous
she was, and the ring of her opening didn't relax in the
slightest as she pressed herself down. She tried for perhaps a
minute before realizing that it simply wasn't going to happen.
When she gave up the effort, she looked up at me again, and I
reassured her that everything was fine on my end. I could see
Tania saying something to her, but it was so soft that I couldn't
make out the words. But whatever it was, it seemed to help,
because Daneesha's next attempt went a lot better: she still
looked a little nervous, but I could feel her opening relaxing
slightly before she finally gave up. I quickly reassured her that
she was doing fine by taking her time. Tania continued to whisper
in her ear, and a couple minutes later, she had another go at it.
I could feel her opening start expanding to accept me; I was
starting to think that she was going to back off for another try
when the head of my cock suddenly slipped into her. She released
a small squeak, and Tania was trying to lift her off of me by
brute force before Daneesha managed to tell her "No, it's okay!
It doesn't hurt, really, it just surprised me is all."

Daneesha turned her head to tell Tania "Really, Sis, I'm fine. I
didn't think I was going to make it, when he just popped through
all of a sudden, and surprised me."

The two of them did one of those talking-with-their-eyes things
before Tania slackened the death-grip she had on her sister.

I gently patted Daneesha's knee, and when I had her attention,
told her "You just got the hardest part done. Now it's kind of
like the first time you had sex: once I'm inside you a little
bit, it's just a matter of you getting used to what's there
before you try to go farther. And we have PLENTY of time, so
you're not going to hurry things, right?"

She smiled at the reminder before she answered "No, I'm not going
to hurry. I think it'll be easier than the first time, because
even though you're bigger than Jamal, I'm the one that decides
how much and how fast."

I smiled back and said "That's right - you decide. Take as much
time as you want; I'll be right here when you're done."

That last bit got a small laugh from both of them, and helped
Daneesha relax enough that she was willing to try to settle
herself onto me a little farther - and gained maybe half an inch,
which pleased her tremendously.

Over the next little while, Daneesha gradually got herself
wrapped around more and more of my cock. Her progress was slow,
and punctuated by frequent pauses to get used to my presence, and
even lift herself up a bit to make sure I stayed well lubricated
with her juices. Finally, though, her last effort brought
complete success: both of us could feel that she had all but the
last tiny fraction of an inch of my manhood buried in her. As her
firm young ass settled onto the tops of my legs, she looked up at
me with an expression of delight and awe before exclaiming "I did
it! God, you feel huge!"

I have to admit that hearing that made me feel pretty good, even
though I already knew that I was about as average in size as I
could be. What also felt good, in a physical way, was how her
tight, wet vagina was trying to compress my cock down to the size
of one of those Vienna sausages you get in a can; she may have
already been letting Jamal - whoever the hell he was - fuck her,
but the experience didn't seem to have done all that much to
stretch her inside.

In reply to her minor outburst, I answered "Yes, you did - and
I'm still here, just like I promised!" - earning me some more
soft laughter from both of them.

Daneesha held herself still on me, letting herself adjust to
having her fifteen year old pussy filled with an adult male
erection; Tania gave me a smile that Daneesha couldn't see before
moving her hands to Daneesha's breasts, cupping them from behind.

A minute or so went by before Daneesha started experimenting with
moving herself on me; as she began moving her hips, Tania started
doing her part to make things easier for her sister by increasing
her arousal. Tania started with simply caressing Daneesha's
breasts, but soon included softly pulling on her nipples, and
gently pinching them. I knew that Tania's efforts were working
because I could feel Daneesha slowly getting wetter and wetter
around me - which made it even easier for her to begin sliding
herself up and down on my manhood with slow, short motions at
first, and gradually becoming faster and longer.

By the time Daneesha was sliding herself on and off nearly half
my length, Tania was kissing Daneesha's shoulders, and even the
back of her neck. That increased Daneesha's excitement even more,
resulting in a nearly constant stream of moans and other sounds
of pleasure to accompany the liquid noises produced by her
self-impalement on my hard cock.

Still, I was more than a little surprised at how quickly she was
able to have another orgasm. It wasn't as powerful as the one
before she'd gotten on top of me, but that she was having it so
soon after having the time she did getting my cock into her was
just short of miraculous, as far as I was concerned.

Even more surprising to me was the fact that she barely slowed
down on me, even as I could feel her body and vagina spasming
with her pleasure. The only thing I could figure was that it was
her first time having an orgasm during coitus, and her youthful
energy and enthusiasm.

As nice (!!) as she felt around me, and the incredible pleasure I
got from feeling her hot, wet vagina clenching around me, it was
still too soon after my last climax for me to do anything but
enjoy the hell out of it every time I felt my cock touching the
deepest part of her as she practically slammed herself down on
me.

With the end of her orgasm, Daneesha slowed her movements again,
and began lifting herself off of me even more. I could see that
the greater range of Daneesha's motions made it difficult for
Tania to continue what she was doing. She definitely had a look
of frustrated desire when I managed to get her attention and say
"If you want, I'd be glad to make YOU feel good, too..."

She looked confused for a moment, until I asked "Would you like a
mustache ride, little girl?"

Since I don't have a mustache, that only threw her even more -
until she realized what I was talking about. Then she simply
grinned and said "Oh, yeah!" and released her tenuous hold on
Daneesha's tits to climb off of me and knee-walk her way toward
my head. When she got close enough, I started to guide her over
my face, but she told me "I want to watch her...", so I let her
turn and face her sister before she got situated. It actually
worked out okay for me, too, since I was still able to get my
hands on her ass and tits while I happily lapped up the abundant
oils she'd produced while molesting Daneesha.

I wasn't feeling any particular need or desire to cum, and
Daneesha was doing a fine job of keeping me hard and herself
entertained, so I figured it was a perfectly good time to see
just how hard I could make Tania climax.

I'd gotten Tania to the edge and backed off once when Daneesha
went through another orgasm; the sight and sound of her sister
forced a sound of frustrated arousal from Tania as I resumed
teasing her again. I brought her to the brink again, and was
holding her there when I felt that Daneesha was getting close
again. From the way she was responding to the sight she had of
Daneesha bouncing on my dick, I knew that if I could get the
timing right, I could practically guarantee her an orgasm she'd
never forget. So I carefully began toying with her clit again,
using the tip of my tongue, with the increasingly frequent
sensation of Daneesha's vagina tightening around me as my guide.
Tania was groaning and pressing herself down onto my face when I
felt Daneesha starting her third orgasm since she'd gotten my
dick in her. I started fluttering my tongue across Tania's clit,
and heard her all but scream in pleasure even as Daneesha was
trying to see how much of my dick she could get inside as she
started her own climax. I made Tania's orgasm even more powerful
by using my tongue to draw firm circles around the hood where her
clit had disappeared; with each wave of release that ran through
her, she was almost gushing, her vagina was pushing her juices
out so hard.

I was still licking up Tania's oils when she lifted one leg and
did a controlled crash onto the sofa-bed - and managing to do it
without kneeing me in the head, or causing herself or anyone else
any physical harm.

With Daneesha visible to me again, I could see that she'd finally
managed to tire herself out: she was content to simply hold
herself still on my erect cock, breathing heavily.

With Tania lying on the bed next to us, I was able to reach out
and put my hands on Daneesha's legs again. It took her a few
seconds to realize that I was touching her again, and to look up
at me before I told her "You look like you're pretty tired. If
you want to keep going, I think it'll be okay if I'm on top,
now."

Her immediate response was to nod in agreement that she was
tired; it took a couple of seconds for the second part of what
I'd said to sink in for her. When it did, though, she immediately
perked up and asked "We can keep going?"

I couldn't help grinning before I answered "Yes, we can keep
going, if you want. You seem to have gotten used to having me
inside you, so I'll be on top, and doing all the work for a
while." With the mention of her having adapted to my larger
penis, I saw a darkening of her lighter skin that I was sure was
a blush before she answered "Uh, yeah, I'm okay with you in me
now, so sure, I'd like to, uh, keep going."

I got her to lie down on top of me, and got us rolled over so
that our positions were reversed without our having to uncouple -
something that I could see pleased her greatly. A little minor
adjustment of our legs, and we were ready for me take over being
the active one.

My first considered action was to slide my penis out of her until
only the head was inside her before slowly pressing myself back
into her in a single long stroke - accompanied by her soft moan
of pleasure. With the whole point of the exercise (no pun
intended) being to convince her to be much more selective about
her partners, I decided that it wasn't out of line for me to pass
along a few things for her to think about, as well. So when I was
completely filling her again, I told her "I could tell you liked
that, so I want to tell you something."

She looked up at me expectantly, and I said "Good sex isn't about
how many times you can climax. It's about taking your time so you
can enjoy it, and making the climaxes you DO have better."

Even though she nodded that she understood, I didn't think that
she really appreciated what I was telling her, so I decided that
a little demonstration was in order.

Over the next several minutes, I consciously and deliberately
went about thrusting in and out of her so as to slowly build her
arousal and excitement in a way that she wouldn't have
experienced before. My strokes where long and slow, and each time
I thrust into her, I'd give an extra little 'push' when I was all
the way inside her, applying a bit of extra pressure to her
clitoris. Her legs were too short to allow her to lock her
ankles, but she still managed to wrap her legs around my waist,
opening herself to me completely. It wasn't long before she was
arching her hips up in welcome to my thrusts, and making any
number of small noises of pleasure as I slowly built up the
excitement that would culminate in her orgasm.

As she got closer and closer to release, I gradually changed what
I was doing: my movements in her became slower and longer, and
the pressure I applied to her clitoris became a little stronger;
I managed to bring her to the edge of a climax and hold her there
through a couple more cycles before she slipped over the edge
into a deep, deep release.

Her entire body froze under me for several seconds as she
released a long, DEEP groan of pleasure before drawing an equally
long, but shaky, breath - only to have her body freeze up again
from the intensity of the pleasure she was feeling.

Around my cock, her vagina was going through a series of spasms
that started at the base and ran toward the head, as though she
was trying to milk it. It felt terrific, and moved me a lot
closer to the point where I'd empty myself into her - but that
was still a little way off, yet.

Even as she was experiencing what I suspected was the most
intense climax of her young life, I was throwing gasoline onto
the flames of it by continuing to press myself against her
clitoris in time with the spasms I could feel running through
her.

Even with her youthful energy, her body could only orgasm for so
long; the waves of pleasure running through her gradually tapered
off, leaving her shuddering and gasping for air.

Next to us, I heard Tania's awed voice say "Holy crap! After
that, I don't think she'll ever want to fuck anybody BUT you! If
I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't believe that a girl could climax
that hard!"

I turned my head to give her a lecherous grin before telling her
"If you want, I can do it for you, too..." - and couldn't help
laughing at the way her eyes got wide at the mere suggestion that
she could experience something like Daneesha had just gone
through. She gave a little shake of her body and answered "I
don't think I'd better - otherwise, you'd never get me to go
home!" with a small laugh of her own.

I felt Daneesha move under me a little, and I quickly turned my
attention back to her - and saw that she was visibly stunned by
what she'd just experienced.

I lowered my body enough to kiss her to help her get her focus
back; when I pulled away from her, her eyes were locked on mine.
Several seconds went by, and after a couple of abortive attempts
to speak, she finally managed to ask "You did that on purpose,
didn't you?" in a voice barely more than a whisper.

I nodded, and said "I wanted to show you what I meant about
taking your time, and having better climaxes instead of more of
them."

She considered that for a few moments, and then told me "Well,
you showed me - real good! That's one lesson I'm never going to
forget - but don't do it again, okay? That was WAY more than
anything I thought even could happen, and it scared the crap out
of me. Jesus, it felt incredible, but it was still scary."

I assured her that I wouldn't, and kissed her again, and got
kissed back. When I had raised myself over her, I began to slide
my cock back out of her - only to see her eyes get positively
HUGE with the realization that I was getting ready to fuck her
some MORE.

"It's okay", I assured her, "This time it's just plain old having
sex."

That seemed to calm her, at least a little bit, as I started
slowly pistoning my hard cock in and out of her young, tight
vagina. It wasn't but a couple of minutes before I was in a nice,
steady rhythm that seemed to make both of us happy.

I felt Tania moving on the bed next to us, but really didn't pay
her any attention - until a few minutes later when I heard her
say "God, that is so sexy, watching your cock moving in and out
of her like that!"

Daneesha apparently heard her, too, and managed to say "I want to
see, to..."

Nothing for me to do, then, but pause long enough to get my arms
behind Daneesha's knees and lever her up a bit. By lifting her
head, she was able to look down to where we were joined and watch
as I picked up where I left off. It didn't take a minute for her
to let her head fall back and say "I didn't know it could be so
cool - watching it and feeling it at the same time. It is sexy!"

She didn't seem to be in any discomfort, so I continued to hold
her in that position, and several more times she lifted her head
so she could watch as my man's cock plundered her young girl's
treasure.

It wasn't long before she had a relatively small orgasm, and the
feeling of her vagina clenching around me again got me to the
point where I knew that it wasn't going to be much longer before
I found my own release.

A little later, she indicated that she was getting uncomfortable
with her legs where they were. I moved my arms from behind them
so that she could straighten them out - which she did for all of
thirty seconds before wrapping them around my waist again. That
changed the angle that I was entering her at, and slightly
increased the sensations she was creating around me. It didn't
take much of the new feeling to have an effect on me, and I began
thrusting into her faster and faster as that feeling got
stronger. Still, even though I was moving faster in her, I was
still careful not to get too 'enthusiastic' about how much force
I was using - she was, after all, still only fifteen.

I heard a noise next to us, and spared a quick glance to see what
it was. I was surprised to find that Tania had apparently gotten
so aroused at watching my dick moving in her sister that she'd
started masturbating - and was in the throes of an orgasm.

That was all it took for me, and after a couple more thrusts into
Daneesha, I pressed my cock as far into her as I could before I
finally started emptying my balls into her. She must have been
able to feel it, because she suddenly tightened around me again
as she fell into her own climax, her young pussy milking my cock
as I continued filling her with my cum.

I held myself over, and in, her for as long as I could - but I
wasn't as young as I used to be, and satisfying not just one but
two young girls in one night was finally catching up with me. I
eased my semi-erect cock out of Daneesha, and managed to get
myself lying down next to her - and watched as Tania promptly
replaced my cock with her tongue, eagerly licking and sucking my
jism out of her sister. Returning the favor, Tania went past
merely 'cleaning' to bring Daneesha to another orgasm as I
watched.

When she lifted her head from between her sister's thighs, Tania
had a broad grin on her face as she told me "I think I like the
way a guy's stuff tastes, too, now."

I scooted over a bit to put an arm around Daneesha, and then
stuck the other out to let Tania know that I wanted her on the
other side of me. She smiled and readily moved to lie on her side
next to me, one leg across mine and her arm on my chest as she
nestled her head into the hollow of my shoulder. A minute or so
later, Daneesha mirrored her position, leaving me lying there
with two very pjretty, very sexy young women in my arms.

We stayed like that until Demosthenes showed up and started
sniffing our various and sundry parts, fascinated by the smell of
sex. His whiskers tickled both girls, and their laughter and
giggles finally ended up with them sitting up to shoo him away.

I sat up with them and said "As nice as this has been" - both
girls giggled after Daneesha said "OH, yeah!" - "I think we still
need to get some sleep tonight - at least, I do. You two need to
get back to bed, now, too."

Tania looked at me and asked "After what we've done tonight, is
there any reason you can't come and sleep with us?"

I couldn't think of any, and said so, which pleased both of them
tremendously. All three of us got out of bed, and they collected
the bedding so it could be cleaned and I folded the sofa-bed back
up. When we were back in the bedroom, they insisted that I sleep
in the middle, and both of them snuggled into my sides.

The next morning, I woke up to see a naked Tania holding a cup of
coffee in front of my face; when I looked up at her, she smiled
and said "I thought you could use this. At home, Daddy's always
grumpy until after he's had his first cup of coffee."

I sat up enough to accept the cup and take a sip of it before
answering "I don't think I'm grumpy, exactly, but I'm sure not
awake, either. Thank you, you're an angel!"

She smiled at me and said "You don't have to get up, yet. We're
making you breakfast, and we'll bring it in here."

I raised an eyebrow in question, and she told me "After how nice
you were about letting us stay here, and how you made us feel
last night, we decided you deserve at LEAST that much!" before
leaning over to give me a kiss on the cheek - and got a pat on
the butt for her efforts. Another smile, and she was out the door
again.

I was almost done with the coffee when a naked Daneesha came in
with a fresh cup. I asked her if she was okay, and it took her a
few moments to realize that I referring to what we'd done the
night before. She gave me a happy smile before telling me "I'm a
little bit sore, but it isn't bad. In fact, it's kind of nice,
'cause it reminds me of how good you made me feel last night."

I had to figure she was telling the truth, because I could see
the peaks of her breasts crinkle and erect in what I expect was
the memory of it. She, too, kissed me on the cheek - and got
patted on the butt - before she left again.

I was about halfway through the second cup of coffee when the two
of them came in with my breakfast. ONLY my breakfast. I asked if
they weren't having anything, and was informed that they'd eaten
while I was still asleep; they'd waited as long as possible
before waking me. They got me sitting up and resting against the
headboard, then took positions on either side of me. Tania held
the plate and my coffee while Daneesha fed me the scrambled eggs,
bacon, and toast they'd prepared. The only thing I had to do was
chew and swallow - and caress or molest each of them every so
often, which neither of them objected to in the slightest.

When I was done with breakfast, they left me one last cup of
coffee before leaving to take care of the dishes. When they got
back, they played paper-rock-scissors to see which one showered
with me; Tania won, which Daneesha took with good grace. She took
her shower first, and left plenty of hot water for Tania and I as
we played a little figurative and literal grab-ass while cleaning
up.

By the time we were all cleaned up and dressed, it was close
enough to time to get them to the station that we didn't bother
waiting. Both of them said their goodbyes to Demosthenes, and we
were on our way.

At the train station, they weren't going to have much of a wait,
and both insisted that I should go ahead an leave. As Tania
pointed out, they'd already taken up enough of my time, and I'd
brought them to catch their train 'for free' so they would be
able to get something to eat on the way home if they wanted; they
were adamant that I not lose any more time or income because of
them. I finally acquiesced, and both gave me a parting kiss on
the cheek before I left.

It was about a week and a half later that I got a letter through
the cab company. The envelope was hand-written, and the return
address was unfamiliar. When I opened it and read the letter
inside, I found out that it was from the girls mother.

She told me that she and her husband had been concerned about the
amount of stuff the girls had brought back with them, and checked
all the receipts - including the one for the hotel, which showed
they'd stayed one less night than they'd been gone. The girls had
initially claimed that everything had been fine; but when
confronted with the hotel receipt, Tania had admitted to what had
happened. She'd even finally admitted that they'd stayed with me,
and explained the events that led up to it.

Both parents had initially been concerned, of course, but both
girls had been adamant that my behavior had been entirely proper
during the evening, and explaining the sleeping arrangements when
we'd all gone to bed. That Daneesha had been able to quote a
section from Hamlet had been the thing that finally convinced
them that the girls had actually spent the evening reading. Their
mother had called the hotel and spoken with Bob, who had
confirmed what he knew of things, including that he'd lent them
his cell phone - and apparently telling them what a nice I guy I
was. Both parents had finally decided that nothing untoward had
happened; she was writing to thank me for being kind enough to
watch out for them in a strange city. She also included a check
equal to what a night at the hotel would have cost them, saying
that it was the only thing they could do to show their
appreciation from a distance.

When I got home, I wrote her a nice letter, telling her and her
husband that I'd found the girls delightful (without saying how,
of course), and that I was glad that I'd been able to help. I
also told her that I figured the girls had made an innocent
enough mistake because of their youth, and hoped that she and her
husband wouldn't judge them too harshly. I also sent the check
back, suggesting that it be used to get the books they'd started
reading at my place, so the girls could finish them. I closed by
asking her to tell them that I'd remember them with great
pleasure - knowing they'd appreciate hearing that they'd pleased
me as much as I had them, and the humor of how the message was
being passed along.

I never saw, or heard from, either Daneesha or Tania again - but
I remember them with great fondness.

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