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Date: Wed, 07 Sep 2005 17:10:02 -0400
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Christine

by Varangian
Summer, 2005



Christine's sister, Laura, smoked pot and drank too much, both of which
I disapproved.  But she was a great fuck.  The woman was slender and
good looking with the small, pert boobs I prefer.  An additional
attraction was her talented mouth and ready butt, which I reamed on
occasion.  Laura, twenty years old, had lost her cherry to a cousin when
she was ten.

"God!  That hurt!" she told me early on.  "But I'm glad I did it,
because before long he began to bring me off every time."

I was not surprised.  Laura was a screamer, a woman who surrendered to
her pleasure without the least inhibition.  I almost laughed at times
when I banged her and she got going, stringing together loud orgasms
that left her exhausted.

Our relationship was hardly romantic.  We didn't date except for sex,
and we had different friends, hers being a rather crude bunch.  She
screwed other guys, but insisted that I was better in bed than anyone
she'd known.

"Christine had her first period a few days ago," she informed me one
day, "and I put her on the pill."

She and Christine, twelve years old, lived together.  They were orphans.

"But she's just a kid," I protested.  "Don't you worry that she'll start
putting out to boys?"

"So what?" was her response.  "Better safe than sorry.  Besides, if
she's anything like me, she'll enjoy fucking."

I could not imagine the cute little girl having sex, and I said so.

"She's hardly little, Chuck," Laura responded.

That was true.  Christine, despite the very young face, possessed a
well-fleshed body with shapely limbs and small boobs.  The top of her
head reached just above my shoulder.

"But she's so innocent," I remarked.

"I've told her all about sex.  She knows that it hurts the first time
but also that it feels good later.  She's heard my noises often enough
when you and I get going in my bedroom."

"She still sucks her thumb!" I protested.

"Hah!  Maybe that'll be good practice for sucking cock."

Laura was a crude young woman, unlike Christine, a sweet, intelligent
girl, who, moreover, had an obvious crush on me.  At that moment I
entertained my first sexual thoughts about the kid.

"You really don't mind if she gets dicked?" I asked.

She squinted at me with one eye closed.  "Are you interested, Chuck?"

"No, no!" I hastened to state.  "I'm not into kids."

"Too bad," she responded.  "You'd probably be the right guy for her
first time.  You're gentle and caring."


* * *


Christine opened the door to me.  She was barefoot, clad in shorts and
an upper garment that did not cover her tummy, which was slightly
rounded.  I looked at her with new appreciation, a consequence of her
sister's seeming approval of me as her first guy.

The girl was delectable.  Small breasts pushed at her halter and soft
limbs invited an exploration by caressing hands.  As usual, she stepped
into my embrace for an avuncular hug, but this time I felt her heft less
innocently.

"Laura's not home," she announced in a soprano, little girl lilt.

"I know," I responded.  "I've come to visit you."

Her face brightened with a lovely smile.  "Really?" she asked.

I palmed a fresh upper arm and drew her back into an embrace. She leaned
onto me eagerly, arms around my waist.  I nuzzled her brown hair with my
face, and when she looked up we kissed for the first time.  The
inexperienced girl hesitated to meet my tongue with hers, but before
long I was sucking it.

The fact that she was on birth control pills and had a crush on me did
not mean that she was ready to go all the way.  I decided to proceed
cautiously, to test her limits.  We sat on the couch.

"Are we going to make out?" she asked.

"I'm very tempted," I responded.  "You're so pretty, and I really like
you."

"You do?  Don't you think I'm fat?"

I placed a hand on an ample but shapely thigh.  "Not at all," I said.
"You're gorgeous."

"Oh, Chuck!" she exclaimed and kissed me sloppily.

I slipped a hand beneath her halter to fondle a small, pert tit that did
not entirely fill my palm.  She was eight months into her twelfth year.
She did not object to the intimate touch.  Indeed, her kissing became
even more intense.

She relaxed in my embrace, placed her head on my shoulder and gazed at
me with a nervous, innocent expression, teeth on lower lip.

"Maybe you're not ready to make out," I suggested, removing my hand from
her tit.

"I like kissing you," she responded.

"And the touching?" I asked, running a hand high up her bare thigh.

"I like that too," she whispered and buried her face in my neck.

With fingers at her groin I proceeded to masturbate the girl through the
fabric of her shorts.  Before long she gasped in orgasm.  Then we kissed
some more.

After a while she looked at me and said, "Laura will be home soon."

"Are you afraid that she might be jealous if she catches us?"

Christine giggled and nodded her head against my chest.

"Then I guess I should leave," I said.  "Will you come and visit me
later?"

She sat up straight -- away from me -- and her face took on a panicky
expression.  She knew what might happen if we got together in my
basement apartment near the university where I was in my Junior year.
Despite her concern, though, she nodded assent.


* * *


At about six o'clock Christine knocked on the door of my apartment.  She
fidgeted nervously with fingers intertwined and head turned aside.
Still, she came willingly into my embrace, and the ensuing kiss was
passionate.

I sought to reassure her.  "You're in charge, sweetheart," I said.  "I
won't pressure you into anything."

"I love you!" she exclaimed against my lips.

"And I love you," I responded.

It was not entirely a lie.  I did feel a genuine affection for the
young, ripe girl.  We kissed again then I led her by the hand into my
bedroom.  I was surprised when she scrambled eagerly onto the mattress
and lay face up smiling at me.

"I want to kiss you all over," I said.

"Everywhere?"

She giggled when I nodded and sat beside her on the bed.  I leaned down,
licked up a pale, soft inner thigh and nuzzled my face at her groin.

"Even there?"  She was aghast.

"Especially there.  But to do so I'll have to undress you.  Do you
mind?"

Again the nervous facial expression -- teeth on lower lip.

"Will you take off your clothes too?" she asked.

"Do you want to see me naked, sweetheart?"

She grinned and nodded eagerly.

I stood and calmly undressed, pausing just a moment before pushing down
my underpants to release a hard cock.  She gaped at it with rounded eyes
and open mouth.  My tool was almost seven inches long and moderately
thick.

"Have you ever seen one before?" I asked, leaning down to remove her
sandals.

She shook her head and reached out a hand to touch it with finger tips.

"Do you want to play with it?" I asked.

She giggled.  "It's wet on the end.  Do you have to pee?"

"No. It drools a bit when I get excited, and you have certainly excited
me, darling."

"Have I?  Really?"

"If you keep touching it like that, I'll squirt my stuff all over you
and the bed."

She laughed and grasped the end of my cock, saying, "I'd like to see
that!"

I stepped back out of her reach.

"You'll see it soon enough and more than once.  But first I want to take
off your clothes and kiss you all over."

That prospect seemed to please her.  She was no longer nervous, perhaps
because of my nakedness.  I sat beside her and ran a hand up a shapely
calf on which there was light, downy hair.  She raised her butt,
allowing me to remove her shorts.  Her panties appeared too small for
her sumptuous flesh -- baby fat that she would soon shed.  She would
grow to be tall and slender like her sister.  When I pulled down those
panties, I was again reminded just how young the girl was.  She
possessed no pubic bush, just a few hairs above the crack and some
curling around the lips.

"Are you going to kiss me there now?" she asked, bending her knees and
spreading her legs.

"You really want me to do that, don't you?"

"Yeah!  Even though it's nasty."

"There's nothing nasty about you, Christine."

With lovely legs spread, her clit hood protruded invitingly.  I slowly
kissed down a soft thigh, licking and nibbling to the accompaniment of
squealing giggles, noises that became transformed to those of arousal
when I proceeded to eat out her sweet pussy.  After a couple of minutes
of joyous slurping and sucking she cried out in orgasm -- loudly, like
her sister.

I raised my head and wiped my mouth with the back of a hand.  She smiled
at me.

"That was awesome!" she exclaimed.

"I'll do it again soon," I promised then laid beside her.

"Oh, Chuck!  I love you so much!"

We kissed passionately, my hard drooling cock pressing against her bare
thigh.  Then I removed her halter to reveal small, immature breasts, the
brown nipples of which I suckled in turn as she fondled my head.

I was now faced with a decision.  Would I whack off or take her cherry?

Rolling half atop her, my leg between hers, I asked against her lips,
"Are you ready to go all the way, darling?"

"If that's what you want," she replied in a small, nervous voice.

"But you don't want to," I stated.

She nodded.  She seemed to be on the verge of tears.

"That's all right, darling," I said.  "I'll wait until you ask for it."

"Really?"

"Of course.  I told you that I'd not pressure you into anything."

"I want to do it, Chuck.  Especially with you, but not today."

"Then we'll wait for another time.  Until then we can do other things to
pleasure each other."

"Like what?  I really want to pleasure you, Chuck."

"Will you suck on me?" I asked, not expecting her to agree.

"Okay," she replied with a smile.  "Tell me how to do it."

"I'll squirt a lot.  Do you know how to close your throat to avoid
choking?"

"Like when you gargle?"

"Something like that.  Breathe normally until I warn you."

She placed her head on my belly and played with my erect cock, flicking
it back and forth with her fingers.  Then she extended her tongue and
licked the oozing head.  "It doesn't taste bad," she said before fitting
her lips around it.  In her inexperience she held the shaft with a firm
hand and just sucked on the knob, which was sufficient to bring me off,
because of my advanced state of arousal.

"Here it comes!" I exclaimed and held her head tightly between two
hands.

I came ecstatically and copiously, shouting out and squirting several
thick spurts into her mouth.  Then I pushed her head aside, because my
cock head had become painfully sensitive.  She looked up at me, her
girlish face grinning, spunk drooling from her mouth onto her chin.

"Go rinse your mouth, darling," I said.  "You did a fantastic job."

Later, Christine dozed on my bed with thumb in mouth.  From the doorway
I gazed at her lovely, pale body and pretty face as I sipped a drink.
She had been so cuddly, so affectionate after I had gone down on her
again.  I felt a momentary twinge of guilt for having indulged in sexual
play with a twelve year old, but my resolve to take her completely
remained firm.

She awoke, stretching like a cat then looked at me with a smile.  She
fingered her pussy.

"I've changed my mind," she said.

"About what?"

"About going all the way.  I want to do it today -- now."

I climbed onto the bed and lay beside her.  "Are you certain?" I asked.

"Yeah.  I want to get past the hurting part.  I know it'll feel good
eventually -- better than good."

We kissed passionately.  I licked and kissed her body all over, even
sucking her toes before moving my head between her thighs to eat her to
another crying orgasm.  When she was sufficiently lubricated, I mounted
her, positioned my cock and thrust forcefully.  She gasped as I broke
through, but she also pushed back.  My cock head was inside her
tightness along with maybe an inch of shaft.  I pulled out a bit then
pressed forward, imbedding half of the cock.  When she again pushed at
me, the rest of it slid in.

I remained unmoving, pressed fully into her.  Her face betrayed
discomfort.   But she smiled weakly and pushed once more, inviting a
proper fuck.  I pulled almost all the way out then slowly penetrated
again, savoring the slick tightness on my cock.  I did it repeatedly,
staring at her prettiness beneath me, and after perhaps the sixth time I
reached the point of coming.  My only regret was that she was not tall
enough for me to kiss her lips as I spewed ecstatically into her.

"That wasn't so bad," she said after I rolled off and laid next to her.

"I'm glad I didn't hurt you too much.  We should wait some days before
doing it again.  I want the rip to heal completely."

"Will it feel good then?"

"Perhaps.  Certainly it will eventually."

I got up from the bed and retrieved a warm wash cloth from the bathroom
with which I cleansed her groin of blood and semen.  While doing so I
had a distinct feeling of washing a child, because Christine was
certainly not an adult.

I then examined the damage I had done.  The protective ring of membrane,
her hymen, was ripped away leaving a bloody hole into which I inserted
the tip of my tongue.  I ate her out again, concentrating on the
protuberant clitoral hood which I lapped and sucked until she cried out
in ecstasy.

Despite having come twice in the space of an hour, I was hard once more,
although I felt no urgency to come again.  I sat beside the young girl,
stroking her pale flesh and admiring her fresh, ripe beauty.  I felt a
thrill of delicious illicitness in fondling the kid, whose young body
was mine to enjoy at will.

"What if Laura finds out?" she asked, a worried expression twisting her
face.

"She won't mind, darling.  I'll tell her myself."


* * *


When I did, Laura's only concern was that Christine might monopolize me.

"I have enough for you both," I assured her.

"Prove it!" was her response.

I could not reject this invitation to fuck, although I found her mature
body, however attractive, to be less exciting than her kid sister's
freshness.  I recognized in myself a surpressed pedophilia that the girl
had roused from slumber.

Laura sighed as I penetrated her slowly, inch by inch.  Then she became
increasingly noisy as we banged together in growing passion.  She cried
out repeatedly when orgasms began to overwhelm her, but she lay in
exhaustion when my turn arrived.  I fucked in long, slow strokes,
savoring the feel of my cock moving in and out.  I pressed my lips to
hers as I spewed joyously.

"Christine is really lucky," she said later as we bathed together in the
shower.

"How so?"

"Not only did her first time go easy without much hurt, she also had a
guy like you to break her in.  You're fantastic in bed, you know."

"So I've been told."

"Now she's ready to fuck pretty, hairless boys."

"Are you into pretty, hairless boys, Laura?"

"I had one once who was pretty as a girl.  He was twelve and I eighteen.
His cock was only half grown and he didn't bring me off, but I loved the
surprised look on his face when he came."

"He hadn't come before?"

"No.  He experienced his first ever orgasm inside me.   Do you think I
spoiled him, Chuck?  I mean, do you think he gets less pleasure from
whacking off than other guys because he's already fucked once?"

"That's impossible to measure, but I doubt it.  Whacking off is always a
great release.  I still do it when I haven't had a girl in several
days."

"Or a boy?"

"I'm not into boys, Laura."

"Not even pretty, hairless ones.  Haven't you ever been tempted?"

With arms around her I began to soap her back.  Our faces almost
touched.

"To tell the truth, I once sucked a cock, a playmate's.  I was twelve
and he eleven.  He didn't squirt."

"Do you remember the experience fondly?  Would you like to do it again?"

"Yes.  I still recall the exotic taste and texture of that pecker in my
mouth.  As for doing it again, the situation would have to be exactly
perfect.  I wouldn't go out of my way to seduce a boy, however pretty."

Laura placed a slippery hand on my cock and kissed my lips.

"Yeah.  I understand, Chuck.  Seducing a young boy could be very risky.
It would have to be a case of finding one in your bed.  Would you butt
fuck him after sucking his cock?"

"That would be rather cruel, don't you think?"

"You've screwed me in the ass more than once."

I fingered her ass hole.  "Yeah, but you enjoy it."

"Only when I'm high.  What about Christine.  Will you do it to her?"

"We'll try it once, and if she doesn't like it I'll pull out immediately
and not do it again."

"You're such a noble fellow!"

"I'm afraid that my cock is too thick for her."

"She's a big girl.  And by the way, you can have sex with her here at
our place.  That basement apartment of yours is really depressing."

"You wouldn't mind?"

"What did I just say?   You two can do whatever you want anywhere in the
house even when I'm about.  I might join in."

"Have you, ah, ever had sex with her?"

"Just some kissing and touching.  I've never gone down on her or brought
her off."

"But you'd like to."

"I think so.  Yeah, why not?  We're sisters after all.  I've had sex
with other girls, but not with one as young as she.  She might not be
eager for it, though."

"Maybe I can set it up for you, Laura."

"Would you, please?"


* * *


I fondled Christine's lovely, bare thigh as we kissed on the couch at
her house.  Then I moved my hand under her T-shirt to caress immature
tits.  We were working ourselves up to a session of oral sex, but the
girl was worried.

"Laura will be home soon," she said.

"She knows about us," I responded.  "She told me that she'd like to do
it with us three way."

"Really?  But she's my sister."

"Does that matter?  You already love each other.  Why not have fun
together?"

"I don't know, Chuck.  There's something creepy about that."

"You don't want her to go down on you, or maybe you're reluctant to
bring her off?"

"It's just that she's my sister.  I'd do it with another girl."

"Have you ever?"

"Not yet."

"Would you mind if she just watches while we make out?"

"I couldn't do that!"

"What if you watch while I fuck her?"

The girl twisted her lips in thought.  At last she grinned.  "That might
be fun."

"What if we were all naked?"

"I suppose."

We undressed, and again I marveled at the young girl's lovely body --
well-fleshed, shapely limbs, new tits and scant hair between the legs.
She lay atop me as I reclined on the couch, my cock pressed to her
belly.  I fingered her anus as we kissed.

"I don't know about that, Chuck," she said, reading my mind.

"I've done it with Laura.  She likes it."

"Maybe sometime."

"But not today?"

She did not answer, but asked, "Will you lick on me?"

Laura arrived home and entered the living room as I was eating out her
kid sister, who was whining near orgasm..  The girl was splayed back on
the couch.  I knelt between her lovely legs but glimpsed Laura from the
corner of my eye.

"Let me do it," she whispered, kneeling beside me.

Christine's eyes were closed. I moved aside.

"Don't stop!" the girl yelled, but Laura quickly took my place and
lapped on her sister's pleasure spot as I had been doing.  The result
was a gasping cry as Christine attained climax.

"Oh, god!" the girl exclaimed after she opened her eyes and saw whose
head was between her thighs.

"You taste good, little sister," Laura said.

"But, but ..." the younger stuttered, at a loss for words.

"Do you still think it's creepy, Christine?" I asked, "now that Laura
has brought you off?"

She did not respond.  She sat staring ahead with a dazed expression on
her pretty face.

Laura leaned up to kiss her lips, and before long Christine's hands
moved to her sister's shoulders then to her cheeks.  She kissed back
passionately.

Laura abruptly stood and began to tear off her clothes.

"Let's go to my bedroom," she said, pulling a willing Christine to her
feet.

Once there the girls got onto the bed and began to kiss furiously, the
elder atop the younger.  I stood near the bed and watched Laura lick
down her sister's body then eat her out.  With a hand Christine fondled
the head between her thighs.  Before long she grimaced, bucked and cried
out in orgasm.  They lay still, Laura's face still pressed to the pussy.

"I'll do it," Christine said in a scarcely audible voice.  "I want to."

Laura laid next to her sister.  I could not hear what they whispered to
each other.  Then Christine went down on Laura, however tentatively.

I waited patiently for my turn, playing with my hard cock, watching the
younger bring off the elder, who cried ecstatically at climax.  I had to
wait even longer, because the two girls began to kiss and cuddle,
whispering to each other.

Actually I felt like an intruder, out of place in the presence of two
genuine lovers.  I left the room, went downstairs and poured myself a
drink.  I sat on the couch with a wilted cock and glass in hand.  Over
most of the next hour I listened to a series of uninhibited, orgasmic
cries from upstairs.

Finally they descended the stairs hand in hand with expressions of great
contentment on their pretty faces.  Laura knelt in front of me and
pushed my legs widely apart.  Christine joined her.

"We've neglected you," Laura said to me before sucking my cock hard.

"We're going to do this together," Christine remarked before Laura
offered her my cock.

They took turns sucking me, and sometimes they had their lips on my
member at the same time.  When I warned of my impending release, the
cock was in Christine's mouth, who received the first spurt.  The second
splashed both their faces and Laura's mouth got the third one as well as
the final dribbles.

They laughed uproariously.  Laura swallowed.  Christine blew bubbles
with my semen.

"Will you move in with us, Chuck?" Laura asked.  "I'll behave myself and
stop running around with those people you call low-life."

"Things have really changed today!" Christine exclaimed and cuddled to
her sister.

"But we're not lesbians," Laura insisted.  "We treasure your lovely cock
too much."

Christine beamed.  "And I'm going to bring home pretty boys for Laura to
play with."

"I think, Christine, that Chuck might want to relive some pleasant
memories too."


END
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