Chapter 1 - Mr. Morton

"Tum de dum de dum," Kellie was humming as she left home on her mission. She was almost happy enough to skip down the sidewalk, but she felt that eleven was too old for public skipping. The reason she was so happy was that she had a surefire plan to win first place in her school's candy sale this year. That ickey Jenny Morgan was NOT going to beat her this year, like she had the last two years.

Her plan was based on some advantages that most of the other kids did not have. First, she had the very good fortune to have been born beautiful. She had long, blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and a smile that had been attracting attention since she was a baby. She actually posed in front of the mirror in her room trying to get her dimples to show whenever she smiled. Her second edge was the knowledge she had come by while innocently eavesdropping on her mother's phone conversations. Kellie's mom was traffic control for the neighborhood gossip network. Kellie had learned a lot about the "skeletons in the closet" in her neighborhood, and even though she wasn't completely sure she knew what "skeletons in the closet" meant, she knew juicy gossip when she heard it.

But it was the things she had learned from her Aunt Sally and Uncle Phil that were the most powerful weapons in her arsenal. Kellie had spent two weeks with her aunt and uncle the previous summer while her parents went on a cruise. Kellie's mom really didn't want to leave her with her sister and her husband, she kind of thought it was like letting Colonel Sanders watch your chickens, but there just wasn't anybody else available, and they really wanted to go on that cruise. Sally had been a wild child and teenager, but Kellie's mom had to admit that her lack of morals hadn't kept her from getting three rich husbands.

During that vacation her aunt had taught Kellie how to use the fact that she was a naturally sexy little girl to get whatever she wanted from dirty-minded adults. As Sally had told her, "Kellie, I've been using my body to get through life since I was just a little older than you are. I would never have graduated from high school if I hadn't found a couple of teachers, and a principal, who liked to do nasty things to young girls. And it's no accident that I have married rich. Now it's time for me to pass on my experience to the next generation. I've been watching you blossom over the last few years, and now you are ready to take advantage of your natural attributes. You've got the face of a movie star, and in a couple of years you'll have a body that will stop traffic."

That had been the beginning to a very interesting and educational two weeks for Kellie, which included losing her virginity to Uncle Phil, under Sally's guidance. Sally had told her, "You need to just go ahead and get rid of that cherry. And it might as well be with a nice, older guy like Phil. We'll make sure that your first sexual experiences are enjoyable."

Now she was ready to put those new-found skills to work.

Her first customer was Mr. Morton, or "poor George Morton" as her mother called him. His wife had died two years before, and he had been living alone since then. Kellie had a hunch that he was a likely candidate for her trap, because she had seen how he watched her when she walked past his house every day when she came home from school. There was something just not right about how he peeked at her through the curtains.

She walked up to his door and rang the bell. While she waited for him to come to the door, she checked herself out. She was wearing a blouse and skirt that she had outgrown last year, because she knew that the tight blouse would display her perky little breasts, and the skirt was short enough to give the old man a good leg show.

The door opened. Mr. Morton seemed surprised to see her, "Oh, hi, Kellie. What can I do for you?"

Kellie happily noticed that his eyes were roaming over her from head to foot over and over again. The old clothes were working.

"Hi, Mr. Morton. My school is having a candy sale, and I just know you want to help me out and buy some." She gave him her cutest smile, the one she had been working on, with dimples in both cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Kellie, but I'm trying to watch my weight. I don't really need candy in the house."

Kellie thought that seemed like a weak excuse, but it looked like he wasn't falling for her charms. She knew it was time to use a trick that Aunt Sally had recommended when Kellie had called her for advice a few days ago.

"OK, I'm sorry to have bothered you," she said. She turned and started away, but as she stepped away from the door she "accidentally" dropped her order forms. When she bent over to pick them up, she knew that she was giving Mr. Morton a really good look at her delightful tush in her Tinkerbell panties (also a year old, and tight).

It worked. Mr. Morton stopped her by saying, "Uh, Kellie, maybe I can buy some. Do you want to come in and show me what you have?"

Kellie thought, 'you know what I've got, you dirty old man', but what she actually said was "Sure. Let me show you my catalog."

She followed him into his living room. She handed him the catalog, and sat down on the sofa. Mr. Morton sat down on the matching sofa across from Kellie, and opened the catalog. Kellie sat back on the sofa, and made sure that her legs were spread just enough to let him catch another glimpse of her cute cotton panties without seeming too slutty. He glanced at the catalog, then up her skirt, then turned a page and repeated the process.

Finally he got to the last page. Kellie heard him gasp, and saw his mouth drop open. He had found her pictures. A few days ago, Kellie had used her parent's digital camera to take a couple of candid, naked pictures of herself. She had printed them, and stuck them in the catalog. "Do you see anything you like?" she asked innocently.

"Oh, Kellie, you are a very interesting young lady," he said after he regained his ability to speak. He couldn't seem to make up his mind whether to look at Kellie or her pictures.

"Now, would you like to hear my special deal, Mr. Morton?" she offered. "I have a very special offer, just for you." She paused, waiting for his answer, but when it appeared that he had lost the ability to speak again, she went ahead. "If you buy 50 candy bars from me, I'll take off my clothes for you. Won't that be better than looking at my pictures?"

"Fifty!" he started to object, but realized that he actually would pay a lot more than that for a few glimpses of a naked Kellie. In fact, he was already thinking about a lot more than just looking. "Well....sure, that seems like it would be OK. Just between the two of us, right?"

She had the hook in him, now it was time to reel him in.

"I really want to win the contest, Mr. Morton, so how about if you buy 100. If you do, I will kiss your pee-pee too," Now, Kellie knew that the proper term was penis, and she was more than aware of the words dick, prick, and cock, but Sally had taught her that when dealing with horny older men, a little baby talk would go a long way.

It had been a long time, more than two years actually, since Mr. Morton had had sex with anyone other than himself, and he had been getting more and more aroused while watching Kellie walk by his house every day, so 100 cheap candy bars seemed like a blue-light special to him at that moment.

"OK, let's do it, little girl. Take those clothes off." He was all business (well, monkey business) now.

But Kellie wasn't done dealing yet.

"And, you can give me fifty dollars, as kind of a tip, right?" she said as she began to unbutton her blouse. At that point she could have asked him for ten times that, but she was still new at this game, and didn't pick up on the hint that the sweat on his brow was giving her.

"Fifty, yeah, just hurry up!" It had been a long two years.

Kellie slipped off her blouse. She was wearing a training bra, which she quickly slid up over her head. From looking at her Mom and Aunt Sally, Kellie knew that some day she would have a nice set of tits, but for now they were just cute, conical-shaped swellings, just beginning to take on their mature shape. Her nipples were becoming more pronounced and were a delightful shade of pink. Mr. Morton seemed to be entranced by them. He reached out to touch one, but Kellie stopped him. Remembering another lesson from Sally she knew that she needed to stay in charge.

"Now, now, Mr. Morton," she admonished him, "no touching. I'm just a young girl, and you know that would be wrong."

He didn't object. By now, he was very grateful for any favors she was bestowing on him. She slipped out of her skirt and panties, and pirouetted slowly in front of him, giving him a good show for his money. Kellie fully intended to be an honest businesswoman.

"Well, what do you think? Am I going to be sexy someday?"

"You are a delight already, young lady," he whispered. He hesitated, almost as if he were shy before asking, "Uh, my pee-pee?"

Kellie grinned at him.

"Well, do you want me to kiss it through your pants, silly?"

Actually, he had been hoping that she would take it out for him, but it was apparent that that would have involved too much touching for her. Reluctantly he stood up, unzipped his pants and dropped them and his shorts into a puddle around his ankles.

"OK, there it is, kiddo, now start kissing." By now, he didn't have a lot of patience left.

Kellie found it hard not to giggle when she saw his little, shriveled prick. It was a lot smaller than Uncle Phil's. And she remembered that Sally had told her that sometimes, older men needed more than just a glimpse of flesh to get it up, so she repressed her urge to laugh at him, and went to work. She knelt down in front of him, and grasped him in her warm little hand. Then, as promised, she kissed the purple head of his now swelling "pee-pee". She started stroking him, using the technique that Sally and Phil had taught her.

Too late, Mr. Morton realized that he should have been more exact while negotiating the terms of their agreement. He had assumed that "kissing" meant something more like a real header, but apparently to Kellie, kissing meant just that. Oh well, he thought, at least her manual technique felt wonderful. So wonderful that he soon felt himself getting ready to erupt. Well, it had been a long time since he had "erupted", so squirt was maybe a more accurate term.

Kellie was now using one hand on his shaft while massaging his balls with her other. That was another Sally trick. That way, she could feel him tightening up, and she knew when he was about to cum. That was when she pulled back, so that her mouth was no longer anywhere near the tip of his prick. Just tasting his pre-cum had been bad enough, she certainly didn't want a face full of the old man's semen.

And, sure enough, with just a few more vigorous strokes, she soon found her hand covered with his stinky, white goo. He fell back on the sofa, and just sat there, eyes closed, not moving. For a second Kellie was afraid she had killed him. After a few moments, he came to, smiled at her, and said "You are really a very good salesperson, Kellie. You can count on me as a customer if you have anything else to sell."

"I sure will," Kellie beamed. She quickly got dressed, made sure that she had his candy order, and her fifty bucks of course, then left a very pleased Mr. Morton still lying on the sofa, with a big smile on his face. It would be a couple of days before that smile would leave his face.

Chapter 2. Miss Mitchell

Kellie's next stop was a couple of blocks away. That was the home of Kathy Mitchell. Kellie knew her very well, because she was a phys ed teacher at Kellie's school. Kellie had learned while eavesdropping on some of her mother's conversations that a lot of the parents suspected Miss Mitchell of being a lesbian. All Kellie knew was that for some reason Coach Mitchell seemed to hang around the locker room where the girls showered more than any other P.E. teacher ever had. And she seemed to be especially interested in watching Kellie as she got dressed. At first it had kind of creeped Kellie out, but after she found out what a lesbian was, she understood, and figured that she could eventually use that to her advantage. Now was the time.

Miss Mitchell was obviously surprised when she opened the door and saw Kellie. "Hi, Kellie, what are you doing here?"

"Hi, Miss Mitchell, I'll bet you didn't know we lived in the same neighborhood!"

"No, I didn't. What can I do for you?" Miss Mitchell was surprised, but not really upset to see Kellie. She really did enjoy watching her young students as they got dressed after their showers, and Kellie was her favorite. Her body was developing faster than most of the other girls, and somehow this year she had seemed much more mature. Kellie didn't even seem to be embarrassed when she caught Miss Mitchell looking at her, like some of the other girls.

Kellie launched her sales pitch.

"Well, as you know, we are having a candy sale. I thought you would like to help me by buying some of my candy." She turned on the famous Kellie smile.

Kathy was still puzzled. "Gee, Kellie, if I buy from you, then all my students will expect me to buy some, and I'll end up looking like a blimp."

"But I can make you a special deal, Miss Mitchell, since you are my favorite teacher." A little brown-nosing never hurt, Kellie thought.

"What kind of deal are you talking about?"

"Can I come in and show you?" Kellie pleaded, "It's kind of hot out here."

Kathy was intrigued, so she let Kellie in. Once inside, Kellie did not hesitate, but proceeded with her plan right away. "Miss Mitchell, I know you really enjoy looking at my body. I've seen you watching me in the locker room. So, if you buy 50 candy bars, and give me fifty dollars, I will let you look at me right now as much as you want." She knew she was getting greedy by asking for the money also, but it had worked before, so she thought she would give it a try again.

Kathy could not believe her ears; this was a dream come true. But she knew she would not be able to stop with just looking, so she decided to up the stakes. "Kellie, do you know what cunnilingus is?"

"Huh? Cunning what?" Kellie feigned ignorance, even though she actually knew the word, thanks to a lesson in sexual vocabulary that Aunt Sally had given her as part of her sexual education.

"It' something very special that young girls like very much, and that I like doing to young girls. If I promise to buy 100 candy bars, will you let me teach you?"

Kellie couldn't believe that Miss Mitchell was cooperating so easily with her plan. And besides, having her little pussy licked was a sexual experience that she had not experienced yet, and she was eager to try it. There didn't seem to be any need to be coy now, so Kellie readily agreed.

"OK, you've got a deal!"

Kathy smiled in anticipation. She had been a lesbian since she was a teenager, but she had never sampled the delights of such a young, sweet pussy. Watching her students every day as they dressed was fun, but frustrating. She found herself constantly wondering what one of those fresh slits would taste like. Now she could relieve some of that frustration.

Kellie started taking her clothes off, for the second time that day. She was really beginning to enjoy the way people couldn't seem to take their eyes off her naked body. Mr. Morton had not seemed to be able to make up his mind which part of her to look at first, but Miss Mitchell was more focused. She did not spend much time checking out her little boobies, but stared intently at the place between her legs where she was just beginning to sprout some hair.

"Come on," Kathy led Kellie into her bedroom. Kellie stood by the bed, getting somewhat nervous. The eager young teacher still had not touched her.

"Lie down," she ordered Kellie. Kellie made herself comfortable in the middle of the bed, lying flat on her back, watching her teacher's eyes and waited to see what would happen next. "Relax, Kellie," the teacher whispered, "this isn't going to hurt, not at all."

With that, she lay down next to Kellie and began kissing our young heroine while massaging her breasts with one hand, and exploring her slit with the other. It was kind of like being in bed with an octopus. Kellie really wasn't much into kissing yet, so having her gym teacher's tongue in her mouth was not something she really enjoyed. But the eager young student just accepted it as part of the learning process. Fortunately she did not have to put up with that for very long before Kathy decided it was time to move on to advanced topics.

Kathy slid down the bed and started kissing the inside of one of Kellie's thighs. She alternated soft kisses with long licks all the way up the inside of one leg, passed over the treasure trove in the middle, and repeated the process down the other leg. Kellie kind of liked the way that that teasing felt, but she really wanted to have more attention paid to her pussy. She arched her pelvis up slightly to make her sweet spot more accessible, as Sally had shown her during her defloration by Uncle Phil. She hoped that Miss Mitchell would take the hint. It worked.

"Why, you little sexpot!," Kathy exclaimed as Kellie made it obvious where she wanted the teacher to focus her attentions. "If I didn't know better, I would say you are already having sex. Where did you learn to move like that?" Kathy asked, but she didn't wait for a reply. Instead, she dove at the inviting target that Kellie was offering, and started licking her way up and down that cute little slit. Some of her lovers shaved their cunts, but this sweet smoothness was something else entirely. It was like licking a peach, she thought, and a few seconds later, when that precious little pussy began to get moist, the image in her mind changed to a peeled peach.

Kellie was lying still with her eyes shut, but Kathy could tell from the way she was panting that she was enjoying it so far. She gently spread Kellie's outer lips with both hands, and looked at what she assumed would be a virgin pussy. She was not too surprised to not find a cherry, nothing about this young lady could shock her now. In fact, not only was there no cherry, Kellie's vagina was actually dilating open a little bit. Kathy could not resist, she attacked that little opening, using her tongue like a little wet penis.

And that was the way it felt to Kellie. She of course did not know that her teacher was famous among her gay friends for what she could do with that tongue. To Kellie, it felt almost like Uncle Phil was in her again. And she did not mind that feeling at all. But just as she was getting used to the feeling of having Miss Mitchell buried in her, she was in for another surprise.

Kathy now turned her attention to the little nub at the top of Kellie's slit. Just as her breasts were just beginning to swell into their adult shape, so was her clit emerging to the point where Kellie was aware of it. She had been playing with it more and more during her recent masturbation experiments. But that had not prepared her for the feeling that shot through her when Kathy sucked her button into her mouth and began rolling it around with her tongue.

Kellie was still getting used to that feeling when she felt Kathy's finger pushing into her tight little twat. The combination of having her clit sucked while being probed by that inquisitive digit soon brought Kellie to a point that she had only reached once before, during the second time her uncle had penetrated her. She knew it was an orgasm, another vocabulary word from Sally. So far, she had not been able to bring herself to that point by rubbing herself.

Kellie wanted to just lie there and be quiet; she didn't want Miss Mitchell to get the idea that she actually liked that lezzie stuff, but she could not help herself. Her hips began to move as she ground herself onto the intruding finger, and she began to whimper like her puppy did when he was hungry.

That was just what Kathy had been waiting for. She prided herself on always being able to bring her partners to a climax quickly, but she had not been sure she could do it with a young girl. But there was no mistaking the noises and movements she was getting from Kellie. She sucked hard on Kellie's clit while she slid two fingers inside the now sopping wet pussy, until she felt Kellie tighten up even more around her, and heard Kellie let out a long, deep moan.

Kathy slowly withdrew, and looked up at the young girl's flushed face. "You should probably be paying me, Kellie," she teased. "Don't you think that was worth something?"

Kellie didn't answer right away.

"Yes, that was amazing, Miss Mitchell, but a deal's a deal. One hundred candy bars and fifty dollars, as agreed." But Kellie left the door open for more experimenting in this new world, by adding, "But, I might come back in a few days, to let you show me how to do that to you!"

Kathy smiled, and said, "Anytime, Kellie, anytime."

After she got dressed, Kellie decided to head home. She had one more house to visit in her candy drive, but she was tired, and decided to let that one wait for a few days.

Chapter 3: The Thomas Twins

A couple of days later, Kellie was ready to finish her sales campaign. Her last stop was the Thomas house. Mr. and Mrs. Thomas had raised five kids in that house. Three of them had turned out very successful, nice careers and families, etc. It was the last two children that were the problem. Jerry and Jimmy, the Thomas twins, were classic slackers. After high school, where they had not excelled in anything, they went to the local community college for a year. They then dropped out, to "find themselves". Apparently, they had lost themselves in a video game, because that was were they could be found just about any day, sitting in front of a TV, fingers busily moving over a game controller. Kellie figured that two nerdy nineteen year olds who never left home would be easy targets for her charms.

Wednesday afternoon after school was a good time to pay them a visit. Mrs. Thomas always played bridge with Kellie's mom and some other ladies that day, and Mr. Thomas always worked late, so the twins should be home alone.

The outfit that Kellie had used so effectively before was still in the laundry, so she had decided to go with another provocative outfit. She was wearing her bright pink "Hello Kitty" t-shirt, and the shortest, tightest shorts she had. They were so short that her mother had told her never to wear them outside of their home again, but Kellie had slipped out during the bridge game when nobody was paying attention to her.

When she rang the doorbell at the Thomas' house, and eventually the door opened.

"Hi, Jimmy, it's me, Kellie, from down the street." Jimmy blinked at her and didn't say anything. Kellie knew it was Jimmy because, even though the twins were identical, Jimmy still wore the same nerdy glasses that he wore in school, but Jerry had opted for contacts a couple of years ago. When it became obvious that he wasn't going to say anything, she asked, "Do you remember me?"

That was a totally unnecessary question. Of course Jimmy knew who she was. It wasn't just Mr. Morton who had been watching Kellie as she came home from school each day. If anything, the twins were even more enthusiastic about watching the budding sexpot then their neighbor was. They had even gone to the point of taking pictures of her, using their parent's digital camera with the zoom lens. Thanks to that high-powered lens, they had been able to examine Kellie in much detail, and to compare her with the pictures they had downloaded from a couple of their favorite webpages that were dedicated to naughty young girls posing in their birthday suits. It was their opinion that she would compare very favorably to the best of those girls if they could ever get the chance to see her naked. If Kellie had known that she could have saved a lot of time.

Jimmy had no idea how close he was to having their dreams come true. "Uh, sure Kellie, I uh-uh-uh know w-w-w-ho you are." Jimmy hadn't stuttered since he was fifteen, but being that close to Kellie was bringing it back. He took a deep breath to get himself under control, and managed to say "What can I d-d-d-do for you?"

Kellie quickly went through her sales pitch. By now she was getting good at quickly convincing her customers that she had something special to offer.

"Can I come in and show you my catalog?" said the fly to the spider. Once Jimmy realized that she actually wanted to come inside, he opened the screen door, and led her back to the game room. When he walked into the room, he yelled at his brother, "Jerry, turn off that stupid game. We've got a visitor."

Jerry was slouched all over a bean bag, staring at the battle raging on the screen in front of him. At first Jerry seemed to ignore them, but when he glanced up and saw Kellie, he hit the off button on the console like Barry Bonds jumping on a fastball.. He just stared at her, with his mouth hanging open. Kellie looked at his slack-jawed expression, and decided this might even be easier than she had expected. It appeared that the twins probably had a genius IQ, if you added them up.

She was getting ready to go into her sales pitch again for Jerry, but Jimmy beat her to it. Now that he had his stuttering somewhat under control, it seemed like he was anxious to talk.

"Kellie wants us to buy s-s-s-ome candy. It's for her sch-h-ool. She has a catalog. I told her we would look at it. Isn't she dressed....." he was babbling.

"Shut up Jimmy," Jerry snapped. He still could not believe that the object of so many of his masturbatory fantasies was standing just a few feet away. Her long blond hair was not in the ponytail that she usually wore, but was draped on her shoulders, framing her adorable face. Her eyes were even bluer than he had thought they were. And her dimples looked like they were permanently etched in her cheeks. Her breasts were just beginning to show under the pink shirt, but it was her legs that captured most of his attention. Her very short pants allowed him to see that they were filling out nicely. She was well passed the skinny leg phase that girls of that age usually had, or at least so it seemed from the pictures he and his brother had been downloading. Her shorts were tight enough to show the outline of her pussy.

By now, Kellie was sure that she had the twins under her control, so she decided to go in for the kill.

"Gosh, what's wrong with your pants, Jerry. There's a big lump in them. Do you like candy a lot, or are you just glad to see me?" she asked as innocently as she could. Her dad was a fan of old movies, and she had heard Mae West use that line one day while she was watching one of the old movies with him. But it wasn't until just recently that she had understood it. This was the first time she had had a chance to use it.

She could tell that Jimmy was getting excited too, so she got to the point.

"I need to sell 200 candy bars today to reach my goal. Don't you want to help me? If you buy that many, I won't have to go to anybody else's house. That means I can spend more time here. I know that's a lot of candy, so let me sweeten the deal a little." She had copied this part of her pitch from one of the car dealers that was always on TV, and she had practiced it several times to get it just right.

"I know you think I am hot, and that you could never come close to being around a girl as hot as I am, but today is your lucky day. If you buy my candy, I can make your dreams come true."

The twins didn't say anything. They were in shock. Kellie misinterpreted that as uncertainly, so she decided a little advertising would help her make the sale. She spun around so they could see her cute, round butt. She looked at them over her shoulder and said, "Wouldn't you like to know what that feels like?"

Jerry, the skeptic, answered for both of them, "Is this some kind of trap?"

"Oh, silly," Kellie giggled, "why would I play a trick on you guys? Now, do we have a deal or what?"

Jimmy jumped in now, "Wait a minute. Just exactly what will we get out of this deal?"

"Well," Kellie teased them, "maybe I will take off all my clothes. Wouldn't you like that?"

Jerry took charge again. "That's not enough. We get to touch you too, anywhere we want."

"Oh gee, I don't know about that," Kellie purred seductively. "I really shouldn't let you do that. I'm too young."

Jimmy was practically jumping out of his skin now. He ignored her weak objections. "And we get to fuck her too, right Jerry?" he looked to his brother for reassurance. Jerry just growled, like an animal.

Then Kellie noticed that somehow the door had closed, and she was trapped in the room with the two horny teenagers. She realized that she was not in control anymore, but she didn't panic. Oh, well, if I have to, I have to, she thought.

"Oh, just don't hurt me, okay?" she pleaded. Actually she was more excited about what was going to happen than she was worried about being hurt.

There wasn't any point in being coy anymore, so she quickly slipped out of her clothes. Jerry finally got up out of the beanbag and walked over to her. Jimmy suddenly opened the door and ran down the hallway. "Where are you going?" Jerry yelled after him.

"I'm getting the camera and take some pictures. This may never happen to us again, and I want to have something more than just memories," Jimmy responded as he ran down the hall.

"What an idiot," Jerry sighed. He was squeezing her little tits like he was testing them for freshness. That didn't feel very good to Kellie, especially compared to the gentle treatment they had received at the hands of her gym teacher, but she was beginning to feel a tingle between her legs anyway.

Jerry quickly moved his attention to her butt, and began massaging it with both hands while he pressed his body against her. Her ass, he noted, was just as delightfully firm as he envisioned. This was going to be fun.

By then Jimmy had returned with the camera. "Back up, Jerry, let me get some pictures."

At first Jerry ignored him. Instead, with his hands still grasping her ass, he lifted her up and plopped her down on one of the beanbags. Then he straightened up and began taking his clothes off.

"OK, brother, if you want some pictures you better get them quick. I'm gonna be all over that little body in a few seconds, and you probably won't even be able to see her for awhile."

Jimmy clicked away rapidly, as Jerry disrobed. Kellie noted with a little unease that his cock was considerably bigger than Uncle Phil. For the first time she began to be a little afraid. Uncle Phil's cock had filled her up, and she wasn't sure where she was going to put Jerry's extra length and width. But before she had much time to dwell on that, Jerry did as he had promised, and threw himself on top of her.

Apparently foreplay was not part of their video games, because as soon as he was on top of her, he pushed her legs apart and started trying to push himself into her. This was not anything like the slow, romantic style of lovemaking that she had experienced before. Her pussy was not providing any natural lubrication, and combined with her small size, Jerry was having a hard time getting the end of his prick into her. And the harder he pushed at her, the further into the beanbag she sank.

"Jerry, take it easy," Jimmy advised. "Don't forget, she's a virgin."

In his excitement, Jerry had not considered that. He had to admit that his brother was right, this approach would not work. He wrapped his arms around her again, and rolled over. Now he was lying on the beanbag, with Kellie on top of him. She wasn't sure what he wanted her to do then, so he asked his brother for help.

"Jimmy, lift her up, and lower her onto me."

Kellie didn't like the sound of that. For some reason, the picture that came to mind was of a marshmallow being put on a stick to be roasted over a campfire. And Jimmy wasn't doing too good a job of trying to get her into position. That's what too much time playing video games will get you, no upper body strength. Now that it was inevitable that Jerry was going to penetrate her, she decided she better start helping.

"Let go, dummy," she shouted at Jimmy. "I'll do it."

She spit on her hand and wet her pussy as much as she could that way, another Aunt Sally trick. Then she balanced herself as best she could on her knees and hands on the squishy beanbag, reached down between her legs and grabbed Jerry's rock-hard cock, and eased herself down. She felt the head push into her a little bit, but he was just too big. It felt like someone was trying to put their arm inside her. She pushed herself back up. It was just too uncomfortable.

But Jerry was running out of patience.

"Get back on there," he ordered. "You don't have to take it all, just do what you can."

Kellie did feel bad for him, after all, a deal is a deal, so she eased herself back onto his knob, and lowered herself slowly. This time it was a little easier. She stopped after she got the first couple of inches in, waited for a few seconds, then started to ride his cock, being careful not to push down too hard. That seemed to be doing the trick. Jerry had his eyes shut and was beginning to whimper, "Please, don't stop, don't stop, don't ever stop."

With that encouragement she began to move a little faster, and soon, without realizing it, she was taking almost all of his large shaft into her stretched little hole. And it was beginning to feel good. But before that feeling intensified to the point of orgasm, she suddenly felt Jerry spasm under her, and felt his hot seed spurting deep into her.

"Oh, my god, that was better than perfect," he said. "Thank you, thank you."

As she lay there on top of him, feeling his cum oozing out of her around his shriveling prick, she had almost forgotten about Jimmy. Then she realized that he was crouched right behind her, and was still taking pictures. She wondered what kind of view he was getting of her red, swollen mound.

"Hey, where's the blood?" he asked. "I thought you were a virgin."

Jerry was finally reviving enough to answer, "Well, she's tight enough to be a virgin. Maybe she broke it herself accidentally." The idea that maybe he wasn't the first man to have her had not occurred to him. Kellie didn't say anything, having them believe that story was a lot easier than telling them the truth about her defloration.

Jimmy took one more picture, then said "Hey, my turn now." The question of what had happened to her hymen was not important to him anymore.

Kellie rolled off Jerry's sweat-soaked body, and looked up at Jimmy. He had his clothes off now too, and she was a little dismayed to see that they were identical twins when it came to sexual equipment also.

Jimmy had decided while watching his brother's efforts at penetrating the girl that he wanted to try something different. It was actually a fantasy he had had for a long time. But usually his imaginary playmate had been one of his classmates from high school. Now, he could live out his fantasy and double his pleasure by doing it with a young girl. He stuck out a hand and helped Kellie to her feet. Then he led her over to the pool table that occupied most of the room. He turned her around and pushed her down so she was bent over the table in front of him.

Kellie wasn't sure what he was going to do next, but it didn't take long to find out. She was a little too short to stand on the floor while bending over the table, so her legs were just dangling a few inches off the floor as she lie there. She felt Jimmy spread her legs apart a little, then she felt his equally massive rod pushing at her still tender young cunt as he pushed up against her. Her session with Jerry seemed to have loosened her up, so Jimmy was able to slide in a lot easier. Maybe I'm already becoming a slut, she thought. It was fortunate that she was more receptive, because this twin was not going to be gentle at all. He pushed into her as deep as he could, then started stroking in-and-out as hard and fast as he could.

Kellie was surprised that she was actually enjoying this brutal treatment. Her pussy was now dripping from the combination of Jerry's semen and her natural juices, so she was deriving a lot more pleasure from Jimmy's thrusts. As she suspected, it did not take him any longer to finish than his brother, and she soon felt her womb being bathed in warm fluid for the second time in the last few minutes. Jimmy didn't lose his erection as fast as Jerry had, and a few seconds after he came he started driving into her again, keeping it up until this time she felt that wonderful feeling that she had experienced with Miss Mitchell. Wow, she thought, I'm really beginning to like this!

Jimmy noticed too. "Hey, Jerry, I think the little bitch came! She really squeezed my cock. Did you feel that?"

But Jerry was still in a daze from his experience and didn't answer. In fact, both twins were now pretty much sated and exhausted.

Kellie was tired also. She easily could have curled up in one of the beanbags and taken a nap, but she knew that Mrs. Thomas would be home soon, and she had to get out of there. She left the twins lying there and found a bathroom where she could clean herself up a bit. Her pussy was beginning to ache now, but she realized that if she could take on these two, she was ready for anything. And she was looking forward to that.

She got dressed and left quickly, before their mom came home. It was a little difficult walking home, kind of like after she had gone horseback riding for the first time. She slipped in without her mom seeing, and changed out of her provocative clothes into her normal young-girl look. She slept very well that night.

And yeah, she won first place in the candy sale.