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Date: Sat, 13 Mar 2004 22:10:05 -0500
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                        the three of us

    The girls lay there contented for a bit, rubbing
    bellies with the squishy stuff in between. "Hey,"
    said Natasha, "what does this stuff taste like? turn
    around so I can lick it off your tummy, you can lick
    it off of mine."

    "Ok." Fairyish Lydia got up off Natasha and turned
    around facing inverted to each other, and each set to
    work with her tongue on the other's belly, savoring
    my secretions.

    "Mmmm..." both replied to each other. Lydia's bun,
    still panty-clad, bobbed yearningly in the air.

    I put some shorts on and wandered into the other room
    to the stereo. After poking around the CD collection
    a bit I settled on the Indigo Girls, and put it on.

    What about my chance to be alone with Lydia? I had
    been having the fantasy for weeks now, that we would
    be walking alone together through the woods....

    When I returned to the other room, the girls were
    both moving southward on each other's bellies.

    Lydia could stand it no longer. "Oh babe. Let me feel
    your tongue on me. Please. I dream about it all the
    time." Natasha carefully slipped one finger inside
    Lydia's panties, probing knowingly.

    "Oh yes!" wailed Lydia. "You are my love-queen, my
    dream!."

    "You really want me, don't you?" smiled Natasha.

    "Oh babe, you have no idea!" Lydia moaned as Natasha
    slipped the panties over Lydia's buns and down her
    legs, Natasha deliberately exploring Lydia's soft
    moist fold with her tongue.

    "You're so beautiful," said Lydia, watching Natasha
    turn her on. "here..." Lydia, still on top, fumbled
    with Natasha's underwear, eventually pulling it off,
    over her feet. She set to work with her tongue as
    well.

    Natasha glanced around at me, smiling. "Want to
    help?"

    "Uh, sure."

    "Just think," mused Lydia. "The great thing about sex
    with 11-year old girls is you can cum all you want
    into our little vaginas, no worrying about birth
    control!"

    As if of one mind, the two rolled over. Now Natasha
    was on top. Lydia slurped away at Natasha, who
    grunted blissfully. Natasha reached out and grabbed
    me, through my shorts. "You have to take off your
    pants," she said. I slid them down, and she engulfed
    my sexual organ with her mouth, until what had been
    soft swelled and hardened with a stiffness of
    yearning.

    Soon all was in readiness. She took me out of her
    mouth. "Now. Around here," she pointed towards her
    rear end. I walked stiffly around to where Lydia's
    upturned face greeted Natasha's yawning little
    hairless hole. Lydia reached in her knowing way and
    pointed my carrot into the moist waiting mouth of
    Natasha's vagina.

    Contact.

    "Unh," moaned Natasha, dark golden curls bouncing
    gently as she her pelvis involuntarily thrusted,
    pushing herself down around me. Lydia's hands
    persisted on my testicles and pressing against my
    asshole, and I felt her tongue lightly striping the
    bottom of the shaft.

    "Harder, deeper," moaned Natasha, beautiful
    olive-skinned back swaying, pausing to kiss Lydia's
    vagina, to probe with her tongue for a few seconds
    before she returned to her gyrating grip of me inside
    her, pushing and pulling against me, each stroke
    drawing the pleasure tighter in her being, until the
    bubble was ready to burst, and I felt the shudder of
    tiny spasms around me.

    "Oh! Oh! More! Keep going!"

    All along, Lydia's tongue dotted little moist spots
    of pleasure all around, as she silently, softly
    stroked my ass.

    Natasha kept twisting and pushing me into her squishy
    iron grip, as she turned her mouth to Lydia's smooth
    pale hairless crotch, causing Lydia to moan below us.

    That made me lose it -- the drops of pleasure came
    gushing out into Natasha, spilling out onto Lydia's
    face.








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