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Subject: {ASSM} Story - Marianne and Cindy by Wizard
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Title: 		Maryanne and Cindy
Author:		Wizard
Keywords:	bgg

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Standard Disclaimer. This is a work of erotic fiction for adults only. If
you are under the age of eighteen, please leave. Staying may result in
activities which the American Medical Association says may lead to increased
hair growth on palms or blindness.
And I don't want to be responsible.

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Marianne and Cindy
Wizard

[Authors Note: This was my third story, originally posted in March 2002]



When I was in the sixth grade I liked Girls, but I didn't like girls. What I
mean is, I would spend hours watching the high school cheerleaders or
looking at the girls in Playboy and drooling. But the girls in my school
didn't do a thing for me. Most were too annoying to be interesting. But then
Marianne got interested in me.


Marianne and Cindy were almost inseparable. They went everywhere together.
They had the same classes, traded clothes, the whole nine yards. Marianne
was defiantly the leader of the pair. If we'd been a little bit older or
more aware of sex, there probably would have been a ton of jokes about them
being lovers.


It was March, we'd just come back from Spring vacation when Marianne decided
that she liked me. For three days, the two girls followed me around between
classes and tried to sit with me at lunch. My friends had already started
with the jokes about my 'girlfriends'.


The old rhyme;
		Peter and Marianne sitting in a tree,
		k*i*s*s*i*n*g.
		First comes love, then comes marriage,
		Then comes Cindy in a baby carriage.
 	was really annoying. Especially after forty or fifty times.

It was Friday afternoon and school was over. I'd stayed late to do a favor
for my math teacher. She wanted me to install a cd-rw in an empty bay in her
computer. It took about twenty minutes to get it in, the computer back
together, and everything tested. I waved goodbye to my teacher, walked out
of the classroom, and stopped dead. Marianne and Cindy were leaning against
the wall across the hall.


"Hi, Peter. We've been waiting for you. We figured we could be alone"


"Why would I want to be alone with you. I don't even like you."


"Sure you do. And we love you." Marianne did all the talking but Cindy was
nodding her head.


"Would you just leave me alone?" I said and started walking away.


"We can't. We love you." Marianne said and started following me.


I started walking faster, and they started walking faster. Finally I started
running and they started running. I ran through the halls, I was going to go
into the boys locker room where they couldn't follow. I ran through the door
and stopped, trying to catch my breath. These girls were nuts.


I didn't realize how nuts because a second later they ran into the locker
room. "You can't be in here." I yelled.


"Really." Marianne answered with a smile.


I turned and ran up the back stairs. I pushed out the door and I was in the
balcony. It was  a small auxiliary gym that overlooked the main gym floor.
Unfortunately there were only two entrances. The locker room door that I'd
just come out of. And the door to the stairs to the main gym. If was
unfortunate because that one was chained shut.


I looked around. There was no place to hide, and I really didn't want to
hide, they were just girls. Annoying as Hell, but just girls. There was a
rolled out wrestling mat in the middle of the room and a couple of rolled up
mats against one wall. There was an old pommel horse next to the far door
and a stack of soft mats just off to one side of the horse. Finally a clock
above the door said it was five till four. My mom would be here to pick me
up at five. Most computer jobs are quick and easy, but the first time you
don't leave yourself extra time you'll run into a problem.


I walked over to the pommel horse and swung up and sat down between the
pommels. Either the girls had stopped following me and I could rest here and
wait till five, or they'd...


The door opened and in walked Marianne and Cindy.


Actually the two girls were kind of cute, in a twelve year old way. Cindy
was about average height for a sixth grader. She was wearing jeans and a
yellow t-shirt with Tweety on it. As I looked at her closely for the first
time, I noticed that she'd started to fill in all the right places. And her
t-shirt pushed forward with breasts the size of half oranges. She actually
had a sweet face and I couldn't remember every seeing her without a smile.
She had black hair that fell halfway down her back and the beginnings of a
black eye. She'd taken an elbow during volleyball in P.E. someone had told
me just before the last bell.


Marianne was maybe an inch, inch and a half taller. Her copper red hair was
a little shorter than Cindy's but not much. She was wearing a Tigger t-shirt
that was deformed by the presence of breasts the size of half grapefruits.
All of a sudden, I wasn't sure why I'd been running from these girls. They
didn't have the bodies of the cheerleaders I'd watched practicing this
morning, but they had a good start.


"So you finally stopped running?" Marianne asked with a smile.


"Have you ever heard the old saying 'Chasing him until he caught you.'?" I
smiled back at the two girls.


"You caught us?"


"I'm alone, in a deserted gym, with the two most beautiful girls in the
sixth grade. That sounds like a pretty good catch to me."


"The two most beautiful girls in the sixth grade?" Marianne asked.


"Number one and number two. But I'll never tell which is which." Both girls
stood up a little taller and without thinking about it, pushed their chests
out a little more. "Now, you say you girls are in love with me?"


"Yes. Madly, passionately. We love you." Marianne said, with Cindy chiming
in on the last two words.


"Are you ready to prove your love?"


"Of Course." They both answered.


"To start with, you both look hot after all that running. Take off your
shirts." Now I'd done it. They were both going to run out of here screaming
and I'd probably be arrested as a pervert in front of my mother when she
came to pick me up. I closed my eyes and waited for the first scream. But I
didn't hear anything. So I opened my eyes. Marianne had her shirt halfway
off, I could just see the bottom of her blue sports bra. As I watched, more
and more was exposed until she was holding her shirt over her triumphantly.


With a quick look at her friend, Cindy had started to pull her t-shirt up
and I watched as her white traditional bra was exposed to the world.


"There. Does that prove we love you?" Marianne asked.


"It's a start." I said with a smile that I was pretty sure wasn't innocent.
"Take off your bras." I ordered. "That is, if you love me."


Without the merest hesitation, Marianne dropped her shirt on the floor and
reached down and grabbed the bottom of her bra and starting pulling it up.
Cindy was only a second behind her in reaching back for the clasp on her
bra. The two garments hit the floor simultaneously and I was staring at 4
beautiful tits, and they were staring at me. Marianne had small, almost
dainty nipples, but Marianne's were big and fat. I couldn't believe that
these girls had exposed them to me.


I wasn't really sure what I wanted to do next, but I was pretty sure that I
had to keep everything moving, before the girls had a chance to think about
what they were doing. "Marianne, Cindy's tits look cold. Get behind her and
hold them." Again, there was no hesitation. Marianne grabbed Cindy by the
shoulders and turned her until she was facing away from her, then dropped
her hands down and cupped the other girls breasts. Without any urging from
me she started rubbing Cindy's breasts in small circles and pinching her
nipples between her thumb and forefinger.


My cock had gotten very hard and I reached down and adjusted it in my jeans,
then left my hand there to gently stroke it. "Okay girls, switch." The girls
each turned and Cindy's hands found Marianne's Tits almost as if they'd
rehearsed. Damn it was hot in here. Somebody should check the thermostat.


"That's enough." Both girls turned toward me, noticing what my hand was
doing and smirking. "Marianne, Take off Cindy's jeans." Marianne nodded at
me and knelt in front of her friend. She slipped her fingers into the top of
Cindy's jeans behind the button, grabbed the zipper with her other hand and
pulled it down, then with both hands she undid the button and pulled her
friends jeans open revealing a V-shaped portion of pink underwear. My cock
felt like it was going to break right out of my jeans.


Marianne grabbed the belt loops on either side of Cindy's hips and pulled
down. Cindy was wearing pink bikini underwear with a white trim and a white
heart in front of her left thigh. Marianne pulled the jeans all the way to
Cindy's ankles and Cindy stepped out of them and turned slowly in a circle
giving me a very nice view of the top of her ass crack peeking out of the
top of her panties.


"Okay, Cindy, pants Marianne. The two girls quickly changed positions and
Cindy repeated the operation Marianne had just performed, except that
Marianne's panties were blue, matching her sports bra and had Winnie the
Pooh right in the middle of her crotch. Lucky Winnie. As Marianne stepped
out of her jeans she pirouetted in front of me and I swear she had the
finest ass I'd ever seen and I have the last twenty years of Playboy and
Penthouse both (Thank you E-bay).


Marianne came to a stop with Cindy still on her knees in front of her.
"Cindy, you may kiss Winnie." I swear I never thought she'd do it. But she
didn't hesitate. She leaned forward and pushed her face into Marianne's
crotch and I could distinctly hear a kissing sound. "Marianne, you... uggh
..." I'm not sure what I was going to say, but at the instant I came harder
than I ever had before in my life and lost the power of speech. I shot so
much cum into my underwear that I was sure it was going to be dripping into
my socks in a minute.


"May I return the favor?" Marianne asked with an wicked smile.


"Yes."

The girls again switched positions and Marianne lost no time in planting her
face in the middle of Cindy's crotch. Like I said in the beginning, I was a
little innocent about sex in all it's varieties, but I was starting to get
the idea that maybe, just maybe, these girls had done this before.


Marianne stood and the two girls faced me in only their panties, shoes and
socks. My cock started getting hard all over again. "Girls, face each other
and take each other's panties off at the same time." They did, each girl
pushing the other's panties down until they let them fall around their feet.



"Face me." I commanded and they did. Live pussy is so much better than
pictures. Marianne's pussy was fringed with a small amount of very fine,
very light hair, but Cindy's black bush would have been the envy of any of
the girls in my magazines.


"Marianne, Kiss Cindy." She needed no extra urging and pulled Cindy towards
her and planted a kiss on her mouth that would make any screen actor
jealous. "Be sure to use your tongue." I added, though I'm not sure it was
nessicary. "Kiss her left tit, suck on it." Marianne got right to work,
trying to suck Cindy's entire tit into her mouth. It was actually Cindy's
right tit, but it was on Marianne's left side so I didn't quibble. "Now the
other one." I was pretty sure now, that Marianne had some experience at
this.


"Do her belly button." both girls were innies and Marianne jerked down to
comply. "Now her pussy." And I was amazed because I could see her little
pink tongue dart into Cindy's slit. "Ugh...Ugh...Oh my god." I blurted as I
came for the second time watching the show these two twelve year olds were
putting on for me.


"Okay, Cindy, do the same for Marianne." Cindy looked disappointed but the
two girls switched positions and Cindy repeated Marianne's performance,
starting with her mouth and working down to her pussy. By the time I watched
her tongue work in and out of Marianne's pussy I was hard again. I'd never
been hard three times in a row before. This was one Hell of an afternoon.


I took my hand away from the crotch of my jeans using more willpower than I
knew I had and looked at the two girls. Marianne had grabbed the back of
Cindy's head and was pulling it closer and closer and I'd never seen a look
like the one on her face.


"Girls, stop. Cindy stand." the two girls stood and faced me again. I
admired their pussys and felt my cock throb. It was my turn. "Come here."
The girls walked forward and stood beside me. Cindy on my right and Marianne
on my left. "Marianne put your hand on my crotch." She obeyed immediately
and I felt the pressure of her hand on my cock even through the thick denim
fabric. "Cindy put your hand below Marianne's." Cindy did and I could feel
the pressure on my balls. "Rub." and both girls started rubbing their hands
in small circles and I thought I was going to die.


"Stop. Marianne pull down my zipper. Carefully!" Marianne moved her hand to
the top of my zipper and started pulling down. "Good. Now Cindy, undo my
jeans and open them up." Marianne took her hand away and Cindy unfastened
the button at the top of my jeans and pulled them open forming a V. My cock
shot up tenting my cotton underpants.


 "Okay Marianne, grab my tentpole and give it a squeeze." She did, and I
 almost came again. "Cindy, your turn" Cindy wrapped her hand around my
 cotton covered cock and squeezed and once more I just barely managed to
 keep control.


The moment of truth. "Marianne, take it out." Marianne reached inside the
flap of my underwear and grasped my cock and maneuvered it out of the hole.
Her hand felt so good against my skin. God, which mouth did I want on my
cock first.


"Okay, now..." I was interrupted by a bell and all of us looked at the
clock. Five O'clock straight up.


"Damn. We've got to get going." Cindy said, and both girls ran to their
cloths and scooped them up, running for the locker room door. I sat there
with my cock hanging out and watched them go. As the door closed behind
Cindy's shapely ass my cock deflated. I slid off the horse and zipped up.


I sure hope they don't fall out of love before Monday.

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