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Note: Mixed Bag is a compilation of stories by Rachael Ross and
contains a Foreword and 65 chapters. It is being posted to ASSM
largely in sequence. See MB00 for a table of contents. All stories
copyrighted 2008 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. rache696@yahoo.com
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information. Thanks. -rr


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Mixed Bag - Chapter Fourteen



The Door in the Closet
(Part Three)

by rache


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Story Codes: m/f, Oral, First, SciFi

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    "Are you wearing a bra?" I asked Jimmy, just cause I hadn't gotten
a decent look at his ass at all.

    "No!" he stared at me and I recoiled just a bit because he was so
serious about it.

    "Okay," I nodded, figuring maybe he was one of those liberated bra-
burning guys. "Me neither," I said, kind of making fun of myself
because I knew he'd seen my ass and probably wasn't too impressed.

    "I can tell," he told me with a grin and I frowned, but I probably
deserved that. "I mean, yeah...your nipples are kinda...right there."

    "My what?" I tossed my shorts on Jimmy's little nightstand and
looked down at my slit, wondering if I shouldn't get some of that
bubblegum flavored pussy dust.

    "Your nipples," the boy repeated and he was looking at my tits,
but I wasn't sure what they had to do with anything.

    "Yeah, so?" I kind of smiled, like I was waiting for the punch
line to a joke.

    "I don't know," he said, squirming just a little because his dick
was hard and I looked at his crotch, but I still couldn't see
anything.

    "You're pretty weird," I giggled. "Are you gonna take off your
pants, or what?"

    "Take off my pants?" he asked, watching my fingernail flicking my
little pink clitoris and I don't know why I was so hot to make out
with this guy. He was totally cute, like I keep saying, but he wasn't
exactly Mr. Personality, you know? Most of the guys I knew would be
all over me by now, but he was just sitting there like...

    "Have you ever kissed a girl before?" I asked Jimmy and I hate to
admit it, but I was smiling and my eyes were all kinds of big and
teasing right then. It was pretty obvious he hadn't.

    "Well...Yeah," he nodded quickly. "I have a girlfriend and
everything."

    "You liar," I rolled my hazel eyes and grabbed my hair in my left
fist. "You got a rubber band or anything? My hair's gonna totally get
in the way when we make out."

    "I'm not lying," he told me, getting off his bed. "I've made out
before. I just never met a girl like you, that's all."

    "Like me?" I scrunched up my nose. "What's wrong with me?"

    "Uh...Nothing," Jimmy said. "Just, I never knew a girl who got naked
like ten minutes after she met a guy."

    "Oh!" I giggled and stuck out a little tongue, which was kinda
nasty but we were alone anyway. "I don't make out with everybody," I
said. "I'm in a weird mood or something, that's all. Why? You want me
to leave?"

    "What? No!" he shook his head quickly at that idea and he'd found
me a rubber band finally. "I really like you, Jilly. I didn't mean
anything bad or whatever."

    "Cool," I grinned and started fixing my hair in a ponytail. "So
take off your pants and we'll make out for awhile."

    "Why do I have to take off my pants if we're gonna kiss?" Jimmy
asked me, but he was doing it.

    "Huh?" I giggled cause I knew he was teasing me now.

    "This is like a dream or something," the boy said and I had to
agree with that. "If my mom comes up here, we're gonna be so dead."

    "She'll kill us?" I blinked at that.

    "What? No! It's just an expression," Jimmy told me and he was
moving a little quicker now. "Forget it."

    "Why are you wearing girl shorts under your pants?" I wondered,
happy to know his mom wasn't really a killer at all. I didn't figure
she was, but this place was so weird anyway...

    "What? These? They're not girl shorts, they're briefs," Jimmy told
me, pulling his pants off his feet inside out. "You guys don't wear
any underwear?"

    "Uh..." I shrugged. "Just a bra mostly."

    I could definitely see a lump in his underwear thing, but they
were the strangest looking shorts I ever saw! Like girl shorts,
seriously, except they were white and ugly and too thick. I didn't
know what kind of animal that stuff was either, probably lab rat or
something.

    "You have a pretty nice cock," I said, forgetting about everything
else as Jimmy pulled his underwear down.

    "Um, thanks," he smiled and looked almost shy now that he was
naked except for his t-shirt.

    "Is that as big as it gets?" I asked and his cock was standing
straight out from his body, so I figured it probably was. Once he had
a ring on though, it would get a lot fatter probably and I was really
starting to wonder about his girlfriend.

`"I guess so," Jimmy shrugged. "Why? It isn't big enough?"

`"No, it's great," I smiled at him. "Nice balls too. I like hairy
guys."

    "You do? Okay," he sorta stood there.

    "Come on," I jerked my head and patted the mattress next to me.
"Show me how you make out with your girlfriend."

    "Yeah, alright..." Jimmy was getting on the bed, sorta crawling up
beside me real close and his face was next to mine.

    "What are you doing?" I giggled nervously, because I was thinking
he wanted to skip all the fun stuff and just fuck me. He acted like it
and I could feel his cock touching my thigh and I didn't know this guy
at all. Not well enough to make a baby for sure and we were totally
unprotected.

    "Making out?" Jimmy giggled too and he was reaching for my head,
touching my hair where it was pulled back from my temple, and he
wasn't going to make out with me. He was going to kiss me on the
mouth!

    "Stop...Don't, okay? I don't want to," I told him and I felt his
lips touching mine, which made me jerk away fast!

    "What?" He looked at me like I was crazy. "You said you wanted
to!"

    "I want to make out, yeah," I breathed, leaning away from him.
"But kissing and, um...you know, fucking? I don't even know you!"

    "But..." he was blinking at me.

    "Just make out first, okay?" I told him. "Please?"

    "I'm trying to!" he said, reaching for my face again and I was
shaking my head. "What?"

    "Don't kiss me there!" I told him.

    "But how are we gonna make out if I don't kiss you?" he asked,
making it sound like I was crazy.

    "What do you mean?" I stared back at him and I knew he was crazy.

    "Nothing," he sighed, moving away from me and crossing his arms
over his chest. "Just go back to your room or something."

    "Jimmy," I sighed too and he was really mad, I thought. "I'm just
not like that, okay? I'll let you fuck me but not right away. I just
want to know you first. Come on...Like tomorrow we can do it. I don't
even have a pill or a ring or anything."

    "A ring? Whatever. We don't have to do it," Jimmy looked at me. "I
just want to kiss you, that's all. Make out and everything like you
said."

    "We can make out!" I laughed. "That's what I'm saying. I want to
make out with you all night, but kissing and all that? If you're
serious, I'll get a ring for you tomorrow and swipe one of my mom's
pills, okay? And we can do it ten times."

    "A ring? You need a pill to kiss me?" Jimmy giggled and his hazel
eyes softened a little.

    "A birth control pill, yeah," I smiled at him. "Come on, let's
make out. You're dick's not even hard anymore."

    "Oh," he looked down. "If we don't kiss though...How do we make
out?"

    "What?" I grabbed him by the shoulders. "The same way everybody
does, silly. Turn around...more...more...all the way!"

    "Ummm..."

    "You better let me get on top," I told him and I knew Jimmy had
been lying about making out with his girlfriend. He had no idea what
we were doing.

    "What are you doing?" he wondered, now that I had him flat on his
back.

    "Didn't you ever have sex education or anything?" I asked him,
putting my body over his and straddling his face with my thighs.

    "Yeah. No. Not like...this," he said, trying to make up his mind and
I wriggled my small butt as I felt his humid breath on my pussy.

    "Well, now you're gonna get some," I sighed, taking his cock in my
hand and we were really just the perfect size for each other.

    My pussy was directly over his mouth and his cock was pointed
right at my lips. I kissed it gently, squeezing it with my hands and
coaxing the boy back to what I hoped would be a raging hard-on. I
wanted to make out with him for like hours, cause I admit it...making
out was sorta my thing. I don't know why, I just really loved to do
it. But you could pretty much say that about any teenage girl
probably.

    "Ohhmmph!" Jimmy sort of half-moaned, half-gasped as I took the
head of his cock between my lips.

    I washed his cockhead all over with my tongue, feeling him growing
thicker and longer for me. He wasn't really huge or anything, but it
was still a nice cock and I was going to get all of him inside me
easily. I worked my lips up and down slowly, feeling my mouth already
starting to fill with precum and spit. I just let it run out of my
mouth and down the shaft, working his cock with my fists until it was
all wet and shiny.

    Jimmy didn't know what to do with my pussy, but he was learning
and I felt a little tremor in my tummy when his tongue split my pussy
lips for the first time. I was already wet inside and he got a
mouthful of flavor, I'm sure. He liked it though, all guys do, and his
arms wrapped around my narrow waist while he went to work exploring my
pussy with his mouth. It was nice for me, even if he was sorta not
very good at making out. Knowing that he'd never kissed a girl before
was a serious little rush for me and I didn't know who his girlfriend
was, but I figured she was pretty dumb if she hadn't even taught her
boyfriend how to tongue fuck her pussy.

    When I opened my throat and took all of Jimmy's cock for the first
time, the boy went a little crazy and that was funny. I was really
working his dick though and he'd obviously never been cunted before,
so that was cool. It made my pussy tingle as the soft muscles in my
throat contracted around his cock, my cunt grabbing his penis and
milking it with a soft swallowing sensation.

    I'm a good kisser, I know that, so probably it was both good and
bad that I was the first girl he ever made out with. Good, cause he
was getting some serious deep cunt kissing right from the start, but
bad because most other girls didn't really know how to do it until
they were older, like in college or whatever. I bet Jimmy's girlfriend
didn't have a clue how to fuck a cock with her throat!

    I was playing with his balls while I made out with his cock. Jimmy
had nice ones too and his hair was so awesome! It was soft and fuzzy,
not a lot of it, but I loved the way it felt under my fingers. Most
guys I knew didn't have any hair at all, but only because that was the
style nowadays. I didn't have any hair, of course, but girls never got
any anyway, at least not until menopause, you know.

    Jimmy's balls. Yeah, they were pretty great and after I cunted him
a few times with my throat, I just had to suck his balls too. I took
his soft scrotum in my mouth, washing and rolling is sperm filled
testicles with my tongue. I could get both of them inside, although it
was kind of a tight fit. Jimmy didn't mind though and he was squirming
happily while I kept pumping his rigid cock with both of my slippery
hands.

    He was going to cum pretty soon and I wished he was wearing a
ring. I didn't really understand this place at all, but maybe Jimmy
had been lying about having a girlfriend too. When I started going out
with Mahk? The first thing I did was ring his cock so he couldn't cum
all the time. It told all the other girls that he was my boyfriend too
and they better not fool around, you know? Getting ringed was kind of
a big deal, even in high school. It was like an engagement ring,
sorta, and it meant you were serious about each other. Not like a
wedding ring meant we were married or anything, but still...I wasn't
gonna feel bad about draining Jimmy's balls if his girlfriend didn't
even care enough to claim the boy, you know?

    "Nmphh! Umph!" Sure enough, not even five minutes after we started
making out, Jimmy was cumming. That was pretty disappointing, but
understandable as well and I couldn't really blame him for it.

    He had a lot of sperm too! I had Jimmy's cock in my mouth, cause
it wasn't like I was gonna waste any of it! My left hand cradled his
swollen balls as they seemed to jump with the effort to expel their
creamy load, and my right hand was jerking the boy off in time with
his rapid spurts. Hot boy cum flooded across my tongue as I wriggled
it beneath the sensitive glans, and I had to swallow fast and hard to
keep up. It was kind of impressive considering Jimmy wasn't ringed at
all and I tried to imagine how much cum he'd give me after a month or
two without having an orgasm.

    I wasn't even close to cumming, but I felt good anyway. My clit
was buzzing nice and my hole was all kinds of juicy. I get really wet
and poor Jimmy was trying to swallow as much as he could, I think, but
the boy was going to end up wearing most of my girly goo. I wasn't
making it easy on him either though, since he wasn't really grabbing
my ass or anything. Most guys like to take control and having my butt
squeezed hard, being pulled and held in the place where my boyfriend
wants me to be was always pretty great. Jimmy didn't know how to do
that though, so my pussy was pretty much all over his face.

    A guy really does have to assert himself sometimes, you know?
Jimmy was letting me ride his face like a bicycle seat, which was a
saying I'd heard and never really understood before, but I did now.
While I filled my tummy with Jimmy's bitter-sweet semen, I was
grinding my pussy on his tongue like there was no tomorrow. I just
really wanted to feel him deeper and I guess Jimmy's tongue wasn't
very long or something, not very strong that's for sure. He was going
to tire fast, I thought, and that sucked. Mahk and me could make out
for hours without getting tired of it, and we often did, but Jimmy
wasn't experienced at all and in some ways he seemed more like a
little kid licking out his babysitter for the first time, than a
sixteen year old high school boy.

    After I made him cum again, which only took all of ten minutes
probably, Jimmy was letting me know he needed a break. Actually, he
was sorta pushing me off him and I was giggling, smacking my cummy
lips and moving reluctantly. He looked like a drowned monkey, although
a cute one, I must admit. Jimmy's face was all hot pink and shiny with
my juices. I mean, he was soaked and my lipstick was smeared around
his mouth, which was pretty sexy, I thought.

    "Are you okay?" I asked him, turning around and laying on my side
facing him. I wasn't even a little out of breath Fifteen or twenty
minutes of making out was barely enough time to get my motor started.

    "I couldn't...breathe," he panted. "My tongue...hurts...kind of."

    "It does?" I pouted and then ruined it with a laugh. "You never
made out before, did you?"

    "Not like that," he admitted with a slow exhale and then he
laughed too, grinning at me happily. "That was kinda intense."

    "Did you like it when I cunted your cock?" I asked him, licking my
lips and sucking at the remains of his orgasm.

    "Uh...I don't know," he giggled like a little girl.

    "When I fucked you with my throat," I said. "That's cunting, you
know?"

    "No, we don't, uh...call it that here," Jimmy said slowly.

    "What do you call it?" I wondered and he just shrugged.

    "I dunno," he laughed. "But if I called some girl's mouth a cunt
she'd be pretty mad, I know that much!"

    "Really?" I laughed too. "That's what it is though. I love getting
my cunt fucked like that."

    "So what about your pussy," Jimmy asked. "What do you call that?"

    "That's a cunt too," I shrugged. "Girls have three, boys only have
two."

    "Boys have cunts?" he blinked at me.

    "Well, yeah," I shrugged. "But, you know, it sorta depends on the
boy if he uses them."

    "Right," Jimmy looked a little uncertain.

    "You like it?" I asked him.

    "Like what?"

    "Getting fucked," I said and trying not to be annoyed cause I was
like talking to a little kid. "I mean in your mouth or in your butt?
What do you like?"

    "Uh, I just like girls," he told me seriously.

    "Cool," I smiled at him cause it looked like he was worried it
would make me mad for some reason. "Mahk had a boyfriend before. I
hated that guy. He was sorta like stalking us when they broke up."

    "Oh," Jimmy nodded.

    "It's probably better like you," I told him. "Just letting your
girlfriends fuck you all the time."

    "Yeah," Jimmy agreed. "That, mouth cunt fucking thing..."

    "Cunting?" I smiled at him.

    "Yeah, that was pretty cool," he said, changing the subject a
little. "I liked it a lot."

    "When you were cumming?" I asked. "Yeah, you had a lot of cum too.
It's pretty yummy."

    "You swallowed it?" he blinked at me and I just shrugged.

    "Well, yeah. What else would I do with it?"

    "I don't know," he shook his head and I reached out to touch his
hair, auburn and thick just like mine. I pulled it out of his eyes and
I sort of smiled because his eyes, they were just like mine too. I
mean, exactly like mine, so far as I could tell.

    "What?"

    "You look like me," I said and I'd probably noticed before, but
not like I was thinking about it. Not until right then and then it
just clicked.

    "Yeah," he smiled up at me. "You look like me too. If I was a
girl."

    "When's your birthday?"

    "Um, August 27th, when's yours?"

    "August?" I didn't know what that was. "Mine's the fifth of
Virgo."

    "Uh...Okay," he laughed. "I'm a Virgo too."

    "But is that the same day?" I wondered and I had a funny feeling
it was, but don't ask me why.

    "I don't know," he bit his bottom lip and then we both realized
that I was biting mine too and we stared at each other and stopped.

    "Are you like...my twin brother?" I asked him and I felt kind of
weird all over. I was quivering with nervous energy because the idea
of making out with my brother was...weird.

    "I don't have any brothers or sisters," he told me slowly.

    "Me neither," I agreed, "But..."

    "And I don't think, um..."

    "What?"

    "I don't know," he admitted. "But I don't think you're my sister."

    "I know," I swallowed thickly. "This place is weird and I haven't
even been outside your bedroom yet."

    "Yeah," he told me and we were both working towards the answer,
the obvious one that scared us.

    "It's the same but different. The stuff you talk about and the
names and..."

    "Us," Jimmy said. "We're the same..."

    "But different," I nodded. "This is like another universe or
something. You think?"

    "Another dimension?" he wondered and we both looked at the open
door of the closet and we could see my bedroom on the other side.

    "But that means..." I blinked at him. "I was making out with
myself!"

    "Me too," Jimmy said and we stared at each other and then he
smiled and I giggled and he was laughing.

    "Oh this is so weird!" I sighed and just dropped my head onto the
bed, smelling my pussy in the big stain beneath us.

    "So, I'm a girl where you come from," Jimmy was saying. "And
you're a boy over here and..."

    "Jimmy?" a woman's voice interrupted him and we froze, our eyes
wide and hearts stopped. "Do you have any dirty clothes...it's Wednesday
night..."

    She was getting closer and I was already bouncing my butt off the
bed even as Jimmy was pushing me. I ran for the closet as we heard his
mother turning the doorknob and I practically jumped into my bedroom,
flinging the door shut behind me with a loud whump!

    "The Hades was that?" my dad was yelling through the wall.

    "Sorry!" I yelled back and then frowned, looking at my closet door
and realizing I'd left my shorts in Jimmy's bedroom.

    "Can't get any sleep..." blah blah blah... He coughed for awhile and
ten he was quiet again.

    My dad was still drunk anyway and his voice was slurred and I just
hoped he'd forget about me. I double checked my bedroom door and it
was still locked. I wondered if Jimmy's dad was an asshole like mine.
I hoped not, but the boy hadn't mentioned his father at all, so
probably he was. I didn't talk about my dad a whole lot either, or my
mom, for that matter. It wasn't like I was proud of them or anything.

    My mom was gone for the night, maybe. After my dad fucked her and
passed out she usually took off until morning. I didn't know where she
went and I didn't care, but I was pretty sure she had a steady
boyfriend, but maybe not. I would if I was married to my dad and the
biggest mistake my mom ever made was taking off his rings, or at least
not putting them back on him after he knocked her up with me. Blame it
on love, I guess, but not anymore. Now my mom just put up with it
because we needed the money, whatever was left after paying dad's bar
tab, that is.

    I didn't pretend to understand any of it, but I did have to live
with it. I kept looking at that closet door and wishing I lived on the
other side of it.



To be continued...

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