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Subject: {ASSM} The Second Book of Azan - Preview (mff, inc, nosex)
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Author: Erato
Title: The Second Book of Azan - Preview
Universe: Azan
Keywords: mff, inc, nosex
Language: English

This is a story that has been in development for a number of years.
It is the second part of what will hopefully end up as a seven part
cycle. The first part has already been posted, and is available
from:

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Erato/www/

Though bear in mind that the first two parts seem barely related to
each other. (It's the final part that will tie together several
mostly independent plot lines.)

The three characters in this part of the story are Bradley, a 17
year old guy and his two younger identical twin cousins. It is set
the day before their 14th birthday (19 Aug 2006). This preview part
of the story doesn't contain any sex, but hopefully it will be
enough to whet your appetites for when I post the full second part
in a few months.

----

Bradley, Hannah and Helen were sitting in Bradley's room. Bradley
sat in an armchair, Helen in the desk chair and Hannah on the edge
of Bradley's bed.

"Is everyone ready?" Hannah asked. No-one said anything, so she
decided to start undressing. She started unbuttoning her shirt.

"Wait," said Bradley. "Can I undress you?" He paused. "Both," he
added.

Hannah and Helen stood in front of Bradley, while he sat on the
side of his three-quarter sized bed. He didn't want to stand up
because the twins would then see he had developed a major erection.
Hannah was wearing a short-sleeved white blouse and black skirt -
had she been wearing a green tie it would have almost looked like a
uniforms worn by the girls at Bradley's school. The skirt was tight
fitting and went down to just above her knees, showing off the
slight curve of her still-developing figure. Below the skirt she
was wearing black tights. Helen was dressed more casually, wearing
blue denim jeans and a pink T-shirt that she'd bought on their
shopping trip a week or so ago; the T-shirt didn't quite reach down
to her jeans, exposing the slightest hint of her smooth, flat
belly, which wouldn't have been visible to Bradley if he'd been
standing up. Helen had her hair tied back in a pony tail, whereas
Hannah's was lying loose over her shoulders. "What the hell?"
thought Bradley, standing up. He didn't care if they noticed his
obvious erection - they'd be doing more than noticing it soon,
after all!

Slowly, Bradley unbuttoned the five plastic buttons fastening
Hannah's shirt, each button revealing slightly more of her flesh.
He let go of the shirt, allowing it to hang loose, open a couple of
inches at the front showing her mostly flat chest, with her breasts
hidden behind a pale blue, lacy A-cup bra. Glimpses of her soft
white skin were visible in the gaps between the weaved lace
patterns. Below the wiring of the bra, her smooth skin continued
down to the waist-band of her skirt.

Bradley turned his attention to Hannah's sister now. He took a step
sideways, standing in front of her. He placed a hand on each of her
hips, intending to lift her T-shirt, but before he could start
undressing her, she reached her hand behind his head and stood on
her toes to kiss him. This was not like the little pecks on the
cheek they'd shared before - Helen kissed Bradley passionately, her
lips parting and her tongue darting into his mouth. He kissed her
back, holding her by the sides while she pressed against him. He
was very aware of his hard cock pressed against the crotch of her
jeans and he wondered whether she felt its presence through the
thick denim fabric.

After about ten or fifteen seconds, Helen released Bradley and he
regained enough of his concentration to get back to his task of
undressing her. In a swift movement, he lifted the little pink top
up and off her body, over her head. Her blonde ponytail popped up
into the air as he lifted the T-shirt away and fell down against
her back. Helen stood in front of Bradley topless, apart from a
plain black A-cup bra; its thin straps traced their way up her
chest and over her shoulders, almost perfectly lining up with the
whiter areas of her skin which showed the outline of the swimming
costume she'd spent some time in earlier that summer. Both of the
girls were slim, but not so much that you'd call them skinny. They
were almost the perfect figure as far as Bradley was concerned.
Helen was slim enough that he could see the faint outline of her
collarbone and rib cage beneath her skin, but not so thin that he
could study each rib in detail.

Bradley sat back on the bed and leaned forward, gently kissing
Helen just below her cute belly button. "That's not fair," Hannah
demanded, "where were my kisses?"

Bradley turned his attention back to his other cousin. He slipped
Hannah's shirt back and off her shoulders and it fell to the floor,
landing on top of Helen's T-shirt. Hannah's body was remarkably
similar to Helen's. Of course they were identical twins, but even
twins can have different figures because of diet and exercise - but
Hannah and Helen mostly ate the same meals and did almost
everything together. It flashed through Bradley's mind that he
really had no idea how he was able to tell them apart, but right
from that first trip to the cinema, it had somehow become easy.

He kissed Hannah softly below her left ear and kissed her again
several times, each kiss slightly lower than the one before until
he'd kissed his way down her soft neck to her shoulder. Hannah
hadn't noticed that while Bradley had been gently kissing her neck,
he'd reached around behind her and was surprised to feel her bra
suddenly come undone, as Bradley deftly unhooked it.

Hannah smiled as she slipped her little lacy A-cup off, exposing
her small breasts. Hannah had given Bradley a glimpse of her
budding tits before, but was pleased to see that he was transfixed
on them. Hannah was not very confident about her breasts - a lot of
girls in their class had bigger ones, whereas hers only poked out
from her chest by an inch - in fact, if she was being honest not
even a whole inch. They were still dome-shaped and weren't big
enough to start hanging under their own weight. But Hannah noticed
the lump in her cousin's trousers and for the first time realised
that she might have pretty nice little boobs after all.

Bradley stooped down and gently kissed Hannah's left nipple. Then
he stood up and they kissed on the lips. Bradley felt her young
tongue slip between his lips. Standing on her toes, Hannah
passionately explored the inside of her cousin's mouth and felt her
nipple harden as the cold air hit her wet skin. She felt her body
reacting in another way as well - she was starting to get moist
between the legs.

Bradley then turned his attention back to Helen, walking around
behind her and unfastening her bra. Without taking the sports bra
off, he reached around from behind and slid his hands under the
cups, holding each breast in a hand. They were the perfect size for
cupping like this. He leaned in and kissed Helen's ear-lobe. While
he kissed her, he slipped the bra off, noticing what a cute little
thing it was - it wasn't as fancy as Hannah's but had a pretty
little red bow on the bit between the two cups.

"OK, it's your turn now," Hannah said, turning to face Bradley.
"Let us take off your shirt."

Helen turned around as well and the topless twins started
unbuttoning his shirt, Hannah starting with the buttons at the top
and Helen starting from the bottom. When they met in the middle,
Bradley's shirt fell open and the girls pulled it over his
shoulders and onto the floor where it joined their clothes. Bradley
didn't exactly have rippling muscles, but he was reasonably well
built. The girls were clearly impressed, and Hannah ran her hands
through the light, wispy hair that had recently started growing on
his chest.

"Helen's jeans now," Bradley suggested, and Helen helpfully thrust
her waist forward towards Bradley. Bradley sat back on the side of
the bed so he was at a better height to enjoy the views of what he
was about to reveal, and slipped his right hand an inch or so down
the front of Helen's trousers to unfasten the button. In doing so
he brushed past the waist-band of her underpants. His cock jumped
with excitement - he was thrilled that he'd soon be removing that
final garment to reveal her naked body in all its glory. He fumbled
with the button for a couple of seconds and then it was open. With
his other hand he unzipped the fly and then parted the front to
loosen the fitted jeans. He tugged the tight denim trousers down
and they slipped to the floor.

Helen wore black hipsters which matched her little bra - plain and
uncomplicated, but with a tiny red bow on the waistband, dead
centre at the front, as if to offer Helen's pussy as a gift. The
waistband was pulled down slightly on her right hip, presumably it
was pulled down as her tight jeans had come off. Helen's hips had a
slight curve to them, but neither of the twins had yet developed
proper womanly curves; her thighs, the same light tanned colour as
her chest and stomach, looked firm and toned, but without being
muscular. Helen stepped out of the trousers on the floor and kicked
them aside. Bradley hadn't noticed when she was still in her jeans,
but she was wearing socks which matched the rest of her underwear
too - long black socks which almost reached up to her knees, with a
red lacy trim around the top. Sitting right in front of her, he
faintly detected a salty smell coming from her direction - from
experience, he knew this would be the smell of her pussy, and that
she must already be quite wet down there.

"Your turn," said Bradley, looking towards Hannah. Hannah moved
towards him and Bradley placed a hand on each of her hips, feeling
around.

"It's at the back," Hannah said, telling Bradley what he'd wanted
to know - the location of the zip for her skirt. Bradley reached
behind her with both hands, pulling her slightly closer to him as
he located the zip's tab. His face was probably less than an inch
from her crotch, and although separated by layers of material, he
could smell the same sweet pussy smell that he'd detected from her
twin sister. He unzipped the skirt and when he let go, it instantly
fell to the ground, and his eyes were greeted by pale blue lacy
panties which matched her bra, partly obscured by her thin
semi-transparent black tights. Bradley inhaled deeply, taking in
her sweet scent. Hannah giggled and exchanged looks with Helen.

"Your turn now," Helen said, looking slightly annoyed. Hannah took
a step back so that Bradley could stand up and the twins started
work on his jeans. Their dainty fingers working so close to his
cock was almost too much for him to take. By the time they'd eased
his jeans off, his boxer shorts looked like they had a tent-pole in
them.

"OK, Helen's socks," said Bradley. He lifted Helen and placed her
on the side of the bed. Although Helen wasn't overweight, she was
still close to a full-grown woman, and Bradley may have normally
had trouble lifting her, but with such an adrenalin rush he managed
it with ease, and she was clearly impressed. He rolled down her
size 3 socks, taking them off her delicate feet and flinging them
behind him.

Now Bradley crouched in front of his other cousin and started
carefully rolling down her black tights, revealing her firm,
lightly tanned thighs, then knees, then calves and shins. Once they
were down around her ankles, Hannah stepped out of them and Bradley
pushed them away. Bradley's teenage cousin was now wearing nothing
other than a pair of lacy blue briefs. The patterns in the lace
revealed tantalising glimpses of skin beneath, but not quite enough
for Bradley to build up a picture of the thirteen year old cunt
behind the material, which he could now smell stronger than before.

Gulping, he took the waistband of Hannah's underpants with both
hands. He looked up to her, "it's not too late to change your mind,
you know?"

He hoped she wouldn't and was relieved when she nodded for him to
continue. He focused his attention back down to her lace knickers.
He couldn't believe what he was about to do; he knew it wasn't too
late to back out for him either. Bradley discarded any feelings of
residual guilt as he slowly pulled his thirteen year old cousin's
underpants down an inch, revealing the slight mound of her pussy.
This skin, which hadn't been exposed to the sun like much of the
rest of her body, was pale and Hannah's mound had a light covering
of short, straight, faint blonde hairs. As he continued lowering
the lacy pants, her crack began to be revealed, parting two plump
pussy lips, with a hint of glistening moisture in between. Soon
Hannah's most private parts had been revealed, and Bradley quickly
pulled the garment the rest of the way down to her feet. As Hannah
stepped out of the blue knickers, her legs parted for a second,
briefly giving Bradley the hint of a better view between them.

"So what do you think?" whispered Hannah excitedly.

"Wonderful," Bradley said, "you're gorgeous." Bradley wasn't
exaggerating; Hannah was beautiful: blonde, blue-eyed and slim
without being bony. Her bust was perhaps a little small for her
age, but she still had time to grow; not that there was anything
wrong with smaller breasts anyway - Hannah's were delightful as
they were; perfectly shaped, with cute puffy nipples. Her body had
the hint of an hour-glass figure, as her hips were starting to
widen. Her cunt looked lovely; Bradley hadn't seen much of it yet,
but he already knew he preferred it to the tired, worn-out pussies
he'd seen of random porn-stars on the Internet. Hannah's legs were
shapely and ended in the most delicate feet, that looked pedicured
even though Bradley was pretty sure neither of the girls had been
to a salon while they'd been staying in Hartsbridge. (He would know
- he'd been spending virtually all his free time with them!) "You
BOTH look fantastic," he added, not wanting Helen to feel left out.

He turned his attention now to his other cousin. Helen was still
sitting on the bed, in nothing but her black underpants with the
little red ribbon. He led Helen off the bed so that she was
standing on the floor, and pulled her knickers down in the same
manner as he had slowly revealed her twin sister's most private
parts just a minute or so earlier. Helen had a perfectly identical
pussy. Bradley could hardly believe his luck. What had he done in
order for God to bless him with two such beautiful virgins to
deflower?

Bradley knew it was now time for him to be stripped down. The twins
had now sat together on the edge of his bed, and Bradley stood in
front of them. The young girls quickly pulled his boxers down, the
waistband bending his erect penis down, and causing it to flick up
once it was free of the pants.

Bradley's uncircumcised cock jutted out erect from his body. It
wasn't massive - about 6 inches in length - but it was the most
impressive dick that the twins had ever seen. The foreskin had
drawn back, exposing most of the head to the open air; its blue
veins were just about visible underneath the skin of the shaft. At
its base was a tuft of curly light ginger hair, becoming a more
downy fluff higher up, towards the bottom of Bradley's belly. Below
his cock, hung his balls, the wrinkled scrotum decorated with a
lighter covering of curly pubic hair.

The girls, sitting on the side of the bed and almost at eye level
with their older cousin's cock, were fascinated by the sight of it.
They'd seen penises before - in books, on little boys at the pool,
and so on  - but never this close, and never fully erect. Hannah
noticed the slight moisture around the opening at the head,
wondering if it was pee or something else. Helen was interested to
see how clearly all the blood vessels were visible.

The twins seemed transfixed for a minute or two, and Bradley was
pleased and somewhat proud of the effect his naked cock had had on
them. Hannah, who was shaping up to be the more adventurous of the
two, was the first to break the silence, looking up to Bradley and
asking, "can I touch it?"

Bradley's cock jumped slightly as she asked the question, which
Helen, who had her eyes still on it, noticed. "Yes," replied
Bradley, "of course." Quite an obvious answer really - it would be
tricky to do what they were planning to do without them touching
his dick! "You both can."

Hannah's left hand went straight for the shaft, supporting the
underside and cupping Bradley's cock. Bradley found the feeling of
another person's hand on his cock incredibly exciting. With her
right hand, Hannah reached out a finger, placing it gently at the
entrance to the hole at the end, allowing a drop of the liquid that
had gathered there onto her finger tip. Then she moved the finger
towards her mouth, but hesitated. "Do you mind if I..."

"You don't need to ask permission for everything you do," said
Bradley, "if you're doing something I don't like I'll tell you. And
I expect the same deal from you."

"OK, that sounds sensible," replied Hannah, putting the finger tip
to her tongue. "Mmmm... salty," she said. "It tastes a bit like I
do down there." She suddenly looked embarrassed and withdrew her
hand from Bradley's cock, realising what she'd admitted to. The
girls, or Hannah at least, were clearly no strangers to their own
bodies.

"Don't worry," Bradley said, "everyone does it." He turned to
Helen, "do you want to touch it too?"

Helen nodded and smiled, happy to be included. Helen cupped the
underside of the cock, as her sister had done, and gently stroked
along the top with her other hand, running it from near the base to
the tip. Bradley's cock jumped slightly at her light touch. She
then stroked the side of his balls. "You should taste it," her
sister suggested. Helen repeated the experiment her twin sister had
conducted just a minute earlier. Nodding silently at Hannah when
she'd tasted Bradley's juices.

"Do you want to touch ours?" Helen asked.

"Yes," said Bradley, "but I don't need to straight away - I'm sure
I'll get to know both of your bodies very well tonight."

Helen looked a little disappointed, but Hannah realised what that
meant - that they could get started with the fucking straight away.
She knew that people often did "foreplay" before starting the sex,
but she was sure that she'd be moist enough already, and Bradley
certainly looked fully prepared. "Bagsie first!" she shouted
enthusiastically, staking her claim to be the first to lose her
virginity.

Helen scowled at her sister, but Bradley said nothing, as this
seemed as fair a way as any other of deciding who had the honour of
going first. Either way, he was thrilled as he was going to fuck
them both. He thought that Helen would probably be the luckier of
the two - he was almost on the edge of ejaculation already, so
whoever went first would probably get a less-than-spectacular
performance out of him before he came and had to stop.

Bradley opened the pack of condoms, removing the first little
foil-wrapped enabler-of-the-fun from the packet. He took off its
foil wrapping and was about to start rolling it onto his cock when
Hannah interrupted him. "Let me do it," she said.

Helen, disappointed to be left out from much of the action so far
quickly added, "I'll help!"

Before Bradley could stop her, Hannah started unrolling the condom.
"Stop!" Bradley said, "you're supposed to put it on rolled - like
putting on a sock."

"Sorry!" apologised Hannah. The condom was only partly unrolled,
and Hannah figured that it would be salvageable. She started
working it onto Bradley's cock, wiggling it slightly, while Helen
held the base of his dick steady. Bradley felt his dick tense up as
his two beautiful cousins pushed it into the moist rubber sheath.
Soon his cock was inside the unrolled portion and Hannah slowly
rolled the condom the rest of the way.

Bradley shuddered. He had hoped this wouldn't happen, but the feel
of the twins' delicate teenage fingers on his cock had pushed him
over the edge. The girls looked confused when the tiny receptacle
at the end of the condom suddenly filled with thick white liquid.

"I'm so sorry," said Bradley. In a second Hannah realised what had
happened. "I was just so turned on; I couldn't help it," Bradley
continued and it dawned on Helen too what was going on. He
continued apologising, explaining that they were both so beautiful
that he hadn't been able to help himself.

"We're sorry too," said Hannah, "we should have just let you put it
on yourself."

"Don't worry though, I'll be ready to go again in fifteen minutes
or so," Bradley spoke from experience. The girls seemed to blame
themselves more than they blamed him, but Bradley couldn't help
feeling a little guilty, and more than a little disappointed in
himself. He bent down to pick up his boxers, taking off the used
condom and throwing it in the bin. He wiped himself on the inside
of the shorts and dropped them on the ground.

"Is there anything we can do to help get you in the mood again?"
Hannah enquired.

----

"afdc65e5bf0b7c40e13795850467f784"

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