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     Title          : Biker Chix

     Author      : MeatBot

     Keywords : Pedo, Mgg

     Date         : 20150616

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     Synopsis :

     A mountain biker meets two young girls out in the woods.

     Disclaimer :

Copyright by the author. Permission is granted to archive, repost, or
publish in no-cost or low-cost archives, periodicals, anthologies of this
type of material if unaltered and attributed to the author. This is a work
of fiction. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons
under 16 in real life.

This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to reality is accidental and
would be damn surprising. Be warned that this story may involve explicit
descriptions of sexual activities, including some defined under law as
"Weird Shit". Do not read this story if you believe that fictional
characters should not have fictional sex, or if you are less than the age
of consent in your social or legal group, or if you live under a
repressive, totalitarian regime in an out-of-the-way place such as the USA.
If you like it, I did it. If you hate it, I didn't. If it offends you, it
was a misprint. If you want to sue me, I don't exist. Sue the internet
instead. Nobody's twisting your arm. Leave if you don't like crap like
this. These are just words, people. Just words.

Be warned, this is a goofy, infantile, poorly written, disgusting and
depraved story with bad punctuation, bad grammar, and lots of misspelled
words. I am not an English major. Deal with it. This story is all made up.
If you expected a story about hot, tattooed, beer-drinking Harley girls,
sorry to disappoint you. This is a story about under-aged girls, and has no
redeeming qualities whatsoever. Not even the smoke-screen of true love is
used to disguise the grubbiness of this pedophilic tale. It's about raw,
nasty, down-in-the-dirt lust for young girls. If you don't like shit like
this, go read Mary Poppins or something. Don't bitch at me. You have been
warned.

This story is graded <TAME> compared to some of the shit I've read in this
group.

This story is what happens when you have too much free time at work.


                              --==+==--


I like bikes. Not Harleys, I like bicycles, street bikes and mountain
bikes. I've liked them for years, since I was in my early teens. It's
something I'm good at, and as a hobby, it's been good to me, except for a
broken collarbone and a few scrapes here and there. Occupational hazard.
It's made me hard and lean. I'm in good shape. I welcome middle age. Bring
it on. I'm going to keep on riding until I die on the front bumper of semi,
out there on the open road somewhere.

I like bikes, and I like girls. Sadly, those are two things that don't go
together real well. There's a few biker girls out there, and they're
usually pretty hard-bodied and hot, but they usually have that modern,
femi-Nazi bullshit attitude. Well, most girls my age are like that,
nowdays. I'm not saying I'm old fashioned, I'm not saying I want a girl
that worships me, or shit like that. I want an equal, an equal mentally and
physically. There's a few girls that can keep up with me, on a bike, but
they are few and far between. So what, I'm only twenty-eight. I still got
time.

On Thursdays I ride my mountain bike out to Belmont, to the park. There's
lots of nice trails, some pretty steep, and lots of places to go off-trail.
There's some places I can't even climb. It's a good way to kill an
afternoon.

One day I was maybe a mile into the backside of Belmont, where the park
starts to turn into a national forest. The wild part. The trail is fairly
flat here, but it eventually gets pretty steep. I turned a corner, starting
to think about getting off the trail and hitting the brush, and almost ran
into two girls on bikes. Way out here in the middle of nowhere.

"I'm sorry!" I barely had time to say, ran off the road, and stopped.

The girls had stopped too, and looked concerned and apologetic. I
dismounted. They had been just slowly, leisurely riding along, and I think
they, like myself, never expected to meet anybody way out here.

The girls got off their bikes, also, and we stood, somewhat awkwardly. They
were cute, early teens I guessed, wearing tight spandex bike shorts and
form-fitting t-shirts. As was my usual focus, I noticed their bikes first.
One of the girls had a decent mid-ranged mountain bike, I won't give any
free advertising here by saying a brand name, but it was a decent bike, for
a kid. The larger girl just had a cheap cookie-cutter dime-store model.
Functional, but probably a bit heavy.

The girls themselves... okay, I'll admit it, like I said, I like girls. And
these two were definitely girls. The big one even had decent tits. The
little girl was pretty flat, but I could see her hard little nipples poking
out, under her tight top. I had to admit, although I'd never thought about
a girl this young before, I had to admit she looked kinda sexy. The taller
girl had long dirty-blonde hair, a cute pixie face with a pug nose, and her
ears stood out, which made her look cute. The other girl was cute, too,
more of a classical beauty, also with long hair, but dark colored. When she
smiled I could see her two front teeth, like a little beaver. I
instinctively liked them, at once.

"You guys okay?" I asked, and they both nodded.

"We're kinda lost," said the smaller of the two, and the other girl nodded
her head.

"Well," I said, "just stay on this path, and in a mile or so you'll be back
at the parking lot. Take a left every time it branches."

"Oh," said the girl, "that's all?" She almost seemed disappointed.

"Yeah," I said, "You're not that lost."

They both nodded their heads, and a few moments of silence followed. I
wondered what to talk to them about, just to keep them talking. I'm not
sure why I thought I wanted to do that, but hell, they were cute. And I
like girls, even little girls, even little girls I'd never think of messing
around with.

"You guys live around here?" I finally asked, and they seemed to perk up.

"Yeah," the tall one said, "over in the Delacroix addition." That was
basically a middle class neighborhood a few miles from the park.

"Damn," I said, "you guys rode all the way from there to here?"

They nodded, giggling. That impressed me slightly, that was more than just
a hop around the block, for a kid.

"Do your folks know you're this far from home?" I asked, and they giggled
again.

"No," said the short one.

"It don't matter," the tall one said, "We don't gotta be home 'til an hour
before dark, whenever that is."

"I see," I said. "Listen, my name's Roy..." I extended my hand, and
formally shook hands with each of them.

"I'm Dawny," the tall one said. I turned to the other girl.

"Christine," she said, and I nodded.

"Pleased to meecha. I don't usually see girls... this far out in the bush."

"We were bored," said Dawny. I nodded. I liked these girls. And they seemed
to think I was okay. I knew nothing would come of it. They were just kids.

"Hey," I said. "I got some power bars. Let's sit down, and I'll give you
guys a bar."

They seemed to think that sounded cool. I led them off the trail a ways,
and found an old stump where a large tree had been cut down. I sat, and
pulled a handful of power bars out of the pockets at the base of my spine.

The girls approached, laying their bikes beside mine in the grass, and then
seated themselves gingerly, one on each side of me. The stump wasn't that
big, we were each looking in a different direction. I passed the bars out,
and Dawny went back to the bikes to retrieve their water bottles. We sat a
while in silence, and munched.

"What grade you guys in?" I asked, after racking my brain for questions to
ask them.

"Gonna be eighth, when it starts," said Dawny. I nodded though I knew they
couldn't see me. That would put them about thirteen, I guessed.

"Where you guys go to school?" I asked, and the tall girl said, "Central."

Of course, they lived in Delacroix.

"What you been doin' this summer?" I was straining to keep the conversation
going.

"Nuttin'," said Christine.

"Ridin' and swimmin' mostly," said Dawny. I nodded again.

"Got boyfriends?" I asked, wanting to get a rise out of them. It worked
perfectly.

"Naw..." giggled Christine, and Dawny snorted loudly.

"All the boys in our class are shorter than her," said Christine, and I
knew she meant Dawny. "She's lookin' at tenth graders." They both giggled
some more.

"That matters?" I said.

"To them it does," Dawny said, "not really to me."

"I see," I said.

"That's kinda why we're..." said Christine, and Dawny interrupted her,
"Chris!"

"That's kind why we're here," said Christine, barging on. Dawny said,
"Shhh!" loudly.

"He can know!" said Christine. Dawny giggled nervously.

"We kinda came out here lookin' for guys..." said Christine. "Or more."

Or more? What the hell did she mean by that? More than guys? It almost
sounded like she was saying they were looking for action.

"Have you found any guys?" I asked.

"Shit no," said Dawny, giggling.

"Have you found any 'more'?" I asked, emphasizing the word, still wondering
what she'd really meant.

"No!" said Christine, and they both giggled some more. I laughed with them.
True, not a lot of guys their age on the trails. They were in the same
shape as me, in that department.

"You got a girlfriend?" said Christine, and she turned, looking at me. I
took her empty power bar wrapper from her hand, and stuffed it into my
pocket.

"No," I said, "not at the moment. I'm free, single and twenty-one."

They were silent a moment. I looked behind me as well as I could, and I
could see Christine turned, and looking at me. I strained, turning further,
and could see Dawny out of the corner of my eye, also turned and looking.

"What?" I said.

"Are you really twenty-one?" said Dawny.

I know I look younger than I am. Everybody tells me that, from my parents
on down. I thought, what the hell, let them think that. At that moment, I
didn't have any ulterior motive in mind. But, let them think that.

"Does that bother you guys?" I asked.

"Hell no," said Dawny, and I could see Christine shaking her head.

We were all silent for a while. I heard a voice in the distance. Some
riders were obviously coming down the trail.

"Hide!" said Christine, and the two girls slid off the stump into the tall
grass. So did I, without any reason why we were doing it.

"Why are we hiding?" I asked softly, and the two of them giggled.

"I dunno," said Dawny. I heard a voice pass a few dozen feet away, where
the trail was.

We slowly got back up, and sat again. This time I could feel both of them,
though, pressing against me from each side. They felt comfortable, and nice
and warm.

"So..." said Christine. By now she seemed like the leader of the two, to
me. She continued. "So... Roy boy..." I laughed at that, "you wanna... you
wanna be our boyfriend?"

"Chris!" said Dawny in a scandalized tone of voice.

"Okay, my boyfriend," said Christine.

"No, me too," said Dawny, in spite of her earlier exclamation.

That was moving a little quick for me. I'd just met the two. And they were
pretty damn under-aged, on top of it.

"I dunno," I said, "I'd prolly get thrown in jail, if I did anything to
you."

They both giggled.

"How would anybody know?" said Dawny, reasonably.

"It's hard to keep stuff like that a secret," I said.

"Stuff like what?" said Christine.

"You know," I said, "stuff. Stuff girlfriends and boyfriends do."

"He means sex," said Dawny.

"Yeah, that too," I said, and they both giggled.

"Nobody'd know. We don't tell." said Christine.

This kind of talk went on a while, a little titillating, with a few double
entendres thrown in. I finally turned, and knelt on the ground, right in
front of the stump. The two of them moved a little closer together, where I
could see them both.

I looked at them, objectively, I hoped. They were cute. And attractive. And
foxy. And damn, I thought to myself, just plain sexy. I'd never spent a lot
of time looking at little girls... I mean, I'd seen the occasional one,
here and there, and thought... damn... I'd like a taste of that... who
hasn't? Cute girls are everywhere, big and little. But these two... for the
first time I actually started to wonder... should I dare? Would I dare?

Christine was cute... and tight and firm, sheer foxiness, in a small
package... but Dawny... damn... the girl turned me on, I had to admit. Long
and lean, not an ounce of fat on her body... she looked sleek and slim
under that skin-tight t-shirt she wore. She had nice little boobs, about
the size and shape of half an orange, and I could see two hard little knots
beneath her sports bra where her nipples were. Her butt had looked fabulous
when she'd gone to fetch the water bottles, every bit as sexy as a big
girl's ass. Maybe more. I had to admit, I was in lust with her. Big time.

Yeah, I thought. I'd do that. But would I? How far would I go with these
two? Surely it wouldn't hurt to kiss and pet a little... it would be fun...
and two of them at once? That's what they'd made it sound like. That would
be too cool. Hmmm, hmmm, I thought. Lots of risk... but then again, they
didn't yet know anything about me, other than my name. I was just some guy
they met on the trails. I certainly wouldn't be brave enough to invite them
to my house or anything. And I decided right then and there to not do
anything that left a mark.

"Yeah," I said, and they both looked at me. "Yeah, I'll be your boyfriend."

They looked at each other and giggled.

"Now what?" I asked, and they giggled yet again. Damn, they giggled a lot.

"Well," said Christine, "the first thing boyfriends and girlfriends usually
do is kiss. That's a good place to start."

"Whoa," I said. "Before we go any further, let's get off the trail a bit.
Get your bikes and follow me."

I picked up my bike, and they grabbed theirs. We walked through the tall
grass to the North, on into the forest. Soon we were under tree cover, and
I felt more at ease the further from the trail we got. Finally, when maybe
a quarter mile had gone by, I stopped. We were in a small meadow, with tall
waist-high grass. It was beautiful, and seemed very remote and undisturbed.
I took them to the other side of the meadow, and discovered a small creek.
Some stony ledges were along the bank of it, and I lay my bike down in the
tall grass. The girls followed suit, and the three of us sat on a ledge. I
felt even more hidden from view down on the creek bank, with the cover of
trees behind us.

"You ever kissed a boy before?" I asked Christine. She shook her head and
laughed.

"Well, my dad," she said.

"Did you give him any tongue?" I asked, and they both burst into giggles. I
felt pleased. I felt like they were both in my grasp.

"Naw..." Christine finally said, and I laughed.

"Wanna try that shit?" I asked, and she stared at me seriously for a
moment, then slowly nodded her head. I didn't want Dawny to feel left out,
though.

"C'mere, darlin'," I said to her, and she hesitantly moved to stand in
front of me. I sank down to the ground on my knees, and motioned her to
turn around. She did, and I pulled her down, so she sat on the ground in
front of me, facing away from me. I wrapped my arms around her stomach, and
nodded to Christine.

"Kiss me, darlin'," I said, and Christine, once again a bit hesitantly,
approached me, kneeling down also. Dawny's head was right beside mine, my
chin was almost on her shoulder. Christine leaned into me, and I could feel
her breath on my face. I realized about this time how goddam hard my cock
was.

It was magical, weirdly magical, when our lips touched. I'm kissing a sweet
young girl, I thought, for what I think is her first time. Jeezus, I was
turned on. I opened my mouth slightly, and felt her flinch. I laughed
silently and touched her lips with my tongue. She pulled away for a moment,
but then came right back. She slowly opened her mouth, and our tongues
touched. Her saliva felt hot and sexy in my mouth. I opened my mouth
further, and surrounded her lips with mine.

My hands were busy while I did all this, busy with the firm young body
beneath them. I rubbed and stroked Dawny's stomach, and finally slid my
hands up under her tight spandex shirt, as well as I could. I finally
rolled it up, and stroked her bare midriff. She seemed frozen, and I
stopped kissing Christine for a moment, and pulled away and kissed Dawny on
the side of her head. She turned her head to me, as I'd hoped she would,
and I kissed her on the lips, kind of sideways a little. It was every bit
as sexy as kissing Christine, and I began to worry that I'd cum in my
shorts before much longer. I felt like I was getting away with major shit.

I scrubbed Dawny's teeth with my tongue, and tickled her lips. I finally
went back to kissing Christine, who had waited patiently. My hands rose
higher and higher on Dawny's body, until I felt her firm young breasts on
the outside of my thumbs. I wanted to just seize them, but I didn't want to
go so fast I scared her. After maybe five minutes, though, I just couldn't
stand it. I'd loved her tits at first sight, so firm and almost conical in
shape, perfectly shaped my her sports bra. The shirt was so tight she
didn't really need a bra, well, hell, her tits were so high and firm she
absolutely didn't need one. I'd love to see her in that shirt without the
bra, I knew her nipples would almost cut through the cloth. But what I
really wanted was to see those tits uncovered.

At last, as I sucked slobber out of Christine's mouth, I cupped Dawny' firm
young breasts in my hands. God, she felt sexier than any girl I'd ever felt
off, young or old. It was just too much. I squeezed and finally gently
pinched her fat nipples, and she squirmed beneath me. She didn't seem like
she wanted to get away, at least, well, Christine was leaning on her back,
it would have been kind of hard for her to do.

The girl had fabulous tits. I hungered to feel them, skin on skin. Finally,
I couldn't stand it, and rolled her tight shirt on up, and over her
beautiful boobs. She made a wordless noise, and I stopped and untangled my
lips from Christine.

"Do you mind, darling?" I asked, and I saw Dawny shake her head fairly
quickly.

"No, you can go ahead," she said. I kissed her again, and she turned her
head, and our lips touched. She was sweet to kiss, like I said. I saw
movement, and looked at Christine in time to see her pull her top off, over
her head. She kicked her shoes off and crouched beside us in the grass.

Good grief, I was entranced at the sight of her little puffy nipples. Her
breast was just a soft swollen mound, but fuck... those nipples. They
looked like little apricots or something, stuck to her chest. Incredible.
And I'm gonna get to suck on them, I told myself. Just the fact that she'd
stripped off her shirt told me that. I looked down, to see Dawny's pointed
little conical nipples, proudly capping her cone-shaped breasts. God, I was
in heaven, I felt like.

"Ladies," I said, "can you two lay down in the grass? Do you think you'll
get all itchy?"

They giggled, and Christine kneeled beside Dawny, who simply lay herself
back in the high grass. Christine lay beside her, their arms touching. They
wiggled around a little, and finally relaxed. I was on my knees by then,
between them.

I felt like saying grace. I definitely was thankful, for what I was about
to receive. My mouth was watering. I leaned forward, my mouth open, and
sucked Dawny's left breast into it.

The feel of her in my mouth was electric, and I could even taste her. Some
kind of perfume or maybe a body wash, and some sweat. The sweat turned me
on the most, just being close enough to these girls to smell them was
intense. I sucked hard, and felt her puffy little nipple expand and harden.
I ran my tongue around it, and heard her giggle above me.

I could have spent the next twenty-four hours there, but I wanted to be
fair to Christine. I was sorry I only had one mouth. I pulled away from
Dawny, and sucked Christine's fat little nipple into my mouth.

And god, it was every bit as sweet, if not more. The fact that she was so
unarguably under-age that she didn't even have breasts was turning me on
like mad. I felt like I was getting away with major shit, and I suppose I
was. Assuming I got away with it.

Their tits were sweeter than honey. I spent the next half hour at least
just switching back and forth, from tit to tit, and girl to girl. Both the
girls titties were hard little nubbins of flesh, I'm not sure if it was
from being turned on or if that's just the way young girl nipples form. It
was the most fun I'd ever had, in any case. I wondered if this was the only
time I'd ever get to do this, or if I could figure out a way to meet them
somewhere again. I realized my chances of going to jail increased
exponentially every time I did this shit. Maybe it'd be better to just do
it this one time, and walk away.

My hands were busy with one girl when my lips were on the other, I pinched
and squeezed and pulled and rubbed, and more than once I heard Christine
moan beneath my touch. She seemed the more sexual of the two already, she
seemed ready to play. Dawny had to stop and think about it, but Christine
was always ready. I loved the two of them like crazy by now.

Finally, as I sucked on Dawny's nipple and scraped it with my upper teeth,
I reached down and found the waistband of Christine's bike shorts. I rolled
them down and ways, and pulled on them. She got the message quickly, and I
felt her wiggling and finally kicking free of them. Somehow she was already
barefoot, too.

"Dawn, honey," I said, "while I lick Christine, take your shorts off,
darlin',"

She looked on mildly scandalized, and I saw her moving around to do what I
asked. Now, I thought, now it gets real. Now I get what I really want.

I stopped for a moment, though and hugged Christine to my chest, and kissed
her soundly on the lips again. She laughed in my mouth, and I felt her hot
spit with my tongue.

"Chris..." I said, pulling away, "are you sure about this, now? This what
you really want?"

"Yeah," she said, her eyes shining. Good, she seemed to be enjoying
herself. I hoped the experience lived up to her expectations. I crawled
down her body, and stared into heaven.

Her little cunt was sweeter than I'd ever imagined. It was pink, and her
fat little lips were puffy and almost smooth. Her whole pussy was pretty
smooth, although a light dusting of pubic hair was beginning to be evident.
I was in love with her clit, it peeked out, under a fat little hood, and I
felt my mouth water. I knew it was mine, all mine.

On top of everything I was close enough to smell her. God, she smelled
good, she smelled like cunt, of course, clean sweet cunt, the sweetest I'd
ever smelled. And, of course, a little honest sweat, but hey, I'm a biker,
an athlete, and I'm used to sweat. I like sweat. I love the smell of sweaty
girls. And these girls smelled like heaven.

I just plastered my lips in the middle of that shit. She tasted even better
than she smelled, and I felt my tongue get hard. Damn, she was sexy. I
pulled her pussy lips with my mouth, and stuck my tongue in her slit and
swished it around. I finally stopped fucking around, and bore down hard on
her clit. I felt her whole body jerk then, and I laughed softly.

"You like that, do ya," I said, and smashed my tongue back on her clit.

"Oh yeah," she said, sighing deeply, "oh fuckin' yeah..."

I laughed to hear her cuss, and it turned me on. I love potty mouthed
little girls, for some reason. I felt around with my right hand, and
finally located Dawny's crotch. I stroked her soft warm mound with my
fingertips. Soon, my little pretty, I thought, soon.

Christine just tasted so fucking good. I couldn't imagine voluntarily
pulling away from her. And her little cunt felt so sexy beneath my mouth. I
sucked and licked, just turned on beyond belief. I could feel my cock
oozing shit like crazy. I wondered how I'd ever keep from cumming, if these
girls wanted to see it or touch it.

I finally ran my fingers down into Dawny's slit, and felt some distinct
wetness. The girl was juicing up nicely. I tried to find her clit, and felt
her wiggle around. I hoped that meant I was on it.

At last, at long last, I dragged myself away from Christine's pussy, and
pressed my face into Dawny's. The girl was incredible, every bit as
incredible as Christine. Her taste was a little stronger, I guess because
she seemed a little further along developmentally, or maybe each girl is
just a little different. I don't know. It was insanely sexy to smash my
face into my second sweet little cunt of the day.

Dawny's clit was a little larger and fatter than Christine's, I could find
it with my tongue with no problem. I licked down her crack to her perineum,
tasting a slight bitter asshole taste there, and I did cream my jeans a
little then. God, the girl was insane. I'm out of adjectives. Together, the
two of them were just too much.

I finally did what I'd done with Christine, and smashed her clit into her
body. I alternated sucking it hard, and smashing it with my tongue, and
that quick I felt her body tremble and shake beneath me. I knew right then
and there she'd be the first to get to cum, it was impossible to stop, at
this point. With her smell in my nose and her taste on my tongue, I sucked
and smashed her clit until she came.

I heard her groan and felt her body shake. I felt goose flesh on her inner
thighs, and I could tell she was locking her knees, feeling them on the
sides of my chest. Her whole body shook, and I knew she was cumming. I just
squished her clit all the harder, wanting it to be intense for her. Finally
when she slowed back down, I rubbed her clit with my upper teeth, and
laughed softly.

Finally I pulled myself up their bodies until I was even with their faces.
Christine was watching Dawny with interest, and Dawny was just laying
there, a silly smile on her face, her whole body relaxed.

"Was that good for you, darlin'?" I asked, and she slowly nodded, smiling
at me. I kissed her, a nice long one, wondering what she thought of her own
taste on my lips. I hoped she liked it.

"You ever had anything like that happen before?" I asked, wondering if that
was the first time she'd had an orgasm.

"Yes..." she said hesitantly. "Christine... Christine has done it for me,
with her finger..."

God, that fucking turned me on, to think of the two of them playing around.
Just the thought of Christine, her hand buried in Dawny's cunt... I almost
shot my wad then and there. These girls were too much. I turned to
Christine.

"She do the same for you?" I asked, and Christine giggled.

"'course," she said. I was insane with lust for these two, after hearing
that. It didn't bother me that I hadn't been their first cum, I was glad
they played around, and wished them well for it. And it sure as hell turned
me on to hear about it.

I looked at Christine.

"Okay, baby, it's your turn," I said, and she nodded, smiling. Down I went,
and once again I tasted her sweet cunt. I did the same thing I'd done to
Dawny, smashed and sucked, and soon Christine had a nice orgasm, too. She
was a little wilder than Dawny, she seemed more uninhibited. I could never
have decided, at this point, which one I loved more, they were both
wonderful.

I lapped up the little trickle of pussy juice that I saw, I love the shit
out of pussy juice, although it doesn't have that much taste. It's sexier
than shit, though, it's something that's come from their bodies when they
are sexually aroused. I was proud to have made her ooze.

I sat them both up, and gave them a little breather. Oddly, we made a
little small talk, about nothing in particular, and they giggled a lot. I
finally asked them if they were having fun.

"Hell yeah," said Christine, staring at me like I was crazy. "Are you?"

"Am I?" I laughed. "I'm getting to fuck around with two of the sexiest
sweetest girls on the planet. Hell yeah I'm having fun."

They both giggled, and I leaned in and kissed Dawny, and then Christine.

"Darlings," I said, "get up on your hands and knees, and stick your little
butts in the air."

I loved asses. There's just something about the look and feel of an asshole
that turns me on. And the taste... a little spicier, sometimes almost
bitter... but I love the hell out of it. And I was gonna taste these two
little girls, I was gonna eat these sweet asses until the flavor was all
gone.

God, they looked sexy and they turned and stuck their butts up. I grabbed
Dawny's ass and spread it, drinking in the sight of her puckered sweetness.
I could smell her, I was so close, and she smelled sexier than fuck. I
plastered my tongue into her ass, and licked. I was rubbing Christine's
asshole with my left hand at this time, and finally I reached down to her
little cunt and pushed my finger into it slightly, feeling her juices wet
it. I moved it back to her asshole, and slowly, gently pushed it into her
body, feeling her tight sphincter pushing back against me. She giggled
softly, and let me penetrate her body. I stopped just a knuckle deep, and
gently began to saw my finger in and out of her body.

I was still tongue deep in Dawny's asshole, I tried to stick my tongue into
her body, but her sphincter was too strong. Finally I pulled back a bit,
licked my finger, and pressed it into her. I just squatted there, a finger
in each girl's asshole, and finger-fucked them for a while. I stuck my
thumbs down and bumped their clits each time I went in, I know just simply
being finger-fucked in the ass doesn't always impart that great of a
sensation, and I hoped it would help to involve their clits. Still, though,
they both seemed about as turned on as I was by the whole experience.

I didn't really know when to stop, after that. I wondered if they could cum
again, so soon, and if they could cum from being finger-fucked in the ass.
I finally pulled my finger out of Christine, and licked and kissed and
sucked her ass for a while before doing the same to Dawny.

Now I had a dilemma. There wasn't much left to do, except show them my
dick, and maybe fuck them. Dawny, I was sure I could get into Dawny, if
she'd let me. Her cunt almost seemed adult-sized. Christine, though...
although she was the one I felt like would out-and-out want it, I wasn't
sure if I could get into her without hurting her.

"Darlings," I finally said, standing back up on my knees. They both turned
around and sat in the grass, looking at me.

"There's not much else to do..." I said, "except show you... myself. And
what we do from there is totally up to you two. I'm not making you do
anything, understand?"

They both nodded, serious looks on their faces. They looked so cute,
sitting there, their pale little breasts shining in the sun, I just totally
lost focus, almost.

"Girls... do you? Do you wanna see my weenie?" I asked, and Christine's
face split into a wide grin.

"Shit yeah," she said, laughing. Dawny nodded, still serious. I sighed.
Sure, I'd orally sodomized them for the last hour. But, I felt like the
serious shit was really starting, now. I wondered if I'd look back on this
moment someday with regret.

I stood, and looked all around, to make sure there was no one in sight. We
were way the fuck out in the middle of a national forest, well, we were on
the backside of a national forest, actually. I did think, and I fervently
hoped, that there wasn't a soul for miles around. At least the tall grass
would hopefully hide the girls, down on their knees or sitting.

I finally kicked my shoes off and slid my shorts down and kicked them off,
feeling my cock spring free. I heard Dawny giggle, and Christine say,
"Gaw..." or something like that. I looked down. They were both just staring
at my cock, entranced. Almost hypnotized. I wondered if either of them had
ever seen a cock before. It didn't look like it.

"Go on," I said, "you can touch it."

Christine, of course, was first. I felt her eager hot little hand circle my
cock, and I almost came for sure.

"See that shit?" I said, "that's precum. Rub it in the cap."

Christine did just that, smearing my precum around into the cap of my cock.
The cap was so hard by now it was almost purple, and I was afraid it would
explode. The sensations of her fingers were unreal.

"Play with my balls, baby," I said, laughing at her. I felt her touch on my
testicles, hesitant at first, then more pronounced as she cupped them, and
then circled them with her fingers at the top. God, it felt sexy.

"I'd show you how to jack me off, but I'm so close to cumming that we'll
wait..." I said. Although... I knew I was so turned on I'd be able to get
hard again without a problem. Hell, I probably wouldn't get all the way
soft, I was so turned on. I felt like I should show them how a guy cums at
least.

"Okay, here," I said. "I changed my mind. Dawny... play a little... then
I'll let the two of you jack me off, so you can see how a guy cums. Okay?"

They nodded, never looking up at me. My face certainly wasn't the focus,
here. I felt Christine's fingers leave me, and Dawny's hesitant touch. Two
sweet little girls are playing with my cock, I told myself, wallowing in
the sheer nastiness of it. Two sweet young innocent girls. Actually, I
wasn't that sure how innocent they were, especially Christine. Hell, they
weren't that innocent, they'd admitted to masturbating each other. My dick
twitched when I thought of that, so I thought of innocent subjects. I
thought of kittens, kites and spring days... all kinds of shit, just to
keep from cumming. Christine had took hold of me two, and the touch of both
their hands was unreal. I heard them giggling, and tried to think of
kittens again.

Well, shit. There was no stopping it. I felt my prostate give a mighty
pinch, and a huge blob of cum jetted from my cock into the grass between
them. Christine said "Gaw..." or something along that line, and I squirted
again, and again as they continued to stroke me. Shit, it felt good, just
thinking of what I was doing really got me off, and I felt like I'd
squirted a gallon or two.

When it was finally all over I relaxed, feeling tired all over my body. The
girls were examining their hands, both of them had my semen on them.

"Don't get that shit in your pussy," I laughed at them. They both looked at
me and grinned. Christine sniffed my cum, and I actually wasn't surprised
at all to see her extend her tongue and taste it.

"Dawn..." she said, her eyes shining, "taste it. Taste that shit."

Dawny was a little more reticent, but she finally raised her fingers to her
lips and tasted my cum. I literally felt at twitch from my half-soft cock,
watching her, thinking to myself, a sweet little girl is tasting my cum. I
knew getting hard again wouldn't be a problem with these two.

Christine did surprise me, though. She was still on her knees, both of them
were. She scooted over to me, and leaned down slightly and I felt her
breath on my cock. I wondered if she was getting her nerve up.

"Go ahead, honey," I said, and she leaned in, and I felt the delicate touch
of her sweet lips on the head of my cock. She finally sucked the whole
thing into her mouth, and swished it around, sucking hard. I figured she
was just wanting to taste more of my cum, and after a minute she dropped it
from her mouth, and grinned up at me.

"Don't worry, darlin'," I said, "there'll be plenty more, in a little bit."

I squatted down in the grass with the two of them.

"Girls," I said. I was curious about one thing, depending on how far I was
going to go with them. With Christine, at least, I was pretty sure I was
going all the way.

"Have you two started your periods yet?" I asked them, and Dawny looked
away in embarrassment. Christine laughed.

"She has, she started last year," Christine said. "I haven't."

"I see..." I said.

"Does that mean you'll... fuck me but not her?" Christine said, and I
laughed in surprise.

"Little darlin'," I said, "not really. I'm only going to do whatever you
girls want me to. And yes, if she wants, I'll do it... but I won't cum in
her. You... I would, if you wished."

It turned me on immensely to say those words to a sweet, almost innocent
looking young girl. I still hadn't asked the girls their ages, I didn't
want to know. Obviously I knew they were way under-aged, I wasn't doing it
to help me in some future court proceedings. Let it be a mystery, I
thought. But it really turned me on to talk about fucking so casually with
a little girl.

"I'll..." Dawny interrupted my thoughts. "I'll... do it... yeah..." she
said shyly. I leaned into her and hugged her.

"Girl," I said, "we'll only do it if you really want to. I don't wanna make
you do anything you don't want."

"I... I do," she said, almost seeming puzzled.

"Yeah," said Christine. "Yeah, me to."

Of course you, I thought, laughing to myself. Christine was gonna be a
force to be reckoned with, in the next few years. She seemed intensely
sexual to me. And Dawny wasn't far behind, just a little more shy.
Together, the two of them were going to blow at lot of minds, I realized.

"Ladies," I said, "while we're waiting on my dick to re-charge, I know some
things we can do."


                              --==+==--


A solid hour had gone by, at least. My dick had never really got soft, I
was so hyped up, and it was rock hard the last fifteen minutes. I'd eaten
the girl's pussies again for most of that time, and when my cock felt
appropriately hard I'd laid down beside the girls and rubbed their cunts
with my cock. I was pre-cumming like mad, and it was sexier than hell to
feel the head of my cock sliding around on their wet little cunts.

They'd both cum again several times, mostly from being licked, and I was
pleased. I'd fucked around with big girls who were unable to cum, and I was
happy that these two seemed so good at it. Maybe they just didn't know any
better, I dunno. But they had the cutest little orgasms... little is just a
figure of speech, they actually both had big earth-shaking knee-popping
orgasms. They were damn good at it.

"Darlings," I said. I felt like the time was right, and hell, we couldn't
stay out here all day. I had no idea what time it was, but I guessed we'd
been at this at least two hours if not longer. "What do you want to do
next?"

As I'd guessed she would, Christine immediately spoke up. "Can't we...
can't we fuck? Uhm... make love?"

I laughed, and nodded my head. "If you really really want to, darlin'...
but remember there's no goin' back... once your cherry is popped, it's
popped. Don't you still wanna be a virgin on your wedding night?"

The girls looked at each other and giggled. I knew the answer, but I felt
like I was doing the right thing reminding them of it. I had no fear they'd
turn me down.

"Naw..." it was Dawny, to my surprise. "Nobody does that shit any more."

I laughed, and nodded. "Okay," I said. "You girls decide. Who's first?"

They actually whispered among themselves for a moment.

"Okay," said Christine. "Do Dawny first, 'cos you can't cum inside her.
I'll wait."

I laughed. I hoped they'd see how well that'd work. And for some reason, I
really wanted Dawny to be first. I loved the girl like mad, and I couldn't
wait to get inside her.

"Lay down, darlin'," I said, and she made herself a little nest in the
grass and lay down, her legs spread wide. Her little cunt looked more
beautiful than anything I'd ever seen, in the soft glow of the late
afternoon sun. After standing and looking all around to make sure we were
alone, I got down on my knees inbetween her spread legs. I crawled over her
body, my arms beside her shoulders, and leaned down and kissed her. God,
the girl was sweet... I knew I'd remember her forever, and miss her
forever. She made me wish I was fifteen years younger. Hell, though.
Anything made me wish that.

"Baby," I said softly to her. "If this hurts at any time, just let me know
and I'll stop. It might sting a little... and you might bleed a bit. But
let me know, I don't want to hurt you."

"Okay," she said. She looked resolute, like she was ready. I hoped she was.
I lay on her body, feeling my hard cock in the crease of her leg. I reached
down and guided it inbetween her pussy lips. Her cunt felt hot and slick
beneath me.

"Ready?" I asked, and she nodded. I slowly pushed into her body, going in
and out to wet my cock with her juices. She was tight, damn she was
tight... she almost turned my dick inside out. I heard her gasp, and
stopped instantly.

"No, keep going," she said. I looked over to the side, where Christine sat,
grinning like a monkey. I winked at her, and got a laugh back.

I pushed deeper and deeper inside Dawny. I'm no John Holmes, but my cock
felt like it was two feet long, at this point. The girl was sweet, and had
a damn tight pussy. I was kissing her at this time, our mouths were glued
together, and I could hear her sigh and gasp beneath me. I never felt the
moment her hymen broke, I just assumed it did... I know that some girls
don't feel much pain or bleed. She didn't seem to be hurting that much.

At last my thighs pressed against hers, and I knew I was in all the way. I
just rested there a minute... damn, it felt good. The girl felt good
beneath me, I had my arms around her shoulders and our mouths were glued
together. I felt something touch the side of my head, it was Christine's
knee. I motioned her to get in front of me, and she cautiously did, careful
not to put her knee in Dawny's face. Finally she was in position,
supporting her hips with her hands, her ass right over Dawny's face, and in
my face. I bent down and touched her wonderful cunt with my tongue.

I finally pulled out of Dawny as far as I dared, and then pressed into her
again. She sighed deeply, and I felt her body tremble. I hoped it felt good
for her.

Anyway, that's the high point. That's what I'll remember when I'm an old
man, fucking one beautiful girl while eating another one's pussy. I could
feel Dawny wiggling and trembling beneath me, as I pumped in and out of
her, and I knew she was feeling good. I squeezed her firm boobs, pinching
her nipples, and just fucked her. I felt like I was at the peak of my form,
I really felt like I was doing her good. I sped up a bit, and heard her
moan softly.

"Oh, shit! I'm fucking cumming!" said Christine loudly, and proceeded to do
just that. God, the girl amazed me, she really knew how to let go and cum
like a little nuclear fireball. She squeezed her arms against her body,
pulled her legs up against her torso tightly, and came. She fucking came,
pardon me. She had a good one. I hoped she didn't break Dawny's nose, but I
could see Dawny had her head turned to the side, beneath Christine's ass.

I could tell Dawny was getting close, as Christine crawled away from us to
rest in the grass. Dawny trembled and moaned and finally came, every bit as
good as Christine had done. I was proud of her, and my prowess, to give her
something so powerful. I even felt a squirt of hot liquid on my cock, I
think she peed a little. Damn, between the two of them, I was so in love it
hurt. I'd known dozens of big girls who didn't get as much out of a fucking
as these two seemed to. Well, Christine hadn't actually been fucked yet,
but I had little doubts about it.

I slowed and stopped at last, just laying on top of Dawny and holding her.

"Was it good, baby?" I whispered, and she nodded, her eyes shining. Her
mouth moved and I think she said "thank you" and I smiled back at her. I
loved her more that moment than I had anything in my life. I just wanted to
lay there forever and hold her.

But, duty calls. I finally pulled my still-hard cock out of her body, and
sat up on my heels. Christine had stood and looked around, and I smiled at
her.

"Ready?" I said, and she shook her head.

"Wait a second," she said, "I gotta pee."

Oh shit, oh fucking shit, I thought. I wished to hell we were in a motel
room with a shower, somewhere, so she could pee all over me. I wanted a
facefull of her hot piss like I wanted air to breathe. I just didn't want
to cycle home, smelling like piss. And I figured they probably wouldn't be
into it like I was. Like I was? I wasn't a piss freak, but the thought of
this sweet young girl spraying me with her piss turned me on like mad.

"Honey," I said, crawling towards her, "go ahead and do it. I wanna watch!"

She giggled and looked coy. She finally took several steps away, and
squatted, her legs spread widely. I crawled around her, and stared eagerly
at her sweet young cunt. When the stream of piss finally sprayed out of it,
I stuck my finger down into it, and wiggled her clit around. Piss splashed
on her legs, but at least she giggled instead of getting upset.

"You are the sexist thing I've ever seen!" I whispered fervently to her,
and she giggled again. Her stream finally tapered off, and I played a
little more, rubbing my fingers around in her wet cunt. Dawny came up
beside us, and squatted, also. As sexy as it had been to watch Christine
piss, I knew Dawny was really going to do it for me.

"Go ahead, darling," I said, and she giggled and relaxed. Her stream was
narrower, and went further. I immediately put my fingers into her cunt, and
rubbed and played. Just the smell of her hot piss turned me on like mad.
When she got done she stood, and I seized her, and mashed my face into her
crotch. Her piss tasted sweet to me, and I licked and slurped her clean. I
finally lifted one of her legs over my shoulder, so I could get up into her
cunt, and licked until I couldn't taste it any more.

I released her leg, and turned to Christine. She knew what I wanted, and
stepped forward, already lifting her leg over my shoulder. I licked and
sucked her pussy clean also, loving the taste of her. Like I said, I'm not
a piss freak, but damn, these girls turned me on.

I smashed Christine's clit into her body with my tongue, feeling her
tremble above me. Finally I felt ready; my dick was still hard, and I hoped
she was ready to go.

"Are you ready, baby?" I asked her, and she said, "Fuck yeah!" and I
laughed. Damn it turned me on to hear her cuss. She was a bad little girl,
and I like bad little girls.

She lay down in the grass, and I crawled on top of her. I reached down
beneath her, and cupped her ass in my hands, putting my middle finger
against her asshole. My cock rested against her, and I wiggled it around,
trying to find her cunt. Finally I had to take a hand and guide it, and I
pressed it into her body a little ways, and whispered to her.

"Are you sure?" I asked her, and she nodded eagerly. I covered her mouth
with mine, and slowly began to push into her body. She was as tight as
Dawny had been, and as I pressed my cock into her cunt I pushed my finger
into her sweet asshole. She sighed and trembled beneath me, and I hoped it
was feeling good for her. Like Dawny, I couldn't tell if her hymen broke,
she never cried out or anything; I just hoped for the best. It didn't seem
to hurt either of the girls, at least.

Finally I could go no further. She feeling of her tight cunt on my cock was
every bit as good as Dawny's had been. I knew I could cum inside her, after
she came, and I was ready for it, these girls were pushing me up against
the wall. I began to pump, slowly, and she sighed with pleasure.

I whispered silly shit to her as I fucked her, and she even laughed out
loud at one point. She was great fun to fuck, as I'd suspected, and if I
hadn't known better it would have been easy to believe she was experienced.
She fucked well, for a first-timer.

She finally began to get close, and she got more jumpy beneath me. It was
almost hard to keep my finger in her ass, even. Finally she just blew up,
and melted down like Dawny had. Damn, these two... they just blew my mind,
again and again. I wondered what they'd be like in two or three more
years... or ten. As foolish as it was, I wanted to still know them, just to
see what they'd turn into.

I kept pumping while Christine came, of course I did. When she finally
started coming down from her high I kissed her one last time, and then
pulled back from her so she could see my face. I felt Dawny at my elbow,
laying in the grass, and just watching us. I squeezed Christine's ass with
one hand, and pressed my other finger as far into her ass as I could get
it.

"I'm cumming..." I said, and let myself go. And damn, did I ever cum...
probably one of the best ones of my life. I squirted what felt like a
gallon of sperm into her body, so much some of it squirted out. I heard
Dawny giggle, and Christine sighed again contentedly. My prostate clenched
again and again, it'd been a week or two since I'd ejaculated, and I had a
full load. Finally, when it almost started to hurt, I was done.

"Damn, girl..." I said, "that was intense!"

"Yeah!" said Christine, and Dawny laughed. I turned and leaned towards her,
and we kissed, a long sweet kiss. I loved the shit out of Christine, but
Dawny would always be special.

I finally pulled out of Christine, and mopped her up with my hand, just to
feel her cunt one last time. I wiped my hands on the grass, and we slowly
stood. The girls started gathering their clothes up, and I pulled my bike
shorts back on. I felt tired, like I always do when I cum. And I had a long
ride home.

"Ladies... thank you very much..." I said, not sure how to end this. They
smiled at me as they dressed, and found their shoes. When they were done we
stood awkwardly for a moment, then they both came to me and I hugged them.
We stood there a few moments, and I kissed Christine, and then Dawny. I
wondered if it was my last kiss from the girl I loved.

We picked our bikes up and slowly rode across the field. I led them to the
trail, and gave them directions again on how find their way out of the park.

We stood there, once again, and just stared at each other.

"Well, I..." I started.

"Gimme your..." said Dawny, and we stopped and laughed. "Go ahead," I said.

"Gimme your phone number," said Dawny, "so we can meet you here again
sometimes."

"Uhm wow," I said. I wondered how far I was willing to go with this. I
wondered if I could stay out of trouble if I saw them on a regular basis.
Although... I really really wanted to see Dawny on a regular basis. I
sighed. "You got anything to write with?" I asked them.

"I'll just put it in my phone," she said. Oh, didn't know she had a phone.
Well... I wondered if her parents ever checked her calls. Shit. This might
get complicated. I stopped and talked to her about that, about the wisdom
of erasing her call history when and if she ever called me. She nodded like
she understood everything, and I hoped she did.

All too quick, it was time to split up. They closed one last time, after
looking around guiltily, and I gave each of them a quick kiss.

"Goodbye, darlings..." I said, as they rode away. I sighed, and headed back
down the trail. I'd go home the long way.


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