Perverts 'R' Us

A Third Letter From Wendy

By Ellen ( g/g, m/gg, 1st, cons, dialogue )

This story, like the other episodes that precede or follow it, is pure fiction and does not relate to actual happenings, so far as I know. It is, of course, copyright and is not to be copied or quoted from without the written consent of the publishers, 'Perverts-r-us.' If you have comments or feedback of any kind, please address them to me, care of Perverts -r-us who will forward them to me. Now read on - and enjoy.

Hello again, my friends.

Did you enjoy my last letter? I hope you did. For those of you who didn't, I suggest you go back to the beginning and start afresh, so you will be better able to follow my story as it unfolds.

In this letter I am going to pick up my story from the point where, on that fateful Saturday morning, Jack walked into my best friend's living room and what happened that afternoon which changed my life around completely.

I was sitting on the couch when Jack entered the room. I remember looking at the clock on the mantelshelf. It was exactly 5 minutes past 12 - a time I shall always remember for what followed.

Jack is a real hunk. He's almost 18 and measures a little over six foot tall with a muscular frame that doesn't have an ounce of fat anywhere. He is one of the leading stars of the local football team (soccer that is) and he keeps himself fit by regular workouts at the gym. In his final year at school he's the sort of guy most teenage girls would drool over and I am sure he could have his pick of any of the girls in school - or out of it for that matter. Yet he has been faithful to Kimmie now for over two years and although she is a good two years younger than him most of their friends regard them as virtually an engaged couple.

He came into the room, Kimmie following him but pausing at the door to watch our first encounter. Walking over to where I was sitting, rather nervously I admit, on the edge of the couch he looked down at me. "Hi there beautiful," he said, smiling at me. "You look good enough to eat."

I gulped. I didn't really know what to say. I suppose I stammered out something like a "Thank you," but Kimmie, recognizing my hesitation, jumped in. "You will have to be patient and gentle with her, Jack," she said, coming up to him and laying a loving hand on his shoulder. "Wendy is really quite shy. She's still not over that nasty business with Arthur, so let's take things quietly and slowly for a while." Jack turned and kissed her. "I realize that from what you've told me already," he said, slipping his hand round her waist and squeezing her to him for a moment.

Then, turning to me he sort of became more 'businesslike.' "Now let's just make a couple of things clear," he said. First of all, we all three know why you are here. Kim tells me you are still a virgin and the whole object of this afternoon is to help you to decide whether you go home still a virgin, or not. The second, and really important thing is that you are comfortable with whatever happens. At any time, if you feel uncomfortable - and by that I mean you don't want to take things any further - you must say so and we will put matters right very quickly. If you feel you want to go home early, that's fine. You are not being forced into staying, or in doing anything you don't really want to happen. Is that clear?"

I nodded dumbly. At least things were coming out into the open and I began to realize that Kimmie must have spent quite some time telling Jack about me and how I had reacted to Arthur's deception. "That's good," he said. "Kim's told me about the way in which that little shit Arthur treated you and I've done my best to sort him out for you. I think Kim has told you what he's been saying about you and I have him under notice that if I hear a whisper about him boasting about what he did to you, or bad-mouthing you, then he can expect to get something rather unpleasant happening to him."

This time I managed to say a proper 'Thank you" but Jack brushed my thanks aside. "No need to thank me," he said. "You're a good friend of Kim's and any good friend of hers is a good friend to me too." "It's a sort of all for one and one for all," Kimmie said. We look after each other and our friends, don't we Jack?" "We sure do," the Adonis replied.

He sat down next to me on the couch and I thought to myself "Well, Wendy, here we go." But we didn't. At least not immediately. Instead Jack spent the next half an hour chatting about this and that - things that were really inconsequential and deliberately staying away from the sex side of things. Kimmie had thoughtfully supplied a selection of finger food and a few bottles of ice-cold coke and Jack wolfed into the delicacies with considerable enthusiasm. Kimmie is quite a good cook and she loves making tasty sort of pastries and sandwiches. "Got to keep Jack's strength up," she said, laughing as he took the last ham and salad roll. "The poor boy is starving - He's come straight from the football exhibition match and I know he's not had anything to eat since his last meal." We all laughed at that and as Kimmie whisked the empty plates and glasses away she left Jack and I together in the lounge.

Jack shifted round on the couch so he was facing me. "You really look terrific," he said. I've seen you around school with Kim, but never so close. You really are not just pretty and cute, but you look beautiful." I thanked him again, but I could feel my face turning a delicate shade of deep pink as I blushed. I was not used to having such compliments paid to me. "Now," he said, taking hold of my hand and giving it a friendly squeeze. "Let's get down to business You know that for most of this afternoon you are going to be naked, and I know that, apart from that business with Arthur you haven't been naked in front of a guy before. Right?" I nodded. "And how do you feel about that?' he asked. "I don't really know," I replied. "I think I'm going to be OK with it, but I'm not sure."

"That's quite understandable. Now I can give you something that will make things easier for you, if you wish." "What sort of thing" I asked, suddenly feeling wary. "I have some little tablets that will make your inhibitions fade away, but I would prefer you not to take one. It's much better for both of us if you don't need it." I gave a little shudder, for Mom had already warned me of the dangers of taking any sort of drug and I had promised her I never would, willingly, take anything like that. I explained that to Jack and he accepted it without demur. "That's fine. We will never mention it again," he said.

Just then Kimmie came back into the room. "You two getting on nicely?" she asked "We're doing fine," Jack said. "In that case I'm going to leave you two to get to know each other a lot better. I'll be in my room so call me if you want me." With that, and a farewell smile she left, closing the door behind her and leaving me alone with Jack.

He moved closer to me, slipping his arm round my shoulder and drawing me into a hug. Then he bent forward and kissed me. He kissed me full on the lips and I found myself responding automatically. When I felt the tip of his tongue feeling its way into my mouth I didn't resist at all. In fact, after a moment I found my own tongue starting a sort of duel with his as our embrace became closer. That was the moment I felt his right hand slowly, but very gently, reach across to stroke my breasts through my thin cotton tee-shirt.

With the gel that Kimmie had put on my nipples they responded immediately to Jack's caress and within seconds they were hard and erect. "Mmmmmmmmmmm" he said, switching his kiss to the base of my neck. "There are a couple of nice little things in here that are standing up for themselves, aren't they?" And he gave each of my nipples a gentle tweak, sending what felt like an electric shock coursing through my chest.

Some little voice at the back of my mind whispered something to the effect that I really shouldn't be letting this sort of thing happen to me but an even more persistent voice over ruled it. I lay back against the back of the couch and didn't resist as Jack eased my tee shirt out of the top of my jeans then slid his hand up under it to reach my breasts more directly. I was wearing one of my favorite bras, (actually very much like the one that I have on now, a plain white cotton one with very nice lace edging to the top of each cup.) My tits were then still little more than 'puffy nipples' but my bra (a size 28B) was very slightly padded so they would show up more curvaceously.

Jack smiled as he realized I was wearing a padded bra. "I don't think you need to bother with a padded bra any more," he said, reaching for the clip that held my bra fastened at the front. "Even if your tits are still quite small, they are wonderfully firm and I'm sure that in time you will have a perfect pair." He released the clip then, easing me forward on the couch, he took hold of my tee-shirt and drew it up over my head in one swift movement. My bra followed suit and in less than a minute I was naked to the waist.

Jack paused for a moment or two, looking at my budding breasts before he reached out and started to play with my hardened nipples. I can't really describe the sensations his ministrations were creating for me, but all I do know is that I was tingling all over. The cream Kimmie had anointed me with was working and the touch of Jack's fingers on my nipples was almost like being touched with a red hot something or other. One thing I do know. I didn't want him to stop.

He didn't stop, but he did change his tactics. He drew me down so I was lying on my back across his knees. Bending forward he started to lick my nipples, gradually drawing them into his mouth so he was actually sucking them. If this was what it felt like to have a baby suckling from me, then I knew that was what I wanted to have - but again that little voice warned me - "Not yet, Wendy. Not yet." I agreed. It wasn't time for babies yet. After all I was only just turned12 and had my whole life ahead of me. Babies would come - but later. Much later I hoped. When I was older. When I was like-15??

At the same time that he was sucking my tits Jack's hand strayed down to the zipper of my jeans and started to slide it open. I had to ease my position a little so that he could open the zip fully but he soon had my jeans wide open and the clasp holding the waistband undone. He slid his hand down inside my jeans, reaching down to where my pussy was hiding inside my white cotton mini-briefs. I felt his fingers seeking out my slit, then beginning to stroke it for me.

Arthur had touched me down there, but this was very different to his mauling. Jack was being so gentle yet somehow so masterful that I knew I could not refuse him. "I think it's time we got rid of these jeans, don't you?" he asked, smiling down at me. I didn't reply. There was nothing I could say. He got me to stand up and as I did so my jeans started to slip down over my hips. It only needed a gentle pull and they were over my butt and sliding down to my ankles. Reaching down Jack slipped my white sandals off, then, as I lifted first one leg and then the other, he eased my jeans right off, leaving me standing there in front of him, naked except for my brief white cotton school panties.

He reached out and touched my pussy through the soft white cotton of my now damp panties. "Good," he said, rubbing my slit a little more firmly. "Your cunt is already wet and we've only just got started." He'd called it a cunt. It wasn't a pussy any more. I felt I was beginning to grow up. From our Health Education class and from hearing other girls talk I knew this dampness was a sign that my body was beginning to ready itself to receive Jack's cock. This wetness was merely a lubricant to make it easier for his cock to penetrate my vagina - and I knew that this would happen very soon and certainly before the end of that wonderfully exciting afternoon.

He stood up and I could see that he had got quite a sizeable erection poking up underneath his shorts. He saw me looking and grinned. "Looks like Percy is getting ready for work too," he said, reaching down to touch his tented shorts. "I think it's time we found a more comfortable spot than this couch though," he said. "We'll go up to Kim's bedroom where you will be able to relax more easily?" "But won't she mind?" I asked. "Of course she won't. She's already waiting there for us - that's if you would like her to be there for you. Of course if you want there just to be the two of us that's OK too." I felt vastly relieved to know that Kimmie was going to be there at the crucial moment to hold my hand. "I'd like that," I said.

Jack took my hand and drawing me close so my breasts were pressing against his muscular chest he kissed me again, full on the lips, his hands dropping down to my waist, and then lower still as he caressed my panty-clad butt. I felt myself responding to his caresses, even to the extent of pushing my hips forward so I could feel his erection pressing against my lower belly. "Come on then," he said, leading me towards the place where I was going to face the most momentous decision of my young life. I really did feel a bit like the virgin priestess being led to the sacrificial altar - which, I suppose I was, in a way.

Kimmie heard us coming up the stairs and was waiting for us as we reached her door. I was surprised to see that she had changed. Gone were the short skirt and halter top that she'd worn for our shopping expedition and instead her slender body was covered from neck to ankle by a long, floor-length garment in the most delicate shade of pale blue. I said 'covered' -but although the garment did 'cover' her, it revealed far more than it covered.

It was low cut in front, revealing most of her cleavage, but it was also slit from neck to hem on each side being held together by a single ribbon tie under each armpit. Every movement she made caused it to swing open revealing her naked body in all its glory. It was also made of the sheerest silky material that didn't conceal anything at all. Frankly it was the most glamorously sexy thing I had ever seen anywhere. She saw me looking and smiled. "You like my peignoir?" she asked, spinning slowly round so it floated away from her body to reveal the fact (which was already quite obvious really) that she was totally naked beneath it. "Jack bought it for me for my last birthday and I only wear it for very special occasions when he can enjoy seeing me in it in private." "Or out of it," Jack said with a grin. "And today is a very special occasion indeed for one young lady in particular," Kimmie added.

I felt almost embarrassed to be there wearing just my very ordinary white cotton panties while Kimmie was dressed so erotically but Jack quickly dispelled that feeling. Escorting me into Kimmie's bedroom he picked me up bodily and laid me on her bed. Feeling more than ever like the sacrificial virgin priestess, I lay there with the two of them looking down at me.

"Time for me to get you ready," Kimmie said and reaching for the tie of Jack's shorts she deftly undid it and drew them down to his feet. To my surprise - although I'm not sure quite what I expected, he was wearing a very close fitting pair of what looked suspiciously like racing bathers, Speedos. There was no fly opening and his semi erect cock was making strenuous efforts to force its way through the lycra. I remember thinking it must be difficult for him to get his cock out when he has to pee, but then, I suppose it would be no harder for him than it would be for me if I was wearing jeans or shorts.

Jack stood there while Kimmie removed his polo shirt revealing his well muscled torso. He looked fantastic and I could only marvel at the fact that I knew he had been completely faithful to Kimmie from the very beginning of their relationship. Any girl would have given her soul to have him in her bed I am sure. And, dear reader, I knew beyond any shadow of a doubt that I was going to finish that afternoon maybe not in his bed, but certainly on Kimmie's bed and with that indecently stiff cock of his, the dimensions of which so far were only hinted at, in my virgin pussy. Oh the heavenly lot of the virgin priestess sacrificed on the altar of Eros !!!

"Now it's show and tell time" Jack said and reaching down he took hold of the top of my cotton mini-briefs and slowly drew them down. I lifted by butt for him to slide my panties down and in no time they were being taken over my bare feet and for the second time I lay there, completely naked, with a comparative stranger looking down and taking in every detail of my pubescent body. Yet it was not embarrassing in the way that I felt with Arthur. He had only been interested in seeing and touching my pussy then wanking over my nude form whereas I knew from the look in his eyes, and the look that Jack gave to Kimmie that this was going to be very different - and very special.

To say that there was love in his look may be an exaggeration. Lust there certainly was, but it was controlled lust, not the uncontrolled lust that Arthur had displayed. I knew he was holding himself in check and I was grateful. This was not going to be a 'Slam, Bam, Thank you Ma'am" effort. Somehow, despite the nagging little voice telling me that I should back out while I still had the chance, (a voice that was now getting much fainter) I knew that there would be no turning back now.

"I think its time Wendy got to see what you have for her," Kimmie said, sliding her hands round Jack's waist from behind and reaching down to caress his still hidden penis. "Ate you ready for this, little lady?" he asked. I nodded, not really trusting myself to speak. Kimmie did the honors, carefully and very slowly easing Jack's undies down. As she did so his cock sprang into view and I saw something I had never seen before.

A fully extended, fully circumcised guy's cock with a bag of obviously fully loaded testicles hanging beneath it, and it was going to be mine for the taking. WOW.

Jack shucked off his undies and stood there looking down at me. He reached down to take hold of his cock and, handling it as carefully as a jeweler would handle the orb and the scepter, he offered it to me. "Do you think you can handle this?" he asked. I wasn't at all sure. It was big. In fact, after Arthur's rather ordinary four inches of erect flesh Jacks looked huge - at least seven inches from base to the tip of his shiny purple helmet

"I don't know," I whispered, unable to take my eyes off the monster.

"Don't you worry," Kimmie said. "I'm here and we'll help you. Just try to relax and leave it up to us. It will fit, I assure you, and without tearing you or hurting you - at least not very much. Just a little discomfort if you want it to go right in, but we can cope with that easily." "Yes. Just you lie quietly and let us do the work," Jack said. 'All you have to do is relax and let nature take its course."

I don't know whether I felt relieved, scared, excited, grateful or what but I couldn't take my eyes off Jack's weapon. If he was going to push that thing into my tender pussy it WAS going to hurt - and I don't like - or at least I didn't like then - being hurt. Yet I knew it was inevitable that sooner or later - and certainly sooner than I'd expected only a week or so before - I knew it was going to happen and within the next hour at least. Yes. I was scared, but at the same time excited by what was happening to me.

Jack and Kimmie moved to opposite sides of the bed and Kimmie got me to lie back with my head on her pillow. Very gently I felt two pairs of hands stroking my naked body. Just feather light touches, yet somehow sending those thrilling electric-like tingles racing through my body from everywhere they touched. They started with my feet, and slowly, infinitely slowly, worked up my legs keeping pace with each other. They reached up to my groin and my pussy wanted to have those fingers touching what had been up until then my most private parts. But they didn't.

Instead they started on my upper body. The same feather caresses on my face, Kimmie stroking my hair, Jack working his way down my neck and shoulders. They were teasing me, slowly working me into a state of being where my body was crying out inside for more. I began to respond to their touching, writhing on the bed trying to put my body under their hands, but they were too careful for me to succeed. "Just you lie still Wendy," Kimmie said, gently pressing me back down into the soft coverlet I was lying on.

This very gentle stimulation carried on for a few more moments then I realized that Jack was now working on my breasts. The gel that Kimmie had anointed me with was still working and as he very gently stroked, then rubbed my nipples they became rock hard. Glancing down I could see them standing up proudly like twin cherries on a cupcake.

Jack bent and kissed them, once more drawing them into his mouth and sucking them in turn. I could feel his teeth at the base of each nipple. "God, I hope he doesn't decide to bite them," I thought. Of course he didn't. Instead he swapped places with Kimmie, leaving it to her to continue stimulating my eager nipples while he, at last, started working on my pussy.

He began by gently moving my legs apart so my pussy was fully exposed. I felt his fingers stroking my pussy lips and tentatively pressing inwards. "Mmmmmmmm" he murmured. "You really are tight, aren't you?" I didn't reply. Instead I made some sort of moan or groan, not of pain but of anticipatory pleasure. It was happening to me - at last.

Again the gel which Kimmie had smeared on my pussy lips was working its magic and my whole body was flooded with tingle after tingle as Jack found and very gently rubbed my clitoris which was now like a little hard penis inside its protective hood. It was almost unbearable torture as Jack stood between my spread legs and, leaning over me, he began to lick my pussy.

The sensation of his warm, strong tongue stroking up and down my slit was fantastic. Even when Kimmie had fingered me in and after our shower and bath was nothing compared to that sensation. I knew that my pussy was on fire, and my internal fire brigade was getting into action to pour wetness on the flames. Somehow Jack managed to penetrate my pussy slit with his tongue, and I was suddenly conscious that I actually had a guy - or at least a part of a guy - actually inside my body.

I must have tightened up a little for Jack eased back a bit. Using his finger he took some of the juice that was flowing from my pussy and smelled it. He actually tasted it. "Now I know why guys often call their girlfriends 'Honey'" he said, smiling at me. "If only we could bottle this it would make a lot of guys very happy to have it on a sandwich." The idea of a guy eating a sandwich coated with my pussy juice was so ridiculous that both Kimmie and I burst out laughing.

As I laughed I must have relaxed my pussy muscles for I felt Jack slip his finger much deeper into my puss. I cried out aloud as I realized he had not just one finger, but two deep inside my vagina. Was this going to be what his cock would feel like I wondered? Of course it wasn't. It was near it, but not the same, as I fairly quickly found out.

By this time my body was crying out for the teasing to stop. My virgin priestess was ready to receive the sacrificial knife. Kimmie realized this. "I think she's ready," she said softly. "Are you?" Jack asked. I nodded. "Yes, I think so," I whispered back.

Jack climbed on the bed, kneeling between my legs his monstrous cock only inches away from my slit. Slowly and deliberately he lowered himself over me until I felt the end of his cock touching my outer lips. "Are you sure?" he whispered. I indicated that I was sure. (I can't remember how I did, but he tells me there was no doubt in his mind as to what I wanted. I wanted that cock inside my pussy. Yet again he drew back.

"There's one thing we've not asked you yet," he said. "You are only 12 and Kim tells me you haven't started menstruating yet. Is that true?" I agreed that it was. "So if I cum inside you, you would not be likely to start a baby then," he said. I shook my head. "No."

"Do you want me to wear a condom just to be on the safe side?' Again I shook my head. I didn't want anything to come between me and that magnificent sacrificial knife. "OK then. Just wanted to be sure."

Once more he lowered himself over me, the head of his cock being directly over the entrance to my vagina. Kimmie held my hand and squeezed it. "Just relax as much as you can," she said. Relax, with that huge hard cock about to enter my tight and tender pussy? She must have been joking! I did my best though and suddenly I felt Jack move forward and downwards and finally his cock slid easily into my wet and welcoming cunt.

Yes, I found myself calling it my cunt. After all, that's what it is, isn't it? I felt jack pressing forwards and looking in the mirror that Kimmie held over us I could see that at least half of his cock was buried in my vagina. For a moment or two he stayed there quietly, letting me get used to the feel of his cock inside me. Then he began a slow, rhythmic pumping sort of motion going in a little deeper each stroke until he suddenly stopped.

"This is the moment of truth for you," he said. "I am right up against your hymen. The question is, do you want me to go through it? Remember this can only happen once in your life. If I do you will no longer be just a girl, you will have become a young woman. If you don't want me to, then now is the time to say so." I had no doubt as to what I wanted. That quiet little nagging voice had finally fallen silent. "Well?" Jack asked, drawing his cock almost completely out of me. I couldn't help myself. "Fuck me Jack," I cried out loud. "Make me a woman now and stop messing about."

Kimmie gave a happy cry and clapped her hands while Jack drew even further out so only the head of his battering ram rested in position for the final stroke that would shatter my last defenses. "This will hurt," he said. "And you may bleed a little, but it will not last. It's just a curtain of skin that I have to break through but once I'm through you won't hurt much at all, especially next time you get fucked."

"That's right," Kimmie said. She got hold of my hands and held them. "Squeeze my hands. It will help."

Then it happened. I felt Jack begin to move forward once more until he reached the point he'd got to before. Then, drawing back almost all the way out he suddenly thrust forwards. I felt a strong pushing motion deep inside my vagina as his cock pressed against my hymen. The there was a tearing sensation - a flash of burning pain as it ruptured - and he was through. It hurt - but it was a welcome hurt somehow.

I felt his cock slide even deeper into my pussy and as Kimmie held the mirror again for me, I could see that his cock was now buried right up to the hilt inside me. At last, I was a woman.

For the details of the rest of that fateful afternoon I'm afraid you, dear reader, will have to wait until my next letter. It is late now and I must get to bed.

Goodnight to you all,

Love, hugs and kisses

Wendy

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