Perverts 'R' Us

A Letter from Wendy - Chapter 5

By Ellen ( M/f )

Readers will recall the four letters written by Wendy and previously posted on this site, in which she describes the events leading up to her losing her virginity and discovering some of the joys of sex. This letter continues her story. As with her previous letters it is pure fiction and the characters portrayed in it are figments of the author's imagination. It is also protected by copyright and is not to be reproduced in any other form than that in which it appears here. If you have any comments about this or my other stories, please do not hesitate to e-mail me at ellen.rashley832@hotmail.com. I would love to hear from you.

Dear Readers,

It's quite a few weeks since I last wrote to you, but everybody needs a holiday sometime and I took the opportunity to have a few weeks away from the computer. Now I am back and ready to take my story a stage further. I hope you will enjoy it as much as the earlier ones. Read on and enjoy.

Several weeks after the events I described in my last letter, Kimmie and I were watching a soccer match between our school and Clark County School. It's a much bigger school than Martin's and so has more talent to draw on when choosing their sporting teams and their soccer team was one of their best. It was well into the second half of the game and Clark were leading by one goal - which was something of a tribute to our team faced with such quality opposition.

It was a cool spring morning and Kimmie and I were both wrapped up warmly against the rather chilly breeze sweeping across the playing field. I was wearing my sheepskin jacket over a sweater and a shirt with my second best pair of jeans with long socks underneath keeping my legs warm. I was also wearing my newest purchase - a pair of Ugg boots made of sheepskin and they kept my feet beautifully warm. Kimmie was wearing much the same except she had a full length coat on instead of a short jacket like mine.

There was only a short time to go before the final whistle and Martins were defending doggedly against Clark's onslaught. Then it happened. The ball came loose following a mistimed kick by a Clark defender and Jack seized on it and raced up the field towards the Clark goal. Alongside him ran another of the stars of our team, Leon. He was the same age as Jack and just as talented. Jack drew a defender towards him then, at the last moment passed the ball to Leon who was able to avoid a sliding tackle from the opposing full back and then take a shot from well outside the penalty area. His shot was both accurate and powerful and the Clark goalkeeper was caught off balance, the ball finishing up in the back of the net. The score was one all and a few moments later the referee blew full time.

Celebrations were in order and, after the boys had showered and changed, we - Kimmie Jack and myself - went down to the local KFC restaurant for a celebratory lunch. Just as we were about to leave Jack suggested that perhaps Leon might like to join us. Kimmie agreed and he went off to find him. "You don't mind, do you?" she asked. "No. Of course I don't," I replied. "That's good," Kimmie replied. "Four will be better company than just the three of us and its time you started to spread your wings a bit." I wondered just what she had in mind but before I could ask her Jack was back with Leon.

Leon was what is usually described as being of an athletic build and having seen him in his playing kit I had been quite impressed by his physique. Not only that, but he was a guy who, according to Jack, could charm the panties off any female he chose. One thing I should mention here is that Leon was black with short, black curly hair and a smile that showed a set of perfect teeth when he chose to show it.

Jack unlocked his car and naturally Kimmie got into the passenger seat next to him, leaving Leon and myself to occupy the back seat. It was only a short ride before we got to the restaurant where Jack and Leon insisted in sharing the cost of the meal between them. I'd been well aware that Leon had been taking a good look at me and throughout the meal he seemed to be devoting most of his attention my way. I began to wonder just what Kimmie had meant when she mentioned a foursome. Was Leon going to be invited to become the fourth member of our Saturday afternoon sex sessions?

The meal ended and we all piled back in Jack's car for the journey to Kimmie's place. Leon chatted quite naturally with me about this and that - don't ask me what, I can't remember for my mind was racing ahead to what could happen later that afternoon if Leon stayed with us. I knew he had a reputation as being something of a Lothario and I'd heard rumors that his sexual prowess was truly remarkable. I'd also heard that his cock was longer and stronger than any of the other boys in our upper school - and this had been vouched for by a couple of girls in the year ahead of me who had enjoyed sharing his bed albeit only for one night stands.

We duly arrived at Kimmie's place. As always on Saturday afternoons her parents were elsewhere and we had the place to ourselves. Hanging our coats in the hall we went through to the lounge room. The boys made themselves comfortable on the big sofa while Kimmie and I went through to the kitchen to get drinks for all of us. There were beers for the boys and Kimmie and I had glasses of orange juice each. We took the drinks through and for a few minutes there was a rather awkward atmosphere. I knew that Jack, Kimmie and I were fully expecting another of our sexy Saturday afternoon sessions which would inevitably end with us all stark naked and result in both Kimmie and I having been soundly fucked.

But there was Leon to take into consideration. I guess Jack had filled him in on what usually happened and I knew that he was at least interested in me. While we were in the restaurant I'd felt his foot gently stroking my legs under the table and from the way in which he was looking at my sweater now I had taken my coat off I knew he was imagining what I would look like without my clothes on. I felt excited by his attention but little did I know how that afternoon would change my life.

After a few minutes of desultory conversation Jack turned to Kimmie. "I hear you and Wendy went shopping yesterday. Did you buy anything interesting?" "Nothing much really," Kimmie replied. "Just a few clothes that's all." I would hardly describe our purchases as 'Just a few clothes.' We had bought a couple of matching outfits, white for me and black for Kimmie, and which were skillfully designed to add more than a little spice to our Saturday afternoons. Mine had cost me most of my clothing allowance for that month although Kimmie had chipped in to help. "How about modeling them for us?" Jack asked, and Kimmie jumped at the idea. "Come on Wendy," she said and we went up to her bedroom to don our new finery.

As I said, the outfits were a matching pair and consisted of a silk halter top which tied behind my neck and again at the waist leaving it backless. It also had a deep plunging neckline that showed most of what cleavage I had at that time. Not only that, the silk was very finely woven so that it was almost transparent and left very little to anyone's imagination. The skirt was also of a silky material and was one of the shortest skirts I have ever worn, coming no lower than four inches below my crotch.

There was a bra and panties set to go with these two garments but again the underwear showed more than it concealed. The panties were only a very much abbreviated G-string panty and the bra the skimpiest possible, barely containing my developing breasts. Both panties and bra were made of attractive open weave lace that again was so finely woven that it was transparent. On my feet I had these incredibly beautiful high heeled shoes in white satin.

Kimmie's outfit was very similar except that mine was in what Kimmie described as "virginal white" whereas hers was in a delicate shade of dark black that looked absolutely fantastic on her lightly tanned body. The only problem was that with the top being virtually backless the bra straps showed, rather spoiling the effect. Kimmie looked at me critically as I stood in front of her big mirror. "What do you say to leaving the bra off?" she asked. I knew that if I did go bra-less then my breasts would be clearly outlined, if not clearly visible through the silk top. "I will if you will," I said, and suiting the action to the words Kimmie slipped her bra off and I followed suit. The effect was sensational for as I suspected not only did my breasts show through the thin material but my nipples stood out proudly, just about fully erect as a result of the soft touch of their silky cocoons.

While we were changing Kimmie turned to me. "I'd better let you into a secret," she said. I looked at her wondering what she was about to tell me. "And what might that be?" I asked. "I think you know at least part of it already," she said, smiling at me. "It concerns Leon." I felt a shiver of excitement. "Go on," I said. "Well, I think you already know that he's interested in you, don't you?" I agreed that I had had an inking that that was true. "He was playing footsie with me under the table at the restaurant." "I know he was," Kimmie replied, giving me another smile. "And he'd like to do more than just play footsie," she said.

I asked how she knew that and she told me that Jack had shared some of the details of my seduction and our subsequent sexual adventures with Leon. "You know how boys like to brag about their 'conquests' she said. "Although I'm sure your secret is safe with Leon." I was surprised by what she told me as I had always seen Jack as a trustworthy guy with whom the details of our Saturday afternoon adventures would be perfectly safe. But now I learned that Leon knew of them too. But how much did he know?

"I'll kill him," I said, and for a moment or two that was true. If I had had a suitable weapon I probably would have done - but a vat of boiling oil was not readily available. "Now don't get upset," Kimmie said. "Leon is a really good guy and in any case it's time you started to spread your wings a bit." "You mean you think of Leon as a suitable partner for me, like Jack is with you?" Kimmie nodded. 'Its time you started looking at other guys - and Leon is one of the best. He'll be ideal for you." I wondered how Kimmie knew that, but I didn't ask. After all, Leon was something of a catch, and especially for a young girl 5 years his junior.

"Do you think he really fancies me?" I asked. "I'm sure he does," Kimmie replied. "Anyway he's waiting for you downstairs so I'd suggest you play it nice and cool and let him make the first moves." My heart was beating a little faster than usual as I thought about what might happen once we went downstairs. My outfit, as I have said, left very little to the imagination, especially the top with no bra beneath it. I knew that the effect it would have on the boys would certainly be striking. "Come on. Let's finish off up here." Sitting me down at her dressing table she started brushing my hair and putting it into my usual pony tail. "We must have you looking your best for him now, mustn't we?"

I felt a bit like one of the Vestal Virgins from mythology - being groomed and made ready for the ultimate sacrifice, but at the same time I had that sense of excitement that made at least part of me look forward to what was surely to come.

After spending a little time fixing our hair and applying the minimum of makeup we were ready to "rejoin the gentlemen" as Kimmie put it. When we entered the lounge room both Jack and Leon, who had been watching a porno movie, gave the loudest wolf whistles I'd ever heard. "Wow,' Jack said. "So much for your 'Just a few clothes.' You look absolutely fabulous, both of you." Leon sat there open mouthed, taking in the delights that were being paraded before him. "Jack said you were both really sexy girls, but I didn't expect you to be all glammed up like you are." Kimmie laughed. "You like what you can see then?" she asked, pirouetting in front of Jack so that her skirt flared out to reveal her skimpy panties. "Come here and I'll show you how much I like it," he said, and reaching out he caught Kimmie's arm and dragged her down onto the couch beside him.

They went into a passionate embrace and as they kissed Jack's hand was exploring every inch of Kimmie's nubile body through the flimsy garments covering it. Leon sat there watching and I could see that he had quite a sizeable erection already. Kimmie came up for a gasp of air, grinning all over her face. "You're not being shy are you Leon?" she asked. "I'm sure Wendy would like a kiss or two." I don't know what Leon replied - I think he was still a little stunned by having two young girls dressed as we were and perhaps was afraid of rushing his fences. "I tell you what," Kimmie said. "Jack and I will go up to my room for an hour and leave you here with Wendy so that you can get to know each other much better." Jack agreed this was a bright idea and picking Kimmie up bodily he carried her out of the lounge and up the stairs leaving Leon and I alone together.

For a moment there was what the novelists call a pregnant pause. I think Leon was afraid to make the wrong move and for my part I wasn't sure what to do. It only lasted for a few seconds though before Leon patted the couch beside him and indicated for me to sit there. I did so. The couch was only designed for two people and as I leaned back Leon slipped his arm round my shoulders and drew me closer to him. I could smell the musky smell of his aftershave and feel the heat of his body through his thin shirt. My heart was pounding away like the proverbial trip hammer and I knew that I was committed to whatever he had in mind to do with me. I would not resist.

The porno movie was still running and for a moment or two we sat there watching it. As it reached its climax Leon drew me even closer and his hand crept round my body to cup my right breast. I felt his thumb caressing my erect nipple and again I felt those electric like shivers running down my spine as a result of his touch. He bent down and kissed me gently, full on the mouth. I couldn't help myself and I returned his kiss in full measure. That gave him the green light to go further and his hand slipped inside my halter top to fondle my breasts themselves.

I moved a little slightly away from him to allow him more freedom of movement and he took full advantage. He had me sit upright, facing him, and as I did so he reached out with both hands and slipped them inside my top fondling both my breasts at the same time. My cunny was already ultra-sensitive and when he reached behind my neck to untie my halter top I knew that it was leaking some juices. I hoped my panties would absorb the leakage but I had doubts as to their ability to do this. Leon drew my top down and then, untying it at the waist, drew it off and dropped it on the floor next to the couch, uncovering my breasts and leaving me naked down to my waist. He drew back a little and looked at me, taking in every detail of my young body.

"You are truly beautiful," he said, and I noticed his voice was thick with suppressed excitement. I also knew that before many more minutes had passed, I would be totally naked for him. He had me stand up in front of him. This time there was no hesitation. His hands were sliding up my legs, up my thighs, until he was caressing my skimpy lace panties. His fingers slipped under the elastic to find my slit and I heard him grunt approval when he found how well lubricated it was. He found my clitoris and began to tease it sending even more of those delicious electric shocks coursing through my young body.

He sensed my building excitement. "You like this, don't you?" he asked. I nodded. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked. I knew that even if I said 'yes' he wouldn't stop, nor would I want him to. Jack had been a wonderful lover and had gently eased me into womanhood, but he was my best friend's lover and I was always conscious of that. I did not want Kimmie to be jealous of me or for me to come between her and Jack. Leon was different. He was nobody's lover - that I knew of - and so there was not that sort of barrier between us. He may only have been 17 - 5 years older than me - but he was a man and from the way I was feeling, I was his woman and at his disposal no matter what he wished to do to or with me. I was just hoping he would not be too rough.

Leon spent the next few minutes caressing my semi-naked body. I was afraid that my breasts would not be full enough to please him, but he was quite happy to fondle them. My nipples were already hard and erect but when he bent forward and took them in his mouth and began to suck them, they grew even harder. I couldn't help but give off something between a purr and a groan as the touch of his tongue flicking across my now ultra-sensitive nipples sent even more violent surges of ecstatic shock up and down my spine.

Suddenly he stopped and sat back. "Stand up and face me," he commanded, and meekly I obeyed. He reached out and drew me closer so that I was standing between his opened legs. "That's good," he said. "Now show me your panties." I reached down to draw the hem of my skirt up to my waist, revealing my skimpy g-string panties. I saw a look of disapproval flit across his face as he reached out and ran his hand over my pubic mound, his fingers rubbing not too gently along my slit. "Mmmmm Nice," he said. "But I don't like thong panties on girls your age. Take them off and show me your cunt." I did as he ordered, hooking my fingers in the waist elastic of my panties and easing them down over my hips. I bent forward as I slid my panties down my thighs, then let them fall to my ankles before I stepped out of them.

Leon lifted my skirt again with his left hand and ran his other hand over my carefully shaven pubic mound. His fingers entered my slit and his thumb found my clitoris, already as hard as my nipples were. He realized I was wet down there and withdrawing his finger he licked my cunt juices off it. "Well, Jack sure has done a good job breaking you in and loosening you up," he said, obviously relishing the taste of my juices. "And you like having your pussy stroked too, don't you?" I agreed that I did, my voice thick and husky in my throat. He smiled at me. "And you like it when Jack puts his cock up there too, don't you?" Again I nodded, knowing that it could not be long before Leon's cock would be entering my young body.

He fingered my cunny for a while then ordered me to kneel down between his legs. I did as he commanded. "Have you ever seen a black cock?" he asked. I shook my head. The only cock I had ever seen was either Jack's or Arthur's and they were both white guys. "You know us backs have bigger cocks than white guys, don't you?" I told him that I had heard that but had never been able to verify it. "Well, now's your chance to see for yourself." He reached down and pulled his polo shirt out of his shorts and up over his head. As I expected, he had a well built torso and the beginnings of a light thatch of black curly hair on his chest. "Take it out and tell me what you think of it," he said, taking my hand and placing it on the front of his shorts.

Nervously I unzipped his shorts. He had a tightly fitting pair of black briefs on and I had a bit of a struggle to get his cock out of them as it was so big and hard. He was very little help, just lying back on the couch while I struggled to release his erect member. I managed it eventually, but in the process I managed to pull his shorts and his briefs down below his knees, releasing his cock from any constriction so that it stood up proudly and arrogantly proclaiming his manhood. Frankly I was rather shocked when I saw just how big it was. Jack's cock is no miniature version, being a good 7 inches long when fully loaded. Leon's was considerably bigger and his ball sac was equally impressive. (I found out later that his cock measured a good 9 inches from the base to the tip and that was when it was 'somnolent.') He grinned when he saw the surprised look on my face. "Well?" he asked. "What do you think of Percy?" "He's big," I replied, wrapping my hand round his swollen penis. "Bigger than Jack's." He laughed. "I'm sure you will come across other guys who have far bigger cocks than mine," he said. "Now show me what you can do with him."

I was at a bit of a loss what to do with Leon's cock, but he didn't rush me. I started to stroke it for him in the same way that Kimmie had sown me how to stroke Jack's. Leon leaned forward and put one hand on the back of my head, urging me forwards. "Suck him for me," he said. I only hesitated for a few nanoseconds before I opened my mouth to receive Leon's monster. He guided it into my open mouth and I felt his hand on my head forcing me forwards to take more of his cock into my mouth. I gagged when he first entered my throat, but he kept up the pressure until his cock was past the 'gag point' and I was deep throating him as I had learned to do for Jack.

Leon leaned forwards as I continued sucking his cock, reaching for my breasts which were hanging forwards. He seized my nipples and began to tease them again, but this time more fiercely, squeezing them and then pulling them forwards until they really hurt. I wanted to cry out with the pain, but with his cock deep in my throat all I could produce was a sound somewhere between a gargle and a moan. I sensed his growing excitement and felt him tensing up so I knew it would not be long before he came. I knew I would have to swallow his cum and I found myself wondering whether it would taste the same as Jack's. I would have to wait to find out though for just at that moment Jack and Kimmie returned. My hour was up, although I hadn't been aware of the speed with which time had been passing.

Kimmie was wearing her sheer nylon peignoir and Jack had only his satin boxer shorts on and it was very obvious that they had spent the last hour making deep, passionate lust. "Now that's good to see," Jack said. "I see you two have been getting to know each other a little more intimately." Leon - completely unfazed by the interruption - released me but made no attempt to cover himself up. He was, in any case somewhat hampered by having his brief and shorts down around his ankles. I stood up, my skirt falling back into place to cover my cunny but my breasts were still fully visible, and I made no attempt to cover them up. There wasn't much point in trying, as both Kimmie and Jack had seen them many times over the past few weeks.

Jack came into the room and sat on the other couch, watching the two of us while Kimmie went through to the kitchen in search of more drinks and something to nibble. I followed her, leaving Jack and Leon to compare notes on me and what had transpired between Leon and myself. Kimmie grinned at me as I got the ice cubes out of the fridge. "Well, what do you think of him?" she asked. I felt myself blushing. 'He's OK," I said, not quite sure how to respond to that sort of question. "Only OK?" she asked. I felt my face break into a sort of contorted smile. "Well, OK so far," I said. "Remember I've only been with him for an hour." 'Well you seemed to be getting on very well when we came in," she said. "Which is what Jack and I hoped for,"

We took the drinks in to the boys and settled down, Leon and I on one couch with Kimmie and Jack on the other. "I told you she was a hottie," Jack said. "She's certainly got the makings of one," Leon said, and reaching round me he drew me down so my head was in his lap. One hand resumed its fondling of my tits while the other hand drew my skirt up to uncover my naked pubis. "Want to taste her?" he asked, and Jack didn't hesitate. Kneeling down in front of me he opened my legs wide and buried his head in my groin, his busy tongue seeking my most tender and sensitive spots.

The rest of the afternoon passed is now a blur of memories, but I know that I was comprehensively fucked by both guys, and that Kimmie also got to use her favorite strap on dildo on me. She was also fucked by both guys and at one stage I have vague memories that I was sucking her tits while Leon had his cock up her cunt with, at the same time, Jack was entering her arse. A constant supply of drinks helped to loosen any lingering inhibitions we may have had and one episode seemed to flow naturally into another, each more extreme than the one before.

By the end of the afternoon we were all four exhausted and I know that I, for one was sore and aching in just about every conceivable place. But I can tell you this, dear readers, that was only the beginning. What followed after, and as a result of, that afternoon will have to wait until my next letter.

I hope you enjoyed reading this. In my next letter I will tell you how I came to meet Leon's Uncle George - and what that meeting led me into. It will make for exciting reading I promise you.

Until next time,

Cheers

Wendy.