Perverts 'R' Us

My Dear Diary - Chapter 12 - Saturday Night Fevers

By purpuss ( g+-bi/b+, M+, 1st, pedo, anal, cons )

Submitted by: Kamkat

Even Later Thursday night

"What kinda nic is ISLANDPRINCESS?" Mikee wanted to know.

"Funny thing about that…" Jess began, while logging out of our chatroom. "Amy an' I used to wonder about that too. But she has this cool trademark-the way her movies start when the title comes on, y'know? Anyway, they all start the same: You see a close-up shot of these pretty little girl's lips wearing hot-pink lipstick. And they smile at you in the shot, then a cute little pink tongue pokes out and you see this piece of chocolate held by little fingers move up to the tongue.

She takes a little lick, then opens her mouth and you see two rows of bright white teeth-they hafta be baby teeth, cause one of the front ones are missin'-and they move up to the chocolate and take a little nip out of it. Then you follow the chocolate in slow motion over to another pair of cute little girl's lips, but these are wearing pale purple lipstick. These lips are giggling, but they open and you see another two rows of baby teeth-only THIS time, the OTHER front tooth is missin'-and the little tongue sticks out and takes a lick before the teeth take a second little nip out of it too.

But then you follow the chocolate again, still held by these little fingers, and they come up to these big beautiful full lips-wearing a fire-engine red shade of lipstick. And the lips open slowly so a big tongue reaches out and sloooooly licks the rest of the chocolate. The mouth opens wider, shows big white teeth this time, and that mouth eats the whole bite and forms into big kiss! Then you see the title: "Island Princess Productions," followed by the name of the movie. It wasn't until several months later when Aunt Sara passed around this box of chocolates to us to try, when Amy noticed the name on the box: "Island Princess." Seems like they're made in Hawaii somewheres. So we figured maybe this lady who calls herself IslandPrincess maybe lives in Hawaii with her two little girls and they just make these really cool movies for a living. Man! I'd sure like to go meet THOSE two girls-AND their momma too!"

"Do you have any of their movies?" Lauri asked Jess.

"Oh-yeah! How many do we have now Amy? Five or six?"

"Um-hum." I nodded after running my teeth through the creamy stuff on the yummy side of an Oreo. "Jess has lots of others too, but it was after he showed me one of hers one night when he decided right then and there to buy a video camera and start doing some of our own."

"You guys made four others, right?" Lauri asked me. "Besides the one we saw last night…"

"Yeah-well, six if you count the new one we made last night with you as the star." That made her blush and beam so those freckles popped out on her cute little nose!

"But we're still practicing. We're getting better and better all the time. Our first movies were what ya call, 'shorts'-small ones that run under five to ten minutes. Now we're getting better by making them like this last one that runs at least a half an hour. We still have to come up with a catchy production name and a trailer to start them off with like hers, y'know Amy?"

"What about some of your other movies? Can we see more of those before we head over to my house Jess?" Mikee asked him.

"Oh! Pleeeeze-please, please!" Lauri begged him while her hand flew up his shorts. Well, Jess can NEVER refuse when you ask him nicely like that! :-)

"Yeah, okay-sure." He answered her with a bashful grin. I could tell he was really rather pleased with himself that we all liked his movies so much. "But while I'm getting that ready, Amy go over to my camera kit and bring me the shopping bag inside. I've got a little surprise for you there - that I may as well let you have now."

"For ME?" I shrieked in surprise. "What is it? What IS IT?" I begged.

"Ha! It wouldn't be much of a surprise if I TOLD you, now WOULD it?"

So while he found the movies he got ready to show us, I went looking for a wrapped present in his camera bag. Of course, Lauri was right there next to me. Her curiosity got the best of her too. "Found it!" I cried triumphantly, and carried the heavy bag back to my brother.

"Go on!" He smiled. "Open it-it's for you!"

With Lauri's help, we eagerly tore away the wrapping to discover the contents. From the picture on the box, I realized that Jess had bought me what I'd been asking him for months-a camera of my very own! It was a miniature version of Jess's big digital camera, but small enough to fit in my pocket. It's SO cool!

"Not just a camera, Puss, but a camera that makes movies as well." He corrected me.

"But it's so small!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, they're getting smaller and better all the time." He answered as he sat back at the head of the bed with the controller for running the PC. "I'll help you get it set up before I go over to Mikee's tonight, but from now on, you can start making your own pictures and vids we can upload."

"Oh, WOW! Thanks Jess!" I cried while giving my big brother a huge unsisterly-like hug and French kiss! I have the coolest brother like I've said all along!!! :-)

We all settled down so Jess could start the second movie we made-another "short," really, that we called, "Bike Seat."

Jess said he got the idea for this one by riding his bike behind me one day. Of course, it was one of those days I was wearing a little skirt and no underwear as usual. So the vid starts out with him showing me riding towards him on my hot pink racer with the streamers on the handlebars. Then, as I streak pass the camera, you get a quick view of my skirt billowing up around my tanned hips-my bare legs are just pumping away on those pedals as I wiz by-my blond pigtails trailing-and I flash him a big happy innocent-lookin' smile. Jess kept the camera going as he followed chase on his own bike. You can see me from the back as he quickly catches up. My little pleated skirt is flying out behind me, and when the wind catches it, you see my butt cheeks slipping left and right over the black leather saddle-seat as my legs work the petals.

He pulled up in back, tailgating right behind me, and zoomed in for a closeup. Since I was leaning over the handlebars to go faster, you could see a clear shot of my little pussy lips getting mashed over that seat! My puckered little butthole looked like a brown taillight 'cause it'd wink open and closed as I strained all my muscles to pedal so fast. These shots were a real tease. You'd only see something now and then as the wind whipped my skirt out around me-sometimes you'd see it, then the wind would hide everything with my white skirt once again. Jess kept this up for a good five minutes or so, until we rode into the park.

Once there, I wedged my front wheel into a bike rack so it wouldn't tip over. Jess could shoot the movie this way without the camera bouncing around as much too. This time he showed me smiling back over my shoulder at the camera, and then he got down real low and zoomed in close to my bikeseat once again. I'd flipped my little skirt up in the back and held it tightly in one hand at my tummy so it wouldn't cover things up. I leaned far over and arched up my back so you got a real good clear color shot of my spread ass from the backside-my little pussy lips were sopping wet as usual with sweat and my own juices that always soak my bikeseat when I'm riding.

I reached my hand between my legs and slipped my fingers through my dripping wet slit. As I slowly played with myself for the camera, I spread the lips open widely so Jess could look up inside. When my two fingers were nice and slippery, I started rubbing them over my hard clitty. The poor thing was already raw and swollen from having me ride it over the hump of that bikeseat for the pictures! I flicked it and pulled on it until you could see it pop right out of my slit and stand out all glisteny and hard and stiff looking.

Jess kept getting closer and closer with the camera like I was inviting you to get right up between my legs to see what I was doing to myself down there. When my crack filled the whole screen of the movie, I slowly poked my middle finger deep up into my butt. I shoved that one in as far as I could, then pulled it back out leaving the hole wide open. Next I did the same to my puss, only this time I pushed first the one, then both my slippery fingers up inside it. With the speakers turned on, you could actually hear the slippery slick sounds of my fingers getting sucked in by my puss-that was fantastic!

By this time, I was feeling pretty hot from what I was doing to myself and I don't think I cared that a camera was watching anyway! I started pumping those fingers in and out of my puss hole as fast as I could thrust them, all the while rubbing my raw clitty to make it hard and twitchy. I was making myself get that way it feels when things get all blurry and the flashy lights go on in my head-my legs were clamping down on the bikeseat with my hand inbetween them, my little butthole was twitching with my heartbeat. Then it happens. You could see those twin holes jerk shut and squeeze tight the same way a jellyfish shrivels up when you poke it with a stick. I fell over my handlebars and let the waves of twitching roll over me. Jess kept the movie going-you could see every jerk and twitch of my hips as my fingers were held tightly up in my cunt. Glisteny rivulets of my pussy juice ran down my fingers and the inside of my thigh... Jessie zoomed in tight to follow a sparkly bead of that as it slid down my fingertips. The closer he got, it began to look just like a drop of quivering morning dew.

We saw where some other little girl copied our movie right after that… after he'd uploaded it to our chatroom. She's got dark black hair, and she's real cute too, maybe from Transylvania or someplace like that, but Jess says our vid is still MUCH longer and better!

Course, while all this was going on, I kept thinking of ways I'd use my new present with Lauri and some of our other friends. I don't know what she or her brother was thinking. Mikee looked hypnotized with his eyeballs practically popping out of his head and Lauri had stopped sucking on Jess where her mouth was just frozen with his cockhead clamped tightly within her lips-she'd forgotten to go up and down on it for several whole minutes by now!

Jess shot his load in her mouth anyway when the video faded to black. Watching sexy things has its way of doing that for him. That woke Lauri up in a hurry! She gulped, then plunged her mouth over his whole cock just to keep from losing all that sweet boy-cum! Mikee was still staring at the darkened monitor with an expression about as blank as the screen was. Nobody spoke for a long, long time.

Before anyone could react, Jess started the next vid we'd made. This one was another "short," a real simple one to do… We made it in less than a half an hour in Aunt Sara's bedroom.

Jess called it simply "Bedpost."

It started out with me lying on Aunt Sara's old antique bed. I was wearing a shortie white nightie that barely covered my butt. Lying there on Aunt Sara's bed, I looked awfully small. Her bed is HUGE and is covered with a white lace bedspread that's as big as our living room rug. Anyway, there I was, pretending that Jess wasn't there filming me as I started feeling myself up with my butt stuck up in the air so he could get a good clear shot of it all. (This is a favorite routine with Jess's videos, by the way-he says the way folks like my ass, it always gets their attention real quick! Soon after that, I get my clitty worked up so that it stands out from my pussy lips and Jess says that drives all the "perverts" crazy!

(That's the word he used once. I looked it up and it isn't a kind word!) I don't think its fair either to call our audience "perverts." Personally, I think all those men (and women!), boys and girls are my "fans." Just because they LIKE looking at my pussy and my ass doesn't make them bad or disgusting! …If that WAS the case, I think EVERYBODY is really a pervert deep down inside of themselves. Jessie an ME included! We ALL like looking at sexy bodies! :-) )

So there I am, stroking on my little pink clitty meat until it pops right out and stands up, all proud to show itself off to the whole world in the movie! Once I was nice and juicy down there, I stood up and walked on the bed over to one of the two big bedposts. I HAVE to tell you what THESE bedposts look like!: I don't know WHERE Aunt Sara got this bed, but if you saw the bedposts, then you'd KNOW what musta been in HER mind when SHE first saw it! I mean, they LOOK just like two giant wooden dicks! The closest thing I've seen that looks like it is that baseball bat of a cock on Mr. Gonzalez fer God's sake! The tops of them are mounted on smooth polished wood poles, as tall as my nipples when I'm standing on the rug at the foot of the bed. They're narrow at the top, but then flare out into knobby lumps that look just like fat wooden dickheads! They even have a thin line through the middle that looks oddly like an imitation of the boys tiny peepee slits.

So by standing on the bed itself, and getting up reeeel high on my tiptoes, I can just barely get high enough to get my ass over the top of this pole. We made the vid showing me trying to do that, and it was kinda funny cause it looked like there was no WAY that fat knot of wood could EVER be more than a very uncomfortable seat for me to sit on… But, that was BEFORE the KY Jelly!

The cool thing about movies and pictures is that you can fake some stuff inbetween shots. Like in this case. We showed me looking at those thick wooden bedposts like I really wanted to get one up inside my horny cunt. So in the video, I smear my pussy juice all over the top of it before lifting my nightie and trying to climb on. What we didn't show was the fact that we smeared that sucker up with KY Jelly so it was slicker than hot butter on flapjacks. I made sure I got enough smeared into myself as well-I hadn't tried this before, but it sure looked like I'd need all the help I could get!

Back to the video, I hiked my shortie up over my hips and reached behind me to grab that bedpost right below the knob at the top. Jess got down low with the video camera so he was shooting up the length of it... He showed me lifting up on my tiptoes and backing up to the pole so the top just rubbed between my butt cheeks. I wiggled up and down on my toes so it slid up in between my cheeks, then I swiveled my hips side-to-side so the tip of the knob kinda screwed up against my puckered little lubed hole. Now for the hard part! Bouncing on the bed for a little hop, I landed right up on top, and that thick 'ol knot of wood just sorta popped in past my clenched ring of muscle. It felt like it was the size of a fist it hurt so much, but at least I'd gotten it inside! Jess cut back and forth with closeups of the action down there and quick cuts showing me grimace and cry out in pain when it popped inside.

Once it was in there, I could wiggle and swivel and rock my hips around while bouncing in little hops on the edge of the bed... Inch-by-inch that cockpole slipped further and further up my ass. When I had about as much of it as I could take, I started lifting and dropping myself up and down on the thing. I didn't know it at the time, but after watching the vid, it became apparent I was humpin' close to a full foot of it up inside there. Now Jess moved around from my backside where my little ass cheeks looked split wide open with that thick 'ol pole stuck way up in me like it was. He moved right under my puss, which was wide open itself from my having to spread my legs and squat and all… So I flicked on my clitty, lifting it out from the folds of my dripping wet puss until you could see its little red-topped head. It got so long and swollen I was able to pinch it between my thumb and fingertip and jerk it off like Jess does to his cock. Of course, it didn't take much of THAT before I was writhing in waves of pleasure-I mean, that feels SO GOOD! My body was wracked in spasms and twitching jerks as that feeling just kept getting stronger and stronger! I musta been hoppin' up and down like a crazy puppet on strings too, but I don't remember any of it happening. When I woke up, Jess had put away the camera. Watching the vid now, I can see I just passed out and went limp like a rag doll stuck there atop of Aunt Sara's bedpost! That's how we ended it.

"Holy SHIT!" Gasped Mikee. "I thought I was fillin' you up pretty good with MY dick, but I never coulda DREAMED you could take THAT much!"

"Now you know how I felt when I was makin' this movie." Jess replied. "I had no idea she could do it either, but it was her idea, so we went and gave it a try. You saw how it turned out. I didn't think it'd go over so well in the chatroom at the time, but those folks went wild with compliments for her. I was answering messages for days after we released that one!"

"Wow!" Was all Lauri managed to say. "Wow-wow-WOWIE!"

"Looked like it hurt, didn't it?" I grinned at her.

"Yeah, no shit!" She replied.

"We gonna play another one Jess?" I asked my brother. By then it was getting' late and I knew they'd be going over to Mikee's for the night. I wanted to make sure he set up the new camera for me to get started with.

"Well, we got two more that we've done, right sis? Both of these are getting longer. We got that one where you took on me an' my Boy Scout troop last summer… and…"

"You WHAT?" Lauri cried, staring at me in open-eyed amazement.

"There was ONLY five of them." I explained. "We were on a camping trip. I'd come along cause that's the only way Jess could have gone since Aunt Sara wasn't gonna be home and she told them I couldn't be left alone.

Well, the scout master had to drive one of the guys back into town for getting sick, and when he was gone, those nasty 'ol boys thought they'd be real cute by telling dirty stories around the campfire. Boy were THEY in for a surprise when I went along with their strip poker game and got naked for them! It took awhile to coax them out of those tan shorts and scarves an all, but once they did, well… one thing led to another, and before you knew it, I had all five of their weenies to pump off!

Jess showed 'em how, and then he started making the movie while I gave each of them their very first girl blowjob and pussy fucking in their lives! Talk about a cum-bath! I had to go skinny dipping in the pond in the dark just to wash off all their globs of cummy cream before the scout master got back!"

"Gol-LY!" Mikee exclaimed.

"And then we did that long hidden camera number with Mr. Gonzales in your dolly house just last month. They STILL haven't gotten over THAT ONE on the Internet!" Jess chuckled.

"You mean he doesn't KNOW you were making movies of him?" Lauri asked Jess.

"Hell no! But I've had that little doll house wired with cameras all over the place in all the right angles ever since Amy told me about Mr. Gonzales last summer. She does a real good 'innocent little-girl' act to get him all worked up-and when he gets excited, well, that dong of his is truly amazing!"

"Well, I want to see those two also." Lauri proclaimed. "But we can wait for another weekend if you guys gotta head out pretty soon."

"Yeah, well… That's probably the best idea." Jess said. "Besides, I want to get you two set with the camera so you can start practicing on your own tonight and show us guys what YOU two can come up with!" He grinned.

"Oh, we'll come up with some great ideas, won't we Amy?" Lauri beamed as she gave me a wink.

The boys packed up their stuff and left to go over to Lauri and Mikee's house to spend the night. Aunt Sara hadn't returned yet from her Saturday's activities, so Lauri and I were on our own in the house for awhile. We didn't waste any time to lock ourselves in my room so we could try out the new little camera. With all the clothes we could try on and take off for pictures, we kept ourselves busy for the rest of the afternoon.

The cool camera allowed us to preview each of the shots we made, and being that we were just getting started; we made a lot of mistakes but had fun doing it. We had long discussions over each picture, voting to keep it, or erase it from the little memory chip and try again. Most of the shots didn't come out as good as the ones Jess took, but we weren't discouraged-we just kept practicing at being a model or a photographer taking turns.

Usually we'd trade turns after the one who was modeling would have slowly peeled off her clothes to get naked for the pictures, posed by showing off all her most "private" parts… and that would make the one who was making the pictures get all horny doing it and soon the camera was forgotten when it was time to kiss on some pussy lips… and by the time we recovered from that, the model would play photographer for a new set of clothes to strip out of. We musta made dozens of pictures and that little camera never seemed to run out of pictures. But I figured pretty soon it'd need to have its pictures loaded on Jessie's PC. That part I didn't know how to do yet, so we'd have to wait for Jess to get home and show us how later on.

Aunt Sara came home by five and fixed us a big supper. We watched TV with her for a while, and then excused ourselves to go back to my room to listen to music. I had a stack of CDs that Lauri hadn't heard yet, so she was eager to check them out.

"Y'know," Lauri said to me while flipping through a stack of CDs, "I've got a real cool little friend I want you to meet. Her name is Susi Quinn but we all call her SusiQ and y'know what she does for a hobby?"

"I give up!" I replied, shrugging my bare shoulders.

"She DESIGNS her own clothes and then she actually makes them on a sewing machine!"

"She MAKES clothes?" I was totally knocked out… "Wow! Cool!"

"Yeah, and the ones she likes best, but her mom won't let her wear them outside, are all these real CUTE little TEENIE-WEENIE bikinis and thongs an' stuff. You'd really like them!"

"She lives around here?" I asked, never having heard of a girl who actually makes her own clothes before.

"Over near my house… Hey! Since you're going to stay over with me next weekend, we can go meet her then! I'm SURE she'll let us try on some of her things!"

"Yeah, great!" I smiled. "But that makes me remember a friend I want YOU to meet!" I added. "Remember I told you about her? Her name is DeLorean an' she's this girl from a place called Cam-Bo-de-ya. She's in my class and she lives nearby. She's lots of fun to play with too… We even took some pictures with her sister. I think we might go over to visit them today, or maybe tomorrow since that'll be Sunday."

"Yeah-sure!" Lauri beamed. She's always ready for anything that sounds like it'll be fun.

"But-cha know?" I was thinking, "Remember when I said we have to exercise to make our muscles get tighter? I think we better start doing something starting soon before it gets too late!"

"Too late?" Lauri exclaimed. "How can we be too late-we're ONLY just kids after all!"

"Yeah, I know. But I got worried while I was sitting on the toilet. When I went to take a pee, a strawberry popped out instead!"

That got Lauri laughing and rolling around all over my bed… "A strawberry!" She cried. "I got rid of all mine by NOW!"

"Yeah, but you got fucked by Mikee and I tasted that jam all over his dick later when I sucked off the rest... Me, I only got an ass-fucking from Jess, an' all that did was pack the rest of that gummy peanut butter right up inside of me even tighter!"

"Hahahahaha!" She goes again. I wasn't even TRYING to be funny!

"I'm SERIOUS Lauri! This could be a BIG problem for us later! If we don't make our little muscles as strong as that 'snappin' pussy' Jess told me about, EVERYTHING will keep falling back outside! And since I don't WEAR any panties to hold it all IN with… Y'see what I mean? I might hafta wear DIAPERS again someday!"

"Oh-yeah!" She realized. "That could be a problem for me as well. Guess we oughta do something. But what can we do?"

"I don't know, but I'm gonna start asking around." I said, determined to find an answer.

"Hey, I got a better idea! I know what we can do!" I suddenly thought out aloud while sorting through my stack of CDs. "We could go over to Mr. Nobel's house and see if he wants to listen to some music with us!"

"I THOUGHT you were worried about DIAPERS! Who's this Mr. Nobel?" Lauri asked, "And why would HE want to listen to OUR CDs?"

"He's our neighbor across the street and I think he's kinda cute for a grownup. Anyway, he told me once when I was over there that he REALLY wanted to listen to some of the music we kids like these days."

"Can't he hear enough on the radio?"

"I don't think he even HAS one." I replied after thinking about it. "When I was over there the last time, I noticed he doesn't even have an entertainment center, a TV, or a VCR or anything! It's kinda odd, but I think it has to do with his religion. Aunt Sara says he's a Moreman minister and she doesn't mind me going over to visit him."

"How'd you meet him in the first place?"

"Oh, he was out in his yard watering his flowers or something when I turned in the road too fast and fell off my bike. He came right over and helped me up, then took me over to his house where he cleaned up my skinned knees and put Band-Aids on my cuts. I'm pretty sure he was looking up my jeans dress the whole time, but he didn't say nothin' about me not wearing panties an' all like Mr. Connor did at school. Anyway, he told me he was interested in music we liked and asked me to come over again some Saturday if I wanted."

"What's Mrs. Nobel like?" Lauri asked.

"I dunno… I didn't see her there then. In fact, I never see her car in their driveway on the weekends. Maybe she goes to visit her mom and dad somewheres."

"Well, we'd better ask him when we get there. Sometimes older man's wives don't like other girls coming over to their houses when they're not there. It's like they have to know what's going on or something. Maybe they get jealous."

"Ok. Good idea. We'll go over with a player and some CDs. If Mrs. Nobel is there, we'll just let him borrow the stuff to listen to by himself."

So we threw on some "party" clothes to go visiting-Lauri picked out a pink sleeveless dress with bow-tied shoulder straps, and I put on the same short jeans bib-skirt I'd worn when I fell off my bike. I settled on a tank top t-shirt underneath, just in case Mrs. Nobel was there. And besides, we had to get past Aunt Sara downstairs first!

"Oh!" She exclaimed when I told her where we were going. "I think that's a wonderful idea! Mr. Nobel is such a nice, DECENT man. You two run along and have fun but be back home when it gets dark. Tomorrow's another day!"

I have no idea what she means when she says things like that. Everyone KNOWS that tomorrow is another DAY… I think my Aunt Sara is totally losin' it!

We knocked on Mr. Nobel's front door and he opened it immediately as if he'd been watching us walk over from my house right up to his front door. He was dressed in a rumpled white shirt, open at the collar, and tan casual trousers. He looked down at us, and then looked all up and down our street like he was expecting more kids were gonna show up there or something.

"Hi Mr. Nobel!" I smiled up at him. "Remember you told me to come over so we could listen to music sometime? Well, I brought some of my CDs and my friend Lauri-is that okay?"

"Oh-sure! Of COURSE Ami!" He beamed. "I'm so happy you came. I'd LOVE to listen to your CDs. Hello young lady… Lauri! I see you brought a player too-that's good-I don't have one of those you know. Come in, come on in girls. Don't want you to be seen standing in the doorway."

"How come?" Lauri asked.

"Oh, well, because people talk…" Mr. Nobel began but his voice grew soft and got lost.

"Oh. So how come you don't have a CD player?" Lauri said.

"AH! I see! Oh, well, that's because of Satan. You see, Satan tempts us with music-not YOUR music of course! No, no… I would just LOVE to hear your music. Do you girls DANCE too?"

"Yeah sure!" I said. "We LOVE to dance, don't we Lauri?"

"Of course!" Lauri nodded. "EVERYBODY likes to dance! But then how come you like dancing 'an you don't have a CD?" She asked Mr. Nobel. "Is it 'cause Satan won't let 'ja?"

"Oh, I don't dance. No, no. Can't dance. But I'd LOVE to watch you two girls dance to your music! In fact, I'll even pay you a dollar for dancing for me! You'd like doing that, making some money, wouldn't you?" He asked us with a peculiar gleam in his eyes.

I picked up on that right away. "A BUCK!" I replied. "That doesn't buy much anymore. Make it five…EACH… and we'll dance to all the songs you like!"

I thought he'd wet his pants he looked so happy.

But then just as suddenly, he seemed to make up his mind, and came up with another plan. "Let's go down to the basement girls, and I'll show you a secret back door out to my garden. That's the door you can use to visit me in the future…"

"Is Mrs. Nobel home?" Lauri remembered to ask as we followed Mr. Nobel down wooden steps leading to his basement.

"Oh no," Mr. Nobel said over his shoulder, "She always leaves on the weekends. Leaves me alone to write my sermons for Sunday. Doesn't return until late Sunday afternoon actually… It's alright. We're quite alone without anyone to bother our fun. This is the best time to visit, really..." He added, pausing on the stairs. Then he made a funny suggestive-looking wink while grinning back up at us trailing behind him.

When we got downstairs he showed us his large furnished basement. It looked as nice as a living room with carpets on the floor and a big fireplace in the side wall that would make the wood-beamed room real cozy in the wintertime. A half-ring of white leather padded sectional sofas surrounded a low circular glass-top coffee table. As we were looking around, Mr. Nobel pointed to a side table and said we could plug the player in there for our CDs. "Oh, and I almost forgot to ask you," He said. "Does your Aunt Sara know you're here? Won't she expect you to get back soon?"

"It's okay with Aunt Sara. She said she's happy we're visiting you and that you're a 'nice, decent man!'" I told him. "She said we can stay until it's dark outside, but usually she's in bed asleep WAY before then, so even if we're late she won't notice."

Mr. Nobel seemed relieved and noticeably relaxed when I said that. He had looked a little nervous and tired, as though he'd been working hard on the papers at his desk on the other side of the room.

(Lauri just IM'd. She's been reading along again and says I forgot to mention what Mr. Nobel looks like. She thinks he's real cute too! :-) )

Well, his first name is James, and he's tall, he has sandy blond hair, and looks really young for a grownup. He says we should call him by his first name unless other adults are there and then we should call him "Min-ster Nobel" cause he's the head of his church, the Scientists, or Saints, or something like that.

Mr. Nobel closed all the blinds covering the basement windows while we got the CD player working. He said he wanted to see us better under spotlights over the coffee table while we danced. He asked if we'd like a cold drink he made-it had strawberries in it and it was slurpy and frosty cold. Yummy!

I got the music cranked up with a group that's real popular now; "The Naughty Boys" doing a song we both like called "Nasty Dancing." Mr. Nobel looked a little shocked when he first heard the words, and that made Lauri and me giggle. He cleared magazines from the coffee table and told us to climb right up on that to dance when we were ready. Then he flicked on a light switch, and the coffee table lit up just like a stage at some rock club you see on TV! There were colored lights that danced in time with the music shining down from the ceiling, and white spotlights shone up from the underside as well. It was WAY cool we thought!

"Do you like it?" He asked.

"COooooL!" I exclaimed.

"Oh yeah!" Lauri agreed enthusiastically as she kicked off her sneakers and scampered up on top of the table to begin dancing to the beat. Up until now, Lauri had been the picture of innocence and naiveté, but when the music started playing, it didn't take that little nymph long before she was struttin' her stuff like the big girls on MTV. She jerked, twitched and bounced with the beat, her feet and hands a blur of furious motion. Her hips swayed and convulsed lewdly while her dress flared up around her.

Mr. Nobel was smiling and snapping his fingers as he slumped down in the low sofa in front of us, his feet stretched out far beneath the table. "ALRIGHT!" He shouted aloud. "You go girl! GO! Go ahead Amy! You can dance on top of the glass too. It'll hold you both without breaking."

So I got up next to Lauri where we could dance together while taking quick glances down at Mr. Nobel-James, grinning up at us from his cushy sofa. I realized right away why he wanted us to dance up on top of his table. Stretched out down there like he was, he could look up our legs and underneath our shortie dresses. The lights shining up through the glass up our dresses must show off everything! He could plainly see we weren't wearing any panties and he was staring right at our bare little pussies! "Oooooo… so, I was right!" I thought with a wicked little smile. "James LIKES looking at naked little girls too!" Well, I guess Lauri and I could give him a show he won't forget anytime soon!

I whispered in Lauri's ear, "Let's see if we can make James get a boner!"

Lauri's eyes went wide as she covered a sharp involuntary gasp with her hand. She hurriedly whispered back to me, "You mean, like, see if we can DO it with him?"

"Sure! Why not? Look at him! He LIKES looking up our dresses-let's give him a REAL show and make him cum too! Only…" I added as an afterthought, "I think we should ask for TEN dollars if we're gonna strip all the way for him!"

Lauri giggled furiously with that idea and whispered back, "Good idea!" James smiled curiously back up at us, totally unaware of the surprises we planned for him.

We got down off the table to change the music while James poured us some more of those sweet icy drinks. That stuff was delicious and it was making me feel real giggly inside. Lauri picked some music that was especially dirty, a rap song called "Whip-on-it!" She loaded the CD and cranked the volume up loud.

We got back up on that table top and really did a number! Only this time, I danced like I was the guy next to Lauri, and I made sure to get my hands up under her dress where James could see what I was doing. I pressed up tightly against her while we both kept up the beat, grinding our hips to bump each other. I hiked up Lauri's dress hem almost over her butt, then ran my hands up and down her shaking thighs, lightly caressed her spread pussy gash.

James almost choked on his drink with surprise when he saw us do that, but when he sat back, I could see the obvious effect we were having on him. What was once a soft lump in his pants had grown thicker and stood out more and more by the minute! James groaned softly and tugged at his pants to give that growing stiffness more room to stretch out. And my goodness! Did it EVER grow!

I could tell Lauri was getting just as excited with what she saw because she began acting bolder and sexier as we danced. She turned to me and locked me into a crushing French kiss as she pulled my hands down over her bare ass. I had her skirt over her waist by now so when she split her legs, I was able to play my fingers through her sweaty cunt lips and rub that clitty of hers to make it hard and slippery. Meanwhile, her hand was under my dress and her fingers found their way up inside my slippery wet puss as well.

I'd completely forgotten about James by the time the song ended. His eyes were wide and he was panting like a puppy dog. He'd opened his shirt buttons and mopped at his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief. I figured it'd be a good time for us to ask for that raise before we got into the next song! "Hey Mr.… er, James…" I began shyly.

"Agggh, ugh, yes?" he choked.

"Do you like our dancing so far?"

"Oh my YES!" he exclaimed. "You two are fantastic… lovely… fetching! That was quite remarkable!" he stammered.

"Well, y'know, we're trying to buy some more things to make clothes an' stuff to dance with… Lauri knows a friend who makes SPECIAL things for girls our size… but we need some more money for that and we were wondering…?"

"What kind of special things?" he asked. I could tell he got the hint.

"Y'know," Lauri cut in cutely, "small filmy dresses and thongs and cutesy things for little girls our age."

"Hummm… Agh.." he gulped. But we definitely had him interested now. "So you want me to help you?" he suggested.

"Uh-hugh." I cooed. "But we'll WORK for the money!" I added. "We just need like maybe ten each if you want us to dance, you know, NATURAL for you…"

"Or maybe twenty if you want me to dance on your lap!" Lauri said boldly.

"On my lap!" James answered, his eyes blazing with anticipation. "And, you know, all… natural, as you say…"

"Uh-huh." Lauri nodded sweetly.

"Oh my! But of COURSE! I know how young girls need money for pretty things!" he said reaching for his wallet in his hip pocket. Lauri and I both hopped off the coffee table to scrunch up closely on either side of him.

As he was pulling bills from his leather wallet, I noticed that Lauri had innocently laid her hand on James trousers right over the swollen length of his cock. I saw it jump from her touch and he reached in for a few more bills. "Well! Praise the Lord!" he exclaimed. "You girls have the right attitude wanting to earn your way in this wicked world. I'll tell you what-I'll give you EACH a whole fifty dollars… today. Let's see what you'll do for that okay? If you're good… ah-at what you do… dancing and whatever… then you come back here each weekend to dance for me in your newest er-special clothes… and I'll help you along, you know?" (We'd already grabbed those green bills right from his sweaty hands as he held them out for us and were kissing him on each cheek by now!) "But!" he added, "We have to keep this OUR little secret, okay?"

"Oh sure!" I exclaimed pressing my knee between his legs while giving him another big kiss closer to his mouth.

"Of course!" Lauri giggled as she squeezed her hand up higher in James lap. "You just watch us! We'll be the BEST dancers you EVER watched, and…"

"AND," I added with a sly smile, "MORE!"

We jumped up from the sofa and ran over to the CD player where we planned our next move while stacking the pile of bills on the table. Lauri leaned over to whisper excitedly, "Wow! One HUNDRED DOLLARS!" I think that's more money than she's ever seen before!

"AND we can make that much or MORE whenever we come back!" I added. "So how do we do this so he'll WANT to see us next week?"

"Let me start." She suggested. "You sit on his lap and get him warmed up." She winked. "But not TOO warm!"

"Ok, then we'll switch off before we gang up on him." I whispered back smiling.

"But we don't let him fuck us-yet!" She added.

"Right!" I agreed.

We selected another hot CD for Lauri's dance, and I picked one of my favorites, and old one called "Baby Phat" for mine. Then I skipped back across the rug, flipping my skirt cutely, and climbed up to sit on James lap while Lauri stepped up on the coffee table. I made sure I was straddling his stiff dick and wriggled down over it until it wedged between my butt. With a contented sigh, I leaned my head back against his chest so he could smell the perfume in my hair while watching Lauri over the top of my head.

The music started-another rocker that Lauri liked dancing to. Lots of wild drum beats so she could go wild and buck her hips and toss her skirt up. James was immediately impressed. I felt his cock stiffen and grow hot between my ass cheeks. I tried matching his reactions with my own-like I was getting hot watching Lauri dance as much as he was, which I was, actually… so I guess it came natural that I'd wriggle and fidget on his lap, and squeeze my butt so it'd clamp his straining cock between my cheeks. (heehee)

(Lauri IM'd me that she knew what I was doing while she was dancing and almost laughed once, but then it made her real sexy to think she was making me as horny as we were making James feel too! That made her dancing get wilder, she said!)

Well, she was really feeling hot I could tell 'cause she started pulling her skirt up and running her hands up between her bare legs. Then she bit the string holding her shoulder straps and pulled the bows out slowly-first one side, danced like that with her dress slipping down, then the other side until the light cotton thing slid down her body as she swiveled her hips. She kicked it off the coffee table so it landed next to James.

James had been running his hands up and down my legs and I'd pulled my skirt up as I kept scrunching slowly up and down on his lap. When the denim was bunched up around my waist, I felt like I was jerking him off between my butt cheeks-I could feel his swollen cockhead against my asshole through the thin material of his trousers. He was breathing hard and his hands found their way between my legs and crept up to my wet pussy. I let him touch me there briefly, then jumped up (like he'd turned me on and I couldn't take it anymore!) so I could join Lauri on the table.

We danced dirty together for the rest of that song-I fingered her pussy while she undid the snaps on my skirt and pulled the t-shirt over my head. When the music was over I kicked off my clothes and Lauri hopped off to go sit on James lap. She just spread her legs apart and walked up facing him-then she fell across his arms and rolled over on her back, opening her legs wide and pushing back into his crouch with her bare behind. James was grinning ear-to-ear. I don't think he'd EVER had so much attention!

I began by dancing slowly, sexy, but didn't waste too much time before I collapsed to my knees and stretched out over the table top. I rolled over it to the beat of the music, arched my butt and reached between my legs to spread my wet cunty lips wide open for his view. Rolling onto my back, I pulled my knees up and let them fall wide open. My hands massaged my pussy and my fingers found my clitty and coaxed it out-longer and' longer it became. James gasped loudly…

Meanwhile, Lauri had rolled over again and pulled James shirt out of his pants. She opened those buttons in a hurry and was kissing and sucking on his nipples while her knee ground away hard against his rigid cock. He gasped again and began mumbling incoherently.

"Oh my God! Oh Jeee-zuz! Oh my GOD!" he groaned as his eyes remained glued on me while Lauri tugged his belt open and yanked his zipper down.

I kept my hips jerking in time with the music's native voodoo beat, had my ass up off the table and was flicking my hardened raw clitty with a fingertip like crazy. Lauri reached through his spread zipper and tried to pull James fully erect cock out with a lot of tugging and pulling. Finally, when he helped by pushed the trousers down to his knees, it sprang free. It was a beautiful cock-long and curvy like a banana-topped by a large circumcised head that looked like a helmet. I could see Mr. Nobel was close to letting go… spurts of clear sticky pre-cum juice were already jetting from his pee-hole and one hit Lauri on her cheek.

"Ooooo-LORD! HELP me JEEE-Zas! Satan beeee theeee GONE!" he was chanting some real crazy stuff now.

Lauri hurried to get in position. Her legs straddled James on his lap and now she slid her butt up tightly against him, mashing his thick cum-filled balls between her spread ass cheeks. His huge bobbing cockhead reached past her bellybutton, and while she rubbed her open wet gash along the length of the underside of his throbbing cock, she gripped him underneath the swollen head with both tiny hands and started pumping in tempo with her hips. James eyes rolled, his hips began slamming against her in savage jerky thrusts and his voice rose and fell in that strange mumbo-jumbo he was grunting. "HoooLeee Lo-lo-lo-rrrrd! Ohhhhh-JeeeeSussss… Holeeeeee SaaaaTan! YooooWhoah!" Weird, hugh?

Well, I didn't want to miss any of this, and I'd gotten myself plenty horny by now anyway and I could see that Lauri's cute little mouth was going completely to waste! I hopped off the table and scooted up so she could get that hot little tongue of hers working on my aching clitty-she dove right into her work… literally! Before I could say "suck!" her pink wet lips clamped over my clit and her tongue was digging far up into my sopping wet slit. I rocked my hips to the beat they both followed and saw that James loved everything he saw!

"Gaaaa-wd DAMN! Oh you hooooly sweeeet an-gels! Bring-a me on ho-ho-home!"

And that's just what Lauri decided to do just as I fell over the edge and clamped my thighs tightly on her sucking face. I musta gushed a stream of cum in her mouth cause she was gulping it furiously and she crushed her knees up into James bloated liquid sack. His face went bright red and his mouth formed a big frozen "O"… He gasped, then he yelled, "It's a GUSHER boys! Thar she Bloooooows! It's the DEMON SEED!"

Sure enough, that long dick of his shot through Lauri's hands and pumped a huge stringy stream of gooey cum that went "SPLAT!" right up Lauri's bare chest and hit her smack on the face. Before it could even begin to drip down, he pumped again and the next shot hit my bellybutton. With each jerk of her hands to the music's beat, another long stringy blast of white gunk hit Lauri and me... Soon it was rolling down my chest and tummy and poured between my thighs like an avalanche down a hillside-right over my clitty and straight down her throat! Lauri choked and gulped as it bubbled over the rim of her lips. James seemed to be quite pleased with himself. "Hal-la-luuuu YA! Praise Beeeazlebub! Holey BABY puss! UGH!" …and another incredible load gushed out!

Lauri came up for air when his dick finally went limp in her hands. Her face and my body were plastered with gummy white cum! James was still panting, but he began to look ashamed of what he'd just done to us. "Oh my God! What was I saying? What have I DONE!?"

I leaned over to lick the cum out of Lauri's eye sockets so she could open them and see us again… She burst out laughing with glee and I helped myself to licking off James bobbing fuckstick.

"Oh, WOW Mr. Nobel!" She cried. "That was the best hot bath I've EVER had! I never knew a MAN could do THAT much!"

I looked up at him with a mouthful of cum dripping from the corner of my lips, "That was WAY cool!" I said. "And your LOVE-seed tastes SOooo sweet!"

"LOVE seed? Oh my… well, if YOU say so! I've never had Mrs. Nobel call it THAT before. In fact, it's been a long time since she's even seen it… or done ANYTHING like THIS for that matter. I guess that's why its so messy… Sorry girls. Does this mean you won't want to come back to see me?" He seemed genuinely remorseful for his performance!

"Are you KIDDING mister?" Lauri cried. "I can't WAIT to come back! As soon as we have some cool new clothes made up for us, we'll BOTH be back to dance for you if you can make your weenie do THAT again!"

"And I want to taste MORE of it myself next time!" I added while licking my lips suggestively. That seemed to make James perk up a bit, but fortunately Lauri was quick to pick up on our cue to leave.

"Holy smokes!" she exclaimed. "It's already dark outside! We forgot all about the time!"

"Aaah, you're right!" I sounded genuinely disappointed-and in a way, I was kinda! Having a big loaded dick to play with is ALWAYS a lot of fun! :-)

After we wiped off with Kleenex and got our clothes back on, we gathered up the music and player and made sure the money was safely tucked away. James led us to the back door and pointed out why he wanted us to come this way the next time-his back garden was filled with leafy tall tropical trees. Winding through the midst of them was a small path that led away to a hidden back gate. Opening the gate for us, he leaned over and gave each of us a polite kiss on the cheek. We promised to be back next weekend when his wife was away and walked back to the street through a wooded lot bordering his house. Even if someone saw us ride our bike into these woods, they'd never guess we'd be visiting Mr. Nobel 'cause they couldn't see us go in his back gate! Cool!

It didn't matter that we snuck in the backdoor of my house. Aunt Sara had already gone to bed and never heard us go up to my room. Good thing too! Both of us were smeared with drying cum stains, and Lauri's red hair was matted with splotches where it'd landed there. Back we went into the shower! (How many showers did we TAKE that day anyway-I've lost count! Haven't you?)

(Continued in Chapter 13)

Note: These stories are derived from my preteen sister's online diary submitted by Kamkat. Comments to: catsNO-SPAMclaw@hush.ai. (Remove NO-SPAM).