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Cathy (g6)
Her older step-brother had gotten home about fifteen minutes before
her. She knew that because the shade to his room was drawn. She knew his
routine. He got home from school, entered his room, locked the door,
pulled the shade, got out his magazines and jerked off. When he was done
jerking off, he re-stowed his magazines, cleaned up the mess, flushed
the Kleenex down the toilet, raised the shade, laid out his school books
and unlocked the door. The whole thing took about fifteen minutes.
Since the shades were drawn, he'd gotten home one to fifteen
minutes before her. In one to thirty minutes he'd finish jerking, finish
his homework and emerge to torment her at every opportunity. If none
presented itself, he'd create it. She'd learned to endure most of it.
But there was one thing that really annoyed her. He called her
"Gizmo." The name itself was irritating enough. What it exemplified
about his attitude toward her made it maddening.
The way it conditioned his friends' attitudes toward her was
unbearable.
He was nineteen.
She went to the side of the house. Grandma was in the kitchen, as
always at this time of day. The old, weathered face lit up as Cathy
entered and the old, toothless mouth spat a greeting. She kissed
Grandma's old, wrinkled cheek and said she'd paid close attention to her
teachers. Grandma had never learned to speak English, never tried to.
She'd come to live with them when Cathy was four and Grandpa -- whom
Cathy had never met -- died in the same house where he'd been born.
Cathy had already been bilingual, since Taiwanese was often spoken in
the house when the family was alone. Whenever they had guests,
especially the "lo fan," English was spoken.
Dutifully, she asked permission to help in the kitchen. By ritual,
Grandma refused permission and ordered her to attend to other matters.
She kissed her Grandma's cheek again and headed up the stairs.
The door to her step-brother's room -- separated from her room by her
Grandma's -- was still closed. So he was still jerking off. She'd caught
a glimpse of him doing it, once. He'd been laying on his side, two of
the magazines spread out on the bed in front of his face, his hand
feverishly pumping his stiff dick. It was her first sight of a hard
penis. It had been all red and funny-looking, she'd thought, and even
looked like it might be painful. The way he'd gasped, it had certainly
sounded painful. She'd stood and crept away from the keyhole. The whole
big deal wasn't such a big deal.
Cathy stepped into her room, closed the door and set her books on
her study desk. She looked briefly at herself in the mirror. Gizmo, she
thought. A small Asian daughter of small Asian parents, she was even
smaller than usual for an 18-year-old, with her hair in braids
(it needed a shampoo) and an elfin face.
She turned sideways and studied her profile. Not even a hint of the
-- admittedly -- barely perceptible swelling around her nipples. The
official tartan jumper from St. Barnabus betrayed nothing of her
virtually nonexistent breasts.
"Gizmo," she whispered and turned from the mirror. Her step-brother's
friends liked girls with big boobs. The bigger the better. She'd sneaked
into his room once and examined his magazines. The favored pages were
all alike -- women, usually blonde, with gigantic breasts. Some looked
so big that they were ugly...in her opinion. By the fingerprints on the
pages, her step-brother didn't share that opinion.
She stripped off the school uniform. Clad in panties, white knee-
high stockings and her white blouse, she hung the jumper in her closet.
Her step-brother and his friends all got quiet whenever Reena came
over to visit. They kept finding excuses to be around and stare at her, or
tried to brush against her. Reena had big tits, huge tits for her age
-- 18. And Reena was cute, with her big blue eyes and reddish hair
and her snowy complexion. When Jackie -- her step-brother -- or his friends
looked at Reena, Cathy could almost see their feverish fingerprints
being applied to her never-seen breasts.
Reena was Cathy's best friend. They couldn't have been less alike,
outwardly. Reena was tall -- almost five-foot-six -- and stacked; Cathy
was a more than a foot shorter and tiny. Reena was outgoing and
impulsive; Cathy was introspective and circumspect. Reena's idea of
exercise was changing channels on the TV instead of using the remote
control; Cathy loved her gymnastics exercises.
She opened the third drawer of her dresser and took out her jeans
and Ocean Pacific sweatshirt. Cathy unbuttoned her blouse and pulled the
tee-shirt over her head. The room was relatively cool. Her nipples were
stiff enough to ache. Arms still over her head, she flicked her wrists
and the tee-shirt sailed to the bed behind her. She looked down at her
chest. The barest hints of fleshy growth swelled around her nipples. It
was so frustrating to her. She still had no tits to speak of, yet her
nipples...
She lowered her arms slowly and gracefully and clasped the rigid,
pink spikes between thumbs and forefingers. "Why didn't the rest grow as
fast as you two did?" she whispered and tweaked her nipples. She caught
her lower lip between her teeth as the pleasure rolled through her tiny,
taut frame. Her nipples were almost five-eights of an inch long -- she'd
measured them -- and grew stiff and throbbing at the least provocation:
cool air, the friction of her blouse, a nasty thought.
"No fair," she murmured and backed up till the she felt the bed
against her thighs. She let herself fall backward on the bedspread,
fingers still tugging at her nipples. She raised her legs high and
released her nipples long enough to skin her cotton panties over her
legs to her ankles, then kicked them off. She ran her hands back down
over her calves and thighs.
At least I have good legs, she told herself.
Her fingertips caressed the insides of her thighs as she let her
legs scissor wide open. She looked down at herself, at the shapely legs
and narrow hips and indrawn abdomen and taut belly, just a hint of the
gymnast's musculature showing through the residual baby fat.
"No fair." Her lips mouthed the words, but no sound came out. It
wasn't fair that she should feel such strong urges and not have the body
to lure a boy into showing her all the stuff she imagined and wished
for. Her gaze focused on her all-but-nonexistent tits and the
disproportionately large nipples stabbing the air above them.
Her fingers moved to the crease of her thighs, then between. Her
cunt was totally hairless. She hoped that wouldn't last, that it was
just awaiting puberty to sprout the mature bush of the women in the
magazines. Her cunt got wet enough already; did that mean she was going
to be just another bald-snatched Asian?
So wet...so hot already. Her fingers traced her tiny pussy lips and
she shivered with the pleasure of her own touch. She closed her eyes and
imagined it was a boy -- No, a man, a handsome man, handsome and gentle
and --
Her fingers moved closer to her clitoris as she imagined it was...
Mel Gibson -- No, Kevin Costner --
No. Who?
"Mickey," she breathed softly. Mickey Rourke. He liked Asian women,
didn't he? She remembered "Year of the Dragon," imagined it was Mickey
holding and caressing her the way he'd...
Her fingers jiggled her clitoris and as they moved, his features
became indistinct, irrelevant. Her juices were in full flow, now; she
arched her tiny hips high, higher, letting her legs drape back till her
knees touched her shoulders. She licked the inside of her left knee as
she pushed the tip of a finger inside her cunt, imagining it was that
sweet, strong, faceless Him kissing her knee and sliding a finger into
her cunny, deeper and deeper.
"It's okay," she whispered to him in her mind. "It won't hurt me --
I tore it when I did my first full split in gymnastics. Just be sweet
with me, please, be sweet -- "
She heard him reassure her and imagined his lips were moving to her
small breast, his lips -- not her own fingers -- were tugging at her
immensely stiffened nipples.
She had the finger all the way inside her small cunt now, wiggling
and rubbing the oily, clasping walls as the heel of her thumb ground
over her swollen little clitoris. Her hips were jiggling, now, her
breathing reduced to desperate gasps. She felt the tingling buzz
beginning in her mons, in her cunny, around her minuscule asshole, felt
it spreading, swelling --
"Unnnn!" She bit back the noise as the cumming swept over and
through her. Her cunt gripped and sucked at her finger, her asshole
throbbed, her buttocks clenched. She pinched and pulled her nipples
frantically, milking them and cumming, cumming...
She uncurled slowly, gracefully, being sure that she rolled her
sixty-pound frame off the bed in such a way that her copious juices
didn't leave a big wet spot to require that she quickly do her laundry.
The orgasm took the edge off her frustration, but not by much. Her
fantasies had been worn indistinct by repetition to provide even their
limited relief. She needed something new, something more detailed,
something more specific. She bent from the waist, nose near her knees,
and rolled her knee-high socks down, then stood and pulled them off,
using her toes.
A small smile played across her face as she stepped into her tiny
bathroom. Her father had contracted for it when her step-brother reached
twelve and started paying more attention to ESPN's mind-numbing coverage
of women's beach volleyball contests. She was smiling in anticipation.
It was Monday and Reena had spent the weekend at her cousins' house in
New Jersey. The last time she'd been there, Reena had allowed herself to
be picked up by a senior at the local collage. She'd lied about her
age -- something Reena could do, with a figure like hers -- and they'd
gotten into a pretty heated session of making out. The details had
refired Cathy's fantasies with some new details.
She donned a shower cap, rinsed off quickly, then patted herself
dry and rapidly dressed. Her nipples -- again standing stiff -- were
hidden within the folds of the oversized sweatshirt. The clock said
3:30. She smiled again, as she pulled on her warmup socks and L.A. Gear
athletic shoes. What would Reena share with her today? She was eager to
find out. She hurried down the stairs to the kitchen.
"Grandma, I am going to visit my friend Reena."
"Don't be late for dinner," she was admonished.
"I won't be tardy, Grandma. Zy-jian!"
"Meet again!" Grandma replied. Cathy hurried out the door and
jogged down the sidewalk toward her girlfriend's house. She passed her
step-brother and his friends, hanging out in front of Eddie's house.
"There goes Gizmo!" her step-brother hooted. They laughed.
She kept going, unfazed by the taunt. Reena was going to be
bursting with new details for Cathy's fantasies!
CHAPTER TWO
"Julie won't be home till after dinner," Reena said as she closed
-- and locked -- the door to her room. "So we've got the house to
ourselves till Mom and Dad get home from work." She smiled. Reena's
step-sis could be a real bitch, spying and reporting -- or using the
threat to force Reena to do chores for her.
Cathy bounced onto Reena's bed, then turned and sat, Indian style,
flushed from the run to her friend's house and with anticipation. Reena
turned and leaned back against the door, two spots of bright color high
on her smooth, pale cheeks.
Cathy was doubly envious of her best friend's mature good looks.
With her smoothly flared hips and small -- despite her junk food intake
-- waist, Reena filled out her Jordache jeans the way they deserved to
be filled out. On Reena, they were sexy; on Cathy, designer jeans looked
silly, as if she were a little girl playing at being grownup. And Reena
could wear a ribknit turtleneck sweater, making it a boast for her big,
firm tits; if Cathy wore a sweater like that, her father would think
he'd had two sons. Only her nipples would disturb the flat expanse of
the sweater on her chest.
Reena just looked at her for a long moment, trying to smother a
smile.
Cathy could take it no longer. "Well -- what happened? Tell me!"
Reena stood straight and clasped her hands behind her back, making
her boobs just out even farther. "Oh, just some stuff," she teased,
sashaying toward the bed where her best friend sat breathlessly waiting
for the details.
"Reena McKenna, if you don't tell me every single thing right this
very minute, I'll -- I'll -- I'll show my step-brother those Polaroids!"
Reena stared in mock horror. "You wouldn't! You're in some, too!"
"Yeah, but I don't have boobies like you!"
"Oh, you means these little old things?" Reena cupped her breasts
through the tight sweater and looked down at them, as if in surprise. At
twelve, her tits -- 34Cs -- already were too big for her hands to cover.
Cathy reached out and grabbed the waist of her friend's jeans and
yanked her down onto the bed. "Come on -- give!"
Reena rolled onto her back and laced her fingers behind her head,
under her strawberry blonde curls. "Oh, well, not much to tell," she
said casually, staring up at the ceiling. "Remember what I told you
about Michael?"
How could Cathy forget? A high school senior, a varsity football
player, big and blond and handsome, who not only had his own car -- he
had a jet-black Corvette!
Cathy answered the rhetorical question by leaning over Reena and
whispering, "And I'll tell my step-brother you *want* him to see your
picture!"
"Euuuuwwww!" Reena whined. They'd long ago agreed that Jackie was
scuzzy. Cute -- but scuzzy.
"So -- "
"Well, no big deal. We went out, made out in his car, then we sat
on his back porch, on one of those big lounge chairs that tilts back,
and made out some more."
"Did you tongue kiss again?" Cathy whispered, her nipples feeling
like they were going to burst.
"Um-hmmmm." Reena sighed, as if remembering.
"And did you let him feel your big tits?"
Reena brought her hands up again to rest on her breasts. "Only
after we started drinking the Southern Comfort."
Cathy's eyes widened. "Wh-whaaat?"
"He had this pint of Southern Comfort, which is really yecchy
sweet, and I pretended to drink it before I let him start playing with
my boobs. He drank most of it and got really woozy. That was when I let
him get my shirt and bra open."
Cathy could barely breathe and she knew her little panties were
getting wet.
"And did he -- you know -- did you let him suck them?"
"Mmmmmmm." Reena's eyes were closed and she was rubbing her nipples
through the sweater. Cathy's eyes were drawn to the movement of her
friend's fingers. "He licked them and sucked my nipples real hard and it
felt soooo good..."
"I'll bet it did," Cathy murmured.
"I got so hot, I didn't even notice when he got my jeans open and
put his hand down my panties..."
Cathy's eyes widened still more. She knelt upright on the bed,
rubbing her thighs together in her excitement. She was visualizing the
scene, only she was imagining that it was she who was receiving all
those horny touches and lickings and suckings. Reena's eyes were still
closed, so Cathy reached up with one hand and began pinching and tugging
her own stiff nipples through her OP sweatshirt.
"...but when he started rubbing my trigger, I noticed!" Reena slid
one hand down to grip her cunt through her jeans. Her hips were
revolving just a little bit. "It felt so good, I let him put my hand on
his thing!"
"Really??!!?"
"Yeah, oh yeah, and even through his jeans it felt hot and it was
big and hard. I squeezed it and he started groaning and begging me to
take it out, but I was, y'know, afraid to. But he kept sucking my tits
and playing with my pussy and I wanted to get off so bad...oooohh..."
Cathy was squeezing her left hand between her thighs, rubbing her
cunt on it, pinching her nipples with the other, imagining, wishing...
"...and then he opened his pants and took it out himself and put my
hand on it!"
"Oh, yeah, your hand on it -- " Cathy moaned.
"It was so hot -- hard, but the skin was all soft, too."
"Was it really big?" Cathy moaned.
"No, it was real nice-sized, just right, maybe five or six
inches..." Reena was grunting out the words, recalling the sensations.
"And he started moving my hand up and down, jerking him off, begging me
to kiss it and suck it, but I wouldn't and he kept rubbing me and I
started jerking him on my own -- and he shot his stuff!"
"All over your hand and -- " Cathy muttered, grinding her cunt down
on her hand, torturing her nipples through her sweatshirt.
"All over my hand and his shirt and everything and he just groaned
and gasped and I was so hot, so close, I couldn't stand it," Reena
moaned, remembering her frustration.
"And then what happened?" Cathy demanded.
"And then the son-of-a-bitch passed out!"
"WHAT?"
Reena's eyes opened slowly, half-focused on Cathy. She smiled,
watching her best friend rubbing herself. "Yeah, he drank most of the
pint himself and then shooting off like that -- he just passed right out
before he could make me get mine."
"Damn!"
"Stone-cold out," Reena said, "with my tits hanging out and his
stuff all over and his hand still down my panties. I could've killed
him."
"I'll bet!" Cathy could've killed him, herself, and she was just
reliving the adventure vicariously.
"But then came the good part," Reena cooed and her hands again got
busy. "His big brother was watching."
Cathy gasped.
"And he said something like, 'What do you expect from a kid like
him?' and I got real scared, but he just pulled Michael's hand out of my
pants and picked him up like he was nothing and put him on the other
lounger chair and then he sat down and started right where his brother
left off!"
"No!"
"Yeah, he sure did, and I was still so hot I didn't try to stop
him, not when he started licking all over my tits -- not just my nipples
-- and then he -- he -- "
Reena gasped, her hand rubbing madly against her cunt. "And then he
like kissed my belly and pulled my jeans and panties down and he just
like kept licking lower and lower until he -- he -- "
She arched off the bed and gasped. "He licked me down there and I
just came like I was going to die!"
Cathy was transfixed by the sight of her friend cumming. Reena
looked so beautiful like that! Suddenly, Cathy didn't just envy Reena
the experience -- she envied Michael's older brother, too! Almost numb,
she reached down and caressed Reena's breast through the sweater,
rubbing the hard nipple.
Reena suddenly fell back to the bed, still writhing. She grabbed
Cathy's hand and thrust it down over her jeans-clad cunt, rubbing
herself with Cathy's fingers.
Cathy moaned at the heat and dampness and the feel of her friend's
orgasm against her hand. She rubbed herself and Reena faster and more
urgently. Reena again bucked and this time Cathy came with her, grunting
and gyrating her tiny hips as the orgasm swept her.
The strength left her legs and back as the orgasm faded, but Reena
pulled her down on top of herself, still shuddering. Cathy sighed with
pleasure at the press of Reena's tits swelling against her flat, stiff-
nippled chest.
"That was so sweet, so good, I needed that, needed it," Reena
whispered, breath rasping. "Needed you, wanted you to do that...I want
to show you how it felt, too, having lips on you down there -- "
"Lips on me down there," Cathy gasped. Reena rolled her onto her
back and pulled the OP sweatshirt high, revealing her all-but-titless
ribcage and exposing her immensely swollen nipples.
"Gonna do you, gonna do you," Reena whispered and then began
lapping at Cathy's nipples.
"YES!" Cathy gasped, feeling the wet, hot tongue on her tiny tits
and long nipples. Reena took one nipple into her mouth and sucked it,
hard, while whipping her tongue across the tip. Cathy gave a little yelp
and pushed her chest up at her girlfriend, her hands pulling Reena's
face down harder against her chest. "Oh, yes!"
Reena shifted to the other nipple, her hands already at the
waistsnap of Cathy's jeans while Cathy was frantically pulling Reena's
sweater up, revealing her back.
Reena knelt up and pulled the sweater over her head. Cathy quickly
unfastened Reena's jeans and pulled them down, revealing the white
panties with the big wet spot. She pushed them down over Reena's thighs,
revealing the thinly furred cunt lips, swollen and pink.
Cathy grabbed her own nipples in both hands and twisted at them,
trying to extend the sensation of Reena's lips, while Reena shucked her
panties and with one deft movement, stripped off Cathy's jeans and
demure white panties.
"It's so clean and beautiful," Reena breathed, bending at the waist
to kiss Cathy's hard little tummy. She was at a right angle to the tiny,
overheated girl on the bed and bending caused her firm young tits to rub
Cathy's thigh. "I didn't believe him when he said he loved licking my
pussy," Reena whispered, her exhalation like flame on Cathy's receptive
skin. "Now I do." She stretched out her tongue and began licking Cathy's
bare, 18-year-old mons.
CHAPTER THREE
Cathy groaned and arched her narrow hips upward, trying to capture
that hot, wet tongue with her hairless little cleft. Reena reached
between her legs, cupping both of her small, hard ass cheeks with one
hand and pulled her still higher until --
"AHHHHH!" Cathy couldn't restrict that sound; it escaped her full
lips as she felt Reena's tongue begin tickling her clitoris and laving
her labia. The sensation was excruciating, maddening -- like having a
moist feather, a damp butterfly, alighting upon her slick, swollen cunt
lips.
"Cum for me, cum for me!" Reena moaned into Cathy's little cunt.
She smooched Cathy's tiny pussy lips, tongue-tickled Cathy's taut clit,
ran her finger down and around the opening to Cathy's sweet, small pussy
and teased the pinpoint opening of her tiny Asian asshole.
Cathy bucked and writhed, struggling for the sensation that would
finally set her off. She moaned and howled as Reena locked her lips
around her swollen clit. When Reena sank her finger into Cathy's tiny
twat, she came.
"AHHHH!!! YES! YES!" Cathy shrieked, cumming and cumming again as
her girlfriend fingered her cunt and lip-nibbled her clitoris.
When the rush finally faded, Cathy collapsed back to the bedspread,
all naked and thrashing in aftershock. She kept moaning and sighing
until Reena slid up close to her and held her in her arms, her big tits
pressing lush and firm into Cathy's flat chest.
Cathy whispered, "I hope this doesn't make us lezzies."
"Made you cum, didn't I?" Reena answered, grinning, punctuating the
assertion with a soft kiss to Cathy's forehead. "That's what it was like
when Jordy -- you know, Michael's step-brother -- licked me."
Cathy shivered. "Want me to do it you now?" She giggled before the
last of it was out, unable to keep a straight face.
"If you want to...yeah!" The deep flush, which had been receding
from chest and neck, began growing again.
"Dykes 'r' Us," Cathy whispered and nuzzled her face between
Reena's tits as she slithered low on her friend. She was curious to
know what it was like, and she wanted to give her friend as good as she'd
gotten.
She laved the swells of Reena's snowy tits and started crawling
lower, licking her belly, when Reena said, "Wait -- I've got an idea!"
Cathy cocked her head sideways. She could smell Reena's cunt juices
and scent was arousing her still further, till she was actually eager to
try this new, forbidden thrill.
"Here, turn...this way," Reena directed, eyes shining as she urged
the tiny Asian preteen to reverse herself on the bed, then guided Cathy
to straddle her face. "Oh, yeah, yeah," Reena murmured, licking and
kissing Cathy's strong thighs. "Just gotta eat that pretty little pussy,
so clean and sweet --- mmmmmph!"
Cathy's eyes half-closed with pleasure as she felt her friend's
agile tongue go to work on her labia again. She let her face descend
slowly into the V of Reena's thighs and then got her first taste of
pussy.
And liked it.
"Ummmmmmmmm," Cathy hummed, her arms wrapping around Reena's hips to
grasp her full, firm asscheeks. Her tongue snaked all around her
friend's cunt, touching Reena's sensitive, engorged cuntlips and
clitoris the way she'd like to have her own licked. Instantly, Reena's
thighs stiffened and her hips began to shudder. Cathy could feel her
friend's nipples swelling against her thighs; could Reena feel hers?
But then Reena began puffing and groaning into Cathy's little twat
and her tongue-tip began flick-flick-flicking impossibly fast against the
tip of Cathy's clit. Her tight, gymnast's hips revolved around that
hummingbird movement and her orgasm began crashing through her. Just as
she started to slide from her peak, she felt Reena's fingers trying to
pry their way into her pussy and her ass!
Cathy gasped and repaid her friend in kind, working one finger into
Reena's soaked cunt and another in her ass, which had been well and
truly slicked by the juices flowing down from her red-downed cunt and
from Cathy's saliva. Cathy felt Reena's cunt clench and suck at her
finger just the way her own minuscule twat was milking Reena's. They
came together, shaking and moaning, for what seemed like a very long
time. When they finally came down from their explosive orgasms, they
somehow toppled into each other's arms, cooing and kissing and
astonished at what they had just experienced.
It had been good for Cathy, amazingly good. The orgasm had been
electrifying, dazzling beyond even the pleasures of her own practiced
fingers. And she was determined to experience it again, with her best
friend, every chance she got. But she wanted more. She wanted to be
craved by a male -- and she began plotting how to get what she wanted.
* * *
For the next three days, the young lesbian lovers got together
every chance they could, which basically meant every afternoon when
Julie, Reena's older step-sis, was out of the house. Since both of Reena's
parents worked, that made for ample opportunities for the two vixens to
explore the pleasures they could give each other's budding bodies. While
Cathy attended her gymnastics training sessions just as faithfully as
ever -- between six a.m. and the start of school at 8:30 each morning --
she found herself noticing things she hadn't, previously.
There were only three other girls in the classes, which were for
advanced gymnasts who showed promise of being winners in competitions
beyond the usual local events. Only one, a quiet Puerto Rican girl, was
even close to being as good at Cathy on the beam or the bars, but she
was far superior to Cathy in floor routines. Their coach, Mr.
Richardson, was even more demanding of Cathy and Tricia than of the
other two girls, but he was also encouraging and kind. Mr. Richardson
was a stocky black man in his forties. Cathy had once overheard two
competing coaches, at a meet, agreeing that if Mr. Richardson lived in
one of the Eastern Bloc nations, he would be a star coach and
internationally acclaimed. Here in the U.S., though, one asserted,
Richardson was never going to get the recognition he deserved because
too many people were uncomfortable thinking about a black man putting
his hands on their little girls. Cathy had been tempted to say
something, at the time, to the effect that her coach had always been a
perfect gentleman and treated his students as if they were his daughters
-- but had kept her mouth shut...as she'd been taught all her life.
She did start noticing, though, that sometimes her coach gazed a
bit longer and more intensely than required at Monica, one of the other
girls in her glass. Monica was kind of pretty, especially when she had
her long hair braided into two chestnut ropes that twirled about her
face when she tumbled. Monica -- like Reena -- was an early bloomer. At
thirteen, she was already developing a knockout figure, which spelled
the end of a gymnast's competitive days because it changed her center
of gravity so radically; besides, big young tits in a tight leotard
distracted judges from the line of the body as expressed in the event.
But sometimes, when Monica danced and tumbled in her floor
exercises, her luscious young tits quivering inside her leotard, Cathy
caught Mr. Richardson watching Monica with an interest that was plainly
not merely a coach's concern.
She also noticed that her coach was particularly careful of his
touches around Monica, being ultra-sure that he did nothing untoward,
and she found herself wondering what it would be like...
On Friday afternoon, Cathy's phone rang just as she got to the
stairs in her house. It was Reena.
"Can you sleep over tonight?"
"Huh? Sure, I guess. What's up?" Cathy asked.
Reena's excitement audibly grew. "Dad's taking Mom to Atlantic City
as a surprise anniversary present."
Cathy's eyes widened. "Great! But doesn't that mean Julie -- "
"Exactly -- and I heard her on the phone telling her friends to
come over for a party. You know what that means!"
"Yeah!" Julie, at 19, didn't have as good a figure as Reena did at
18 -- but Julie was a notorious slut. She was constantly trying to prove
to herself her attractiveness to men by fucking. Reena had told Cathy a
couple of times about Julie's howling and moaning from the basement rec
room when Julie thought Reena was fast asleep. "What time?"
"Right after dinner, okay!"
"Gotcha!" She hung up, heart pounding and nipples throbbing. She
and Reena had hatched a scheme. Adjacent to the recreation room was a
laundry room, in Reena's basement -- and two young, curious girls could,
if they were quiet, hide in the dark utility closet and peek through the
slats to watch Julie service a boyfriend.
"Ohboy ohboy ohboy!" Cathy whispered to herself, hurrying up the
stairs to her room. Her step-brother's door was closed, so she knew what
he
was doing. Fair enough, she thought, locking her own bedroom door and
stripping off her school clothes. Fair enough -- because as soon as she
got out of her moistening panties, she was going to be doing exactly what
Jackie was doing!
CHAPTER FOUR
Cathy watched silently through the louvers. The lights in the rec
room were on, but low; there was no chance she and Reena would be
spotted in the dark utility closet. The stereo was playing a Mariah
Cary tape.
"Are you sure your step-sis is upstairs?"
Julie flipped the wrist of her free hand in dismissal. Her other
hand was occupied with what was at least her third Seven-&-Seven in the
last half hour. "She's got her girlfriend over, what's her name --
Cathy."
"Who?" Georgie asked.
"You know, the little Chinese kid, looks about nine years old -- "
"Oh, you mean Gizmo," called Mike from the other side of the room.
He was happily doing a bump-and-grind dance against the voluptuous form
of a young woman he'd brought. "I know her step-brother from the Chinese
Student Activities Club."
"Yeah, yeah -- but are you sure your step-sis isn't going to bust in
on us?" Georgie insisted.
"Want to go up and check for yourself?" Julie demanded. "See her
big titties?"
"No," he replied coolly. "I'd rather suck yours!"
Julie closed her eyes and gave a little shiver. She was the same
height as Reena and had a much tighter, more compact body -- plenty sexy
in her own right, thought Cathy -- but she knew her 18-year-old kid step-
sis had a far more voluptuous figure. Julie had a part-time job at a health
club and loved showing off the results. Tonight, she was wearing
her tight, black leather miniskirt and a white spandex top that zipped
up the front.
From their hideout, the two 18-year-old spies could see Julie's
nipples stiffen under the spandex.
Julie took a big slug, emptying her glass, and went to the wet bar
to make her fourth. Her hair was bright red and she wore it long and
loose, to her shoulders. She really looked hot in the outfit and knew
it.
The young man -- Reena said he was twenty -- looked cocky as hell.
He walked up behind Julie and put his arms around her. He whispered
something to her and she began grinding her hard butt into his crotch.
The pair seemed oblivious to the other three couples in the rec room.
One girl, with blonde hair flounced high, was sitting on the pool table,
madly kissing the young man gripped between her thighs. By Cathy's
reckoning, they hadn't interrupted their single kiss in something like
15 minutes. Two other couples were on the cushions of the banquette. One
pair was also hotly making out, and there were some not-very-
surreptitious gropings going on.
The other pair sat, hand in hand, watching Julie and George. The
girl -- a brunette with small, hard tits and a big, hard ass -- finally
spoke. "C'mon, Julie -- you've had enough to drink."
If George or Julie heard her, neither gave a sign.
"Julie!" The girl started to rise. Her boyfriend tried to hold her
back by the hand.
"Hey, she can do what she wants -- it's her house."
"Dammit -- Hey, Pam!"
The female half of the other couple on the banquette looked up,
puzzled. "What's the matter, Ginger?"
Ginger -- the brunette -- jerked her head toward the bar, where
Julie had put the glass down on the bar top and drawn George's hands up
to her tits. "Oh, yeah, I can feel how hard you are!" she whimpered. She
pushed her head back against his shoulder.
"Shit." Pam shook her boyfriend. "We're leaving."
"But -- "
Ginger had already interrupted the couple on the edge of the pool
table. The blonde was also trying to get her paramour to leave. All
three guys were resisting their girlfriends' demands.
The three girls stood facing their dates. Ginger spoke: "Alright,
you guys! Everyone in this room knows what happens next. We're not going
to stand here and watch Julie drink herself stupid and put on a slut
show. We're leaving. Right?"
The other two girls nodded.
"And either you come with us or you guys end up dating Rosy Palm
and her sisters tonight -- and maybe for good."
"C'mere, baby," George was growling, turning Julie to face him. He
pulled the zipper of the spandex top down slowly, all the while kissing
the side of Julie's throat. The stretch material parted, revealing the
inner slopes of Julie's firm, pretty, almost conical tits.
"Yeah, well, listen up," one of the guys demanded, the one who'd
been necking heavily with the blonde on the edge of the pool table. "You
don't give me no orders, none of you. I ain't telling my friend's girl
what she can and can't do in her own house and I ain't leaving until she
asks me or I want to. You got a problem with that?"
The other two guys were nodding.
Ginger scowled, turned and stalked out. The other two girls
hesitated only seconds before following.
Cathy and Reena heard the footsteps across the living room floor,
over their heads, and then the slam of the front door.
The two voyeurs were disappointed, figuring nothing was going to
happen now with four guys and one girl.
The three guys stood stupidly for a minute, looking at the now-
vacant basement stairway, then at each other.
George and Julie hadn't broken stride. He had the spandex top
completely open and was licking her perky nipples. She put her hands on
his hand and forced his mouth to her left tit and groaned loudly. She
leaned back against the bar, elbows propped on the surface. Her breasts
thrust upward, absolutely perfect and hard-looking. "Oh, yeah, Georgie
boy, eat 'em for me, eat 'em good!"
"Yo, Georgie, uh -- " one of the guys called out. "Uh, we're, uh,
going to go now, so, uh -- "
"Why?" Julie whispered. "Don't you want to see it?"
All three guys were blushing now. One of them thrust his hands on
his back pockets and said, "Shit, Julie, it's going to be frustrating
enough tonight without seeing somebody else getting it on!" He grinned
crookedly.
"I can take care -- OOOOO -- I can take care of you, too...all of
you..." she cooed as George dropped to his knees and unzipped her
miniskirt.
The other three laughed nervously. "Yeah, well, Georgie might not
like that much," one of them said.
George pulled the skirt down her taut thighs and was licking her
flat abdomen just above the low cut black bikini panties.
"Georgie won't mind, will he?"
George stopped long enough to say, quite loudly, "As long as I go
first, no problem."
"Shit -- you mean you're gonna take us all on? Just you?" queried
the biggest of the bunch, a young man Reena had recognized and
identified as Hank, one of the full-time staff from Julie's health club.
Julie smiled and then tensed as George pulled her panties down and
began lapping at her cunt.
Reena and Cathy were awestruck. They were going to watch a
gangbang! Cathy's cunt, already damp, began secreting furiously under
her panties. Her nipples were surely going to punch holes through her
loose, blue knee-length sweatshirt, the only other garment she was
wearing. Even in the dim glow of the utility closet, she could see
Reena's flush of arousal and the heaving of her big, braless tits
beneath her identically oversized shirt.
"Oh, yeah, Georgie, eat me out!" Julie whined, hips shuddering over
his mouth. Just as she began to shake wildly, he stood and lifted her
trim form onto a bar stool. She leaned back against the counter as he
unzipped his pants and fished out his dick. Cathy and Reena could barely
see it from their angle, but saw enough to know it was big and stiff.
"You boys just sit down and watch the show and think about your
turns," Julie gasped as George ran his cockhead up and down over her
drooling cuntlips. "You want me to suck you first, Georgie?"
"Later, babe. I ain't gonna last long now any which way!"
"Get that big cock into me -- Ahhhhh!"
He hunched forward as her legs wrapped around his waist. The
peepers stared, barely breathing, as his hips rocked, tilted Julie on
her barstool precariously with each lunch. They could see her taut
abdomen bulge and retract with each stroke, her nipples straining upward
from her firm young tits, her mouth gaping open as she let her head hang
back from her shoulder, her hair painting the counter red. Grunts of
passion escaped each of them as he pounded her cunt faster and faster.
"Oh yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" Julie cried, louder and louder.
On the couch, two of the guys -- Hank and Billy, who'd delivered
the defiant speech -- had unzipped and were slowly stroking their hard
teenaged dicks. The third and smallest of the guys, Mike, who was
Chinese, was just staring at the couple fucking by the bar.
"Get me! Get me!!!!" Julie screamed. "YEAH!" Her legs locked tight
around George's waist and she hunched herself madly at him. George
growled loudly and thrust forward as hard as he can. He held himself
against her and the two secret watchers knew he was cumming inside of
her -- and cumming a lot, by the length of time he was drubbing the
oversexed redhead.
"Oh, baby, baby, you are so hot," George crooned. His hands went
behind Julie's back and he pulled her to him. She was stilled riding his
limpening prick and now she was like a leech, clinging to him as he
staggered, drained, toward the pool table. He laid her back gently on it
and stumbled to the unoccupied banquette, stuffing his still dripping
cock back into his pants.
"C'mon, fuck me -- someone fuck me!"
Hank stood and pushed his pants and Jockeys off. "Shit, I've been
dreaming about the little cunt since she went to work at the club!" He
wasted no time in climbing onto the pool table, aligning his stiff cock
with Julie's oozing cunt and ramming into her.
CHAPTER FIVE
"AHHHH! YES! YES!" Julie screeched as the big man pounded her into
the green felt. She lifted her legs high, around his hips -- and thereby
gave the two watching 18-year-olds a pornographer's view of the action.
Cathy couldn't keep her hand from her tricot-covered cunt -- and noticed
that Reena was having the same reaction. Reena glanced over and saw
Cathy's gaze. They grinned at each other and returned their attention to
the scene in the rec room.
"Fuck -- fuck -- fuck -- " Julie grunted over and over. "Give it to
me!"
"Shit, I'm gonna cum!" he groaned.
"Yeah -- cum in me! Yeah!"
They could clearly see her cunt gripping his plunging cock with
quick, rhythmic squeezes, milking it. She reached up with her own hands
and gripped and pulled her nipples, twisting them.
"Auuugghh!" Hank crashed his cock to the bone into her, his balls
jerking fast and tight against her upturned ass. Cathy and Reena could
see white stuff begin to ooze out around Julie's red-furred cuntlips.
Julie was screaming and cumming and Hank was groaning and cumming. It
seemed to go on for a long time, but he finally climbed off her and let
himself down to the floor, legs unsteady. "Shit," was all he could say.
"Shit!"
Julie was sitting up. "Help me off here," she muttered. "Can't
stain the fucking pool table."
"'Fucking pool table'," George repeated and laughed. "Hey, come on,
Mike. Get to it!" Billy was helping Julie to the banquette next to
George. She quickly fished his dick out of his pants and began licking
at the limp, still-sticky flesh.
Mike muttered something.
"Say, what?" Billy demanded.
"I said, 'I never did it before'!" Mike snapped.
Julie's head bobbed up. "A virgin? A genuine virgin? C'mere, let me
be your first! Let me suck that little Chinese dick for you -- don't be
shy, Mike! Hey, Billy, make me another Seven-&-Seven to wash it down!"
Billy went to the bar while Mike reluctantly stood in front of
Julie, who turned to sit on the banquette cushions with her legs wide.
She pulled the slender Chinese boy between her knees and expertly
unzipped him. She pushed his pants and Jockeys down with one quick
movement.
Julie's gasp was audible in the utility closet, where Reena and
Cathy barely stifled their own.
Mike's dick was huge. Julie could barely close the fingers of one
hand around it. And when she put both hands on the shaft, the glans
still flared beyond her fingers. Julie gulped and began licking the
knob, then opened her mouth wide and crammed it between her lips. Mike
had an ethereal look on his face.
"I'm not going to hold it long!" he groaned softly. "I can't hold
it!"
Julie grunted and rammed her mouth onto the fat, long staff faster
and harder. Her cheeks concaved with the suction she was applying. Her
nipples were stiff and she was rubbing her thighs together. She wanted
his cum in her mouth.
She got it.
"Oh, shit!" Mike gasped and then his dick swelled still more. Julie
pumped his prick with both hands as she sucked and swallowed -- but
there was too much. She pulled her mouth off him, still gulping, and
white cum spilled out of her lips and onto her chin. Mike shot three
more big spurts, the first two onto her face and hair, the last one into
her open mouth, before his ejaculations stopped.
"That was some fucking load," George said sincerely. "I am very
fucking impressed."
"Yeah, me, too," Billy agreed. "Fucking dick must be a foot long."
He was standing beside Mike, holding the drink in his hand.
Mike was shaking his head weakly. "Nine inches."
The two hidden voyeurs were very impressed, too. And Cathy was
digesting the way Julie had seemed to crave that thick white stuff in
her mouth.
Julie was happily licking and cleaning the rest of the cum from
Mike's cock, which barely lost any of its size or stiffness. Then she
made a show of gathering the missed spurts from her face and licking her
fingers.
"Mmmmmmm -- virgin cum," Julie said softly, licking flecks of it
from her lips. "My favorite drink -- why, thank you!" she said to Billy,
taking the glass from him. She drained it in five swallows and returned
the glass. "And what is your pleasure?" Her words were audibly slurred.
"Want me to suck you? Wanna fuck my hot little cunt? Maybe fuck me in
the ass?"
"She's got a great little ass," George chimed in, always helpful.
She still had one hand on Mike's dick, stroking it back to full
hardness.
"Suck me off," Billy said. "I want to feel you sucking me."
"And you," Julie said to Mike's cock, "I want to feel you in my
little red-haired cunt. Would you like that?"
The cock throbbed visibly.
"Oh, goody. You lay down here on your back -- " she patted the
cushions next to her.
"Hey, what about me?" Billy interrupted.
"Don't worry. While I sit on Mike, I'm going to suck so hard,
you'll think your balls are being pulled right through your nice, stiff
cock. Would you like that?"
"Holy shit," Billy breathed. Mike was already in position. George
and Hank, cocks restored, helped her position her twat over Mike's
formidable spar.
"Oh, wow," Julie wheezed as she settled onto his prick. "Woweee-
wow! It feels so fucking BIG!" She had to ram her hips down to get the
last couple of inches into her. She rocked up and down a couple of times
and then led Mike's trembling hands to her quivering little tits.
Julie turned her head to the side, where Billy's cock awaited her
attentions. It wasn't a long wait. She began bobbing her head in time
with the bobbing of her hips and the only question was which of the trio
was enjoying the three-way fucking more.
Cathy and Reena each had one hand between her own legs -- and the
other hands were busy between the others' legs. How much more depraved
could Julie get, both wondered.
And Cathy was thinking: Her tits aren't that much bigger than mine
and look at the fun she's having! I wanna do that!
Julie briefly pulled her mouth off Billy's cock and looked up at
him, her face crazed, her red hair flying as she banged her cunt down on
Mike's big dick and absorbed the impact of his flailing hips. "I want --
un! -- want you to -- un! -- cum in my mouth -- un! -- and drown me in
-- un! -- your cum -- UN! UN! OOOH YEAH! OH YEAH! BIG DICK! FUCK-UH!
FUCK-UH!"
She jammed his prick back into her mouth and held on to his hips
for dear life as Mike slammed up at her with his surprising schlong.
Reena and Cathy could see her abdomen contract and ripple as she came
and watched her sucking so hard on Billy's dick that her cheeks were
indrawn till they could discern the outline of his prick.
Billy was pumping his hips faster and faster. His fingers tangled
in her red hair and pulled her face onto his cock. Julie seemed to
surrender herself to his face fucking and then she was gulping and
swallowing as his young balls tightened and he poured his jism into her
hot, sucking mouth. When he finally pulled away from her, his cock
swinging limp, she half-collapsed onto Mike. From her slack lips poured
viscous glob of white cum.
Georgie, his dick resurrected, leaned close to her and whispered
while he pulled his pud. She shook her head drunkenly and mumbled
something in reply. He grimaced, then nodded and straightened, turning
to Hank.
"Hey, man, she wants you to fuck her ass while she sucks me."
Hank stared stupidly.
"But Mike -- "
"No," George explained. "She wants you to fuck her ass while she
fucks Mike. She wants us to fuck every hole she's got. Man, she wants to
be a fucking slut sandwich!"
CHAPTER SIX
Cathy and Reena were electrified and somewhat horrified. They'd
heard whispers about ass-fucking and the prospect had sounded weird and
disgusting, at best, and probably painful, too. But to get it in the
butt and in the pussy and suck a guy at the same time? Was such a thing
possible?
"Oh, baby, you are so hot, so fucking hot," Georgie said to Julie.
Her slender hips undulated and her hard little ass rose and fell as she
pumped languidly, drunkenly, over the Chinese teenager's outsized prick.
"Hank, go get some butter out of the refrigerator," Georgie
instructed.
Hank stripped off his pants and complied, his dick leading the way
to and from the wet bar in the basement rec room. Georgie was stepping
up alongside the banquette where Julie continued to work her cunt slowly
over Mike's thick nine-inch tool. She pushed herself up on her arms and
turned her head to the side so Georgie could feed her the swollen knob
of his cock. Her eyes were half-closed, her glorious red hair was a
tangled mess and her nipples looked ready to pop right off her small,
hard tits.
"Yeah, baby, yeah," Georgie moaned as she sucked and licked his
glans. "Grease her and you up real good, Hank. Her ass is the tightest
thing you've ever dreamed of!"
Julie moaned and held her hips almost still as Hank began lubing
her asshole with the butter. Her cheeks were so tight and hard that he
could barely reach the puckered opening between, and when he did, he
said, "Shit! I can hardly get my finger in her ass! I'll never get my
cock in there!"
Julie pulled her mouth off Georgie's cock and muttered, "You
better! Or don't I make you hard enough, huh? Don't you think I'm pretty
enough or sexy enough, huh? You don't get hard enough 'cause my tits are
too small for you, huh? I want you to fuck my ass, bust my butt wide
open so you'll always know who's the hottest, sexiest bitch in Queens!
Do it!"
Georgie guided her mouth back to his saliva coated dick. "Easy,
baby, easy, sugar," he crooned, trying to mollify her. "You gotta know
you're the sexiest babe in the nabe -- yeah, suck it -- 'cause look
what's happening here, honey....Oh, yeah! Four guys were here with four
girls, but who do all the guys want? You! How much do they want you? So
much each one is hard just to get a share of you -- yeah! Suck it! Suck
it hard!"
Julie was eagerly pumping her face over his stiff cock now, her
cheeks hollowing on the outstrokes as she maintained a fierce, expert,
enthusiastic suction. Her legs parted and she brought them up higher, so
her knees were alongside Mike's hips and her ass was presented in clear
invitation as Hank clambered awkwardly up on the cushions.
The two peepers in the closet had an excellent view as Hank guided
his throbbing prick into place again Julie's asshole. They heard someone
-- Georgie? -- tell Mike to hold still for a minute. The big, fat cock
stopped moving in Julie's crammed twat and Hank tried to budge his
butter-coated glans into Julie's butter slicked asshole.
Again and again, he pressed down. The puckered hole would spread
some, then stop and his dick would start to bend before sliding off the
mark.
"Grab her butt, man, pull it open!" Georgie instructed, and Mike's
hands came up to grasp Julie's smooth, taut cheeks. He pulled her
buttocks wide and this time, Hank succeeded in wedging just his tip
halfway into the constricted opening.
Hank growled and pushed again. Julie's asshole seemed to implode --
and then it looked like it was sucking his glans inside.
Groans from all. "So fucking tight!" Hank exclaimed. "Shit!"
"Yeah, baby, suck, suck, suck..." Georgie moaned.
"I'm gonna cum soon," Mike muttered, his hips bucking, his big
prick moving in and out of Julie's widely stretched little red-furred
cunt.
"Give her all of it, Hank -- she wants it!" Georgie instructed.
"Don't you, honey?"
Julie moved her hips slightly, pressed her butt up at the ass-
fucking health club instructor behind her. Hank responded by slowly
powering all six inches of his hard cock into her small asshole.
All four of them groaned, Julie's muffled somewhat by the hard cock
in her mouth. She seemed to lose the strength in her arms and started to
collapse atop Mike, but he and Georgie managed to prop her up until she
could hold her own weight.
Cathy and Reena couldn't see anything of Julie's double-stuffed
holes; both were obscured by Hank's down-thrust hips.
Julie pulled her mouth off Georgie's cock to moan, in a deep,
guttural voice, "Oh, I feel so fucking stuffed! Fuck me good!"
Hank pulled up and back slowly, till just his knob was inside, and
the spies saw the most amazing sight: Julie's little asshole was
stretched around Hank's hard meat while below, Mike's huge prick was
visibly throbbing her cunt.
Mike and Hank began pumping inside the lean redhead, obviously
straining from the tightness of their receptacles. Julie was thrashing
her hips between them, vibrating her ass and cunt on their cocks. She
was obviously getting off on having two guys sandwich her while she
sucked off her date. For a few minutes, the only sounds in the room were
moans, grunts and the slushy noise of Mike's large dick churning Julie's
cunt.
But as she came harder and harder, Mike let out a pathetic groan and
arched up. Cathy and Reena could see his big balls jerk upward and lurch
beneath the base of his wide dick, and then they saw the jism begin
squeezing out around Julie's labia.
"Awwww fuck!" Hank yelled. Feeling his pal's dick twitch against
his through the membrane separating ass from cunt was the last straw.
The heat and tightness of her ass and the convulsing of her sphincters
on his prick had nibbled away at his self-control and the sheer lewdness
of what they were doing had stripped a big chunk -- but this was too
much.
He rammed his prick into Julie's asshole till only his balls showed
and poured a load of hot cum into her. Julie was flopping around between
the two cumming cocks as if she were having a fit -- and then Georgie
started spurting into her mouth. She completely lost it then.
Julie went wild, cumming and cumming. She got Georgie's first shot
in her mouth, but then as she screamed and thrashed, she collapsed onto
Mike. Georgie grabbed his prick and jerked hard, firing three long shots
of sticky semen on Julie's face and hair, splattering some onto Mike.
Cathy realized that she and Reena were both close to cumming from
the sight of the outrageous quartet and the feel of their own fingers
and each other's rubbing their little pussies. Cathy knew she'd be
unable to be totally silent, so she turned her head and mashed her mouth
over Reena's. That did it for the two 18 year olds, too.
Of course, it also meant they didn't see Hank pull his cock out of
Julie's cum- and butter-soaked asshole, or the way Julie continued
writhing atop Mike's slowly shrinking prick.
But they recovered in time to watch Georgie be almost tender. Julie
had finally been hit by all the alcohol and the sex; she'd passed out.
Georgie gently raised her into his arms, her semen soaked red-haired
pussy finally releasing Mike's thick penis with an audible slurp. He put
one arm under her knees and the other under her back and carried her
carefully up the stairs from the basement orgy site.
"I don't fucking believe that just happened," Hank commented as he
used a paper towel to wipe his drained dick.
"Me, neither," Mike agreed. He imitated Hank's movements, then
pulled his pants on and stuck his limp, but still surprisingly large,
cock inside.
The basement door opened. Reena and Cathy heard Georgie call down,
"Hey, guys, I think it's time to call it a night."
"Cool," Hank replied, slipping his Nikes back on.
"And you're not gonna tell anyone about it either, right?"
Mike, Hank and Billy agreed, then started up the stairs. Cathy and
Reena waited till the basement light went off and the door closed before
releasing long breaths. They waited till they heard a car pull away
before standing on trembling legs and leaving their hideout.
"Can you believe anyone could be such a slut?" Reena blurted.
"I couldn't believe how big Mike's thing was!"
"And the way she sucked him down and loved it!"
"That was so hot!" Cathy said. "She had all four of those guys
crazy for her! Wow! And she just kept cumming all the time, even when
Hank put it in her little butt!"
"Mmmmmm," Reena agreed. "She *did* cum a lot..." She looked at her
friend in the dark basement. "Betcha I can make you cum that much."
"Betcha can't either!"
They giggled and crept up the stairs from the basement, then made
their way up the darkened hallway to the second floor, where the
bedrooms were.
There was still a light under Julie's door. They became even more
quiet when they heard the voices from the room.
"C'mon, just once more..." Julie was whining.
"Can't, babe. You already drained my nuts so dry I'll be pissing
dust for a week."
"Then just stay with me tonight..."
"With your step-sis and Gizmo next door? You nuts?"
"Maybe Reena will see us and get some ideas, you'd like that,
wouldn't ya? Huh? Pleeease?"
"Gotta go, babe. I'll look in on you tomorrow."
"Then get me my toys."
"Where -- "
"Shoebox in the closet, top shelf."
Sound of door opening, boxes moving, then door closing.
"Which one?"
"All of 'em... Hey, one's missing!"
"I sure as shit don't have it. You got three there, now -- "
Low buzzing noise, then: "Ahhhh, yeah. Unh-unh-unh -- Hey, get the
light on your way out, okay? Unh-unh-unh-unnnnnh -- "
"Sure thing. G'night, babe."
Cathy and Reena barely scurried into Reena's room before Julie's
light went out and her door opened. Inside, they listened in silence to
Georgie's footsteps down the stairs...and then heard the moaning and
yelps from Julie's room.
Reena pulled the drapes closed, locked her door and then turned on
the lights.
"Guess what I have?" she challenged, grinning.
Cathy waited, lips parted and dry, eyes gleaming, pussy damp.
Reena nodded. She reached into her own closet, opened a garment bag
and from within removed Julie's missing vibrator.
"Betcha I *can* make you cum that much!"
Cathy began to pant as she pulled the sweatshirt over her head...
CHAPTER SEVEN
"You're soooo wet!" Reena breathed. Her eyes were half-closed, her
precocious tits heaving beneath her sweatshirt.
Cathy's little panties were beyond damp. The tricot was soaked and
coated her tiny, throbbing pussy. She saw Reena's fingers twitch toward
her wet panties, then hesitate. Cathy reached down and took her best
friend's trembling fingers and led them to cup her pubis. She pressed
Reena's hand against her cunt, squeezing her slim, gymnast's thighs
around the fingers to hold them there. She sighed as Reena began to move
her fingertips gently against her pussy.
Reena pushed her fingers up, against Cathy's swollen labia. The
tiny girl's eyes fluttered closed as she ground her clitoris against the
heel of her friend's hand. She was close to orgasm already, her nipples
standing up like pencil erasers.
She opened her eyes as Reena began slowly folding to her knees in
front of her. When Reena fastened her lips on one small, stiff nipple,
Cathy made a soft moaning noise. The moan got louder when Reena withdrew
her hand and her lips began murmuring across Cathy's taut stomach and
abdomen. Reena leaned into her, forcing her back a step. Cathy's knees
hit the edge of the bed. Then Reena was reaching behind her to drop the
vibrator atop her bedspread.
A moment later, Cathy was shuddering with pleasure and anticipation
of more to come as she felt Reena's hands on the waist of her panties.
As Reena drew them lower, her tongue and lips would explore the taut
musculature of the little gymnast's flat abdomen. When the panties were
no more than a small, bunched, soaked line of tangled cloth around the
tops of her thighs, Reena pushed her backward and Cathy let herself sit
on the edge of the bed.
Reena skimmed the panties off her completely and then thrust her
mouth between Cathy's legs. She slurped the pudgy little labia and drove
her tongue as far as she could up into the minuscule opening of the
small girl's cunt. Cathy had to put her hands behind her to brace
herself upright.
When Reena began brushing Cathy's clitoris with the tip of her
tongue, Cathy felt the pleasure suddenly become uncontrollable. She
locked her thighs around Reena's head and bucked her little pussy into
the larger girl's mouth. Great, gasping convulsions wracked her tiny
twat and she barely stifled her sobs of pleasure and release. It went on
and on until she couldn't bear it.
Cathy tugged Reena's face from her still spasming snatch and
gasped, "Me -- too! Together!" She tugged at Reena's sweatshirt, her
face almost slack with lust. Reena stood, stripping off the garment and
revealing her glorious, precocious tits in all their firm, heaving
beauty. Cathy couldn't resist. She leaned forward and suckled hungrily
at Reena's left nipple while one hand snagged Reena's panties, drawing
them down her legs while her fingers caressed Reena's firm ass. Her
other hand was roving over the rest of Reena, inflaming the bigger
preteen with every touch.
Cathy pulled Reena onto the bed and pushed her onto her back. She
licked her way down over Reena's upthrust 18-year-old tits, over her
smooth belly, over her quivering abdomen and right to the crease of her
thighs. She inhaled the lush aroma of Reena's prolonged arousal and
thrust her face into the wet slit between her swollen, barely downed
little cunt. Reena's clitoris was already enlarged and protruding from
beneath its little hood -- protruding, in fact, clearly from her labia.
She felt Reena pulling her leg over her face and then she was
happily settling her little pussy onto Reena's eager mouth and she
fastened her lush lips lightly about the swollen bud of Reena's
clitoris.
Reena's hips began to undulate immediately, rolling movements that
had Cathy twisting her head to follow. Her own narrow hips were
beginning to quiver again as Reena clasped her buttocks in both hands
and dragged Cathy down onto her mouth all the more urgently. The
movement shifted the mattress and Cathy felt something hard and cold and
plastic roll down the slope of the mattress and hit the side of her leg.
She immediately registered what it was, even as another orgasm began.
Cathy reached back and her fingers found and grasped the vibrator,
never missing a lick with her tongue even as the orgasm shook through
her and immediately began to build.
Somehow she found the strength and coordination to bring the
vibrator around. Reena had bent her knees to put her feet flat on the
bed. Cathy reached beneath her thighs and took the vibrator in both
hands as Reena began bucking more urgently.
The vibrator was only six or seven inches long and no more than an
inch or so thick. When Cathy twisted the base, it began to hum. The more
she twisted, the more it shook.
As Reena began to grunt in orgasm, Cathy let the vibrating tip of
the device rest against Reena's puffed-up pussy, making contact just
below Cathy's clit-gripping lips.
Reena completely lost control. Howling into the muffling moistness
of Cathy's labia, Reena jabbed her hips up at Cathy's mouth, then down
at the vibrator. Cathy pressed the tip inside just a little bit and
Reena's hips immediately began a fucking motion, as if trying to grab
more of it.
Cathy pushed more of the vibrator into her girlfriend's hungry
cunt, maybe an inch, then felt the obstruction. She hesitated -- and
while she paused, Reena hunched down and drove all but two inches of the
vibrator into herself. Cathy felt Reena stiffen -- with pain? -- and
carefully began withdrawing the toy.
She continued lapping at Reena's clitoris and pussy. After a few
minutes, when Reena seemed to have relaxed a bit, Cathy started slowly
working the vibrator in and out of her. Reena's movements took on a
different quality. Her hips moved now as if she were fucking back at a
cock and her resumed oral attention to Cathy's minuscule cunny soon
convinced the tiny Chinese girl that Reena's pain had been brief and
transient.
Cathy's pleasure grew almost in pace with the pussy pounding she
was giving Reena with the vibrator. In minutes, both girls were groaning
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