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Subject: Seducing JoAnn (15yo boy/12yo boy/11yo girl)
Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2004 14:07:12 -0500
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Seducing JoAnn
When I was growing up, a boy named Mike came to live near me, and we became
good friends. In a slow, almost innocent way, we also became physically
involved with each other. Shortly after I turned 15 (Mike was about 13 at
the time), we started having full-blown sex. But that is another story...
Although Mike and I enjoyed each other, we each had our eyes on girls, too.
We would often talk about them, even at the end of one of our steamy
afternoons together. (ESPECIALLY then! It always seemed like having sex
with each other just made us even hornier.) There was a neighborhood girl
(her name was Janine) that Mike thought was cute, while I was getting
interested in Mike's developing sister, JoAnn. She and Janine were about
the same age (11), and although Janine was probably the prettier of the
two -- she had ivory skin, long, dark hair and a pert little nose -- there
was something about JoAnn that grabbed me. Maybe it was those big,
flirtatious eyes that peered up at you, making you wonder what was on her
mind. I found myself thinking about her more and more.
One afternoon, I decided to see if we could each get somewhere with our
female fantasies. Mike had ridden over on his bicycle to spend some time at
my place. (By this time, we had moved across town, and since I often had
the house to myself while my mom worked, it was the ideal place for us to
get together.) We had our usual good time, and as we lay side-by-side on my
bed afterwards - pretty well spent for the day -- I put the question to him.
"Mike, do you think you could get Janine and JoAnn to come over with you,
next time?"
"I don't know," he replied thoughtfully. "JoAnn already likes you, but
Janine hardly knows I exist." (JoAnn used to hang around a lot in the old
days, when Mike and I were just playing like ordinary kids. She had even
been involved in some of our early "show-and-touch" games, until Mike and I
discovered how much we liked it one-on-one.) "Yeah, but the two of them are
best friends," I said. "If you can get JoAnn to come over, Janine will
follow. Think of the fun we could have!" I was starting to get hard again,
just thinking about it, and Mike noticed. "Yeah, we could show them a thing
or two," he said, reaching over to fondle me. I reciprocated by taking
ahold of Mike's own progressing erection, and we languidly stroked each
other, both musing over the possibilities.
A few days later, Mike came through. The three of them pulled up on their
bikes, and I let them in. Mike had a sly grin on his face, and I winked at
him, knowing we were in for an interesting afternoon!
Neither girl had been to this house before, so I was obliged to give a quick
tour. I saved the bedrooms for last (I actually had two rooms to myself),
and we all sat and talked for a bit in one of them. After a few minutes, I
offered to get everyone a drink, which they eagerly accepted, and I asked
JoAnn to help me with them. She gladly came along, leaving Mike and Janine
alone for a few minutes. Down in the kitchen, as we poured four sodas, I
told JoAnn, "It's good to see you again. I've missed you."
Smiling at me, she said, "You have? Really? 'Cause I've missed you, too."
I opened my arms to give her a hug, and she came to me immediately. "I used
to see you every day," I went on. "I never realized how much I liked that,
until you weren't there anymore." I stroked her hair and gave her a squeeze
for emphasis, then pulled back and kissed her lightly on the forehead. She
blushed, but she was obviously enjoying the attention. "Let's take these
drinks upstairs, then let's see if we can do some catching-up, just you and
me," I said, giving her butt a light pat before letting her go.
As we came to the extra bedroom, I told her to wait inside for me. I gave
her my drink and delivered the other two to the room where I had left Mike
and Janine. They were talking quietly, and Mike had his hand on her knee,
slowly stroking it, a little further up each time. Well, good luck, old
pal, I thought. It appeared that he and Janine were going to hit it off,
after all. In any case, he was on his own, because I had my own plans for
the next hour or two!
JoAnn was waiting for me, sitting on the sofa that was the main piece of
furniture in that room. I sat next to her, putting an arm around her. She
snuggled up to me, and we just sat like that for a few minutes. We chatted
quietly about what had been going on in the old neighborhood, which
truthfully didn't interest me a whole lot, but it got us talking.
Eventually I asked her, "Do you remember those games we used to play, where
you took off some of your clothes, and showed us what girls looked like down
there?" She blushed deeply, but I gave her a squeeze to show her it was
okay, that this was a good memory. "Yeah," she said. "I'm sorry, I was
pretty young."
"I'm not sorry," I said. "And you're still pretty, just not as young."
This brought another blush and a smile, and I began to stroke her shoulder.
"You know what? It would be really special if you'd do that again, just for
me."
"But that's embarrassing!" she giggled. "It's one of the nicest memories I
have," I told her. "Besides -- " and I gave her a little grin " -- if you
show me yours, I'll show you mine." She laughed at that, but she snuggled
even closer, and I hugged her.
I pulled out a blanket to cover us, allowing JoAnn to retain whatever
modesty she wanted. She seemed grateful for this, but she accepted the idea
of what we were doing. After all, we had done it before, and this was more
private than the curious threesomes and foursomes back then. Under the
blanket, she shyly began to pull down her shorts, then her panties, and then
turned to lie lengthwise on the couch, pulling the cover with her. "Now
you," she said, "it's only fair." I did the same thing, stretching out next
to her. The exciting warmth of JoAnn's naked skin was against mine, and she
quivered slightly. I took ahold of her hand, intertwining our fingers.
"Can I look at you and touch you, the way we did before?" I asked. "Yes, but
only under the blanket, for now," she said. "And no tickling!" I promised
her I wouldn't try to tickle her, if she'd do the same when it was her turn.
Then I slipped my head under the cover to take my first look at JoAnn's
young body in several years. She had grown some, of course... she was no
longer the little seven-year-old we had gaped at curiously. Her pussy-lips
had begun to fill out, and there were a few first virginal hairs growing. I
began to touch her, first on the thighs to get her accustomed to me, then
closer to her inviting young sex. "Even nicer than I remembered," I told
her, which brought another giggle. I gently spread her knees apart, to get
a better look at her inner development. When I touched near her clitoris,
she shuddered. "Not used to those nice new feelings, eh?" I asked her.
"No!" she said, a little huskily. "Sometimes it feels good like that when I
pull on my panties, and I don't know why."
"It's because you were missing me as much as I missed you," I said, and I
pressed the palm of my hand against her there. She shuddered again, harder,
and moaned softly. As I held her, I slipped a finger down through her
moistening lips and slid it partway into her tight, virgin hole, caressing
her there to complement her new-found clitoral pleasure.
Eventually, JoAnn demanded her turn. The first thing that startled her was
that I had pubic hair... something she had felt was odd about her own body.
She was fascinated by it, running her fingers through it over and over.
"Will mine get like that?" she asked. "Eventually," I told her. "It'll
probably take until you're about 14." When she moved on, finally, she
commented with awe in her voice, "You've gotten a lot bigger..." I laughed,
realizing she had never seen me with a full hard-on before. I'm not overly
well-hung, but she was 11 and it probably did look huge to her. "Actually,
it's just right," I said. "Just right for what?" she asked. "For you," I
replied. "Touch it... I want to feel your hands on me again." She obliged,
exploring me gently but thoroughly, while I basked in the moment.
After a bit I said, "You know, there's something totally new, here, that
we're both forgetting. You've been developing up there." I reached over to
touch her small breasts. "They're not much yet," she said poutily. "Why
not let me be the judge of that?" I said, undoing her blouse. As I finished
and she lay exposed beside me, I got my first look at her young chest, her
perfect little mounds with their beautiful nipples. "They look pretty nice
to me," I said, and I began to stroke one of them, which got her moaning
softly again. When I leaned over and began to suck the other one, she began
to breathe raggedly. She put her hand behind my head and pressed me tightly
to her chest, obviously wanting more of this. I reached my other hand back
down between her legs, gently sliding my middle finger all the way into her
hot, wet hole this time, and using the heel of my hand to press against her
clit. JoAnn moaned softly and started to run her fingers through my hair as
she held me to her. She began moving her hips and pressing harder against
me, soon putting her free hand over mine to help me pleasure her. I drank
in the smell and feel of her -- the light sheen of sweat on her smooth,
young body, her wetness in my hand -- and I decided I didn't care how long
we took, this was heaven in itself. I wanted JoAnn to reach a full climax,
though, so I kept sucking and caressing her until she finally clamped down
hard on my finger, the spasms of her very first orgasm wracking her young
body. She gave a little cry of ecstasy, as she hung onto me for dear life.
After she had ridden it out, I told her I had something new I wanted to try.
"Did that feel good to you?" "Oh, yes!" she gasped. "Well, you could make
me feel that way, too, if you want. Climb on top of me, and I'll use myself
to rub against you. That way, we can both feel good together." By this
time, JoAnn was eager to try anything, so she sat up, then swung her leg
over me. As the blanket fell away (her self-consciousness gone), she
straddled me and carefully lowered her hot, young body onto me, centering
her hairless slit on my reclining dick. Her wet, quivering pussy lips
quickly enfolded me, and the rush of heat was almost more than I could
stand.
I had JoAnn brace herself by holding onto my shoulders, and she started to
slide back and forth, her hot slipperiness lubricating us both. The smell
of our combined sweat and her awakening juices was intoxicating, and just
then I thought she must be the sexiest creature alive. I reached up with
both hands and began squeezing her breasts again, but I suddenly realized I
couldn't take much more... and that I didn't want to shoot off all over my
stomach! I wanted to be inside her when I came.
"Come down here to me," I said breathlessly, getting JoAnn to stop rubbing
me before I could shoot prematurely. She lay down on top of me, as I pulled
her toward my face, and suddenly, my throbbing dick was up between her
thighs. Reaching down over her soft little ass, I guided its head back into
her young pussy-lips and found the entrance to her love-hole. She was as
ready for this as I was, but she was still only 11, so I knew I had to be
gentle. But I was consumed with desire, my dick aching to be inside this
little girl's cunt, and I started pushing myself into her as quickly as I
dared. Her full heat took ahold of me, as the head of my dick slipped
inside. The pleasure of my finger-fucking was fresh in JoAnn's mind, and
she immediately figured out what we needed to do to bring this home for both
of us. She began pushing too, and with four or five strokes I sank deep
between her legs, her heat like fireworks with each thrust. Suddenly, she
had me all the way into her hot, hungry body, her young cunt stretched
tightly around me. JoAnn put her arms around me and held on tight, and I
grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed her against me. We were lost in each
other, the pleasure overwhelming us both. My dick was just bumping into her
cervix, but JoAnn was too high on this new level of pleasure to be concerned
about any minor discomfort. We started to pump, slowly at first, then hard
and fast, bringing us both to a climax within seconds. But we continued to
lie there locked together for a long time, until our hearts quit racing.
Afterward, I took JoAnn's chin and gently turned her face toward me. I had
to pull her upward an inch or two, to make our lips meet, but then we kissed
more tenderly than I've ever kissed anyone, before or since. We lay like
that for some time, breaking only to promise ourselves this would all happen
again, and soon. We would be lovers, from that day forward.
That thought brought me back to Mike, who (unknown to JoAnn) had also been
my lover for quite awhile. I suggested we check on him and Janine in the
other room, so we tiptoed down the hall to listen. From the sounds coming
from that doorway, the two of them were enjoying each other pretty well,
just at a slightly slower pace. A little gasp of pleasure from Janine made
JoAnn and I both feel like voyeurs, so we tiptoed back to our own room
again. We were both only half-naked from our groping and then frantic
humping, so we decided to take off the rest of our clothes, cuddle up under
the blanket, and see what else we were capable of. Mostly, the rest of the
afternoon passed with simple kissing and fondling. (I had a brief stab of
regret that, due to our "playing doctor" approach, JoAnn had actually been
screwed before she had her first kiss. She turned out to be very good at
making out.)
Mike and Janine finally showed their faces, and we went downstairs for
another round of sodas. Mike and I quietly and secretly compared notes on
how the day went, but we couldn't talk much with the girls there. We
arranged to get together on our own the next day, so we could talk in more
detail... and maybe bring some new experiences to my bed. It looked as if
we now each had two lovers -- one of each sex!
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