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Angel's Adventures 3 (Fg, ff, FgM, MFg, Mg, FMmg, Fm, fffff,
medical fetish, gyno, gynecological fetish)
Chapter Three
By PlanetDweller
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Summer vacation was coming to a close and in one
way I was sad of course but in more than other
ways I was also glad. Glad I'd be seeing old friends
that I hadn't really seen much of over the summer,
not with my new life and swinging life-style that I'd
become a part of the past couple of months taking
up so much of my free time now. And I'd be in the
Eighth Grade. Wow.
No social for Raleigh Friends swing club was
planned for the first weekend in September since it
was Labor Day and all, and just as well. I wanted to
do well in school and I knew it was going to be hard
to get good grades and keep up an active swinging
dating life as well which I enjoyed, a lot. School had
to come first. Dad had always said he'd completely
pay for college if I got the grades to get in. Where
was Dad anyway? Hadn't even heard from him in
over a year, had sent some me and Squirt and
Shithead presents yeah but not even a card at
Christmas or my birthday.
The Wednesday night "bridge game" with Mom and
Aunt Susan and Uncle Sam had become kinda
boring and I had more or less stopped going. Mom
and Aunt Susan just wanted to be alone with each
other most of the time during and Uncle Sam while
a nice guy just wanted to tie me up and spank me
then fuck me and while he is my uncle he is kinda
boring. Mom and Aunt Susan always made a point
of including me for a little while at the end before
we'd leave to come home but I could fool around
with Mom anytime and Aunt Susan while pretty and
fun out of bed was almost as boring in bed as her
husband my Uncle Sam was. Besides, I was getting
calls all the time from members of Raleigh Friends
and was getting more used to calling those I wanted
to swing with and didn't need "the bridge game" any
longer for group sex swinging fun.
The first day of school my best friend ever Betty
caught me in the hall as we shuffled along room to
room to make sure everything was cool with class
assignments.
"Hadn't heard from you in a couple of weeks."
"Yeah, I know Bet', I'm sorry, been busy" I replied
as we made our way down Hall C in the Brown
Building to the Little Girl's Room before we had to
go our separate ways in five minutes to different
classrooms, her for her math and me for my history
one.
"Yeah, but best friends are supposed to tell each
other everything. And I bet you've swung with
someone new or some new couple and haven't told
me yet" as we eased our way around the smelly
freshly-painted walls that made us snake around a
bit in an S-shape offering privacy to the girl's
bathroom without actual doors being in the way.
"Well, maybe" me smiling as we popped open a
door to share a stall together, she pulling her pants
and panties down to pee, a slightly bloody sanitary
pad atop her panties around her ankles.
"Wanna tell me about it?" she wiping herself and
then putting on a fresh pad while tossing the used
one into the stall receptacle.
"Maybe later, I'll call."
"No, come by the house, we can compare class
schedules and I want to talk to you about me and
Bobby some more. Need to pee?"
"Nah, I'm fine" I helping her up and into my arms
where I put my lips on hers and we kissed for a
minute before some other girl started beating on
the door wanting the stall as the commode flushed
and so did our faces.
"See you around sometime later tonight then?"
"Yeah, probably around eight, after homework,
okay?" as we re-adjusted our book bags and made
our way quickly down Hall C as the bell for the next
period began.
Classes were nothing special, not really classes,
just registrations and making sure everyone was
where they were supposed to be. At least I got my
Advance Placement placement in Mrs. Moore's
history class, the school being a so-called Gifted &
Talented Magnet School and offered advanced
classes in all subjects to all grade levels if your
grades were good enough. I liked Mrs. Moore. She
was the one who somehow noticed I had always
gotten either "A's" or "A+'s" in all my history
classes and suggested to me and Mom that I apply
for her advanced placement class. If I got an "A" in
her class this year, I wouldn't have to take a single
history course until my junior year in high school.
And if I got an "A", I could then take a special
course next summer and if I passed that could skip
high school history classes altogether and then
they'd try to let me take some college-level history
courses at nearby 'State instead. Cool.
Mom was late from work, again, so she took us all
out to McDonald's for supper which was crowded
and noisey. Oh well. Then home. Me and Shithead
brother Bobby and baby sister Squirt all worked on
our first day homework assignments while Mom
worked on her own, spreading papers out on the
couch in the living room while the TV played softly
and worked on her stuff intently, paying us no mind
as we did our own.
Damn! It was almost eight already and I had
promised Betty I'd be over. Shit. Me and Squirt
were doing our homework on the kitchen table, me
helping her with her math a little, while Bobby was
laid out in front of the TV which was now showing
some drag racing show on ESPN. I made my way
over to Bobby as Mom continued to pay us no mind.
"Remember that I told you Betty had a crush on
you?"
"Yeah, so? I don't wanna mess with her. I told you
that. She's too young."
"She's a year older than you and I'm just a year
older than you, remember, Shithead, and you
always wanna fuck me and even Squirt all the
time."
"But yeah, I'm fucking you and Squirt and Mom and
Aunt Susan and Aunt Mags a lot now."
"If you wanna fuck me or Mom in the future, you
might have to fuck Betty. She's a virgin and she has
a crush on you and wants you to be her first and
she's my best friend. Do we understand each other,
Dick-For-Brains?" my easy fist lightly popping his
shoulder as we lay on our stomachs together in
front of the tube.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"I'll make it worth your while, will try to get a
couple to invite you along when I go on one of my
dates soon. No promises, but I'll try. Deal?"
"Deal. And I wanna suck tonight."
"Oh, okay, deal. I need to go see her tonight and
will see how she wants to do this. When's your
basketball practice start?"
"Not for another couple of weeks. And thanks, Sis', I
do love you" a remark pretty much unfamiliar to me
coming from his lips.
"I love you too" my lips brushing his as I got up
from the floor "Mom, gotta go see Betty for a bit,
homework's done, be back by ten."
"Have fun Dear, tell her Mom I said hello."
"I will."
"So, my best friend, ready for the good news?" as
we plopped down on her bed together, my arm
coming to rest over her shoulder as we turned to
look at each other before swapping a couple of
quick kisses.
"Yeah. Shoot" he face looking deadpanned and a
little pained.
"You okay?" we scooting closer together.
"Yeah, just cramps a bit. Periods are a real pain
sometimes."
"Tell me about it."
"You and your Mom really do each other during your
periods? Doesn't it hurt?"
"Yeah, Mom, Aunt Susan, any of my girl lovers,
sure, periods or not makes no difference; nah, it
doesn't hurt, if anything, sex helps with cramps,
usually."
"Really?" she lightly kissing me again.
"Yeah, usually, really."
"Ain't it messy?"
"That's what washcloths and old towels are for."
"Hhhhhmmmm."
"Yeah, hhhhmmmm, yourself; watcha thinking
about?"
"I dunno. Just thinking."
"About?"
"I dunno. Bobby. If I really want to go through with
it."
"Hu?"
Silence for the longest moment as she flipped over
for a second to click on her stereo with the remote.
"Well, I still want to."
"Sure, good, Bobby's willing."
"But I made the mistake of telling my other best
friend, Rosa . . . "
"Yeah, I know her, so?"
"... and now Rosa wants to be with you and me and
Bobby when Bobby takes my cherry."
"Sheeessshhhhh!" I couldn't help but sigh.
"That ain't the half of it."
"Oh brother, what now?" my hand now lightly
caressing her smallish braless tit through her top as
we lay on the bed, she not paying my gropes any
mind.
"Rosa told our other friends Rae and Heidi and
Candy and now they all want to be there and watch,
too."
"Jesus Bet', why, why did she open her mouth like
that?"
"I don't know. Kinda just happened. They're all
virgins as well and want to see. I can understand, I
guess."
"Why do I have the feeling there's more?"
"Cause there is. Mom some how found out, I think
from Heidi, and now Mom and Dad both want to be
there as well."
"Jesus H. Christ Betty, I, I . . ."
"I know."
"I thought your Dad had never seen you naked."
"He hasn't."
"And he wants to be there when my shithead
brother pops your cherry? You've got to be kidding
me."
"I wish. I'm so embarrassed I could die. That's why
I'm thinking about not doing it, or maybe just lying
and doing it anyway and we three not telling
anyone."
"Well, that is an option. But I know you. Lying like
that especially to your Mom would just kill you."
"Yeah, it would."
"But you and your Mom have never fooled around,
right?"
"You know we haven't. Damn!" a look of sheer pain
coming over her face.
"What is it?" like I didn't know.
"Just a bad cramp. A whopper."
"Here, let me rub a little" my hand massaging below
her belly to the top of her pussy through her shorts.
"That's nice, Angel, thanks."
"That's what friends are for. So, whatcha gonna do
about losing your cherry?"
"Gotta ask you something first."
"Sure, shoot."
"Is group sex all it's cracked up to be? You've told
me a lot of what you've done and it sounds fun, but
I don't know."
"Well, you and Bobby having sex while others watch
and not participating is technically not group sex."
"Hhhmmm. Got a point there. But I've heard about
elementary school sex clubs and I dunno, was
thinking this might be a chance to start one at
Dunbar."
"Yeah, I have too" my hand now working its way
past her top and shorts to bare flesh, Betty enjoying
my touch "though I think they're usually just
suck-clubs."
"Yeah, that's what I heard too. But if you and I start
one, we make our own rules, right?"
"Yeah, we would. But don't usually most members
have sex with each other, even girls with girls and
guys with guys too?"
"Yeah, but if it's our club?"
"Yeah" my hand no longer shy, finding it's way
down her panties and to her pussy slick with her
menstrual blood, the back of my hand nestled next
to her stained Always pad as my finger entered her
tight little virgin cunny, finally, my first real sexual
touch of my best friend, ever, I swear.
"That's nice, Angel. Don't stop."
"I don't intend to" my smile beaming back at her
"let's get our clothes off, but shit, it's after
nine-thirty already, damn, need to be back home
shortly around ten."
"Just touch me like you're doing, please" her eyes
meeting mine as we kissed some more and more
and more as my single finger probed her bleeding
pussy and gently frigged my best friend.
"Ahhhh!" a look of pain coming over her face.
"Sorry! What did I do?"
"Nothing, just another cramp."
"Relax."
I pulled my blood-lubed finger out of her pussy and
began gently massaging her clit with it, she really
smiling and enjoying.
"Damn, that feels good."
"Uh-hu" as we kissed more.
I rubbed her clit some more but it was obvious she
wasn't going to come, not then.
"I hate to run but school is tomorrow" my finger and
hand now free from inside of her shorts as I offered
to share her essence on it with her.
"Ewwwww, that's geee-rosss!" she pulling away
from me and my hand bloody with her fluid as she
gently but sincerely pushed me away.
"No, it's not, it's part of you. Taste."
With a look of mild shock, she rolled back closer to
me and kissed me fully on the lips with my bloody
finger between our lips like a hotdog covered in
ketchup inside a mouth-lips bun, she kissing me
deeply as she licked her own essence off.
"Hhhmmm, not bad, not as gross as I thought."
"Told you."
"No, you didn't."
"Yes, I did" my other hand trying to tickle her ribs
as we rolled on the bed some and embraced and
kissed more still.
"Hate to run, my best friend, but got to; see you
tomorrow at school?"
"Like I'd be in Kalamazoo, hhhmmm?"
I didn't see her the next day, or the day after.
Finally, on Thursday, I caught up with her in the
hall.
"Jeez Betty, the first week of school and you missed
two days already?" I gently fussed at her as we
made our way down Hall A in the Green Building.
"Yeah, my period, my cramps were that bad. What
can I say? But my period's usually short, should
stop sometime tomorrow. Which is what I want to
mention to you. I've told Mom and Dad and Rosa
and all that Bobby's coming over tomorrow night to
take my virginity. Mom and Dad are making a
frigging party of the occasion for pete's sake. Do
you think you and Bobby coming over then will be a
problem?"
I couldn't help but shoot her a very scolding look.
Yeah, best friend and all, you could have picked up
the phone and called me to ask before actually
making plans.
"Yeah, best friend and all, you could have picked up
the phone and called me before making all these
plans. I do have a social life now, I do swing,
remember? But yeah, as far as I know, Bobby's free
and of course you know I'll be there" as I leaned in
to her to give her a friendly hug and lover's kiss not
caring that a hallway full of other kids could see me
do so.
"You're a true pal, I know you wouldn't let me
down. Gotsta' run, call me tonight and we'll finalize
things?" she peeling off to her next class as I speed
up to get to mine in time before the next bell.
++++++++++++++++++
Friday Night At My Best Friend's Virginity Losing
Party didn't happen after all, primarily because her
period got heavier the next day, Friday, instead of
lighter to the point of stopping like she had thought
it would and she didn't want to be on her period
when my brother took her virginity. Just as well. It
gave us more time to properly organize "The
Tongue Club", named after a pin as in lapel-type pin
that Betty found at Spencer Gifts at the mall that
the clerk there said the design had been on some
old Rolling Stones album cover she and I didn't
know of and hadn't heard but anyway the pins were
cheap, just a buck each, so we decided to make that
the official membership pin of our new elementary
school sex club.
I was getting really excited about "The Tongue
Club". I was spending probably too much time
concentrating on swinging with the members of
Raleigh Friends, all of whom were very much adults
except me. That made me popular, too popular,
maybe. And adults had a different, well, had
different sets of expectations of what they expected
from me, a thirteen-year-old than I did of them as
adults. Hard to explain. With "The Tongue Club", I'd
be with kids my own age who also enjoyed
multi-partner sex, oral sex, bondage sex, girl-girl
sex, period sex, all the kinds of sex that adults
normally enjoyed and expected from me, but
without all the seeming far-reaching expectations
adults sometimes placed on me without meaning to,
maybe.
Wednesday night. Another night filled with
homework, lots, so another night of taking care of
business while Mom went to Uncle Sam's & Aunt
Susan's for her fun. Wanted to play hooky and go
with her but had two tests tomorrow. Oh, well. Then
the phone. Oh, well.
"Angel? Is this Angel?" a friendly but high-pitched
and stressed voice chirped at me from some distant
end.
"Uh, yes? Who's this?"
"This is Joni Noah. From Raleigh Friends?"
Tried to rack my brain but nothing. Hadn't been to a
social for a month and a half, had only been to two
so far anyway, so not remembering one face among
one or two hundred previously met wasn't a big
deal.
"I'm sorry Joni but I don't remember you. What can
I do for you?" my adult-rap now sounding very adult
when I spoke with adults over the phone. Mom had
taught me well.
"We partied together in the Women's Room last
time, just you and me for five minutes after Cyn'
and some other chick and you and me created a
foursome chain for a while and then Cyn' and the
other one left. I stuck my tongue up yer' ass most
of the time we were together. Remember me now?"
a bit of wry giggle coming through the line. Yeah, I
remembered that tongue of hers but didn't
remember her face.
"Oh, yeah, oh Hi, Joni, sorry, yeah, I remember
you, whassup, Gyrlfriend?"
"Not much. Well, gotta be honest, 'been thinking
about you ever since then. Before you I had never
been with anyone un-fer eighteen. But you were
very, very special."
She was sweet. I could hear the sincerity in her
voice. Memory of her face then came to me. She
was dark and comely with lots of long curly almost
kinky hair and very beautiful, too.
"Thanks, you were very special too. So, why'ya
calling, wanna date?"
Silence. Damn. I was kidding but only half-so.
Didn't mean to insult or freak her. Most people who
are Raleigh Friends swinging social club members
call blind potluck to me only if they're looking to
date me which is perfectly okay since I can and
have said "no thanks" lots of times if I didn't want
to date them and have said "yes sure I'd be happy
to" if I did like them or find them attractive.
"Angel, I have a major problem with your age."
"Then, that's okay; look I have lots of homework
left to do, I'll see you at the next social and we can
party some then, okay? Bye."
"WAIT! Ahhhemmm, I mean, please, wait. Angel,
don't hang up. I didn't mean it like that. Don't hang
up, please."
"Okay Joni, I won't hang up, but seriously I do have
lots of homework to do, please make it short."
A pause more pregnant than a large maternity ward
then a whispered voice.
"When we were together at the social you touched
me in a place I didn't know I had. But I'm afraid of
getting caught, you are under the age of consent."
"And how many people, couples, men, women have
I been with at the social? They'd all get in trouble
bigtime if any single one did 'cause they were with
me. It's not an issue to me. Joni, I think you're very
pretty and if you'd like a date with me just ask, I'll
say yes."
"May I have a date with you this Thursday night,
Angel?"
"Yes, you may."
For some reason I felt butterflies in my stomach
just then. No idea why. But yeah, Thursday night
was good, since the first meeting of The Tongue
Club combined with Betty's De-Virgination Party at
her house was this coming Friday night and then
Harold and Karen and The Suddeths had kinda
conned me into helping some medical students and
some researchers out at UNC Hospital the following
day, Saturday, if I was going to receive some
decent money for my participating in both. Yeah,
Thursday was good. Lord knows when I would be
able to do my homework Thursday night but
Thursday was good.
"I guess I need to ask your Mom permission to ask
you out."
"Nah, you don't, it's okay, as long as I do my
homework and all, she's okay with me dating who I
want."
"Okay then, pick you at the address listed in the
directory as your Mom's address at eight?"
"Can we make it six-ish or so? It is a school night
for me."
She picked me up in her newish Durango with
flowers in hand for me and a bottle of wine for Mom
as well, Mom answering the door for me as I
finished getting ready, putting on a nice Zaraha top
over one of my new Bali bras with Auvour shorts
and a pair of decent but not expensive KittyKat
sandals, all of which Karen had bought for me on
another one of hers and mine shopping trips the
other month. She and Mom exchange pleasant hugs
and kisses and Mom thanked her for the wine as I
came to them in at the living room front door and
took the bouquet of mixed flowers from Joni and
asked Mom to put them in water for me and walked
out to her car with her close to me as she opened
the door for me like a nice guy would have.
She hadn't told me what her plans for the date were
and I really didn't care. She was pretty and sweet
and very sensual and I knew before the night was
over her tongue would be firmly in and up my ass
giving me all sorts of good pleasures like she had
done at the social the other month all over again.
Dinner at The Regardless Café was rushed if not
hurried, she telling me as we got there that "the
play" was going to start promptly at eight and we
needed not to dawdle to have time enough to drive
to Chapel Hill some twenty miles away to make it in
time to the theater. The salad was wilty, the
chicken dish whatever it was, was cold. She
sneaked me a glass of wine but even that tasted too
sweet and yucky.
"Threepenny Whore" written by Kashinky and
performed at the GodBitesMan Theatre by the
GodBitesMan Players was a bore, a real fucking
bore. Sure, it had caused a sensation a long time
ago when it first hit Broadway twenty years ago way
before I was ever born. But two naked guys
play-whipping a naked chick tied to a play-bed with
play-floggers as they screamed obscenities at her
was just beyond bee-oring. For it being my first
play, it was kinda like losing my theater-play
virginity to some dude with a two-inch cock who got
excited and came on the outside of my pussy before
he could even stick it in me.
We didn't get out of the theater until after eleven. I
still had homework to do. And I had a huge
headache, I think from the too-sweet wine at dinner
or from the boredom of the evening.
In her Silly Ugly Vehicle as we parked in my
driveway we just talked for a few minutes before
she told me she had a long day tomorrow too and
needed to go. That was it? No moves, no whispers
of wanting to come inside and use the bathroom so
she could try to make a move on me? Shit. How
pathetic. A real date with a real lesbian is usually
this fucking boring? Pathetic.
"It was fun Angel, thanks for being a sport, I know
you were suffering through the play, next time I
promise I more fun date, promise" as an Indigo
Girls CD played on her custom car stereo as we sat
next to each other up front in separate leather
bucket seats as I turned my head to face away from
her and look at Bobby and Jamie peering at me from
a crack in the living room window curtains.
"I don't think they'll be another date, Joni, sorry"
more honest words were never said by me.
"Oh, we'll see, good night my little Angel" and with
that she leaned over and planted a kiss on me like I
had never experienced up to that point and felt not
just the butterflies in my stomach come back but
actually felt my crotch getting wet almost
immediately as well and that was just from her lips
to mine and she didn't even try to slip her tongue in
my mouth like so many adult men and women do
but which I never liked having done to me unless
I'm very, very into either them or the sex at that
moment. Just lips to lips from Joni my date and it
was perfect. No, more than perfect.
"Well, okay, maybe one more date then, I'll call you
maybe next week, okay?" as I slipped out of the
Strange Unctuous Vehicle and barely felt my feet
touch the driveway and walkway as I made my way
into the house.
"Angel's in love, Angel's in luuu-uuuvvv!!!" both
Shirthead Brother and Little Sis chanted at me as
they came out from behind their spying spot near
the front bay window curtain.
"Oh, you two go screw yourselves, nah, c'mere,
come screw me, I'm horny as hell now, wanna play
some with your Older Sis', hu?" as we three made
our way back to my bedroom, actually mine and
Squirt's bedroom with Bobby in tow so I could show
them how much I truly loved them too. But yeah, I
dunno, maybe on the basis of that single kiss from
Joni, yeah maybe I had felt a spark of love.
+++++++++++++++
Friday night, THE Friday night, finally arrived the
next night. And yes in-deedy, Betty's parents had
made a true frigging party out of the occasion,
complete with balloons, lightly spiked punch, party
favors and I kid you not, a frigging clown, as in
some old dude in a clown costume who was there to
greet us all the door as we all made our way in and
he'd make us balloon animals and pull a somewhat
funny prank or two before doing some pratfalls and
slapstick routines, thinking it was a birthday party
or similar and having apparently no idea it was a
de-virginizing party for "the birthday girl" and the
first meeting of "The Tongue Club" too though the
sexy dress, if a bunch of young pubescent
nearly-post-pre-teen to early-teen girls can actually
dress and look and act sexy, could have given it
away.
Betty came down the stairs from her room dressed
in a pure white silk-like dress that fit her like a
glove and white shoes and white purse outfit that
was simply stunning. Bobby and JJ, JJ being the
brother of Joe who is Bobby's best friend who had
also incidentally taken my virginity a few months
back in a memorial scene with him and me and
Mom and I had been meaning to see JJ again as in a
date if just a fuck-date but had been too busy to but
tonight provided the perfect occasion to get
together with him, just dropped their jaws along
with their plastic cups full of Kool-Aid with a little
rum added for flavor to the floor when they
simultaneously saw her. Even our girlfriends
oohhhddd and ahhhhdddd. Time for the clown to
leave and no I didn't mean Shithead Brother Bobby
since he was the co-guest of honor and had to kinda
stay.
Patrick, Betty's father made busy with the
videocamera as Christine her mom took bunches of
photos with some old 35mm camera with a
self-winding gidget on the bottom of it that made a
loud distracting noise whenever she pressed the
shutter button.
Betty made her way down the stairs and walked
right over to me, planting a big kiss on my lips with
a "thank you, my very best friend, for being my
very best friend" whispered loud as her Dad zoomed
close in our kiss as I shrugged one shoulder and
glanced at Bobby to come over and join us, his lips
finding hers with mine and we three doing a very
adult triple-kiss as his hands lightly roamed over
her stunning dress to feel her up as our girlfriends,
Rosa & Rae & Heidi & Candace nee' Candy, along
with Bobby's best friend JJ came over to create a
nice group hug which Bet's parents almost went ape
over trying to capture all of.
"Ready my best friend? Shithead, I mean, Bobby,
you ready?" he smiling now that week-long pout
gone. Of course, I had to trade him a month's work
of suck-jobs from me whenever he wanted to get
him to take my best friend's virginity,
Commode-Breath thinking he was some kind of real
swinger because he could fuck me and Mom and
Aunts Susan and Mags respectively and others
whenever he wanted and thought Betty "beneath"
him somehow though I could tell the prospect of
fucking her and being a charter member of The
Tongue Club was beginning to please him.
"Bobby, I love you" Betty said through a hard
open-mouth kiss to him as I peeled away a little
and lead our group upstairs to Betty's parents'
bedroom where everything was to take place. Bobby
smiled back but didn't verbally reply.
Our girlfriends and Bet' and I had agreed on a more
or less script for tonight. As Bobby stood next to
Betty, they began kissing and undressing each
other. As they did that, I began kissing and
undressing Rae and Heidi and Candy and
encouraging them undress and start playing with
each other as well as me too. None of them had
ever so much as kissed another boy or girl but had
agreed that they really wanted to become
full-fledged members of The Tongue Club so they
knew what was expected of them. Well, Betty and
her best friend besides me Rosa had kissed a few
times but they had never gone any further than
that.
13-year-old Rosa was probably the prettiest of them
all to me while Heidi at age 14 was the most
developed with almost adult-woman-sized boobs
and more hair on her patch than I had even and
was on BC pills as well but had only had actual sex
a few times with one now-ex boyfriend a few
months back. Rae hadn't begun her periods at age
twelve even though her breasts had started
developing a few months back and Candy at age
eleven had a nearly flat chest but had been having
her periods for over a year and was having one
right then too, my fingers finding her Tampax Junior
string between her legs as I helped her out of her
cut-off tank top and clam diggers and she
unfastened my bra and helped me out of my panties
as well as I kissed her, her first kiss by a boy or
girl. JJ in the meantime found a chair off to one
corner and pulled out his cock and began slowly
masturbating to the scenes going on all around him.
In turn, I helped the rest out of what was left of
their clothes and kissed them and felt them up and
had them feel me up a little as I did. I put Rae's
mouth to one of my nipples and had her try to suck
on it a bit but her damn braces somehow caught
one of the bumps on that nipple and I yipped from
the surprise and pain for a second as Heidi tried to
kiss Rosa and Candy in a three-way kiss standing
near us but they were clumsy and it didn't quite
work. On the bed Bobby was now naked beside an
equally naked Betty, lightly stroking her as he
looked in her eyes and smiled at her as her Dad and
Mom scooted around the bed taking video and
photos of what was to be the most momentous
moment of their daughter's and my best friend's life
up to that point. Time to join them.
"Thanks, Sis, for tonight, I mean that, Betty's
sweet" he turning to look at me for a second as I
played with his cock a little it being very hard
already and leaned into to suck it as he leaned over
to suck on one her nipples.
"I love you, Bobby" Betty's eyes closing from the
nice sensation of Bobby's attention as he made his
way down to her crotch and opening it up began
giving her some head. Before the night was
through, everyone present would give her head as
well, we would all give each other head since that
was the core of The Tongue Club, giving of tongue
to any other member who asked for it. I made my
way up to her face and kissed her deeply on the lips
as Bobby spread her legs even wider and scooting
between them prepared to enter her as her Dad and
Mom took their positions closer in.
"I love you, my very best friend" my hand copping a
nice feel as Bobby began his light poke at her
vaginal entrance.
"I love you too, and Bobby, too . . . Bobby, I love
you . . . take it . . . take it now" and with that his
cock slipped almost too easily inside her and her
virginity was taken as I held her close in my arms
and Bobby leaned up to hug her close to him as
well. Perfect.
A hand touched my shoulder and I moved away for
a second so her Dad could get closer on the bed to
them and get some better video of his daughter's
facial ecstasy.
In the corner JJ was still sitting in the chair but was
now naked and still playing with his cock. I
motioned to him to come join us on the bed and
within thirty seconds I was flat on my back and his
cock was inside me. Nice. Betty looked over at me
just inches away from her and took my hand in hers
as my brother continued to fuck her and his best
friend's brother fucked me as well. We looked in
each other's eyes and smiled and then leaned over
for a nice kiss. Nicer still.
JJ was handsome if he was young. No, he wasn't as
good as a lot of the adult male lovers I had since he
first took my virginity but what he lacked in
experience he made up for with sweetness.
Bobby had Betty straddle atop him and then started
fucking her from behind which she complained was
hurting her a bit so instead of stopping like he
should he just sped up and tried to come quicker
instead as I know rode atop JJ letting him grope my
boobs and pull on my nipples as he wished. He
wasn't a bad lover at all.
Our girlfriends in the meantime were standing
around the bed watching very intently. Heidi was
groping Candy a little but otherwise they weren't
touching or kissing each other much. Betty's
parents continued to bop around the bed like a
couple of monkeys with cameras, capturing what
they could of their daughter's special time.
Bobby finally had his nice come, grabbing and
pulling Betty's waist to him as he fucked her hard
from behind like he always did when he fucked me
when I let him, her boobs now being felt by her
second-best-friend Rosa who had climbed up on the
bed with us.
And within a couple of minutes I started to feel JJ's
come coming soon so I rolled off and began to suck
him off, motioning all the girls to come over next to
me as JJ leaned back on his back on the bed and I
and the girls scooted between his legs and around
him. This was The Tongue Club, after all.
"Now, JJ's about ready to come. Remember our
rules: any member has to suck any other member
off who asks for it, and if it's a guy you have to
swallow when he comes and I know JJ wants a suck
from all of us, doncha' JJ?" he nodding his head an
eager "yes".
They all managed to get a little taste of his cock
before he spurted and spurted and spurted and I
had each one of them lick some fresh come off his
now-limping cock and off of the miscellaneous
splatters from bare flesh on me and them. You
couldn't have wiped the grin off his face with
cast-iron frying pan.
In the bed next to us, Bobby and Betty were now
laying together holding each other, just a' cuddling
and making cooing sounds to each other up a'
storm. Cool. They were happy. Time for "The
Initiations".
I had our girlfriends take their turn laying flat on
the bed in front of me as I would give them each
some head in turn and then JJ would do them next.
Kinda like a head-only conga line but that was
okay, was necessary. Candy was a little squeamish
about being on her period but I had explained to her
and the other girls too the week before that every
girl there was going to have to give head to every
other girl there periods or not as were all the guys
all two of them right now but with more to come
guys and more girls hopefully too so no big deal.
None of them seemed to really enjoy it but hey it
was their first time. And none of them seemed to
enjoy giving me head when it was my turn, well,
none except Candy, but they knew "the rules" and
did the best they could with me.
I hadn't noticed that Betty's parents while still both
filming non-stop had somehow both gotten naked in
the meantime as well. Bobby and Betty were now
leaned up against the headboard, his arm around
her shoulder as Patrick and Christine made small
talk with them both while their cameras continued
to roll. If I hadn't been in much more bizarre
circumstances in events past these past few
months, I would have thought that a tad bit
unusual.
I broke ranks and had our girlfriends give Bobby
and Betty sucks, just to make sure all were properly
initiated, and then had the two of them give us all
sucks in turn while Bet's parents filmed their
daughter and my brother doing so.
"Heidi, do you want to fuck?" JJ asked.
"No, not tonight, but maybe another night. Would
you like another suck?"
"Yeah, maybe you and Rosa do me a double-suck?"
"Sure."
I scooted around to the other side of my best friend
as she again leaned back against the headboard and
put an arm around her and pulled her close to me
and began kissing her and groping her not as my
best friend but as my lover. Bobby soon joined us as
did Rae, the four of us becoming a nice mass of
tongues and hands and boobs and cunts and one
cock while Patrick and Christine finally put their
damn cameras down and went downstairs for a
moment returning with snacks and drinks and all for
us all.
"A toast to our daughter on this the most special
day of her life, we hope it was as enjoyable for her
to do as it was for all of us present to be a part of"
her Dad just not knowing when to shut the fuck up
as we all leaned in as we lay sitting and laying and
lounging on the bed touching cheap plastic cups
together in some sort of mock toasting ritual.
"And from today on, our home is now the official
clubhouse for The Tongue Club" her Mom added as
she sat naked next to her equally naked husband at
the edge of our pile, that comment being
pre-planned by Betty and myself and her but our
girlfriends not knowing beforehand it bringing many
smiles as she finished "as long as the festivities
don't interfere with Betty's schoolwork, of course."
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Sunlight coming through the edges of the blinds in
Betty's upstairs window knifed into my eyes, waking
me up enough to where I could see her alarm clock
on the nightstand opposite me. 7:04 AM. Shit,
seven-o-four in the morning already, shit shit shit.
Harold and Karen were probably already at my
house honking for me. Shit, of all days I didn't
mean to oversleep. I peeled myself away from the
arm of Candy laid across my chest and moved Rae's
leg from atop mine and eased past Bobby's cock
near my face and quickly threw on my clothes and
darted out of Betty's house and made the usual five
minute walk from hers to mine in less than two
minutes running having forgotten my underwear in
the process but no matter.
Nope, they were a bit late themselves, just pulling
in the driveway as I jogged from around the back of
the house to the front door, Mom usually keeping
the backdoor double deadbolted for safety reasons
but the front door usually locked only with the front
door key. I know I had to look very tussled to them,
my hair and clothes a mess.
"Busy night last night, Angel?" Karen being just a
bit more than a bit more sarcastic than usual or
necessary as they came in close behind me up the
short front porch stairs with clipboards and other
stuff in hand "if you had sex last night which it
looks like you did more than a few times please go
douche yourself, we'll wait but we need to rush,
we're all apparently running late, let me go find
Kate, Harold you help her, we need to rush."
Harold helped me out of my clothes in Mom's
bathroom as I found the one remaining douche in
the whole house underneath her lavatory cabinet
and quickly did the squirt-thingy inside me as Karen
came into the bathroom with some clothes some of
the ones she had bought me last month under her
arm and fussed at me to hurry up and get dressed.
At least Harold didn't have time to nag me about
getting his customary blow job.
Mom followed us out to the front door and for some
reason gave me a sweet almost motherly peck on
the cheek something she seldom if ever did
anymore usually a kiss from her being right on my
lips and quickly signing one more consent form and
wishing me well wishing me to have a good time as
she waved to us as Harold whipped out of our
driveway and towards Chapel Hill and UNC Hospital
where I would hopefully be helping some medical
students and some other researchers. The fact that
Mom would be getting $500 cash for my
participation and I'd be getting $250 cash for myself
just for the morning's sessions and then another
two hundred but in the form of a check for a
sessions that would last a couple of hours after
lunch made giving up my Saturday worthwhile to us
all.
I was lead past the usual part of the main hospital
to a separate wing that didn't seem to have many
patient rooms in it but lots of rooms with lots of
equipment in them and some rooms where I could
see all sorts of odd furniture and instrument
set-ups. In one room two other girls had also just
arrived with their escorts, the Suddeths, whom I
had met at Dr. Jenkins office when Harold and
Karen and Mom wanted me to undergo those weird
but harmless tests which I evidently had "passed"
and which had now lead to this. At least I knew I
would be helping the education of some medical
students and it sounded like fun, too.
One of the two other girls looked to be about eight
and the other one close to sixteen or seventeen.
The older one was pretty. I smiled at her as Harold
and Karen left us with the Suddeths and they began
barking orders at us to get undressed and put on
the exam gowns. They weren't nasty about it, just
impatient. The older girl never made direct eye
contact with me even though she could see I was
smiling at her and never smiled back at me. Oh,
well.
The large room had three exam tables lined up in a
row with about ten feet of space in between the
tables. Carts of exam instruments were next to
them all. The air conditioning poured cold air on us
from above and made us all three shiver a bit under
the thin exam gowns.
Harold and Karen brought a large group of
white-exam-coated medical students in and divided
them up into three groups. Harold took a position
next to the eight-year-old, Karen scooted next to
me, and the Suddeths parked themselves over next
to the older girl. One group of the three groups of
medical students took their initial places next to
one of the tables where one of us exam-models had
our butts parked on.
"Students, this is Patient Number Two, a white
female of thirteen years of age who has been
sexually active for approximately six months and
has been on oral contraceptives for three months."
Wait a damn minute, I'd only been sexually active
for three months while yeah I had been on The Pill
for all of those months. But Harold and Karen had
warned me not to speak unless directly spoken to,
so I didn't. As I sat there in the freezing cold of the
chilled hospital air my thin exam gown keeping me
cooler not warmer I could hear similar talks going
on with the other two girls, the young one being
named Patient Number One and the older one
Patient Number Three, no names for us today, nope.
"She has come to you complaining of breast
tenderness and breakthrough bleeding between her
periods. Let us now proceed with the moot exams.
Remember, your combined scores from all three
Moot Patients will count fifty percent on your
pediatric and adolescent gynecology assessment.
Proceed, please."
Harold and Karen on the way over to the college
had made me quickly memorize some sort of script
where I was to give series of set answers to set
questions to test the students' knowledge. As part
of their test, they were each in turn to give me a
physical exam, to which I was to respond honestly,
not to any script. This was to try to keep them as
honest as they could be and help Harold and Karen
who were teaching doctors in consulting there truly
get a grasp on what the students knew and didn't
know.
One after the other in two groups of ten and one
group of twelve eventually made their way to and
through me as Karen kept the process going as I
was interviewed in turn with the set questions as
each gave me a general physical exam, checking
my heart, blood pressure, etcetera, and then giving
me a breast exam which I actually liked most of the
time especially from the handful of handsome male
doctors and a couple of the pretty female ones and
then put up with the standard gyno exam and rectal
exam as well. After the second group of
doctors-to-be had play-examined but in a real
fashion me I was so sopping wet from all the
touching and such that Karen got some sort of
gauze bandages on some sort of medical long
clamps and had to sop out my pussy juices for the
vaginal exams to be able to continue. I really
wanted some sex right then from someone anyone
but knew it was impossible. One female
doctor-student winked at me several times, I swear,
as she did her questioning and physical exam of
me, her physical appearance reminding me a lot of
Joni except she was a bit taller. My pussy began to
get sore during the last group, the number of hands
of different skill levels doing their manual gropes on
me and their speculum exams inside of me with
various levels of sensitivity and skills. What they
didn't know and weren't told was that I would be
grading each of them myself, that after all was
through that I'd sit down with Karen and make
comments about their bedside manners and
roughness or gentleness and such with me and that
my input would count at least some towards their
final grade. Serves them right, especially that one
young dude with a bad attitude that hurt my breasts
with his rough exam of them despite my protests for
him to be more gentle and then refused my
requests not to treat the speculum he shoved inside
me like a mechanic's tool of Mr. Goodwrench or Mr.
Goodpussy I should say. Hope he failed the fucking
course, I do.
The other two girls and the Suddeths and the
Jenkins and I all went to lunch at the Burger King
which was located down two corridors and up one
level from where we were at, still inside the
hospital. I tried to talk to the other girls but the
older girl still refused to even look at me and the
younger one smiled at me and told me her name,
Gail, and after a few moments of strained
conversation she was only eight the same age as
Squirt over our hamburgers and fries I gave up
trying to talk to her.
"Your interview with Nortex is in half an hour" Erin,
Mrs. Suddeth, intoned to me from across the table
as she reached for and found my hand grasping it
friendly as she smiled at me "and after that we'll
take you home as planned, or we can do some other
things, depending on how you feel and how tired
you are and what you want to do, if anything,
okay?" She was sweet if a bit shy and standoffish as
Mr. Suddeth was as well.
Nortex had a substantial part of the European
market for pads and tampons and was looking to
begin making possible inroads to the US market. As
part of their market research, according to what
Harold and Karen had told me to try to get me to
sign up for this study, they had contacted and
contracted with four major university-affiliated
teaching-oriented medical colleges of which UNC
was one of to recruit and manage different
marketing study groups for their various sanitary
products. They were particularly interested in young
girls like myself who had recently begun their
periods in the past few months to a year and who
because of their young age hadn't developed a
brand preference for pads and tampons and such,
according to what Harold told me. He said their
logic was, and millions of dollars in market research
had shown this to be more or less true, is that a
brand preference for pads and tampons begins very
early and is hard to change once a girl grows older
and becomes a real woman. They needed test
subjects like me to find out what kind of protection
we did and didn't like. And for two hundred bucks
up front and another fifty a month after that for the
two year life of the study and all the free products
of theirs I could use and/or give away to my friends
and relatives as long as I kept a diary of who I gave
free samples to and when, shoot yeah I'd
participate.
"Come in, Amy" the lady in the white coat who
looked like a doctor but spoke like a friendly nurse
with a Swedish accent smiled at me with a calm
voice and an easy hand motion as she sat behind a
desk in front of another exam table to one side and
waved at me to come on in as Erin, Mrs. Suddeth
kissed me on the cheek for some reason and
reminded me that she and Mr. Suddeth would take
me home later after the interview as she handed
some paperwork to the nice lady, the nice lady
continuing "and please go behind the privacy screen
and remove all of your clothing except for your
panties and put on the exam coat, you'll find it
more comfortable than the regular exam coats
you're used to, and come on out and have a seat
when you're done."
The exam coat was dark blue and about the length
of a long miniskirt coming down about mid-thigh on
me and fastened in the front with Velcro tabs. Neat.
I made my way to the chair in front of her, Mrs.
Vaaren's, desk and plopped my tired fanny down
with a small thud.
"You know why you're here, correct?" she reaching
back behind her desk to open a small refrigerator a
couple of feet behind her chair and pull out two
Cokes, one for me and one for herself. I had just
eaten lunch and drunk a big fountain Coke but took
the one she offered me anyway, taking a slow small
sip of it.
"Uh-hu, Harold, I mean, Dr. Jenkins and his wife
explained everything to me. You're representing a
maker of a line of pads and tampons that's in
Europe but not here right now and you want to see
if your products will be liked by American girls and
women, correct?" she smiling at my reply.
"Uh, yes, that's very correct. But, we also besides
feminine hygiene products also make a complete
line of sexual necessities such as male condoms,
douches, lubricants, things like that. But the study
we might want you for involves you trying out our
lines of sanitary products, as Dr. Jenkins explained,
for which you will be compensated. This is a two
year study. How does all that sound to you?" she
putting her hands together atop her desk as she
leaned forward a bit.
"Okay I guess . . . I mean, sure, I know all that,
that's why I'm here, I'm here to try to help if I can."
"Good girl; now, please fill out this questionnaire
and we'll proceed from there."
The questionnaire was kinda dumb but not really. It
asked what kinds of pads I normally used (Always
Regular, Stayfree Unscented Pantiliners), what
brand and types of tampons (Tampax Juniors and
sometimes Regulars), if I was sexually active, how
often I was sexually active and with whom (yes, I
lied like a cheap rug, mentioned JJ and Betty as my
lovers but that was all), how many girls who were
my friends in my age range I had, if my Mom was
still alive and if I lived with her what kind of
protection she normally used, things like that. Then
it had several questions like essay questions on
test, asking me to write about my feelings towards
menstruation (no big deal one way or the other,
kind of a turn on sometimes when I was with a
female lover or even male one if they enjoyed
period sex), feelings towards having children
(hadn't thought about it, I am only thirteen for
cripe's sake), feelings towards sex (really enjoy it),
feelings towards the kind of sanitary products I
currently use (they work fine and are comfortable
most of the time and that's all that matters to me),
my feelings towards the environment (a healthy
environment is good to have), another half dozen
more like that. Almost got writer's cramp, it was
like a too-long exam in school but hey for two
hundred bucks why not?
"Your answers look excellent, Amy; you're accepted
into the program if you'd like" Mrs. Vareen looking
at my responses through reading glasses brought
down from atop her head.
"Sure, I thought I was already in, but sure, yeah."
"Now, today I'll do an exam on you and then you'll
use some products for me as I watch and take
videotape, okay?" she rising from her chair to come
around to me, patting the exam table in a motion
telling me to jump up on it.
She opened my gown the Velcros coming loose
easily and began massaging and playing with my
breasts, not like any medical exam I'd ever had but
hey it felt good, she smiling at me as my nipples
became erect.
"Please remove your panties and lay down and feet
in the stirrups, please."
Her fingers played with my pussy lips and clit not
like a lover but not like a doctor, either. Had no
idea what was going on but what the hey. One then
two gloved fingers gently probed then gently frigged
me a bit. Actually, her frigging of me felt quite
good. I didn't want her to stop but was afraid to say
anything. A few more pokes inside me and she quit,
telling me to please remove my gown and put my
panties back on.
Moving me to one side of the room where two video
cameras were set up on tripods in front of a
backdrop of marked squares that had a couple of
carts filled with various Kotex's and Tampax's and
such and a cart full of Nortex products.
"Amy, please show me how you normally use your
brands and kinds of pads and tampons, thank you"
as she moved around with me with a hand-held
video camera as the two stationary ones showed
what I was doing on video monitors.
Not knowing exactly what she wanted, I put an
Always Regular pad in panties and then pulled them
up for a second, stood before her as she filmed me
and smiled, then dropped my panties enough to
where I took the Always out and put a Stayfree liner
in and again looked at her as she filmed the whole
thing.
"I'm not on my period now; how do you want me to
do the tampons?"
"Use the jar of Vaseline atop the other cart for
lubrication, if you would be so kind, thank you,
Dear-y.
Dropping my panties and folding and placing them
on another cart nearby as I stood now completely
naked once again before her, I unwrapped and
dipped the end of a Tampax Junior into the dark
Vaseline and popped it inside me as I propped one
leg up on the chair to one side of the seamless
backdrop, stood back up long enough for her to
re-adjust the tripod cameras as she continued to
videotape me with her hand-held one too.
"Remove it now, Mrs. Vareen, was that okay?"
"Yes, excellent, now the Tampax Regular, please,
just like you just did the other one."
I don't know what it was but I was getting more and
more excited. My pussy was still slick a bit from the
other lubed Junior so the Regular just slipped right
inside me, easy, as Mrs. Vareen got a close-up shot
of me working it inside me.
"Now, Amy, please go over to the Nortex cart and I
want you to try at least one of each product there."
The regular and maxi pads were kinda funny
shaped, wider on one end than the other but
actually felt a little more comfortable than the
Always Regulars I had been using. The pantiliners
had some weird tacky-sticky coating the top of
them that felt like the adhesive strip on the bottom
of them a little that I didn't like. One tampon style
was longer and narrower than any I'd ever seen
before, fit easily but made me feel like part of the
end at the string-end was sticking out from inside of
me. The second style of tampon was tiny, almost
like a large thimble and I was afraid if I put it too
deep inside me I wouldn't be able to find it and get
it out. Another tampon style was slightly curved and
was without an applicator, and actually went in
easiest of all of either the Tampax or other Nortex
tampons for some reason. All the while she filmed
me using them.
"There's a restroom behind the privacy screen if you
need to use it, that's it, you can get dressed now;
another short ten minute survey and you can go
home."
I gave her a hug and thanked her as I finished the
survey, the second survey of course asking how I
felt about the Nortex products I had just used, she
hugging me back and thanking me for being such a
cooperative test subject as the Suddeths showed up
at the door.
"So, how'd dit' go?" Erin asked me from the
backseat of their Saturn as I sat next to her
husband in the front who was driving.
"Oh, fine, actually, it was a lot of fun, both times,
though my pussy was getting a little sore towards
the end of all those exams by those heavy-handed
medical students" they both laughing aloud at that.
"So, wanna eat, or what would you like to do?" he
asked as we made our way through the back
residential streets of Chapel Hill towards Highway
54 and home.
"I dunno. I am hungry. And I am horny. And I get
the impression you two would just love to swing
with me, hu? Am I right?" knowing full well they
both had wanted to jump my bones since that first
encounter with them as examiners of me in Dr.
Jenkins's office, she looking at him and him at her
as they made quick eye contact before he took my
hand in his and squeezed it firmly.
"I guess we're busted, then" he sighed.
"Oh, no, it's okay, I like you both, if you want to
swing with me it's cool, I'd like that, but first we eat
okay?"
We ate quickly but not hurriedly at Ma Wang's
Kitchen, some Chinese and Japanese cuisine place
near the house off of Point Ferry Road, me scarfing
down some moogoo gai pan and chestnut-roasted
chicken and a couple of Japanese dishes I had no
idea what was in but they tasted good and then five
minutes later were at their condo not ten minutes
away from the hospital.
We didn't get in the door good before she lip-locked
me like we were long-lost lovers instead of
first-time ones as he almost practically tore at my
clothes to get them off of me, me helping all I could
because after all the albeit unintentional sexual
stimulation all day long I was every bit as horny as
they were. We didn't even make it to their bedroom,
getting naked right there in the foyer and then
almost rushing to the large couch in front of the
fireplace and just kissing and groping and going at
each other like buzzing hornets in a feverish mating
dance.
"Eat my pussy, Angel, now!" Erin barked to me as
she lay on the couch naked her clothes scattered
like a tornado had ripped them off of her as her
husband shoved his half-hard cock to her mouth.
"No, you eat -my- pussy, Erin!" I barked back at
her as a lay flat across from her atop the largish
couch my legs atop hers for a moment before she
leaned forward to comply with my request, no, my
demand as Preston now made his way up to me to
shove his cock in my face as I began sucking it
because hell yeah I wanted that cock of his and
wanted it bad!
"Jesus, what a mouth! Hard to believe you're just
thirteen, Amy" he mumbled as he stood beside my
as I lay on the couch his knees on the edge of it
trying to take weight off of his legs as Erin
continued her furious sucking of my clit and eating
of my pussy lapping it like it was an icing bowl and
she was trying to get every last bit of goody out
Jesus what a tongue that woman has as I had one
then two then three then many more orgasms from
her tonguing of me. Damn!
"Get down there and move your wife away and fuck
me, Big Boy" me having no clue whatsoever where
that "Big Boy" shit just came from but he did what
he was told and rammed his cock inside me as he
lay atop me and kissed me hard as he fucked me
harder still and she now moved around to kiss and
play with my breasts and such. Damn damn damn!
This is what swinging was supposed to be about, is
why I enjoyed it so much.
"I got to have some cock, Honey" as she leaned
over the back of the couch and presented her ass to
his gaze before he moved off me and took his place
kneeling behind her and just began fucking his wife
for all she was worth as I made my way around to
be closer to them both, groping her tits hard and
harder still as I held them both close to me and
without warning he came inside her and did so with
a gusher that sent his jism running down her thighs
that I could feel.
"Gimme some before you go limp" another
command barked from little old me from a place I
didn't know I had as he twisted me around to shove
his sopping-wet half-hard but still hard enough dick
squarely and intentionally up my ass as she
reached around to play with my clit and pussy very
roughly but I didn't care because it felt so good and
within a couple of minutes I had another huge
orgasm.
We lay on the couch together, cuddling a bit as
Preston cut on the stereo underneath the TV with a
handy remote control.
"Damn, guys, and I thought you two were real
sticks-in-the-mud, yeah, more like sticks-in-me" we
all three laughing a bit at that as Erin kissed me
and Preston sucked on one of my nipples and I
kissed the top of Erin's head and played with
Preston's now-rising-again cock and all was indeed
right with the world at least it was right with us
right then and there and that was all that mattered
right then and there.
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