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THE JUVENILE CASTING COUCH (Young)
Prologue
Patrick Leary was very unhappy about his
current situation. He had just moved from Chicago to
Los Angeles. He'd lost all his friends and he didn't like it
at all. He didn't have anyone to talk to or anyone to play
with. He didn't know where anything was and he was a
little afraid of getting lost. It seemed that the only thing
left for him was stay home and watch television. The
television stations were different, he couldn't even find the
programs he wanted to watch.
Sean Leary had a job as a script writer that paid
almost twice as much as his newspaper job he had in
Chicago. He knew the dislocation this would cause for a
twelve year old boy but this was an opportunity he
couldn't pass up. His wife Robin agreed with him.
They tried to make things easier for Pat but so
far they hadn't been very successful. They took Pat to
Disneyland and Knotts Berry Farm, but that only took a
couple of days. The adults couldn't spend all their time
entertaining him and he was left on his own a good bit of
the time. He spent most of the time watching TV.
Pat had known the kids in his sixth grade class
since he started school. He had always had John and
Harry to talk to and play with. They came home from
school together and went to each other's houses every
day. They even pissed together standing around the toilet
in whoever's house they were at. All of their pricks had
just started to grow and they measured them when they
were hard at least once a week to see how much they had
grown. The three of them talked about girls and what
you could do with them.
Each of their fathers had gotten them a book on
sex and they all read the books together. They sneaked
into the adults section of the library and read some more
books on sex so they had a good idea what it was all
about. They also got hold of copies of Penthouse and
looked at the pictures in secret. Now he had no one to
talk to and no one to do those things with. He missed
them a lot.
He missed another person too. He had known
Sally a long time too, but in the last year it had been
different. On the days that he didn't go home from school
with John and Harry he would walk home with Sally. She
had held his hand one time and it felt good to him. It
embarrassed him but he held hands with her when they
walked home together ever since. Last month they had
taken a walk in the park and he had kissed her and that
was different from any kiss he'd ever had before. He
would miss Sally even more than he missed John and
Harry. He couldn't understand that because he spent
much more time with the boys than he ever spent with
her.
The move had taken place in August and he
couldn't even find any kids on their block. Pat later found
out that there were several, one boy his age lived in the
big house next door, but they were either at summer camp
or with their folks on vacation. From the size of the house
next door they must be rich and the kid probably wouldn't
be interested in doing things with him anyway.
Chapter - 1
School started the beginning of September and
his mother drove him to school that morning. He still
hadn't met any kids, not even the ones that lived on the
same block he did although the real estate agent had said
some lived there. He was starting in junior high school
and it seemed to him that all the kids there were meeting
old friends. Everyone else knew lots of other kids and he
was left out of everything.
Going home, another boy from his class got off
the school bus with him and Pat found out that this was
the boy that lived next door to him. Pat didn't even know
his name. David Cohen was very talkative and he
introduced himself to Pat and invited Pat to his house for
a snack. Pat wasn't sure he liked David or that he wanted
to get friendly so soon and declined the invitation. He
went into his house and was sorry he hadn't accepted.
When he got into the house he found his refusal
was only temporary. Robin had gotten together with
Sylvia, David's mother, that day. She found out the
family just got back from Hawaii the day before. Sylvia
had immediately arranged with Robin for David to take
Pat around the neighborhood and show him where things
were.
Pat didn't like the idea of his mother making
plans for him, after all he was almost thirteen years old,
but there was nothing he could do about it now. David
knocked on the door a half hour later and the two boys
went out to explore. David was loud and pushy. Pat
didn't like that very much but had to go along with the
deal. He couldn't avoid David since he lived next door.
David showed Pat the neighborhood. Where the
McDonalds and the Seven Eleven were is important
information to a twelve year old boy. David took him
into the Seven Eleven and bought slurpies for both of
them. Pat was startled when David paid with a twenty
dollar bill, he'd gone on errands with a twenty dollar bill
but he'd never seen a kid with one of his own before. The
Cohen's must be real rich for David to have a twenty
dollar bill.
David guided him to the playground where they
had a basketball setup and the park where the kids played
softball. At the park David took him behind some bushes
where the older boys took their girl friends. He searched
around a little while then pointed out some rolled up bits
of rubber. David told him they were used condoms. He
was getting used to David's extrovert personality when
David startled him by asking a very personal question.
"How big is your prick? Mine's Three inches
long when it's hard."
Pat blushed at this almost stranger asking a
question like that. His initial reaction was not to answer
but David gave out the information about the size of his
own prick so he guessed he could tell David how big his
was. Pat hadn't measured his prick since the last time
he'd done it with Harry and John. He knew it was bigger
now because that was over a month ago.
"Uh, the last time I measured it was three inches
too, but It's grown some since then. I guess it's about a
quarter inch bigger now."
"Gee, I measure mine every day. I can't wait till
it gets bigger. Do you shoot cum yet? I started about six
months ago."
Again Pat didn't want to tell this to an almost
stranger but he couldn't see a way out without seeming to
be stuck up. The only ones he ever discussed this with
had been John and Harry.
"Uh, well, I guess I started about the same time."
"How often do you jerk off? I do it at least twice
a day. Some days I do it four or five times."
Pat always jerked off, or masturbated as the
books he'd read put it, more than twice a day. He knew
that it was normal for a boy to do that from the books but
he thought he did it too often. He promised himself each
time that he wasn't going to do it as often but that only
lasted until the next time his prick got hard. Now what
was he going to tell this busybody.
"Uh, I guess I do it about that often too."
David was reading his mind.
"Yeh, I think I do it too often and I tell myself
that I won't do it so much any more, but it doesn't do me
any good. It just feels too good to stop."
"I read in a book that all boys do it, and it's
natural to do it, so I don't worry too much."
Pat was getting a little more comfortable with the
conversation they were having. Maybe he could get to be
good friends with David, they did think the same way
about some things. David continued the inquisition.
"Have you ever seen a naked girl?"
"Only pictures in Penthouse."
"I have a fourteen year old sister, Sarah. You'll
meet her. A couple times she didn't close the bathroom
door and I saw her taking a shower. It wasn't very clear
through the shower stall glass but my prick got hard and I
had to jerk off. I'd like to get to see more of her."
"Gee, I guess I'd jerk off if that happened to me
too. The only girl I ever saw naked was a year old. I
wonder what it looks like inside that slit girls have."
"I have some pictures at home I can show you.
Some of them are medical pictures but some of them are
from dirty magazines and the women are holding their
cunt open so you can see everything they have inside. I
wish my sister would let me see her do something like
that, I'd probably shoot off just looking at her."
"Wow! I'd like to see those pictures. In Chicago
I sneaked into the adult section of the library and I saw
some medical pictures there but I've never seen those
other kind."
David showed some hesitancy. He looked at Pat
and started to say something. He looked at Pat again.
"Uh, if I tell you a secret, do you promise not to
tell anyone?"
"I don't know anyone and I wouldn't anyway."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"I'm trying to get my sister to let me see more."
"How are you doing that? There's no way you
can ask her."
"I wish I had the nerve. I left the bathroom door
open when I took a piss and she peeked in. I always
leave the bathroom door open now and she peeks almost
every time. Maybe she'll leave the door open for me."
"Gee, I'd drop through the floor if a girl saw me
pissing."
"I had trouble at first but now I sort of like to let
her see me. When she peeks it gives me a hard on and I
close the door and jerk off as soon as she goes away."
Pat thought over this information when they
arrived back home. He wasn't sure he liked David, but it
seemed that David knew more about girls than he did, and
David had those pictures that he wanted to see. When
David invited him in it was still a couple hours to dinner
and Pat accepted.
Sylvia Cohen made a fuss over Pat and insisted
that the two boys take some milk and a platter of cookies
to David's room. Her philosophy was that growing boys
needed nourishment. If they weren't eating they should
be. Pat didn't meet Sarah and he wanted to. He
wondered what the girl who spied on her brother while he
was pissing looked like.
They went to David's bedroom and David locked
the door. David had a desk and a complete PC setup. He
unlocked the desk and took out the pictures. Pat had seen
similar medical pictures but the other pictures were
something else. His prick got hard and David's pants
were pushed out in the front too. He was disappointed
with the pictures. They weren't all that good. He could
see some pink but he couldn't make out the details as well
as he'd like to.
They went through all of the pictures several
times. Pat had to piss and he wanted to jerk off. He
asked David where the bathroom was and he was rather
annoyed when David accompanied him.
David came in with Pat, closed the door, and
pulled out his prick. Pat had done this with Harry and
John, but he hardly knew David. He wanted to jerk off
and he couldn't do that with David there. David had a
hard on too and it was a little smaller than his. David's
piss started to flow and Pat reluctantly joined him.
David milked out the last drops of piss and he got
hard again. Pat's prick was hard too. David got a ruler
out, measured his prick and handed the ruler to Pat. Pat
measured his prick and found it had grown a full half
inch to three and a half inches long.
David looked at Pat with a quizzical expression,
shrugged, spit on his hand, and pumped it up and down
his hard prick.
"I have to jerk off after I look at those pictures or
my prick won't go down. My balls will start to ache if I
don't jerk off. Don't you want to jerk off too?"
Pat didn't know how to handle this. He wanted to
jerk off but he'd never done it in front of anyone, not even
in front of Harry and John, although they had talked
about it. He didn't think he could do it while David was
watching. He still had his prick in his hand and as soon
as he saw what David was doing it got hard as a rock. If
David could let him watch while he jerked off there was
no reason he couldn't jerk off while David watched. He
blushed, spit on his hand, and he followed David's lead.
Pat watched David pump his hand up and down
his prick and found he was pumping on his own prick
with the same rhythm. He noticed David was watching
him just as closely as he was watching David. Both boys
were very young and the nerves in their pricks were very
sensitive. Watching someone else jerk off was exciting
and they didn't take long.
Both boys aimed their pricks at the hopper as the
cum spurted out. Pat didn't know if he liked what was
going on but had to admit it was exciting jerking off with
another boy. He felt he shouldn't but expected that he
would do it again if David set the pace.
David led the way back to his bedroom and
locked the door again. David had a real neat PC setup
with all sorts of hardware and software. He showed Pat
how to set it up for playing games. They played some
games and David beat Pat badly at first. Soon Pat caught
on to how to manipulate the joy sticks and anticipate
what was coming next and was doing as well as David.
They played some games and David showed Pat
some of the other features on his PC. Pat wished he had
a set up like this. He didn't have a PC and he'd really like
to have one, maybe he could convince his father that it
would help him with his school work. David had a
modem so he could pick files up from bulletin boards and
other PC users. David looked at Pat speculatively again.
"You won't tell anyone about this."
"No."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"I have something even better than those pictures
I showed you."
"What do you mean?"
"The people that I talk to through the modem
didn't know my age and I don't tell them. That way they
didn't treat me like a kid. I down-loaded some graphics
one day, they were pictures of men and women doing
things to each other. They're really something. Do you
want to see them?"
That was a very foolish question to ask a twelve
year old. Of course Pat wanted to see them. David did
some things with his utilities.
"I keep these files hidden so you can't call them
up by accident."
A picture started to form on the monitor. It
slowly got clearer and Pat could see that it was a naked
man and woman. The man was lying on has back and the
woman was straddling him. The man's prick was in the
woman's cunt. Pat knew he was fucking her. You could
see part of the man's prick but the rest of it was hidden.
It had only been a few minutes since he'd jerked off but
Pat's prick got hard again.
David took that graphic off the monitor and
called up another. In this one a man sat on a couch and a
woman knelt in front of him and she had the man's prick
in her mouth. David unzipped his pants and pulled out his
prick. He put a box of kleenex on the desk, spit on his
hand, and started to jerk off again.
"I jerk off every time I see that one. I wonder
what it feels like to have your cock sucked."
Pat couldn't help himself he pulled out his prick
and jerked off too. He also wondered what it felt like to
have your cock sucked. David grabbed a handful of
kleenex and held it over the head of his prick while his
hips jerked and he shot off. Pat did the same thing a
moment later. Pat looked at the time, he was almost late
and had to get home. He'd see David tomorrow morning
on the school bus. They couldn't look at the graphics
tomorrow afternoon because David took piano lessons
but the day after they could look at some more of
graphics. David told him some things they showed
people doing and Pat hardly believed people did them.
Pat didn't know if he liked David. He'd done
things with David that he'd never done with John and
Harry but he liked them more. Maybe he would get to
like David more. Maybe they'd be best friends.
Pat just got home in time for dinner. Robin
scolded him mildly for his tardiness. She questioned him
about his afternoon with David. Was he a nice boy? Did
he show Pat around the neighborhood? What did they
do? Did the Cohen's have a nice house? And on, and on.
Robin always cross examined Pat about his days
but not to this extent. Pat didn't have the vocabulary to
cover David's extrovert personality. The house next door
was big. They had four complete bathrooms on the
second floor and a washroom down stairs.
Pat now knew where the park, playground, Seven
Eleven, and McDonalds were. They were the most
important things for a twelve year old to know, both for
his own convenience and for the convenience of being
able to run an errand for his mother.
Pat wasn't about to tell his mother that they'd
looked at dirty pictures, measured their pricks, and jerked
off together two times. When he got to the part about
David's PC he was very enthusiastic.
"Gee, he has a real neat set up. I'd like to have
one like that."
The Leary's had dinner and went in to watch TV.
It was the first day of school and none of the teachers
had given any homework but Pat was a good student, he
went to his room to look through the textbooks that been
given. He wanted to compare them to his school books
from Chicago. He was pleased that they were just about
the same level. He should have no trouble.
The math book was a little strange to him but it
was first year of geometry so that might explain it. He
went over the first part of the book several times and it
started to make sense.
To Pat's disgust, his parents insisted that he be in
bed with his lights out by nine o'clock. No matter how
much he explained and how many examples he gave them
his parents wouldn't let him stay up later. He had to have
his lights out by nine. For the first time in his life, he was
glad of this and he would have them out by nine every
night from then on.
He turned his lights out and lay in bed wondering
whether he should jerk off. He brought those pictures
back to examine them in his minds eye. He got to the one
where the woman had the man's prick in her mouth and
decided that he would jerk off when a light came in his
window. He went over to see where it was coming from.
It was the window directly opposite him. It was
a big bedroom like David's and it had a PC too. It was
all pink and frilly so it had to be a girl's room. It must be
David's sister Sarah's room. He waited and watched.
There was the most beautiful girl he had ever
seen. She had long blond hair and blue eyes. She was
wearing a designer jeans that stretched over her bottom
and was pulled real tight between her legs. She had a
tank top on that showed off her tits. They were the
biggest tits he had ever seen. He was paralyzed at the
sight of her. Pat's mouth dropped open and he just stood
there at the window, held his hard prick, and watched.
Sarah sat down a dresser. She pushed her chest
out so that her tits looked even bigger. Pat saw the
outlines of her nipples. Sarah put her hands under her tits
and pushed them up higher. Oh, wow! Pat hoped Sarah
wouldn't close the window blinds before she got
undressed. He'd used glasses to look in windows but
never had this much luck.
He watched Sarah preen and massaged the drops
of pre cum that oozed out of his prick around its head.
He'd pump his fist up and down his prick right away but
maybe Sarah was going to get undressed. It would be a
lot more exciting seeing her naked when he jerked off. He
gently massaged the head of his prick and waited.
Sarah got up from the dresser and pulled the tank
top off over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra! Pat was
seeing his first live bare tits! His hand started to pump
but he stopped and let go his prick. Maybe she would
take her jeans off too. He didn't want to shoot off too
soon. He knew it would feel even better if Sarah let him
see more before he jerked off.
Sarah unbuckled her belt and pushed her jeans
down over her hips. She had to wiggle to get them off
and Pat had never seen anything so sexy. She sheer
panties and Pat could see the blond bush between her
legs. He held on to his throbbing prick. He waited for her
to pull down her panties. He wished he had his field
glasses but they were in his closet and he was afraid that
if he went to get them Sarah would see the motion.
He stayed and watched. Sarah turned toward the
window and looked right at where he was standing. He
held his breath and hoped she didn't see him. She stood
there for a moment and massaged her tits then, much to
his disappointment, Sarah went into the closet. She came
out wearing baby doll pajamas. Wow! That wasn't the
same as seeing her naked but it sure was second best. He
could make out her whole figure when she walked
between the window and the lamp. Pat's hand pumped on
his prick. Sarah fondled her tits again then she rubbed
her hand between her legs.
Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; Pat
shot his load of cum into his hand. He looked at it and
licked it off his hand. He'd been doing that for the last
month or two now. He'd wanted to do it a lot sooner but it
had taken him quite a while and many false starts before
he tasted his cum the first time. Now he liked it and was
sorry that he'd wasted so much time.
Sarah turned off her lamp. Pat got into bed and
fingered his limp prick. He fell asleep wondering if Sarah
would give this show for him every night and if she would
take her panties off where he could see her. It was
curious that David was showing his prick to her and she
wouldn't let him see her, while she was showing herself to
Pat who was nowhere near ready to let her see him.
Chapter - 2
Shirley Wollenski joined Pat and David at the
school bus stop next morning. She was a nice looking
girl their own age. She'd started to grow tits and would
think of them now and then and stick her chest out. Pat
thought she was cute, a little like Sally. Shirley avoided
David as if she didn't like him. He understood why when
David asked her if he could feel her tits. Pat blushed beet
red and made himself as small as he could. If David were
going to talk like that he didn't want to be near him either.
When he got home he found Robin had been
organizing life for him again. She told him that Shirley's
mother, a divorcee, would like Pat to do odd jobs around
their house. She would pay three dollars an hour. As
soon as he finished his snack he should go see her and tell
her if he wanted to do it.
It always annoyed Pat when his mother made
plans for him but she did it no matter how many times he
complained. This sounded good, however, and he
couldn't gripe too much. He would have more pocket
money than he'd ever had before. Maybe he could save
enough money to buy a PC with a modem like David's.
It would give him a chance to get to know Shirley
better too. She seemed to be a pretty nice girl and he'd
like to talk to her without David around. Maybe he could
be friends with her like he'd been with Sally. He went
over to the Wollenski house, Shirley met him at the door,
and introduced him to her mother.
She said she was glad he moved in. She was
going to ask David if he wanted the job, but she really
didn't like him. He was too loud and he talked too much.
She told him her name was a mouthful, he should
call her Anne. Most of the odd jobs had to do with the
lawn and he could do them on the weekend. She usually
had some chores for him on Wednesdays. If she wanted
him she would have Shirley tell him. The chores could
usually wait till he was ready to do them.
David called as soon as Pat got home and asked
him over to play some computer games. Pat hoped that
he would show him some more of the graphics too. His
mother said okay but he should be back home in time for
supper. Pat didn't need the warning but assured her that
he would be there.
He went next door and Sarah opened the door
when he rang. Pat thought about last night and he
blushed but Sarah didn't seem to notice. She was the
most beautiful girl he had ever seen. If she wasn't so old
he would like to have her for his girl friend. He knew that
she wouldn't pay any attention to a kid like him. He was
surprised when she took his hand and led him into the
house. Her hand felt real warm in his. He got a hard on
and blushed again.
"Oh, you're Pat, the new boy next door. David
told me about you."
"Yeh, You must be Sarah, David's sister."
"I hope you're a good influence on him, he needs
some civilizing."
"He was nice to me yesterday and showed me
around the neighborhood. He played computer games
with me too."
"Yeh, I know about some of those games. You
have to be careful with him. You never know what he's
going to show you."
Sarah grinned when she said that. Did Sarah
know about David's graphics? She had a PC in her
bedroom so she knew how to operate one. Had she
discovered David's hidden files and looked at them? She
acted like she had. The way she said the last sentence
with her head cocked to one side sounded like she knew
David had told him about leaving the bathroom door open
too. Was she trying to warn him that David talked too
much? He knew that already.
She smiled at him again and pointed him upstairs
to David's room. He knocked on the door and David let
him in. They played some games and talked. Pat wanted
to see some more graphics. David didn't suggest it. Pat
knew that David would want to jerk off together if they
did look at them. He didn't want to jerk off with David so
he didn't bring up the subject. As he was leaving the
conversation took an interesting turn.
"You know, your bedroom is opposite Sarah's."
"How do you know?"
"She said she saw you doing your homework last
night before you went to bed."
Pat blushed and decided what David didn't know
wouldn't hurt him. He was usually rather open but he
thought this was the time to put David off the trail. The
last thing in the world he wanted David to know was that
he saw his sister undress.
"Gee, I hope I closed the blind before I got
undressed. I'll have to be careful from now on."
"Gosh, I'd make sure the blind was open. I might
even jerk off if I knew she was watching."
"I couldn't do anything like that. I'd be too
embarrassed."
"You're chicken. If you did she might let you see
her finger fuck herself. Would I like to watch that. Uh,
Pat, after we know each other for a while you can invite
me to sleep over and I might get a chance to see her get
undressed. Wow! How soon do you think it would take
till our parents thought we were good enough friends?"
Pat didn't know if he really wanted David to sleep
over at his house. For sure he didn't want David to know
that he watched Sarah get undressed at night. He was
very evasive and said that he never had anyone sleep over
before. He didn't know but they'd see what happened.
Sarah had known that he was in that room last
night when she undressed! She just must have forgotten
to close the blinds. He hoped she forgot again tonight.
Sean got home and they had dinner with a cross
examination about what he learned in school. Pat
discussed history and social studies with his father. His
father had been a reporter for a long time and knew a lot
about things that were happening. What's more he didn't
talk down to his son and would make comments about the
subject material in Pat's courses. Pat got real good marks
sometimes because of the things he learned from his
father at these dinner table discussions.
After dinner Pat went to do his homework. He'd
been right about the geometry, it wasn't hard it was just
different. He sort of liked the subject. It was real neat
the way you worked the problems out one step at a time
in an orderly manner. He thought he could get 'A's
straight through in math this year. He liked to get 'A's. It
made his mother and father proud of him. He wanted to
be a scientist and he could get into a good school like
MIT if he got good enough marks.
Pat made sure he completed his homework by a
quarter to nine. He wanted to see what Sarah would do
tonight, and he didn't want to remind Sarah that this was
his room. He hoped she didn't pull down the shade again.
He got undressed with his lights off, got out his
field glasses out of the closet, and at nine he was waiting
by the window. He didn't have to wait very long. Shortly
after nine the lights went on in the bedroom across the
way. Sarah came into the room and started the same
routine she had gone through the night before.
She sat at the dressing table and preened. Then
she did something totally different. Sarah got up, took
off her top, and sat back down at the dresser. She held
her tits up with her hands the rubbed her fingers over the
nipples. Pat had his glasses trained on her and could see
the nipples got hard and the pink area around it got
crinkly. His prick throbbed in his pajama pants. It was
almost as if she was putting on a show for him. He
wanted to jerk off but he didn't want to put down the
glasses.
Sarah stopped and looked over her shoulder. She
was looking right at him. If his lights were on she would
have seen him standing there and watching. He knew she
couldn't see him so how did she know he was there. She
picked up a lipstick and Pat wondered what she was
going to do. Sarah looked over her shoulder again and
Pat was glad that his light was out. She made some
marks on the mirror with her lipstick. Pat turned his
glasses to see what she was drawing. He almost fell
through the floor.
I THINK YOU'RE CUTE
She looked over her shoulder another time and
grinned. Sarah knew he was watching. Was she doing
the same thing with him David was doing with her? Was
she letting him see her so that he would let her see him
without any clothes on? He was sure he couldn't do
anything like that. Pat just kept his glasses trained on her.
Sarah got up again and faced the window and she
stood facing him and wiggled out of her jeans. She pulled
her panties a little way down and stopped. He didn't have
to guess what she wanted. Sarah put one hand behind her
bottom and stuck a finger out between her legs.
She turned out the light in her room and came
toward the window. She stood and waited. There was no
doubt in Pat's mind, she would let him see more of her if
he let her see him.
Pat wanted to get into bed and pull the covers
over his head but he wanted to see her without panties
even more than that. The only way that would happen
was if he let her see him without any clothes on. It took a
lot of nerve but he turned on the light in his bedroom and
took off his pajama tops. Sarah turned the light back on
and stood there waiting. She did the thing with her finger
coming out between her legs again.
Before Sarah would show him her cunt he had to
show her his prick. Well he wanted to see her cunt, he'd
just have to let Sarah see his prick. Pat turned away with
his last vestiges of modesty. He dropped his pajama
bottoms then turned back again blushing, and waited to
see what Sarah would do. As soon as she saw Pat's hard
prick, Sarah pushed her panties down. Sarah was willing
to be fair, she would let him see just as much as he would
let her see.
Pat's prick oozed pre cum. Without thinking he
gave it a couple of strokes with his hand. Sarah rubbed
her fingers in her cunt. She held the outer lips apart with
the fingers of one hand and pushed the fingers of the other
into the inner lips. She stopped and looked at Pat. Pat
got the message. If he jerked off while she watched she'd
finger fuck herself while he watched.
Pat almost lost his hard on. He didn't even like it
when David watched him jerk off, how could he do it
while Sarah was watching. He wanted to see her finger
fuck herself, the only way that would happen was if he
jerked off. He blushed beet red, spit on his hand, and
pumped it up and down his prick.
Sarah rubbed her clit then pushed her fingers
back into her cunt. Pat pumped on his prick. Sarah
pumped her fingers in and out real fast now. She was
panting, and Pat guessed she was she having what sex
books called orgasms. That was what it was called when
a girl had a come. He was ready to come himself.
Spurt, spurt, spurt; jets of his cum arced through
the air. Dribble, dribble, dribble; the rest of it oozed out
into his hand. Sarah's hips jerked and her fingers slowed
down. Pat made a decision. So far Sarah had initiated
all the action. He was the boy, he should be taking the
lead. He grinned at Sarah, brought his hand to his mouth,
and licked the cum off it. Sarah grinned back at him and
sucked on the fingers she'd had in her cunt.
The two of them stood at the window grinning at
each other. David gave his limp prick a couple more
pulls and Sarah rubbed her cunt a few more times. Sarah
went to the dresser and picked up the lipstick. When she
was finished he trained his glasses on the writing.
TOMORROW NIGHT SAME TIME
DON'T TELL DAVID!
That was the last thing in the world Pat would
do. David could ruin everything with his big mouth. He
would have to warn Sarah about it if David ever did sleep
over. She would have to be careful about her blinds if he
were in this bedroom.
Pat was beginning to think that this might be a
very interesting neighborhood to live in.
Chapter - 3
The next morning Shirley told him her mother
wanted him that afternoon. He dropped off his books off
at home and went off to do the chores for Anne. He asked
for Shirley and Ms. Wollenski told him she had ballet
lessons and wouldn't be home until late afternoon. The
kids in this neighborhood all seemed to go to special
classes at least once a week.
Ms. Wollenski met him in a housecoat and Pat
didn't think she was wearing anything underneath it. She
was a good looking woman of about forty. This was
pretty strong stuff for an adolescent boy. His prick got
hard and he hoped Ms. Wollenski didn't notice. He
blushed when she glanced at his crotch. She wanted Pat
to take some boxes up to the attic and bring some others
down. That wasn't hard, the job seemed like a good one.
Anne leaned over as she talked to him. She
wasn't wearing a bra. Pat almost saw her nipples. He
blushed as she looked at his crotch again just as his prick
throbbed up to a hard on. Was Anne doing this on
purpose. If this kept up much longer, he would have to
go to the bathroom and jerk off.
Anne led Pat to Shirley's bedroom and pointed
out several boxes of camping clothes that she wanted in
the attic. She then led him to the attic. It was up a steep
flight of stairs and she went first. He found out that Anne
had no panties on either! Pat's prick throbbed when he
saw her naked ass and the bush around her cunt. When
they got to the top of the steps she had stopped and was
waiting for him. They were on a very small landing and
her body pressed against his.
His hard prick rubbed up against her body as she
showed him where the light chain was. Anne wiggled her
hips and her front rubbed against his prick. Pat almost
came in his pants. He did come in his pants when she
reached down and rubbed his prick.
"Oh! Did I do that to you? I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to make you uncomfortable. I guess you saw under
my housecoat coming up those steep stairs. That wasn't
very nice of me. I'll have to wash and dry your pants. I
wouldn't want your mother to find them like that. Don't
be so embarrassed. It wasn't your fault. A boy your age
is bound to get excited seeing a woman's cunt. You
couldn't help what happened. It was all my fault."
Pat was in shock. Anne said cunt. The boys
whispered that word talking among themselves. Anne was
right, his pants were wet and sticky, he could never
explain that to his mother.
It was funny, Anne wasn't embarrassed that he
had seen up her housecoat and she wasn't annoyed that he
had done it. What was going on. He was sure Anne put
her hand on his prick on purpose. Why would an adult
woman want to feel his prick? That didn't seem right but
there was nothing he could do or say about it. Anne gave
him directions as if this was an every day occurrence.
"Let me show you to the bathroom. Hand your
pants and underpants out to me. It won't take long. I'll
just rinse them and I have the fastest drier in the world."
Pat was an obedient boy. When an adult said do
something he did it. At times he complained but right
now there wasn't much else he could do. He was led to a
bathroom, took off his pants and underpants, and handed
them out around the bathroom door.
He found a washcloth and washed his crotch. It
was a mess. His sparse pubic hair was matted with his
cum and it had run down both his legs. By the time he
finished and sat down on the toilet seat his prick was hard
again. It doesn't take many rubs with a soapy washcloth
to give a twelve year old a hard on.
Pat sat and waited. He had seen Anne's cunt. He
still hadn't seen what was between the lips but he saw a
slit between her legs that went toward her front. He
closed his eyes and visualized it again. He spit on his
hand and pumped on his prick. He wasn't going to have a
hard on when Anne brought back his pants. He still had
his eyes closed when he was startled out of his wits.
"Here you are all rinsed and dried, just as I said.
Oh! I didn't mean to walk in on you while you were
jerking off. I'm sorry if I disturb you that much. Maybe I
can do something to help you."
Anne acted as if it were the most natural thing in
the world for a forty year old woman to walk in on a
twelve year old boy jerking off. Pat still didn't know
what to say. She walked over to him, moved his hand
from his prick and pumped it a few times herself. Pat sat
there, his eyes big and round, and his chin dropping down
to his chest. Anne was jerking him off!
Anne stopped pumping, but kept hold of his prick
and rubbed her own crotch with her other hand. She
tilted her head to one side and laughed.
"You know, feeling that hard young prick of
yours has got me horny too. Tell you what. Why don't
you fuck me. I bet you'd like that better than jerking off
anyway. I know having a boy fuck me always feels
better than finger fucking myself."
Anne said fuck! Pat sat there with Anne's hand
wrapped around his throbbing prick. He didn't know
what to say.
"What's the matter, Pat? You know what fucking
is. I doubt you've done it before but I'm sure you'd like
to try it. All boys want to try it when they get to your age
and now is as good a time as any to start."
Like all adolescents, Pat thought about fucking
all the time, but was frightened by it too. He was afraid
of making a fool of himself and he thought he might do
something stupid without knowing what it was. He'd
talked about it and seen pictures but knew how ignorant
he was. He finally found his tongue.
"But, but, I've never done anything like that. I've
never seen a girl up close down there. I wouldn't know
how to begin or what to do. Uh, I'm scared!"
To prove his last statement he lost his hard on.
Anne was holding a limp prick. It didn't bother her at all.
" Oh, you'd be surprised what you know how to
do. Let your instinct guide you. As far as never having
seen a woman's cunt that's easy to cure. I still haven't got
anything on under this housecoat."
Suiting her actions to her words, Anne unzipped
her housecoat, and threw it off. She was standing there
without a stitch on. As scared as he was, Pat's prick
came to attention again.
Anne had big tits that stood straight out from her
body, the nipples were pointy, and the skin around the
nipples was crinkly. About the level of Pat's eyes was a
bush of dark brown hair. There was a separation and he
saw a little pink between the outer lips. There were some
beads of moisture right along the slit.
"There now you can see a woman up close down
there. Why don't you find out what a cunt feels like."
Anne took hold of Pat's hand and moved it up
between her legs. It was real slick. His hand moved of
its own accord. There was another pair of lips inside and
pushed in a finger. It was even slicker. He pushed in two
more fingers and wiggled them around. Anne wiggled her
hips in response.
"Oooo! That's good. Come on to my bedroom
and we'll get that nice hard prick of yours up into my cunt
in place of your fingers."
Anne pulled Pat off the toilet and led him to her
bedroom. Pat moved like a zombie. He was stunned. A
woman was going to fuck him. He wanted to fuck her
but he didn't know what exactly what he was supposed to
do. He knew that you pushed you prick into that slick
sheath that he'd felt, but what did you do then?
Anne said he would know what to do but he still
didn't believe it. He didn't even believe this was
happening to him. He hadn't thought he would fuck a girl
till he was real old, fifteen or sixteen, at least.
Anne had him lay on his back. This was what
the man and woman in the first graphic David had shown
were doing. Good, Anne would get on top and she would
be doing it to him instead of him doing it to her. He
forgot to be scared and watched real close.
Anne took his prick between her fingers, and
positioned it between those slick cunt lips. She moved
her hips down and Pat saw his prick disappear into a
woman's cunt for the first time in his life. Wow! Did
that feel good. None of the things he ever did while he
was jerking off ever felt this good to him.
Anne lifted her hips and his prick come into view
glistening with her cunt juices. His hips lurched off the
bed as Anne moved her cunt down over his prick again
and her bush slapped his groin. Anne pulled up again
and Pat pulled back. Wow! He was doing it! He was
fucking a woman! He hoped he didn't shoot off too soon.
He wanted this to last as long as possible.
Anne's tit swung over his face and the nipple
brushed his lips. Instinct went to work. Pat sucked the
nipple into his mouth and felt it get hard. As Anne
lowered her hips he pushed up with his and he lowered
his hips as she lifted up so only the head of his prick was
still buried in her cunt. Anne pulled the nipple out of his
mouth and offered him the other.
"I told you that you'd know what to do. You're a
perfect little lover. Push your prick into me! Ahhh! Suck
my tit! Oooo! I'm coming! Your lovely young prick is
bringing me off!"
Anne's cunt contracted around Pat's prick and
that was the last straw. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble,
dribble, dribble; Pat's young boy cum inundated Anne's
cunt. His hips slowed down and Anne rubbed her cunt
against his groin. He lost his hard on and his limp prick
slipped out of Anne's cunt. Anne rolled him on to his side
and hugged and kissed him.
Anne's tongue rub against his lips. He'd heard
about this. It was french kissing. He opened his mouth,
Anne rubbed her tongue against his. Wow! It sounded
yucky but he really liked it. He pushed his tongue into
Anne's mouth and she sucked on it. Another out of this
world sensation! He sucked Anne's tongue back into his
mouth again. This was neat.
His prick was getting hard again. Anne reached
between their bodies and ran her hand up and down the
length of it.
"Oh, you have another boner. We'll do
something for that. I'll bet you never had your cock
sucked."
Pat was shocked, he had seen that graphic of a
woman with a guy's prick in her mouth but didn't believe
it. Even if women did that to guys, he never expected to
have it happen to him. Suppose his prick shot off in her
mouth. That would be a disaster.
While Pat was going over this in his mind Anne
was acting. Anne moved down on the bed and licked a
couple of drops of pre cum from his pisshole. Wow!
Pat's hips shot off the bed. It was totally unexpected and
it felt as good as fucking. Anne ran her tongue around
the head of his prick. His whole body quivered.
Anne was an experienced woman. Her husband
had left her seven years before and after two years
without she wanted some sex. In the last five years she
had gotten to three odd job boys. Pat was the youngest
and she thought the cutest. His three and a half inch cock
was absolutely beautiful. She licked the white shaft with
its tracery of blue veins and around its pink head. She
knew how touchy teen age pricks were and she knew how
to work all the most sensitive spots. Pat was getting his
first blow job from an expert.
Anne licked the underside of Pat's prick, sucked
the loose skin into her mouth, massaged it with her
tongue, licked down the shaft, and then sucked on each of
his balls. Pat squirmed all over the bed from the
exquisite sensations he was experiencing.
Anne knew a twelve year old didn't have very
much lasting power. She wrapped her lips around the
head of his prick. She massaged it with her tongue and
slowly lowered her head. Pat's prick disappeared into
Anne's mouth. He still didn't believe this was happening
to him. Anne lifted her head and his prick glistened with
her spit. Wow! He couldn't take much of this but he was
going to enjoy every minute of it.
The next time Anne's head came down his hips
came up off the bed and he drove his prick as far into her
mouth as far as he could. His balls slap against Anne's
chin. He flexed his hips back as Anne lifted her head
again. Anne bobbed her head faster and faster. Pat could
feel the cum rising from his balls. He tried to pull away
but Anne held his hips firmly and bobbed her head up and
down. Her cheeks were hollow she was sucking so hard.
"Let go! I'm going to shoot off! I'm going to
shoot my stuff in your mouth. Please let me go."
Anne bobbed her head and sucked. Pat had
warned Anne. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble,
dribble; Pat's hips jerked and he let loose a fresh load of
young boy cum. He watched Anne suck every drop of his
cum out of his prick and swallowed it. She kept sucking
until his prick was reduced to its limp state. With one
final suck she raised her head and let his flaccid prick
slide out of her mouth.
"Pat, if I wasn't prepared to drink your cum I
wouldn't have started to suck your cock. I like to make
you shoot off in my mouth and I like the taste of your
cum. Making you feel good makes me feel good too. I
had an orgasm while you were shooting your cum into my
mouth."
Anne kissed Pat again. He knew what Anne
expected him to do and opened his mouth. Anne pushed
her tongue into his mouth and he tasted some of the cum
that he'd shot into her mouth. He sucked on her tongue,
then pushed his tongue in her mouth and licked inside so
he could taste some more of his cum. He reached
between their bodies, pushed three fingers into Anne's
cunt, and wiggled them. Anne wiggled back. He was
going to make her feel good that way again then had
another idea.
"Ms. Wollenski, uh, Anne?"
"Yes?"
"Uh, I've never seen a girl down there. Can I see
what it looks like?"
"Pat, you can talk plainer that. You want to see
my cunt. You had your prick in my cunt and you fucked
me. I sucked your cock and gave you a blow job. You
shot your cum into my mouth. I'm sure you know all
those words and they are very appropriate for what we're
doing. Now you say it that way."
Pat blushed. How could he use those words with
a lady when he had difficulty using them with David but
he didn't want to displease Anne. If she were displeased
maybe she wouldn't do more of these things with him. He
took a deep breath and braced himself.
"I fucked you and shot off in your cunt. After
that you sucked my cock and gave me a real good blow
job. I shot another load of cum in your mouth and you
swallowed it." Pat, looked at Anne again, took a deep
breath, and blushed. "You're a real good cocksucker and
I liked the way it felt. There, is that better? Now can I
see what your cunt looks like inside?"
Pat was blushing again and Anne held him close,
kissed him, and ran her hand on the back of his neck. She
liked this innocent young kid. She would get them this
young all the time from now on.
She hoped she could hang on to Pat for a year or
two, after that he would probably be on the prowl for
girls his own age. With what she taught him he'd be able
to take good care of each of his conquests.
"Yes, much better. I'm glad you think I'm a good
cocksucker. You didn't do such a bad job fucking me
either. You made me come several times. Of course you
can explore my cunt and find out what a woman's
plumbing looks like. I have to admit that it's pretty well
hidden. It not like a boy, you do have to get real close to
examine it. Scoot down on the bed and see what you can
find out."
Pat scooted. He got between Anne's legs. She
lifted her knees and spread them. Her cunt looked pretty
sloppy with his cum oozing out of it but he couldn't see
very much of what was on the inside. He reached for it
then looked up at Anne.
"Go ahead, explore. I'll like the feel your fingers
in there. It will feel as good to me as it felt to you when I
held your prick."
Pat turned his attention back to Anne's cunt. He
held the hairy outer lips apart. He sniffed. It smelled real
good. His prick start to get hard again. Pat was
examining the inside of a cunt.
There were another pair of pink lips, down low,
inside the hairy ones. That must be where he had pushed
his fingers and later on his prick. He pushed his fingers
in again and watched the lips closed around his fingers.
He wiggled his fingers and Anne wiggled in
response. She liked that so he wiggled them back and
forth. There was a bump above those inside lips. Pat
rubbed it and Anne wiggled again. He wondered what
that was, he raised his eyebrows and looked up at her.
"That's my clitoris. It's usually called a clit. It
feels good when you rub it, it's supposed to be just about
as sensitive as the head of your prick."
Anne's clit got bigger as Pat rubbed it. It must
be the equivalent of his getting a hard on. Gee, her cunt
smelled real good. He sniffed his finger. He tentatively
stuck out his tongue and licked it. It tasted as good as it
smelled.
Like most boys his age Pat had heard about
lapping cunt but like most boys his age it was another
thing he didn't really believe. Anne had sucked his cock,
would she want to have him to lap her cunt? He looked
at her again. Anne was grinning. It was as if she were
reading his mind.
"Go ahead, give it a try. You might find you like
it. Most men do."
That was like a dare. She was telling him if he
were a grown man he would do it. He wouldn't prove he
was a boy. He looked at her cunt. That moisture was
mostly his cum and he drank his cum all the time when he
jerked off. He thought it would probably taste just as
good from her cunt as it did from his hand. Her cunt
juices smelled real good too. If they tasted like they
smelled they wouldn't too bad either. He got between her
legs, took a deep breath, and ran his tongue along the
inside of her outer cunt lips. Anne's hips jerked. It didn't
taste bad at all! He rather liked it.
He grinned and Anne grinned back. This kid was
a find. It had taken her months to get other odd job boys
to lap cunt. One of them had never done it. Pat was
about to lap her cunt on the day he lost his virginity. This
made his tongue feel even better in her cunt.
Pat licked her cunt again. If Anne's clit was as
sensitive as his prick he knew it would feel good if he
licked it. It felt good when she licked on the head of his
prick. He licked her clit and her hips moved. He licked
some more. It was big enough so he could suck it into his
mouth. Anne wiggled when he did that and he knew that
he was making her feel good.
He moved his mouth down to the inner cunt lips
and sucked some cum out. Anne wiggled some more. He
thrust his tongue between the lips and pushed it in and
out. Anne's hips were up off the bed by now. This was
neat. He liked lapping cunt. He liked the way he could
control Anne's response. He pushed his tongue in and out
a couple more times then sucked on her clit again. Anne
was moaning and tossing her head from side to side.
"Ahhh! Ohhh! You're making me come. I'm
coming! Oooo! Lap my cunt! Suck my clit! You're
making me come!"
Pat followed her direction. Her cunt contracted
around his tongue. This was real neat. He never realized
he could make a woman act like this. Wow!
Anne pushed his head away. His ministrations
were driving her up the wall. She reached her limit. Pat
sat back on his heels wearing a shit eating grin. He'd
done a good job and he was proud of it. Lapping cunt
was a lot of fun. Anne knew that a boy this age needed
encouragement and praise to bolster his ego.
"Well, you certainly figured out what you were
supposed to do to make me feel good. I told you that you
would know what to do. Your instincts are good and you
don't mind going with them. That was one of the best
cunt lappings I've ever had. I could almost swear you've
done this before. Do you like lapping cunt? Was it fun
lapping my cunt?"
"Gees, yeh. I started to do it just to pay you back
and make you feel good for sucking my cock but I got to
like it after a while. It's fun making you wiggle your hips
and toss your head from side to side like that. You don't
have to suck my cock to get me to lap your cunt any
more. I'd do it anyway."
Anne pulled Pat up and kissed and hugged him.
"Pat, I didn't suck your cock just to get you to lap
my cunt. I like sucking cock for itself the same way you
like lapping cunt. I like to make you feel good the same
way you like to make me feel good. What's this? You've
got another hard on. You get on top and fuck me. Get on
your knees between my legs. That's right. Now we'll get
your prick into my cunt. That's right now push."
Pat followed instructions. Anne reached down
and positioned his prick at the entrance of her cunt. Pat's
prick slid into those inner cunt lips again. He lay there
for a moment savoring the sensation of that warm sheath
around his prick then flexed his hips. His prick rode out
then back into Anne's cunt.
Wow! He was fucking again. Anne wrapped
her legs around his hips. Pat repeated the hip thrust and
he felt Anne's crotch come up to meet his. She moved her
hips in opposition to Pat's cock thrusts and their bodies
slapped together each time they met.
Pat had come three times in the last hour and a
half. He had a lot more staying power now and he had a
lot more control of what he was doing. He was in no
hurry to shoot off this time. He eased his hips down until
he felt his prick fully engulfed In Anne's warm, slick cunt
then slowly pulled back to get the most of the mild
friction of Anne's slick sheath on his hard prick. Anne
matched Pat's slow rhythm.
Gradually Pat picked up the tempo. Anne's cunt
contracted. His hips flashed up and down. Anne's hips
ground round and round. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble,
dribble, dribble; he shot another load of cum into Anne's
cunt. Anne continued to move her hips till all the cum
was milked out of Pat's cock and it was soft.
Anne surprised Pat again. She kissed him then
turned his body around to lick the cum off his prick. Her
cunt was in front of his face. Without thinking he lapped
the remains of his cum and her cunt juices out of her
cunt. This completed, Pat turned around and kissed and
hugged Anne some more.
"My god! Shirley will be home from ballet in a
few minutes."
Pat dressed. Anne put on a bra and panties under
her housecoat. Pat was moving boxes up to the attic
when Shirley came in the door. Pat blushed. What if she
found out what he was doing with her mother. Wow! He
had to be careful.
His wanted to brag about this to the boys at
school but he better not. David would have it all over
school in a day if he found out. The fewer people that
found out the better off he was. He didn't know what
would happen if his parents ever found out.
Anne paid Pat nine dollars for the three hours
work. Pat didn't want to take it. Anne asked him what he
would tell his parents if he didn't. Pat reluctantly took the
money. It just didn't seem right that Anne should pay him
money for what he'd done this afternoon.
Anne reminded Pat that she had work for him
next Wednesday. Pat said he'd be back. He hoped it was
the same kind of work that he had done today.
Pat did a lot of thinking on the way home. Anne
hadn't worn anything under her housecoat but put on a
bra and panties when Shirley was due home. She had
personally led him up the steep stairs when she could
have given him instructions. She rubbed his cock when
she had him on the landing. It all couldn't have been an
accident. She'd walked into the bathroom without
knocking.
Pat came to some astute conclusions. Anne
hadn't hired him to do odd jobs. She wanted him to fuck
her. She wanted to suck his cock and have him lap her
cunt. The way to get him in the house with her was with
the pretext of giving him work. Otherwise people would
wonder what he was doing there. His mother was one of
those people. He better have good answers to the
questions she was bound to ask when he got home.
Robin did have questions. What did the
Wolenski house look like? What kind of jobs was he to
do? How had Ms. Wolenski treated him? Wow! If he
told his mother the way Anne treated him, she would go
through the roof. Pat answered the questions in his usual
detached manner. He was glad he'd thought over his
answers on the way home. He could have been caught up
any number of times.
After dinner Pat went to his bedroom, did his
homework, and waited for Sarah to appear in her
bedroom. She showed up at nine and they went through
the same routine as they had the night before. Pat found
that he enjoyed it more now that he had the experience
with Anne. He wondered if Sarah's cunt would taste the
same as Anne's. He'd like to try it and find out.
Chapter - 4
The next afternoon David invited Pat over after
school. Pat didn't see how he could decline. He stopped
to tell his mother and went next door to the Cohen's
house. Sarah met him at the door, led him into the living
room, and gave Pat a big grin. Pat was a little flustered
but he grinned back at her. When David wasn't looking
Sarah made jerk off motions with her hand and Pat
blushed.
Sylvia made a big platter of sandwiches for the
boys to take up to David's bedroom. They played some
computer games and David brought up the hidden files
again. They started with the woman on top of the man
then the one with the guy getting his cock sucked then
went on to some new ones. The next one showed a man
licking a woman's cunt. David said he couldn't see how
anyone could do something like that.
Pat was a very honest person. He very rarely
told any lies or hid anything. His life was now getting
very complicated. He blushed but said he didn't see how
anyone could do that either. He thought lapping Sarah's
cunt would be a ball. David just didn't know how much
fun cunt lapping could be. The next one showed a man
and woman in the sixty nine position.
David had his prick out and was jerking off. Pat
pulled out his prick and jerked off. They both came
about the same time and caught their cum in wads of
kleenex. Pat decided David talked big but didn't know
very much. It was a lot more fun to eat your cum than to
throw it in the waste paper basket. There was a knock on
the door.
"David, your dental appointment, you're due
there in fifteen minutes and we forgot it. Why don't you
leave Pat work at your PC while I take you. We'll be
back before an hour's up. It's only an examination."
David shrugged his shoulders and went out with
his mother. They weren't out of the house a minute when
there was another knock on the bedroom door.
"Yes?"
"It's me, Sarah. Can I come in?"
Pat turned off the monitor so Sarah wouldn't see
the graphic and opened the door for her. She looked at
the monitor, looked at Pat, and grinned.
"Which one of his graphics do you have up? Oh,
Pat, after last night you shouldn't blush about that. I
think it was real neat the way you licked your cum off
your hand. If you could let me see you do that you can
surely talk about it with me."
Pat didn't know what to say. Sarah was right he
had let her see him do things that he wouldn't even admit
to doing a week ago. He was taken off the hook when
Sarah continued.
"You know the reason I did those things with you
last night?"
"Uh, no."
"When David told you my bedroom was across
from yours you acted surprised. You didn't let on that I'd
let you see my tits. I saw you watching me and I knew I
could trust you. If you had told David anything about it
that would have been the end."
"How did you hear what David and I talked
about."
"Here, let me show you."
Sarah led Pat to a corner of the room. She
pointed to a place on the edge of some trim. There was a
tiny hole and she told him to look through. He did and
saw a lot of female clothes on hangers.
"That's the walk in closet in my room. I even
watched you and David jerk off this afternoon. That was
fun. Gee, it's easy to make you blush."
Then Sarah looked at Pat and she blushed.
"Uh, Pat?"
"Yeh?"
"You know the things we did last night?"
"Yeh?"
"I never felt a boy's thing, Uh, his prick. If I let
you feel my, uh, cunt, will you let me feel your prick?"
Pat still couldn't figure out why an older girl was
interested in a young boy like him.
"You're fourteen, how come you want to play
around with a little kid like me?"
"Well, I do think you're cute and I sort of like
you because of the way you talk to David and don't tell
him everything you know. I'd like to do these things with
boys my age but they want me to do things I don't want to
do yet. I feel safer with you, you wouldn't try to make me
do anything I didn't want to. I do want to find out about
boys, though, the same way you want to find out about
girls."
Sarah was blushing through this recitation. He
realized that it was hard for Sarah to tell him all these
personal things and he was sure she was telling him the
truth. It would be fun to feel her cunt. He couldn't think
of any reason he shouldn't trade feels with her.
"If you want to. Shall we both get undressed?"
Sarah hesitated.
"Uh, no, not in the same room. Just open you fly
and I'll pull down my panties."
Sarah reached up under her skirt and waited for
Pat to make a move. Pat unzipped his fly as Sarah pulled
her panties down. Pat pulled out his prick and Sarah
exposed her pussy. They looked at each other.
Sarah reached over to touch Pat's cock. Pat ran
his finger along her snatch at the same time. Sarah
wrapped her fingers around Pat's prick. Pat pushed his
fingers between the outer lips of Sarah's cunt. Sarah
moved her hand up and down Pat's prick. Pat pushed a
finger between Sarah's inner cunt lips and pushed it in
and out a couple of times. Sarah shivered, pushed her
hips forward, and took a deep breath.
Pat got macho. If Sarah wanted him to finger
fuck her he knew how to make her feel much better than
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