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 Getting home - part 1 (MMf)
   (Young girl gets surprise when she gets home one evening.)
   I got home from school one day to find someone in the kitchen.  I didn't
recognise the person, just that it was a quite tall man.  It made me very
cautious.  Where was Mum?  She was usually home at this time.  I thought I
should call to find out where she was.  Perhaps she'd got delayed at work -
she was a nurse.  But I didn't call her.  This person looked ok - he wasn't
doing anything frightening, just making a cup of tea, as far as I could
tell.  And he was talking to someone else, who I couldn't see.
   Oh, by the way, my name is Becky - I'm 14 and usually quite timid.  I
was quite the innocent one, as far as my friends were concerned.  They all
seemed to have boyfriends, or even girlfriends.  I hadn't had any
experience of that sort of thing - as yet.  I did like the fact that men
seemed to want to look up my skirt all the time.  I'd taken to wearing it
shorter and shorter this year.  It seemed to get more guys interested - at
least, with looking at me.  Then, just last week, I'd decided to wear
little tiny panties to school - and on the way back.  I changed into
regulation panties as soon as I got to school and as soon as I got home. 
The guys who usually watched me on the bus had already got agitated when I
got on the bus this last week.  It made me smile.
   Anyway, here I was outside my own home, with a stranger in my Mum's
house, looking like he was completely at home.  I decided I'd go inside and
find out what was going on.  I unlocked the front door and walked into the
hallway.  There were scurrying noises from the kitchen and someone called
out "Damn.  She's home already!"
   I went to my room and dropped off my schoolbag, intending to change into
my 'decent' panties.  But something told me not to - I don't know why.
   I went out into the hallway again and was confronted by the tall man I'd
seen in the kitchen.
   "I guess you must be Becky," he said warmly.
   He had a lovely smile and seemed very relaxed.
   "Yea, I'm Becky," I replied, "But who are you and what are you doing in
our house?"
   "Oh!" he responded, genuinely surprised.  "Didn't your Mum say
anything?"
   "Nope.  Not a word!" I replied.
   "I'm your Mum's brother.  Rocky," he replied.  "Your Uncle Rocky."
   "Mum's never mentioned you!" I said surprised.
   "No, she wouldn't," he said quietly.  "I've been away."
   "Where?" I asked.
   "In jail.  For robbery," he told me, openly.
   "When did you get out?" I asked, now quite interested.
   My uncle is a jailbird!  Wow!  Wait till I tell my friends.
   "Just yesterday.  We came straight here.  Sis told us to."
   "We?  Who is we?" I asked.
   "Oh, just your Uncle John.  He picked me up from the jail."
   "Is he really my uncle?" I asked, now even more surprised.
   "Nah!  not really, but you can call him Uncle John," my uncle said.
   "Is it her?" came a voice from the kitchen.
   "No, John.  It's Becky," he called.
   "Oh, the sexy young one?" came the voice.
   "Yep!" my uncle replied.
   I was now just a little worried.  I was alone in a house with two guys,
who both seemed to be interested in something about me.  I was still
wondering where my Mum was.
   "Oh, sis has gone to Auntie Joan's for the evening," Uncle Rocky
informed me.  "She'l be back around midnight, so she said."
   "She didn't tell me anything about this," I cried, in shock.
   "Auntie Joan's hubby has fallen ill.  He had to go to hospital."
   "OK, OK!" I responded.  "So you're going to cook my dinner?"
   "Something like that," Uncle Rocky replied, grinning.
   Another tall man came out from the kitchen.  I guessed he must be my
'uncle' John.
   He looked at me with decidedly lustful eyes, dwelling on my short skirt
and then on my just beginning boobies.
   "You're not wrong, Rocky.  She's a bit of alright!" he cried smiling or
was it sneering with lust?
   "We're not ready for dinner yet, Becky," said Uncle Rocky quietly. 
"We'd like to try something else first."
   I was now totally worried.  I could feel my body heating up, not sure
whether it was from fear or something else.
   I tried to walk past uncle Rocky, but he grabbed my by the shoulders.
   "Where are you going, Becky," he asked softly.
   "I thought I'd go into the lounge to watch TV.  Is that OK?" I asked,
timidly.
   "I guess we could all go into the lounge.  Not sure we want to watch TV,
do we, John?"
   He released me from his very strong grip.
   "Nah!  There's something better to look at, at least for me!"
   The two men followed me into the lounge where I sat on the couch.  They
quickly sat on either side of me.  I was very conscious of the fact that my
little short skirt had slipped almost right up my legs.  I felt a little
exposed.
   John and Uncle Rocky both had their eyes focussed on my long legs.
   "Nice, eh?" asked John.
   "Delicious," said my uncle, smiling at me again.  "Tell you what, Becky,
So that you don't scream or anything, why don't you just take off your
clothes for us."
   I look at him in disgust!
   "What?  I'm not going to do that - not for you!" I cried amazed that he
would suggest such a thing.
   "Well, little sweet schoolgirl, we might have to just do it for you!"
said John, gently.
   "No!" I shouted.  "You won't!"
   I tried to stand up from the couch, but the men put one hand on each of
my legs, just above the knee, and I couldn't move.
   "Now don't make us hurt you," said Uncle Rocky.  "Be nice!"
   "What are you going to do with me?" I asked in horror.
   "Your Uncle Rocky has just spent three years in an all-male prison.  How
do you think he feels?" explained John.
   "I don't know!  I've not...." I cried.
   "Well, I can tell you.  I'm sure you don't mind, Rocky," he continued.
"He's got the worst case of blue balls ever!  Ain't that right, Rocky?"
   "Sure is painful!" agreed Uncle Rocky.
   "What's blue balls?" I asked.
   "Lack of sex.  No release for his huge cock!" said John, with a big
grin.
   "Uh huh!" said Uncle Rocky, his hand slowly sliding up my leg.
   "Bet it's really hard right now, eh?" asked John.
   "I wouldn't know!" I cried.
   John grabbed my hand and pressed it into Uncle Rocky's crotch.  I felt
an enormous throbbing bulge that seemed to get bigger under my hand.
   "It sure is big!" chuckled John.
   "Ummmm Hmmmmm!" I had to agree, struggling to get my hand free.
   Uncle Rocky's hand had now slipped under the hem of my short skirt.  I
had to admit that it actually felt quite nice.  I could feel a sort of
warmth between my legs, suddenly.
   John moved his hand onto my white school blouse, right over where my
little boobies were just beginning to grow.  He groaned quietly as his hand
clased over my little mound.  It did feel good!
   "She's got some nice little ones here, Rocky," he grinned.
   "She feels good right here too," murmured my Uncle Rocky, his hand
continuing further up my leg under my school skirt.
   I really couldn't move, and I actually no longer wanted to.  John's hand
felt nice on my titty and what Uncle Rocky was doing beneath my skirt felt
so delicious.  I could feel my panties getting wetter by the second.
   Uncle Rocky's hand suddenly stopped moving.  He grunted and groaned.  I
wondered what had happened, he looked in such pain.
   "Damn it!" he moaned.  "I couldn't hold it!"
   John laughed and looked at me.
   "Don't worry, sweet thing," he murmured.  "Your Uncle Rocky's just
filled his pants with cum.  He couldn't keep it under control any longer.
I'm not surprised.  You are one really sexy girl!"
   I didn't really understand what John meant, but I could see that Uncle
Rocky now had a broad grin on his face.  I wanted to know what had made him
groan like that though!
   Before I could say anything, John began to unfasten the buttons of my
little white blouse.  No-one had ever tried to do that to me before and it
was a little embarrassing.  I knew I had only very little boobies and the
bra I wore was far too big for them.  But John was clearly getting one hell
of a thrill as he slowly unfasten the blouse buttons.  He was murmuring his
approval as more and more of my bra was uncovered.
   Meanwhile, Uncle Rocky seemed to have recovered a bit from whatever he'd
done and his hand had returned under my skirt, fgondling my soft legs
gently.  He was now so far up under my skirt that he must have been able to
feel my panties.
   "John?" he said quietly.  "She's not wearing panties!"
   "Oh yes I am!" I cried indignantly, lifting my skirt right up and then
pausing in horror.
   The two men looked at me, and right up under my skirt, then at each
other and giggled.
   "You're wrong, Rocky," chuckled John.  "She is wearing them.  They're
real small though!"
   I flipped my skirt down again, over Uncle Rocky's hand, which he'd kept
clamped to my inner thigh all the time.  He grinned at me.
   By now, all the buttons on my school blouse were undone.  John pulled
the tails out of my skirt waistband and peeled the blouse from my
shoulders.
   "You are a real beauty," he murmured, as his hands moved onto my bra
cups and squeezed.  "So young and fresh!"
   Uncle Rocky's hands began to play at the tops of my legs, even some of
his fingers slipped down between my legs.  It felt so good I just had to
moan with pleasure.
   "You're really enjoying this, aren't you, Becky?" Uncle Rocky asked.
   "Uh huh!" I managed to say quietly and truthfully.
   John pushed me forward a little and his hands went behind my back.  In
seconds, he'd unclasped my bra and released my little boobies.
   "OMG, just look at them!" he exclaimed, his eyes feasting on my budding
titties.  "Beautiful!"
   Uncle Rocky nodded in agreement as his fingers teased between my legs. I
was now so excited by all their manipulations that I could hardly breathe.
   "She's got real wet now too!" Uncle Rocky grinned at John.
   "I've go to taste those titties!" cried John, throwing my bra on the
floor.
   He bent his head down and his hot lips engulfed one of my little boobs.
The rush of delicious feelings made me feel all woozy.I could feel my
nipples tingling as they seemed to just grow and grow.  John's tongue
teased and tickled the one in his mouth.  Boy!  Did that feel good!
   Suddenly, both men stopped.  I looked at Uncle Rocky questioningly.
   "I think you know what we want you to do now, Becky?" he said with a
broad smile.
   "Well, I'm not going to!" I said flatly, but with a little smile.
   Uncle Rocky didn't hesitate.  He pulled his hands out from under my
skirt and quickly unfastened the side zip of my skirt.
   "Take it off now, Becky," he ordered, firmly but smiling.
   "OK, Uncle Rocky.  If you want me to," I agreed sullenly.
   "We do want you to, don't we John?"
   "Oh yes, we definitely do.  You are so beautiful, Becky.  We're going to
make you feel so good,"
   I stood up in front of them, feeling almost completely naked and more
than a little embarrassed.  No man or boy had ever seen me naked since my
Dad left when I was 5.  As I stood up, my school skirt slid down my legs to
the floor.  Both men gasped in delight.
   "Gorgeous!" groaned John.
   "Fantastic!" agreed Uncle Rocky.
   Both men's eyes ran all over my body and made me tingle.  I knew my
little panties were soaking wet now.
   "Those are really tiny!" chuckled John, his hands moving to my hips and
trying to pull off the little scrap of material.
   "Don't do that!" I snapped, trying to look angry.
   "Take them off, Becky!" Uncle Rocky ordered in his serious voice.
   "I will," I told them.  "But I want to do it myself."
   Both men nodded and sat back on the couch, eyeing me all over.  Very
slowly, I moved my hands to the sides of my little panties.  Their eyes
were following my every move.  I could see that both men had big lumps
hidden under their shorts.
   I pushed the tiny panties down just a little, grinning at the men as
their mouths opened in admiration.  It was hard to believe that two grown
men could have such interest in such a young girl as me!
   I managed to push my panties free from the tops of my legs, although the
wetness made the gusset stick to mu pussy.  John's eyes opened wider and
wider until the gusset came unstuck.  He then applauded as my panties
reached my knees.
   Both men were then unable to control themselves any longer.  John stood
up and embraced me firmly.
   Uncle Rocky pulled my little panties off the rest of my legs and dropped
them on the floor.  I grinned at him' John pushed me back onto the couch
and quickly pushed my legs wide apart.  He knelt back to admire me.
   "Ain't that just the prettiest pussy you've ever seen, Rocky?"
   "Oh, yesssssssssssssss," agreed Uncle Rocky, feasting on the sight of my
body open and gaping for them.  "I bet she tastes real good, too."
   "I'll let you know!" chuckled John as he pushed his rough face between
my now very wide open thighs.
   I had no idea what to expect.  I was totally unprepared for the shocking
feeling of delirium that overcame me just a few seconds after John's tongue
began to lap at my pussy.  I groaned loudly as feelings shot through me. 
His tongue seemed to be concentrating on a little bubble of skin just at
the top of my pussy.  And it was driving me crazy.
   Suddenly, he stopped.  He looked up at me and then at Rocky.
   "The best tasting pussy I've ever had," he laughed, immediately
returning to continue giving me more extreme pleasure.
   Uncle Rocky looked at me with a smile and then leaned his face towards
mine.  I though he was going to drop onto my boobies, just like John had. I
was totally unprepared to feel his soft warm lips on mine, his tongue
pushing my lips apart and exploring my mouth.
   I gasped, struggling to breathe as he tongue kissed me like crazy.  My
body seemed to drift off somewhere into a haze of the most delightful
feelings.
   "Oh, Uncle Rocky," I managed to cry out as soon as I could get away from
his probing lips.
   "You made her all wet, Rocky," came a muffled moan from between my legs.
   Uncle Rocky giggled and came back to kiss me some more.  This time, his
hands roamed all over my titties, squeezing them and pinching the nipples
quite hard.  moaned with delight at his attentions and also from the
wonderful tongue pleasure I was getting from John.
   Suddenly, things got even more wild and I began to cry out and grunt. 
My body seemed to be concentrating on some feeling that began in my nipples
and then went directly between my legs.  John's tongue was doing something
to me that was very special.
   I shrieked loudly, apparently, when the feelings peaked.  I'd clamped
John's head between my legs so he almost couldn't breathe and then filled
his mouth with juices that squirted out of my pussy.  Uncle Rocky tried
hard to hold onto me as I thrashed and wriggled around, crying with
pleasure continuously for at least a minute, so they told me after I'd been
able to calm down.
   "Has that happened to you before, Becky?" asked uncle Rocky, seriously
concerned for my well-being.
   "I'm fine, uncle Rocky," I assured him.  "And no.  Nothing like that's
ever happened to me before.  What was it?"
   "Us adults call it an orgasm," John explained, grinning from ear to ear.
"I just made you cum!"
   "You sure did!" agreed Uncle Rocky, holding me tightly in his strong
arms.
   I remembered back to my sex ed classes where the boys had all giggled
when our teacher explained that girls could orgasm too.  Boys just didn't
understand.  But obviously John and uncle Rocky did!  Wow!  I was still
tingling as John stood up in front of me.
   "Is it time, Rocky?" he asked, looking at me lustfully.
   "I reckon she's ripe for it, don't you?" Uncle Rocky agreed.
   "Ripe for what?" I asked, still trying to sound innocent, which I was
anyway.
   "We're going to give you even more pleasure and you're going to give us
lots of pleasure too," said uncle Rocky, with a wink at John.
   John, standing proudly in front of me, began to unfasten his shorts.  As
he was so close, I could see a large bulge in his briefs as soon as he'd
let his shorts drop to the floor.
   "He's not as big as me," chuckled uncle Rocky, "but he'll get you
going!"
   I gasped as John pulled out the front of his briefs and then pushed them
down to his knees.  His big cock sprang upwards and stuck there like a
flagpole.  It looked awesomely dangerous.
   "I've got no where for you to put that!" I cried, knowing full well that
these guys knew just where they were going to put their big cocks.
   "It'll fit just where John's been licking you," Uncle Rocky assured me
with a big smile.
   "I'm much too small!" I protested, now struggling to get up from the
couch.
   "I like the fire in this one's belly," chuckled John as he pushed me
quite roughly back onto the couch.
   "Now you be a good girl and don't kick or scream.  It'll hurt for a bit,
but then it'll just get better," Uncle Rocky told me.
   I wasn't too sure.  One thing I did know, and they didn't, was that I
was already over that bleeding part.  While riding my bike when I was 13,
I'd fallen down hurt myself quite badly.  When Mum took me to the doctor,
he said that the bleeding between my legs was my ruptured hymen.  I had to
look it up on the Internet, because it was before our sex-ed classes had
started at school.
   I know my Mum was secretly pleased.  She'd always warned me to only let
someone I loved do it to me for the first time.  Now I wasn't going to
suffer the pain, at least not from something breaking.  Although as I
looked at the fearsome weapon that John was right now aiming between my
legs, I began to get a little bit afraid.
   "It's OK, Becky!  It will only hurt for a bit!" John assured me as I
felt the big head of his cock pushing between my legs.
   He pushed a little and I felt my insides opening up for him.  I couldn't
move now as Uncle Rocky was holding my legs really wide apart, grinning
naughtily at me.
   John pushed more and his cock slid slowly inside me.
   "You got to feel this tight pussy, Rocky!" he groaned.  "Oh, no!  It's
too damn tight!"
   He held himself still and his big cock began to throb.  I felt a warmth
flood through inside me in big pulses, each one following his grunts.
   "He couldn't hold it either!" giggled uncle Rocky, watching as his
friend slowly pulled his somewhat limper cock out of me.
   I felt a flood of warmth run down towards my butt and I was then lying
in a warm pool of his stuff.
   "I think we all ought to go to the bedroom now," suggested Uncle Rocky.
"You've just ruined the couch, John!"
   John stood up and looked down between my legs.
   "Honey, that is the tightest, most beautifuf pussy I've ever had the
pleasure of taking," he enthused.  "Thank you.  But you weren't a virgin?"
   I explained what had happened a year ago, and both guys laughed.
   "Going to come with us to the bedroom now?" asked Uncle Rocky, gently.
   I nodded and grinned, feeling more hot juices running down my legs as I
stood up.
   "You shot a huge load there, John!" chuckled Uncle Rocky as he saw the
river of white.
   "And she was very juicy too!" he agreed, leaving the rest of his clothes
on the couch.
   Uncle Rocky dropped all his clothes as he walked too and I gasped with
amazement when I saw his absolutely enormous cock.
   "Wait till that is right up inside you," he warned, with a grin.
   "It won't fit!" I told him flatly.
   "It will, he said.  "And you'll love it!"
   (Will be continued with sufficient feedback...)
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Getting home - part 1