Licking Lollies
Part 1 of 3 - Openings

Summary: A twisting narrative with puzzlement, humor and
hornporn, about two eager neighbor girls and an aunt's many
gifts.

Keywords: Mfg, voy, cons, rough, oral, hj, intrr

  This is a story, an obvious fantasy. It contains sexually
graphic and explicit material and as such it is not suitable for
minors. If you are a minor, or if it is otherwise illegal for you
to read or view sexually explicit material in your community,
please close the file and move on.

Giggling came from the other side of the tall cedar fence that
separated my place from the vacant rental house next door. That
house had been empty ever since I'd moved in to my pastel three
bedroom stucco bungalow.  I'd gotten a substantial inheritance
from an aunt and the place suited me well. Uniquely isolated in
convenient, crowded conformity.  It was on the edge of the edge
of an old foothills canyon development, on a cul-de-sac, near the
bottom of the bag backing into a steep hill that, the agent
promptly informed me, had been stable since the "unfortunate
incident" in 1971. Two lots on the other side of mine were bare.
The landslide ("so long ago...and we've had some very wet years
since then...") had undermined the neighboring house's garage and
moved the second house off its foundation. The lots were cleared
and engineered to help protect the remaining hillside. There was
a big gully filled with boulders, weeds and snakes. Tractless
tract.

 Things had sort of passed by the Torrey Pines development since
it lost eight of its homes shortly after it opened. Years of
litigation and engineering and grading bankrupted the developers.
Thirty-five years later, quite a few houses were vacant, four of
about twenty on my Pinecone Court ribbon.  The agent admitted
many of the inhabited properties were leased, so it struck me as
probably bottomed out for the burbs, not a close-knit community
where people tended to put down roots and to learn more about
each other than I cared to divulge.

 I snuck up to the fence, bent down and peered through a narrow
gap between weathered boards.  Two girls were checking out the
tulip tree-sheltered space in this back corner of the overgrown
yard. It offered escape from the hot sun as well as privacy away
from parental monitors.

 "We can make like a room. You'll have lots of cardboard from
moving boxes. When Arnell moved in he made like a fort and we cut
windows and stuff. But we could make like a floor. My dad's got
some big plastic.. whatdaya call those...tarps, and we could
bring blankets and pillows. Your mom and dad would be ok with
that, right? It'd just be a month until the rain starts."

 "I dunno, yeah, probably."

 "Your neighbor is Nick. He just bought that house and he spends
lots of time fixing it up. He's funny and cool. I think he, I
think he likes kids, like he'd be a good uncle, ya know? Take ya
to the movies maybe when you needed a ride. And when you see
him...he's pretty good lookin' too."  The chatterbox I recognized
as freckled flirt Sally who lived down on the corner by the main
drive. Sally was boisterous, aggressive and funny, and seemed
always eager to make a new friend.

 Since buying the house four months earlier, I'd had my eye on
Sally, thirteen on her way to seriously stacked fourteen.
Red-headed Sally had a walk that she turned on sometimes for me,
a considered sassiness showing her growing assets. I'd even
jacked off imagining jacking off into her pretty face. Fresh
freckle cream. Over the short time I'd been there, Sally's boobs
had sprouted to more than mouthfuls, yet until school started she
had usually gone braless. Now here she was, showing tee-shirted
niptips and hanging from a tree limb with her shirt pulled up
revealing a little baby fat around the curves she was so well
developing.

 The other girl was lying on her back in the tall grass like she
was testing a mattress. Arms behind her head, she was
rhythmically opening and closing her bent legs, knees first
together, then spread to reveal the crotch of her yellow shorts,
then together, then showing skinny thighs below her knobby knees,
then closed shut, then showing a concave belly and titless torso.
I knelt watching the girls, letting the possibilities flow from
my brain to my lengthening dick.

 Her name was Rhoshan, twelve and going into seventh grade. I'd
made a point of being the helpful neighbor when Rashid, Rhoshan's
dad, rode up the next day in a truck that came with a huge
goateed man in a skullcap.  Rashid and Salifah had been hired to
run a strip mall franchise business. That required a quick move
and the rent here was a steal so, to get Rhoshan stabilized and
into school as soon as possible, this would be home while they
learned the area and got the shop running.  Rashid seemed a
friendly guy who would wear a company logo polo shirt his whole
working life; out of Oakland or maybe just a Raiders fan. Salifah
was tall, sleek, and graceful and walked like she had grown up in
sand and flip-flops. I couldn't quite place her accent or
appearance, northeast Africa I thought, a rich ancient brew of
Saharan arab tinted by nilotic black. She and Rhoshan would look
fantastic together tied and stretched.  Sally and my new
mocha-hued dickthrob had lugged boxes to Rhoshan's room,
jabbering like long friends. Rhoshan had that gangly preteen body
I sometimes harden at where the young girl is elongated in every
way from face to skinny calves - gazelles, herons, afghan hounds,
Disney fairies, like that.  Pluck and fuck wasn't my thing, but
if it was, I'd choose a dark road and a long tall tight and light
black girl, a thin-thighed cock sleeve like Rhoshan.

 Sally introduced me as "Nick Nack", a joke I'd encouraged. That
was how she'd first heard Nick Mack. I'd used it ever since and
she played along. I'd led her to Rick Rack and Dick Dack and even
Prick Prack, at which she glanced at the outline of my pride.
Sally was warming up, and that might give me a head start with
Rhoshan.

 I helped move furniture and boxes into the house and discovered
Rhoshan's bedroom was just across the seven-foot-tall fence from
my place. On each side of the fence was a driveway-wide side
yard. The fence continued to the rear of both properties, where
it intersected a retaining wall with dam and berm terracing up
the grassy hill beyond. Ugly brown tinder in late summer. I
didn't say my aunt was rich.

 Rhoshan's window was up at least five feet but ran almost the
length of her room.  With the tall fence outside her window,
maybe she wouldn't bother closing curtains. Looking out, a person
would see nothing but the vine-covered fence, my garage roofline,
and a bit of sky. With a stepladder I could perv peep.

 Over iced tea when the truck was empty, I found out Rhoshan
would be a latchkey kid like Sally. "Rho" would be on her own
after her 3:30 return from school until around six-thirty while
Rashid and Salifah sweated shop. Sally was a grade ahead but more
than happy to escort Rho to and fro on the bus after she'd been
registered. Good neighbors Sally and Nick would be there to lend
whatever hand was needed. The backyard camp proposal was
submitted and approved, "As long as you don't bother Nick." I
was, of course, sure they'd be no problem and Rhoshan was welcome
to come over for any reason. I was new to the area as well,
worked on the house, a foreclosure in need of much, and edited a
monthly summary and statistical analysis of civil litigation
settlements and judgments for a legal research outfit. The costs
of deviltry to end the last round of extortion and negligence.
The reason for my move didn't come up.

 That very first night (and in fact thereafter) there was no
attempt at all to cover her high and wide window.  It was a new
moon and when I ninjaed outside her room I was sure everyone
would be asleep after the moving day's hard work and general
busyness. From the move-in, I knew her bed was head left and
across the room.  I set up the rubber-footed stepstool in what I
knew would be the blackness of the backdrop of my house and
played WWII submarine skipper, rising from bent knees, swiveling
and searching for prey.

 She wasn't asleep!  By the light in the hallway via the
cracked-open door, and a dim bedside lamp, I could clearly see
her taping up posters. Her dark skin from twenty feet away left a
lot to my fertile imagination, but the white panties were
providing high grade stimulus there anyway. She was standing on
the bed, facing away from me and leaning up to place a poster of
a slutty-looking singer of some sort. Just the panties, nothing
else. For twelve she was tall, well over five feet, skinny as the
proverbial rail. Her mother was almost my height and was nomad
thin, you could see the top of her sternum, easy to visualize her
with arms and legs locked together by wrist and ankle, a
ball-gag, a three-foot spreader bar at her knees keeping her
naked vulnerability as apparent as her pink hole while I rained
cum on her cunt.

 But back to Rhoshan. The bed was soft and she stood with legs
far apart, little ass clenched as she tensed her feet. Almost a
stick figure. Something about a spinner black girl for me. I had
videos of several tight dark middle-schoolers holding their
pussies open for me, but none rivaled Rhoshan in cock-hardening.
Middle schoolers were my wet dreams. I could read the horny
little twats. I could recognize the ones who wanted desperately
to have a safe, kind introduction to sex with an experienced man.
Gonzo internet porn could be pretty scary to a young girl who had
seen a lot but done nothing. Some girls were shy and wanted the
experience, but without the emotional risks of classroom romance.
A sex mentor they could trust enough to learn from and ask
questions of. I gave them some of that, but it also came hard and
rough and dirty, pure sex, the primal side, the hot side.  I gave
them the advantage later on of knowing the power in pleasure and
pain and abandonment and being able to loose that on a guy.
Cougar cubs. And I the Beastmaster.

 But back to Rhoshan. She was trying to use coils of tape on the
backside of the poster, but had way too much tape in play and was
having a hard time getting the poster straight while not having
tape get all twisted or stuck to her fingers. Her thin arms
reached high on the wall and then she was nearly in a classic
rear spread pose against the oversized glam tit queen.  She
finally got it up and actually stood back on the bed with her
arms fisted on white-pantied sides. She started mimicking a music
video dancer, pelvic thrusts and grinds. If I was going to settle
for this, watching her and jacking off, I'd invest in fiber
optics and get a little spy cam I could use through her window. 
But I wasn't going to settle for this. This beautiful spider-girl
was going to beg me to fuck her. So there were better investments
to be made.

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 Sally and Rhoshan seemed intent on creating a space of their own
in the neglected garden in Rhoshan's back yard. An
original-or-near-to-it owner had built a monstrous brick
barbeque, long since cracked and in need of repointing. Or
demolition. Beyond that and past an arc of tree roses all wild
and brambly was shaded shelter.  After school, even while Rho's
parents were at work, they'd hang out back there under cover of
the tulip tree's canopy rather than inside. From Sally's garage
came a stained area rug to cover the blue tarp-over-cardboard
floor. Blankets, pillows, a milk crate table. The site carried
with it the chance to spy on the neighbor guy. At least I hoped
they had added value for proximity to potential adult male
watching. I did my best to encourage it.

 I had purchased material to put up an anchor post for one end of
a hammock. The other end would be tied around a forty foot Torrey
pine that leaned only a little toward my house.  During the prep
work in the yard, I'd also adjusted the well-worn fence boards to
create convenient gaps for what I hoped would be the girls'
viewing pleasure, and solid sections I could hide behind to
listen to them. In the side alleyway, I chose a knee-high spot in
the ivy that grew up on my side and tacked a piece of Velcro to a
fence post, flat side shimmed to face the rear corner of my
garage. I stripped down to cargo shorts and work boots, what was
to be my new customary yard work attire, and started moving tools
and material, pacing and pondering. I sawed a sizable limb off
the pine tree and walked in circles snipping dead branches with a
pole trimmer. I wore the shorts loose and low, with no underwear.
I'm no gym junkie, but I'm still trim and I knew Sally checked me
out when I shot hoops out front or did yard work. From behind my
shades I checked the fence. I couldn't see any little girl
leering, had no idea if the fish were nibbling.

 The early September weather stayed fair and warm. Whenever I was
in the backyard during after-school hours, which by design was
pretty often, I'd be sure to have music playing or make noise
announcing my presence. Usually, at some point the girls would be
out setting up their crib and lolling about.  We'd sometimes say
"hey" through the fence, Sally and I would banter. I started
playing with Rho, setting her up to make fun of my lack of pop
culture knowledge or playing the cracker worrying her family
would bring drugs and gang violence to the neighborhood.

 I put off the heavy digging and cement work until a cloudy
afternoon and when it came, in my work getup, I started shifting
old pavers and shoveling out a posthole.

 Then there was giggling from behind the fence. Sally called.
"Nick Nack, whatchya doin'?"

 "Hey Sally." I pretended to take a while finding the particular
gap in the fence through which they were looking.  "I'm putting
in a post. Going to string up a hammock. Or I can use the post to
tie up and whip little girls I kidnap from the neighborhood." Big
guffaw from Sally and a tittering from Rho.

 Put in Rhoshan, "You trying to be all World-Wide Wrestling or
something?"  At least she saw manly muscles, that was the point.
She hadn't called out "Put some clothes on that flabby white
sad-excuse-for-a-man body!"

 "So, two beautiful spies, huh? Peeking through the fence. 
Invading my privacy. I bet my long hose will shoot all the way
over there. I have very high pressure and I've got a nozzle that
can shoot like a fire hose."  I picked up the hose I'd brought
out to clean up the pavers and mix cement in the small
construction site. I held it in front of me, seemingly by
accident turned the phallic symbol into a phallic shield partly
hiding the phallus growing in my pants.

 Much giggling and an "Oh My God." Sally challenged, "Nick you're
nasty. But your hose ain't nothin'special."

 At which point I squeezed the trigger and a short jet arced
fifteen feet into the tree above their heads. "I'm making it rain
on you little girls! Get used to it!"

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 The hard part was deciding on a place where Sally would see the
disc before anyone else did, and where she wouldn't associate me
with the discovery (though I sure hoped she'd think of me when
she watched the video). Not like I could have just tossed it over
the fence for them. This was a Boo Radley job, but there was no
holed tree. I chose garbage day. While wheeling out my garbage,
I'd discovered that Sally was responsible for hauling the
family's trashcan and recycling out to the corner lot's curb
every Thursday on her way to school. On the next Thursday, under
the scraggly hedge next to where the cans went out front, she'd
find "Licking Lollies", case cracked like it'd been tossed out of
a car. The Lollies were two ten year olds, one black and one
white, who were highly skilled at filth. Their gonzo acts were
obscene aurally as well as visually. The two cunts spat and
drooled and screamed and swore, all played directly at the
camera, begging the viewer to just take it, to go deeper, fuck
faster, spout more motherfucker. And the little sluts clearly
loved every minute. With shrieking orgasms and convulsive cums.

 It'd be hard not to watch her find it, but I could easily
imagine the snatch, the double-take, the glancing around before
she pulled the disc closer to better see the children covered
with gobs of cum while half a dick stuck out of each mouth, the
tucking into the backpack, the hurrying off to the bus stop.
Yeah, it got hard not watching her find it.

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 "Tell me! Show me! When we gonna watch it?"

 "It was laying by the street when I left for school." Sally
said, not copping to having to do the trash thing. "I woulda
shown you, but Ronnie was always there. But my dad's home today.
Do you have a player?"

 "They have both laptops at the store today. Inventory or
something. Nobody's hooked up the one for the TV yet."

 "Wait, I can get my mom's laptop and we could watch it here.
Look at the cocks in their mouths. And the cum all over their
faces!"

 "SShhh, quiet. Nick's not outside is he? Have you ever..."

 "No, but the boys talk about cumming on my boobs. Ronnie Folger
pulled his penis out in front of me once and rubbed himself when
I opened my shirt for him. But he didn't cum or anything, I don't
think."

 "I saw my dad and mom do it. He did it really hard and she made
a lot of weird sounds, but I could tell she liked it. I think he
came, he shook and my mom squirmed under him. Uhmmm.  I
shouldn'ta told that. Don't let `em know!"

 "I..."

 "I..."

 "Use a candle sometimes." said Sally.

 "You mean you fuck yourself? I've never done that. But I rub it.
I'm scared to put something up inside me. I can't hardly get my
fingertip in there. I guess I'm still too young or something."

 "I think we're made stretchy.  I know once it's like loosened up
it feels really really good. You just hafta dare to do it...or
have someone else do it."

 There was silence. I imagined them almost but not quite daring
to go further.

 "So can we watch the video? She looks even younger than me. What
else do you think they do? What's "Lollie"? Like a sucker?"

 "Like a cocksucker, silly. A little girl cocksucker." Sally spat
out the last word like a dick first shots a face.

 And on my side of the fence, that's when I came in the ivy. Ten
minutes later, all the shock and awe of their first viewing of
Larisha and Mollie at play was recorded for my repeated viewing
pleasure.

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 It was well after five and I was about to give up watching for
Sally to sashay by when the back slider of Rhoshan's house
scraped in its track.  I moved to the open center of the yard.
Toots Thielemans came out of the speakers on the small patio. By
the time she got to what I'd come to think of as the fishing
hole, I was making fake tai chi movements in my boxers. I
stretched and slo-kicked and thrust this way and that. No way in
the world I'd have tried this on an older girl, it'd be
embarrassingly obvious. But for a twelve year old, I'd give it a
try.

 After about three minutes of the "workout", I made a point of
looking down the side of my house toward the front, then walked
to the hammock and slid my boxers off. Facing away from the
fence, I stretched upward, flexed everything I could flex, then
rolled into the taut sling, a stiff canvas, not a fishnet oranges
holder, and started a gentle swaying, my feet toward the tree and
quite a bit higher than my head. I figured a five foot five girl
could see just enough to want to see more. And there I let myself
drift in and out of where to plant a lemon tree, what Rhoshan's
pussy would be like, what to do about that chipped tile in the
bathroom, how much of my dick Sally could take in her mouth.  I
had at least half an hour to let the bait drift in the current.

 Rhoshan edged along the walk, then pressed her back against the
wall of my garage and peered around the corner to where I was
swinging in the hammock, lying diagonally across it and wondering
hornily if she was watching. She was wearing lime green short
shorts and a cropped red tee that would have shown off her waist
if she had had one. I was wearing nothing. She turned to face the
wall and leaned far to her left to peek around the corner at me.
I was swaying at an angle so she could see most of my semi-hard
cock past my shoulder on the left upswing without worrying that
she'd be caught should I glance to my right. I was semi-hard
because I was thinking of her watching it grow. Normally, I'd
face the other way in the hammock, so I'd be looking right at her
with my head in the shade of the tree. Normally I wouldn't be
swinging for half an hour, I was getting seasick. But I was hard
at work, trolling my bait behind me. No little worm either, she'd
be seeing an eel, rising and falling in her view, rising and
falling. I thought of him as Moby, but his street name was "the
Beast".

 Now her little butt was to the camera and I imagined running
both hands up, feeling the inside of her thighs on my way to her
toffee slit. The camera couldn't catch her right hand sliding
into her pants, but soon her shorts were rocking as she strummed
her pussy.  This was all going very well. I'd have her in a week.
 I nearly came when her knees started flexing and the long thin
lines of her leg muscles, hardly defined in silhouette, twitched.
 Mmmm. Twitched. Maybe I should add some electrical items to the
repertoire.  I shut down the video, took my hand out of my pants
and got up from the couch to sear a piece of tuna. The velcroed
camera had worked to perfection. I was hopeful that soon it would
record a little girl's legs splayed open while I fucked her.

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 A few days later I was up on the roof taking down an ancient
television antennae when I spotted Sally sashaying up the slope.
I waved and called out. "Salifah picked her up, they needed her
help."

 "Aawww. I wanted to talk to Rhoshan about something." So instead
she walked up the driveway and stood below me.  So far below me
that she arched her back to look up to where I now stood.

 Looking down at her, I knew she knew I could see into her blouse
which for some reason was open a button too far so I could see
much of her ever growing boobs.  Not much to maul yet, but very
cupable, and she was very aware of the effect she had on innocent
souls such as me. She just beamed up at me, daring me. She had
something at her hip in the waistband of her shorts and up under
her shirt.

 "What you hiding there, Sal? I can see what you're showing, the
twins seem to be growing just fine, but what are you hiding?"

 "Oh, just something I wanted to show Rho. It's a highly private
matter, Mr. Mack. So you look at my breasts a lot?"

 "Well, you show me about three times a week. But that's ok. I
understand if you have a new Barbie you wanted to show Rhoshan.

 "Very funny. But I can't show you. It's a secret."

 "Fair enough. OK, kid, I'm back to work."

 "Hey wait, you gave up too easy. If you can guess what it is
I'll show you."

 "How do I know you'll play fair? You could say I'm wrong if I'm
right."

 "I promise. If you guess it, I'll show it to you."

 "Alright. Mmmmm...it's a vibrator you took from your parents'
room."

 I'm not sure who was more shocked. I thought I was simply
returning tat for her tit. Thought I might even succeed in
embarrassing the brazen teenie cocktease.  She thought I'd never
guess she was hiding a foot-long blue plastic vibrating cock
she'd taken from the bottom of her mother's nightstand.

 "Sally. This is several ways wrong. First, I don't think that's
yours. Second, even if you're old enough to know what that's
about, Rhoshan may not be and a thing like that can be scary to
an inexperienced youngster.  And, it's really unfair and not at
all nice and even dangerous to tease men with sex and don't try
to tell me you don't tease."

 "Rhoshan does so know about sex stuff. She's seen her mom and
dad and she's seen....oh, don't tell her I ...it's.. you... I
didn't mean to..."

 "Yes, you did mean to. Alright little girl, maybe you'll learn a
lesson here." And using the basketball hoop, I swung down to land
right in front of her in a move so macho I couldn't believe I
pulled it off. "Now, show me. You said you'd show me."

 "But not here in front of your house!"

 "OK, come on then."  I walked toward the backyard.  Begging the
gods of cum, I didn't look back to see if she was obeying.

 "You gotta promise you won't tell," Sally said, following me.

 "I don't gotta promise anything. I'm not the one with a dildo
that doesn't belong to me stuck in my pants.  Really, Sal, you
should be more careful. You shouldn't sneak into your folks'
stuff and you certainly shouldn't be showing off your sex smarts
to somebody like me." I turned to face her, leaning forward a bit
to look serious while really trying to make my raging hardon a
little less apparent. If she wanted it, she'd let me know in the
next seconds.

 "So why are we back here, Nick? Seems to me you're hiding
something too." She looked directly at my erection, its outline
obvious despite my efforts.

 "I don't think you'd hurt me Nick."

 "Oh, I'd hurt you alright.  You don't know..."

 "I mean, you're a nice man. I feel like you're my uncle or
something. Like we can kid around like I can't with my mom and
dad or any other adult, you treat me more like an equal, you say
grown up stuff to me and don't always treat me like a little kid.
It makes me feel really good. It's fun to make fun of you and see
you laugh, too.  And, well...you look at my body and I can
tell...you're...You make me horny!" and she pulled out the
vibrator.  "I didn't really know what this can do until a few
days ago. I thought it just felt good until...well, until a
little while ago. But now I know how to use it.  Nick, I want you
to help me. I want you to do things to me. I want to do things to
you.  I want to suck your dick. I want you to push your cock up
my pussy. I want to be covered in your cum after you rape my
cunt!"

 That last was a line delivered by Mollie, one of the Licking
Lollies.  Was there a way to monetize this scheme?  This was
fucking brilliant.  Use a video lure to catch the right girl at
just the right time.

 "I want your hands and fingers and your tongue all over me! And
I want your cock  You tease too ya'know.  Showing us your body.
Letting your dick hang in front of us. You like saving the planet
by not wearing underwear, Nick?"

 Sally grabbed my hand and led me to a lounge chair. She sank
into it, dropped the plastic dick, undid the remaining buttons on
her shirt and shook out her perky boobies for me.  "Show me your
cock Nick. Take it out. Show me your big dick Nick!"  She took a
deep breath, waited no longer and latched on to my hips with both
hands. Then, she slammed down my shorts in the next breath. And
the next wasn't a breath, it was a gasp, as my prick, the
divining rod it is, sprang up and pointed to the nearest source
of moist enveloping warmth, throbbing red at the mouth not even a
full cocklength away.  And by cocklength, I mean my cocklength,
eight and a half on a good day and today was a very good day.

 "Oh my God. Oh my God! Look at it!  Nick, you're... it's
beautiful." Both hands wrapped around my cock. "It's so hard and
so hot. Oh my God.  You're all gooey. Oh Nick, it's so slippery.
Are you...do you want...you're ready aren't you? Oh, go ahead,
Nick. Go ahead. I know what you want. I want to see you cum on my
tits." Hands flying up and down my dick. Pressure and more
pressure as this slut prodigy jacked me off, she even leaned back
a little so I could better see my cock in her child's hands. 
"Come on, Nick. Show me. Cover me in cum. Do it, Nick. Cum on me.
Cum on my body. Cum on my face. Is it good, Nick? I'll be a
little cumslut for you Nick. I want you to teach me everything. 
Use this big cock any way you want.  Give me your cum!"

 She was using lines from the video, but her delivery was so
sincerely submissively slutty that I knew I either had to stop
her soon or just let it rip and be in this moment. She nearly
pulled it off me as the first salvo hit her full in the face. She
screamed and pumped my cock a little slower but just as hard so
the second shot found her open mouth, she gasped and the third
splattered on her chin and put a gob of cum on her right nipple.
The fourth and fifth weren't as powerful but her chest was
splattered with cum that drained down between her tits when she
leaned forward to catch the sixth in her mouth and suck the head.
 I spasmed as if being electrocuted. Shivering, I bent over her
head and pushed as much of that now six inches into her throat as
could get past her tongue, then held her head as five inches
wriggled inside her while she worked out the last drop from the
now four inches of meat alive in her mouth. She swirled her
tongue and gnawed at my dick, looking up at me with a bolt of cum
across her face.  She opened her mouth and I watched a bubbly
frothy mess drool out around my cock and fall onto her chest. At
last soft, my dick slipped out of her mouth as I heaved for air,
wondering if this was a heart attack or a stroke. I collapsed to
my knees between her spread legs.

 I heard a whimper and looked up at the girl who was blinking cum
from her eye and trying to process what had happened. Her chin
still dripped, adding to the trail of cum and spit flowing down
between those succulent Early Girls onto her belly where it
slowed and slid off to her hip. My Lollie was gone. Sally looked
at me, now wild-eyed, then swung a leg over my head, grabbed the
dildo and took off for the front. I was lucky to snag her, boots
still in my shorts.

 "Sally. Sally. It's ok. It's ok. Just take a breath. You're
safe, Sally.
You're safe." I held her, patting the back of her head and
caressing her cum-covered cheek to my chest. "It's ok. It's ok.
Whatever you need, kid, just calm down before you run out into
the street and get hit by that damn Ronnie on his skateboard.
That little prick will get his whacked some day."

 She no longer squirmed, even nuzzled against me and hugged me.
"Oh, Nick. So much." We stayed that way a for minute, then she
pulled back, showed me her cum-smeared chest and said, "How do
you know he has a little prick?"

 I pulled up my pants, took off my shirt and wiped her face and
front. Whoa, that was going to get further attention next time.
"Sally, that was some of the hottest hand I've ever had, counting
my own. And the way you took my cum, that was special, girl. I
owe you a huge one. Imagine me in your pussy and that vibe
tickling your clit while I suck on your nipples and bite your
boobs.  How do YOU know if he has a little prick?"

 "Because I've seen a big one up close!  I have to go home, Nick.
That was so much more than I thought, I mean, it was so...it...
everything was so fucking big!  I...wow...I can't stay here now,
I have to get this back to my mom's drawer. I was just going to
show Rhoshan. But Nick, if there was more time could... could I
maybe, could I come back maybe like tomorrow? I'll be more ready.
And could I bring this along, I know you said I shouldn't but..."

 "Of course. I'd like for you to cum tomorrow. Tell you what, you
put that back and I'll buy an even better one, maybe some other
things too. How would that be? But if you change your mind,
Sally, that's ok too. I'll just keep teasing you and you just
keep teasing me. I think we both like it even if that's all we
do. Here's something to think about - tomorrow is going to also
be "so fucking Big!" so I'll understand if you still need more
time tomorrow. It's all ok, Sally. Let's just keep this as good
as we can. You're the boss right up until the time my hard cock
leaves my pants.  Beware! Once the Beast is out..."

 "The Beast! " she laughed. "You might lose all control and the
Beast could attack me?"  Mocking flirt Sally was back as she
walked that walk away down the walk. Soon she'd be on her back
and I'd smack her crack.

  XXXXXXXXXXX

 The next afternoon, trolling from the hammock, bare-chested but
wearing shorts this time and facing my house, I lay wondering if
Sally would venture back.  It was pretty overwhelming, having a
cum drench like the one Sally had taken be your first encounter
with a full-size dick. Or maybe she had familial duties and
couldn't get away. Or maybe they were down at the police station.

 "Hey Nick?"

  A nibble? From the hammock I returned, "S'up my little Rho?"

 "Can you help me with some vocabulary problems? I need to have
synonyms for a bunch of words I don't really know."

 "Why me?"

 "Cuz you'll know the words, you said you were a writer.  Come
on, help a poor girl out."

 "Out of what?"

 "Niii-iick. Come on. It'll be fun, you'll get into it."

 "Out of it...in to it...ok, you better come over here."

 And a bit later level with my eyes was a twelve year old
bellybutton well below that top cut well above some jean shorts
held up by I couldn't be sure what. The front dipped down so far
as to show a glimpse of red underwear band.

 "First word: `provocative'."

 "You know, I tease you a lot, but we have to be careful about
how we play. I know its all fun, but some people would say I'm
acting too sexual with a twelve year old girl.  But you're
teasing too. You say things and dress and act in ways that are
extremely provocative."

 "Teasing?"

 "Close, more aggressive, makes the other person want to react
strongly - "challenging." Or "disturbing". But I used it to mean
"exciting". So it can mean a bunch of things.

 "Yeah, annoying you or making you horny." She more than glanced
at my rigidity.

 "You're the one who said "teasing". Next word."

 "Indiscreet."

 "Are you making these up?"

 "Yup"

 "What?"

 "Well it's ok. It's part of the assignment, to use words we
don't really know and only I know what I know so I can make them
as we go along. "Indiscreet".

 "Girl, you're trouble. If you weren't such a pretty shade of
whatever color that is, I'd tell you to pull up your pants
because showing your underwear is not only indiscreet, it's also
making me think nasty thoughts."

 "I could get in trouble?"

 "You're revealing more than you should. It can be physical, like
showing me your underwear, seriously, pull up your pants Rho, it
makes me want to lick your bellybutton. Or you might tell
something that should have stayed private, like telling your mom
the pervert next door gets hard when he sees you."

 "So, "careless"?"

 "Mmm, "reckless", maybe "injudicious" but that's another can of
gummies, huh?"

 "What?"

 "Next."

 "Orgasm".

 "Go home."

 "Orgasm".

 "You want the truth Rhoshan? You think you can handle the truth?
Or are you just a tease?"

 "Orgasm."

 "Yes, I'd like very much to be the first to lick your pussy and
make you cum. I'd love to have you play with my cock and make me
cum. And of course, I'd love to pop your cherry. I can't imagine
anything hotter. You can see the hard cock in my shorts, how just
thinking of you makes me all hard and hot."  I rolled from side
to back, the head of my cock pushing a golfball-sized bulge in my
shortsleg. "But do you really want it from me?  I want to fuck
you, not make love to you. For that, you'll soon enough find a
lucky boy, not an old man like me. Rho I want it to be hot,
sweaty, hard. I want to hear you scream, completely enjoy your
body and I want you to completely enjoy mine. I can show you how
to make a boy, or a man, pass out from the fantastic sex you can
give him. Few girls, hell, few women know how to really fucking
give great sex.  I can show you how to be a banana split with hot
fudge for your man when the other girls can only offer vanilla.

 "I can also go to jail and have my life ruined because I told
you how I felt and gave you a choice that the law rightly says
you may not be qualified to make.

 "So let this be a warning Rho, I don't want to force myself on
you, I don't want to drug you or lie to you and tell you I love
you. I'm just saying look how hard you make my cock. This a large
cock, probably much bigger than your first boyfriend's will be.
It will hurt you. Either help me stop this and we can just be
friendly neighbors, or we can start something else. It's not
right for me to say it's up to you, but truth is, it is up to
you."

 "Nick, Sally says it'll happen sooner or later and you'd be a
really good teacher and fun and a guy we can trust to be, you
know...discreet. My mom and dad won't be home for hours. Big Dick
Nick? Yeah, you knew she would tell. But you let her just grab
your cock, didn't you?  Why did you do like the big talk with
me?"

 "Sally's older and more sexually mature for one thing. And, she
truly was sure that she wanted to start something and she just
pulled down my shorts. Plus, it's a fact that the little head
sometimes does the thinking."

 "What?"

 "And I don't want you to do this just because Sally did some
things with me. That's not a good reason at all.  But if you
really want to feel what sex is, show me your panties Rho, let's
provoke orgasms."

 "What will we do?"

 "Rhoshan, here's a promise. If you say the word "potato", I'll
stop doing whatever I'm doing. "Potato". Ok? You can always stop
whatever you're doing, and I'll never be mad, I swear, I promise,
ok? First, let's show each other our bodies. But come inside,
it'll be much more discreet."

 Inside, I pointed her to the living room and then asked her to
stop and turn.  I pulled her tee shirt up and off, grasping her
wrists in one hand high above her head. I gazed down at her, her
chest stretched upward making her seem even taller and thinner.
She was just beginning to puff up like mini cupcakes rising in
the oven. Her nipples were dark and erect, Hershey's Kisses, and
I couldn't resist a pinch.

 I thought to check her on the safe word. I pinched harder and
twisted her left nipple roughly, pulling it up, knowing it hurt.
Our eyes locked, I saw my lust reflected as she entered a new
realm of physicality. She showed a silent shriek, grimaced, and
then barked short "Mmuugh..Mmuugh"s, but didn't say "Potato!"
until I'd nearly lifted her off the floor by that nipple. I
immediately let go of her completely. "See, it stops whenever you
want it to."

 "Yes. Let's do more, I liked that, even when it hurt. And Nick,
I like how you look at me. Look at your pants!  Can I see it
now?"

 "Not yet."  With a single snap, her shorts fell to the floor.
She was wearing red cotton panties that looked two sizes too
small.

 "Do you like this? Men like to see young girls in really small
panties? I think they do. I found these way in the back of a
drawer. They're from when I was eight. I wore them just for you."

 They were modest panties when they were on a eight year old, on
a twelve year old the fabric was stretched to breaking, but she
showed no baby cameltoe. Could it be she hadn't developed lips on
that slit? I perched on the arm of the couch and had her stand
before me. I took her hands in my left and again raised them over
her head. "Turn for me, Rho." She spun slowly. I stopped her in
profile. With her back pulled straight, she showed almost no ass,
her skinny thighs seemed to go up right to her back.

 I yanked upward and she went up on her toes, it was like
cracking a rope, her strain so sexual for me that I feared I'd
cum in my shorts.  I turned her away from me, and with her legs
together, up on her toes, with those panties seemingly painted on
her ass, little swelling at her hips, no bust, she seemed nothing
but a sleeve to slide my cock in and out of.

 Never had I had a kid who so engaged my fantasies and neared my
ideal in immature girl toy. I let go of her wrists and added the
tactile to the visual. Her long thighs were so thin my hand
reached most of the way around her leg when I palmed the inside
and squeezed.  My other hand slid up the outside of that leg,
from her knee up to the bony pelvis protruding from her side.  It
was like feeling a fawn's leg, no fat at all, the muscles just
under the skin.  I glided then around to cup her ass cheek which
fit completely in my fingering palm. I was again fired by the
flood of input from sight and touch. And still to come: her
lipless pussy, her tiny dimple of an asshole.

 I laid her back on the couch and opened her, pushing her thighs
into the cushion while staring at those skintight panties
covering her little slit of a cunt. I wanted to drive into that
virgin slit, to hold her on my cock and use her. She was so light
I could easily pick her up and just jack off taking her body like
a glove, ramming my dick up her hole over and over.  This little
girl was going to know how to take cock. By the time she was
fourteen, she'd be able to control any boy she wanted with only
the aura of fucktoydom she could exude.

 But that was too much to ask of the girl now. Better to let her
explore at more her own pace. At least for starters, then I'd
have to show her that being a Lollie slut was being able to take
whatever your partner wanted to do.  That pain could add to the
pleasure.

 I decided to defer the last bit of visual ecstasy. I was afraid
I wouldn't be able to control the Beast if I saw her naked cunt.
"Rhoshan, that long lean tight black young ready body of yours is
my absolute favorite type.  I'm so excited I'll cum pretty
quickly, so what I want to do is straddle your chest and give you
my cock. Play with it, get to know it, see what it can do. I'll
make it jump for you.  Watch and you'll see the head of it swell.
You'll see my balls move under the skin; when they pull up close
to my body, that means I'll cum soon if I want to, if you want me
to. You'll learn to do a dick so it shoots like a fountain when
you want it to and wherever you want it to. When you're ready I
want you to jack me off onto your face and all down your front."
I wondered how many of these images and words she had been
ignorant of a week ago. Modern times, gotta love it. "Then,
little one, it'll be your turn."

I didn't wait for her acquiescence, the Beast was raging for
release.  I stood in front of her and dropped my shorts. I moved
to stand over her. My dick was every bit as red and ready as it
had been for Sally the day before.  I held it up even farther for
her. "See my balls? I want you to play with them. Gently, little
girl. I want you to use your tongue, your hands, your mouth. 
Just explore my body and see how I respond. Look at my cock. See
how big and hard it is? You do that to me without even touching
me."

 The little girl reached out and cupped my balls with one hand
while she manipulated my dick with the other.  She squeezed it
and rubbed it and began gently jacking me off all the while
focused and fascinated. Then she looked up and smiled at me.

 "Oh damn! It's so alive. I feel it warm and real hard. How can
it get so big? And it feels like it has a heart, it's got like a
pulse. Sally said it was as big as my arm and she was right!" 
She had settled on a two-fisted, textbook Lollie stroke that came
up all the way over the head of my prick, with my cock angled
down a bit, aimed right between her eyes which went from my
dickhead to my face and back, seeing my rapture and exciting her
as the head grew larger and redder.

 "You want my mouth now, Nick? Go ahead, I can take it." Licking
Lollies, the gift that keeps on giving. I don't look any gift
Rhos in the mouth, I fuck them in the face.

 "Take as much as you can. Aaauugh. Hold it there and look at
me." She swirled and chewed my dick, her begging Lollie eyes
locked to mine. I leaned in a little bit, she leaned out a
little, and soon I was facefucking the pre-teen black kitty. 
Choke tears ran down her cheeks as I pushed my prick into her
mouth and rubbed the head against her tonsils. Rho gagged and
choked on my dick. I hadn't considered that there'd be no
"potato" with my sausage down her throat.

 I  pulled out and a flood of bubbly spit poured out of Rho's
mouth and down her non-chest. She two-fisted me as fast as she
could. "Oh, Nick, it's all so much. Will you put it in me later?
I want you to see that, your giant cock in my pink pussy, your
red dick up the pink pussy of your little black slut.  Cum on me.
Then I want to show you my pussy. And my butthole. My tight
little holes, Nick. Can you see it, your dick up my pretty pussy?
Your cum smeared all over me?"

 She'd memorized some of Larisha's lines!  I rammed my rod at her
head and on her next down stroke covered half her face in cum.
She shrieked and flinched. I grabbed my dick and charged up load
after load into her face, into her mouth, into her hair, her
eyes. I yanked her head back and just kept firing cum onto the
girl until a last milking squeeze drizzled her nose.

 She moved to wipe her face, but I grabbed her hand "Wait, let me
look." It seemed a pint of clotted heavy cream had been splashed
on the girl, globs dotting her face while more watery fluid
dripped off her jaw.  When the image was burned in and I'd
finally had enough, and all the cum had settled, I wiped her eyes
and kissed her forehead. "Oh, Rho, that was unbelievable. If that
was your first cocksuck, how can you be so good? Where'd you
learn to talk like that?" I asked, knowing the answers but
wanting to see what she'd say.

 "We watched a video and practiced on a pickle. But it wasn't
nearly as big as you."

 "We? Sally? What sort of video? And whose dick did you pretend
you were sucking?" I'd remember this in my old age.

 "Yours of course. It was a dvd called "Licking Lollies".

 "Hhmm. What happened in the video?  I mean, it sounds like it
had young girls. What did they do?"

 "Sally found it in the street. It's real dirty. It has two
girls, Larisha and Mollie, I think eleven or even ten. They say
lots and lots of fuck words and spread their legs for grown ups.
Men put their cocks into them. Their mouths and pussies and even
their buttholes! The girls get cum all over their faces in the
end. I mean not their faces in their end. The movie ends with
their faces all covered in cum." Rhoshan giggled, her face all
covered in cum. "Sally and me watched it a bunch of times."

 How well I knew.  The fiber optics I'd placed in a wild rose
bush in Rhoshan's yard one morning tilted slightly downward,
catching the whole floor the girls had laid down. I was lying in
bed listening and watching and massaging Moby. I recorded when
they were talking about sex rather than school or music or other
kid stuff.  I'd archived the whole conversation and anytime I
wanted to I could watch them watch the video and use two
cucumbers to mimic the girls in the movie. They'd been moving
toward using the veggies on each other, but hadn't yet. The
camera angle was such that I saw Sally's front and Rhoshan from
her skinny side, where a spidery leg had looked amazingly long. I
had imagined holding her apart, hands round her ankles and
stretching out her thighs until the angle they formed was both
obtuse and obscene, her pussy  just beginning to feel the head of
my cock which was about to slam into that tight cunt and pound
it. Meanwhile, the camera caught Rhoshan mouthfucking a pickle
and I could see Sally was working her crotch with one. I couldn't
be sure she was fucking it, but if she was taking it, my cock
wouldn't feel that much bigger. Maybe double. I'd have to ask her
after I fucked her.

 Back in real time, there was a knock at the open patio door and
Sally called in, "Nick? Rhoshan? Hello?"

 I looked at Rho and she smiled and nodded. I began to wonder if
I'd been setup, if they'd turned the tables and were manipulating
me.

 "It's because...we wanted to learn together...we're braver
together."

 I shouted, "Sally, don't come in unless you want to see Rho's
face covered in cum, like yours was yesterday."

 Sally ran into the living room and over to where I stood still
straddling her friend who had gobs and rivulets of my cum from
head to nipples.

 "Do I look like a Lollie, Sally?  You were right, I think Nick
likes to see his cum making a black girl all shiny."

 "I'm sorry I missed that! Look, it's still leaking out of him."
She took my limp dick in her palm and with the other hand rubbed
the slick tip of my cock. It twitched, to both girls' delight,
and Sally drew back a long clinging strand of postcum. "This
stuff is fucking amazing, huh, Rho? And when he shoots, it's like
a cannon, it just blasts you. All hot and slimy sexy!"

"So..." I was unsure where to take this now. I'd had no time to
do any camera set ups and I didn't want to spook the girls. I
guess I'd have to forego memorializing whatever was going to
happen next. I got a cloth and wiped the cum off Rho.

 "Has he seen your pussy yet, Rho? He still hasn't seen me
either. Would you like that, Nick Nack? Want us to show you our
tight holes now? Will you play with our cunts? Kiss us, fuck us
with fingers? Get us ready for the Beast? That's what you really
want isn't it, Nick? To fuck that little black pussy? Can you do
me from behind so you can spank my ass and play with my tits
while you fuck me?"

 "I know!" said Rhoshan, "We can be the Lollies!  Nick can do all
the things those men did, and then cum in both our faces!"

 "Sorry girls, no way I can do all those things. I'm not
Superman, Rho. No way I can ass fuck you two side by side. I'd
cum in the first stroke in the first girl."  And then the flares
went off. Too late. "At least if that's the "Licking Lollies" I
think it is."

 "How do you know about Licking Lollies?"

 "I told him Sally."

 "I confess girls. I have seen a lot of porn with young girl
stars. Obviously, I'm attracted to young girls."

 "Nick, did you put that dvd out for me to find?

 "What if I said "yes"?"

 "We'd say, "THANK YOU!", cried Rhoshan.

 "Well in that case, I'm not saying I did and I'm not saying I
didn't, but I'm glad you found it. Is that where you learned to
talk nasty for me, too?"

 Sally responded. "We know how men like women to do certain
things, like dirty talking and nasty poses  But Lollies showed us
how men like to see young girls do those things too and how men
really like to see their cocks played with by girls and to have
the girls be real slutty when they do sex things. Acting like a
dirty grown up woman in a girl's body.

 "Let's show him!  I want him to play with my pussy!"

 The Beast had a proposal. "OK, let's take turns. Something's
going to happen pretty soon that I'd like you to understand, so
I'll start."  I shucked my remaining clothes and stood before the
two girls with my hands on my head. "Now ladies, I'm all yours. 
Touch, feel, taste, whatever. Watch what  happens. Pretty soon my
cock is going to start to grow and get stiff again. My
imagination can do it, just thinking about you two, or touches
can do it - you touching me or me touching you.  Go ahead,
explore my body, but don't touch my cock, just watch how big and
hard you make me."

 They started feeling my legs, chest, buttocks. Rhoshan was
surprisingly the more aggressive, feeling my thigh with both
hands as I had enjoyed hers, cupping an asscheek, her fingertips
sliding through my crease. Sally found my nipple irresistible,
rubbing and then nibbling and kissing.

 "Look girls." The Beast was returning from its rest. My cock
began drooping longer and longer, and then it started to rise.
They were fascinated, squatted before me, each felt a thigh and
cheek and watched the show my dick was putting on.  It was
sticking out, not quite at the bobbing above the horizon stage
yet. Sally blew on it and I made it jump. They giggled as I
started putting it through its paces, making it wave back and
forth, having it nod its head, tightening muscles so the head
grew and reddened.

 "That's amazing," said Sally. "and we haven't even touched it!"

 "Now, Rho, since you're mostly naked already with those little
niblets sticking out and those legs that go up to your shoulders.
Show us the rest. Show us your little black girl cunt and ass."

 She smiled and leapt onto the couch. First she stood holding on
to the back, with her legs spread and that tiny ass wriggling; it
recalled her inadvertent show that first night  She stuck it out
for us as best she could, then turned and, with her hands now
over her head, did some hip swaying.  The Beast was now rampant,
pointing upward proudly. "I think he likes it, Sally!", said Rho.

 "You are one naughty little girl."

 "Well, watch this!" and she yanked down her red panties, stepped
out of them and leaned against the back of the couch, opening her
legs and bending her knees to show us her virgin slit, no cunt
lips to be seen, no skin tone difference denoting a vulva, just a
furrow leading to paradise.

 "Oh, Rho, please open it for us," I said.

 Her fingers dipped into that black slit, stretched it open and
showed us the bright pink of her fuckhole.

 I nudged Sally forward until she was a foot from the couch, then
stood behind her with my rod pressed into her back.

 "Yes, Rho, show us everything, be a little slut for us while I
undress Sally."  Sally groaned and leaned against my dick.  I
lifted her shirt off and roughly felt up those tits I'd dreamed
about for months.  Sally alternated between gasps and moans. I
squeezed and slapped and twisted. "See her nipples Rhoshan? Look
how stiff they are, see how her boobs stretch when I pull up her
nipples. Yes, show us your ass Rho. Thatta girl."

 Rhoshan had turned around again and opened first her tiny ass
cheeks and then her tinier puckered asshole. I didn't think a
twelve year old could spread so wide and so wantonly.

 "I've never seen my butthole, Nick. Does it turn you on? I'm all
clean, so you can lick me. You like to lick little black girl
asses, Nick?"

 My cock was humping Sally's back as I yanked down her shorts and
panties in one motion.

 "Trade places girls."

 The disparity between the two girls was a huge bonermaker. 
Sally now displayed herself for Rho and I.  Rho stood with her
back to me, my cock again rubbing against a little girl's naked
back while my hands roamed her body. Sally held up her boobs for
us while sitting on the back of the couch, her legs splayed to
show a small patch of red hair sprouting above her cunt.  Unlike
Rho, Sally had a substantial pubic mound, full mons and set of
pouting cunt lips.

 "See my open pussy, Nick? You know I've fucked myself, but your
dick is thicker than anything I've used. I really want to have
all that cock in me.  I want big things inside me. You want to
see inside?" And she opened her pussy, pulling back the lips and
revealing a surprisingly large clit in the process.

 "Ladies, what would you like? I say we have half an hour of play
time. We should make sure we have lots of time to talk about
today after we do whatever it is you want to do. Thirty minutes
sounds like a lot, but the time will go by quickly. I've had my
turns from both of you. What would you like from me?"

 "You know what I'd like. Did you have time to get the...toys?"
Sally had dared for the plural.  She was in for a big surprise,
but there wasn't time now.

 "Sal, I had to buy 12-packs of C's, AA's, and  AAA's. But kid,
there's not time.  Don't be disappointed. I promise, you'll love
my fingers fucking you." I entwined my left hand's fingers,
making a spear that I wagged in front of her. "And if you like
your holes stuffed, I'm your man. Rho, I sorta know what Sally
likes, but all I know about you is sucking cucumbers."

 Sally shrieked, "You told him?"

 "And if I hadn't already cum, I would have when she told me. But
Rho, have you had an orgasm?"

 "I'm not sure."

 "That means `no'." said Sally, a little put out from not getting
toyed and then having attention shifted to Rhoshan.

 ""Sally," I whispered, "In twenty minutes you are going to have
a cum that will leave you in tears. I promise, girl, I'm going to
lube your bubble ass and fuck you with three, maybe four fingers.
The anticipation can be exciting Sally, you'll see...and
taste...and feel...and  hear ...ssssssssssseex."

 "To the bed girls." I was going to be straightforward for this.
No Playroom frills, those pleasures required more time and
thought. I stopped in the bathroom and grabbed a wet cloth,
sanitizer and a couple towels  I arranged the naked girls on the
high bed next to each other, on their backs, legs opened, inside
legs crossed.  I kicked over two floor pillows.

 "My God." I stood between them and took a moment to compose a
photo of this in my mind.  Pale Sally's blushing bulging crotch
was surmounted by a triangle of fluffy cinnamon hair. Her mound
was full, like the hips with the hints of baby fat.  She was so
white the skin around her cunt was even more striking in its
reddened state. Her pussy was open a fingerwidth. Her clit
showed, erect and begging for it.  "Sally, spread your pussy." 
Her fingers pulled apart her little change purse twat and opened
her fuckhole wider.  "Watch, Rho."  I gently blew on Sally's clit
and she shivered and thrust her hips up toward me. "Oh, Sal,
you're going to have so many things done to you. Soon baby,
soon."

 Rhoshan's reedy legs met at a, I swear, concave crotch, like a
doll, with a true slit of a pussy.  Her skin was flawless, cocoa
crème, `silken' was not enough.  Not a hair, not a discoloration,
not a pimple or a mole. I was struck again by how doll-like, how
toy-like, she was.

 It was overwhelming. I didn't know what to do. How could I do
right by both of them?  The Beast had the answer. "Now roll over,
bitches. Put your asses side by side."

 My hands explored what could have been different species, so
dissimilar were the two. Sally's pale teenager's ass, ready for
cheerleading, jeans filling, and bending over to take a big dick.
Her ass flesh would quiver when I started to redden it with
abuse. Rho's, an elfin ebony fairy's ballerina butt, hardly
there, no cushion for pushin' in that tight toy ass, when your
cock bottomed out in Rhoshan, you'd really hit bottom. Sally's
puckered asshole was apparent in the channel between her cheeks,
her pussy lips hung protruding from her mound. Rho's ass matched
her crotch. Her back fuckhole obscured because it was hidden in a
crevice that called out for splitting. Rho was truly a fucktoy to
be unwrapped gently. Yet this skinny thing had spread her cheeks
and opened her holes for me just minutes ago. Maybe the
unwrapping would be ripping rather than gentle; the Beast could
have driven nails.

 "Sally, I'm going to start fucking you with two fingers. I'm
going to keep adding fingers until you cum. Rhoshan, I want you
to spread your butt apart again, baby. I'm going to tickle both
your holes with my tongue. Then we're going to find your clit and
you're going to have your first orgasm with my tongue and my
thumb. After you cum, I want you both to turn around so your
faces are side-by-side and we'll do some facepainting."

 "What?"

 "I'm going to spray my own personal graffiti all over your
faces." My cock was lurching, getting built up for fucking. But I
had decided that fucking these girls for the first time without
taking advantage of archival technologies would be something I'd
forever regret.

 I reached into the nightstand and retrieved a bottle of thin
lube. I dripped some onto Sally's fine ass, drizzled some down
her ass cleft, and left the bottle open on the stand. "Rho, come
and watch this. I'm going to get her ready." My left hand worked
Sally's cheeks and slid up and down her crack, oil coating the
girl's every crevice.  I rimmed her asshole with my thumb while
fingering her pussy and clit, then freely entered both her holes
to the first joint and began the internal play. Sally gasped and
groaned as she received her first male intrusions in what I still
assume will be a long adventure in penetration for fun and
profit.

 My right hand was molesting Rhoshan who had turned sideways to
see her friend being sodomized. I rippled across her ribs,
pinched her erect nipples, felt the warmth of her flat belly, her
flank that fit my palm. My fingers slid lightly up her crack,
through that pussy slit and tickled her dimple asshole. I was up
Sally two joints deep now, still not pistoning, but rather
stimulating her holes independently, though with increasing entry
and force.  I hated piano lessons as a kid, but I always had a
strong left hand on the keys. I was playing these two black and
white grand babies. I felt the lively responses to the melodic
treble right while the left started building more and more
intensity and rhythm.  The Beast was conducting, waving with the
jazz my hands were playing, marshalling the jizz for the finale.

 "Take this little snatch!" and I drove full thumb and finger
into Sally, then began to fuck her with force. I took Rho's tiny
butt and steered her back around so I had oral access to her fuck
holes. I maintained a steady stroke into Sally, who had sunk her
head to the bed, giving me the optimum angle to digitally DP her
as hard as I wanted. She'd get the second digits shortly.

 "Open your butt for me, Rho." The little twat did just that,
pulling that crack open, displaying her miniscule anus and that
baby girl slit of a cunt. "You're so tight little girl. You'll
have to keep holding it open for me while I lick you." Her head
also then lay on the bed, her hands abetting my crime as I stuck
my face in her ass, tonguing into her, spitting and drooling and
lapping at her. She tensed immediately, and just as immediately
pushed that fairy black ass into my face.

 "Oh, Nick. Oh, do it. Lick me out. Suck my pussy. Oh! Oh! Yes,
do my butthole. Am I spread enough for you? Get your tongue in
me."

 I pulled my head out of her for an instant. "Sally." I said.
"here it comes."

 On the next outstroke, I pulled out of her and then rammed the
dripping index finger, along with my middle finger, right up her
ass, all the way. On the same stroke my ring finger and pinkie
dug into her cunt, banging against her G-spot, hand-raping her
hard now. Nasty slapping sex sounds matched by Sally's grunts and
yips. She took it full force and fast.

 Sally began to quake. Her head rose along with her orgasm.
"Aauuuuggh.
Aauuuggghh! Fuckingfuckingshitfuckme. Fuck me!. Fill my
fuckholes. Aauuugggh!" Both Rho and I were taken over by the
extreme Sally was going through. I was shoving my hand in and out
of the girl as hard as I could. She was going epileptic, seizing
nonstop. Finally she collapsed, slipping off my hand to lie
trembling and moaning.  Rho was twisted, her tiny butt still
available to me, while her stunned face, slack-jawed and staring,
bespoke her amazement as she saw Sally contort in ecstasy.

 I reached over and cleaned my hand. "Rhoshan, I'm eating your
pussy now. We're going to find your clit and make you cum as hard
as Sally just did." Rho shivered when I turned back to her, her
unfocused eyes on Sally, whose breathing was still slowing as she
looked at Rho with no more focus. I rolled Rhoshan over and split
her legs, then looped my arms around them and pulled her slit
apart.

 I draw a line at middle school. I don't fuck single digits. The
girl has to be an active participant in the seduction play, has
to know a dick from a wiener. I've never diapered a baby or
helped a toddler get dressed. I have no nieces or female preteen
cousins that I've molested or caught while changing out of a
bathing suit. This delicate soft tiny coral opening surrounded by
Rho's Rollo candy skin was a miniature orchid new to me. I had
never had so small a pussy, though there was that pudgy
Panamanian girl who made me consider reconsidering the double
digit rule, because as a ten year old cocksucker, she swallowed
the Beast whole in between telling me how I could have her little
sister if I wanted to. But Rho wouldn't be at that little girl's
pro level for months.

 I could see deeper into her now, pinker, then red, all of it
wet. I didn't resist, I mouthed her whole pussy and did laps
around her hole with my tongue. I nibbled and munched and
drenched my face with her. I sucked and poked at the top of her
slit. I found her peehole and flickered over it. I rimmed her
joyhole and sucked at its top.  Where the fuck was her clit? I
pulled back a bit to look - her tiny hole was partially
curtained; she'd probably tear when a finger entered her, but her
hymen was so thin the actual defloration might not be painful. 
Still, I saw no clit or hood. She just sort of ended. I started
fucking at her again with my tongue, all her sex in my mouth. 
And then I felt it. Out of a wrinkle at the tip of the oval of
pink soaked skin that marked her vestibule came a red bb. It
didn't have a hood per se, it seemed to simply emerge from a
niche, a micro-cock growing out of her. I blew on it and Rho
called out, "Nick! Oh my god. What did you do?"

 "Look Sally. Got it."

 Sally had recovered and was watching close by. "He found your
clit. He's going to make you cum with his tongue. After that
maybe he'll fuck you with his hand like he did me. I don't think
his big prick will fit until you get really stretched out."

 I worked Rho's baby clit lightly to get her a bit used to the
new intensity, but then I kicked it up three notches sucking and
rubbing. My hands opened that girl, palms pulling apart her
skinny thighs, fingers spreading the tight slit. I ate her and
tongue fucked her virgin-but-open pussy. Then I started
tongue-lashing that bb baby clit.

 Lollie Rho screamed, "Sally! Sally! Pinch my nipples. Make it
hurt." She lifted her hips and mashed into my face. "Oh!
Sallll... Aauugghhaauugghhaaughh!"  Rhoshan went off, those
sinewy thighs crushed my ears. She pulled me into her even more.
I glanced up to see Sally straddling Rhoshan. Bent over the girl,
she lifted the black tart off the bed by her nipples as Rho did a
Regan MacNeil, arching her back off the bed while somehow
elevating her crotch to get maximum violation from my mouth.
Sally looked at me as Rho wailed, gleeful at her friend's
ecstasy. I tongued her even harder and Rho shrieked even louder,
a piercing cry of unmistakable cause. Sally smiled and dropped
her pussy right into Rhoshan's face, stifling the siren. "Loud
Little Lollie, isn't she?"

 At last Rhoshan lie limp. She may have passed out. Sally got off
her, kissed her forehead and slapped her. "Get up, bitch. Get
your face filled with Nick's cum again." I had honestly
forgotten, but little slut Sally hadn't. "Nick, do it this way."
She pushed Rho around until she lie with her head hanging over
the edge of the bed, still more out of it than in to it. Then
Sally knelt astride her and looked up at me. "Into my mouth,
Nick. I'll feed it to her so you can watch. Into my mouth when
you cum." She then took the Beast up on its offer and swallowed
five inches, looking up at me as she went at my dick.
"Frkmyfcenk,fkmafas." Came out of her. I heard it as "Fuck my
face", so that's what I did. Sally's eyes teared, frothing drool
ran down her chin, falling on Rho's flat chest.

 "Oh, baby. I'm going to take you hard now."

 "Dutfkmifas..tkit..tkit."

 I forced her head back and forth on the red rod, then stopped,
deep in her mouth. "Open." She opened her mouth and I fucked that
throat cunt. She gagged and choked. I fucked her more. She began
struggling against me finally and I took mercy on her.

 I pulled back so she could catch her breath, suck the Beast's
head, and jack me off.  "Now take it out of me Sal. Take every
last fucking drop of my cum, you little cocksucker cunt"

 For seconds this soon, it was a more than respectable unloading.
I nearly stuck it back it down her throat, but I did sorely want
to see what she would do with all that cum. The Beast roared and
roared. Sally kept sucking and pumping until the edge of pain had
been reached and I popped it out of her, rocking and retreating.

 Rhoshan was back with us. All that drool and slime had awakened
her and she had seen the spasms as my dick pulsed in Sally's
mouth. She kept still, looking up at Sally who was obviously
swishing my load around in her mouth. Part of Bill Clinton's
legacy, the mainstreaming of porn style blowjobs.  After that the
inevitable younger and younger culture consumers. The
fundamentalists are right, we are going to hell in a handjob.
Sally then looked down at Rho, but pulled me closer until my
dangling slimy cock was hanging in Rhoshan's face, covering a
good deal of it. Rho kissed and licked my cock, always looking up
at Sally.

 Sally let her lip droop and a stream of bubbly spit and cum fell
on my dick and then poured across Rhoshan's face and ran down her
neck.  Sally had doubled the volume at least and the mess pooled
along with the drool and spit Rho'd already collected. Rhoshan
opened her mouth and I tucked in the head of my cock for her to
suck out the very last of me.

 I fell like a tree onto the bed. Beside me the girls were
playing with my cum, pulling long strands of it off Rhoshan's
chest, working up a lather between their fingers, spreading it
all over like good Licking Lollies.

 To be continued.