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. XXXXXXXXXX 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!" XXXXXXXXXX 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. XXXXXXXXXX "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. XXXXXXXXXX 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. XXXXXXXXXXXXXX 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.