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...me to the bathroom and washed my pussy with cold water and a towel and then put some cold cream on the lips. I didn't bleed much, and he said I was terrific in bed."
"Gee golly," Claudia had breathed, "But won't you want him to-to f-fuck you again? I mean, now you've found out how nice it is, won't you be after him?"
"Uh uh. It wouldn't be fair to Junie, really. 'Sides, there's a fellow in my history class, that tall sort of shy Frank Casmer, and Geraldine told me he's a real killer in bed-she's gone all the way with lots of boys, she started when she was twelve, she said-and I know he's got the hots for me, and I think maybe we can have some fun. He lives with his aunt, and she's old and deaf, and we could do it in his house. There."
Claudia had sighed enviously. But it wasn't a fellow she wanted-even though she had the same urges Prissy did between her legs, especially at night. Fellows talked too much about their conquests, and you could get a baby even if you were careful, and besides, most of all, she liked girls better. Girls like her own sister Verna, who was fifteen and a half and sort of sexy herself. And Verna, even if she was six months older than Prissy, didn't care much for boys either. Verna was half an inch shorter than she, and slim and sexy to her being rounded and curvy, though not so much as Prissy, who was really almost fat. Claudia thought to herself she would like to find out if Verna played with her pussy at night too, the way she did. Because maybe the two of them could have fun together-maybe even more fun than Prissy had had with her sister's hubby.
CHAPTER TWO
Claudia's parents were to be away for three weeks in Miami-her father was a magazine feature writer and had assignments alL over the country. The two of them were taking a second honeymoon, and Claudia and Verna had been promised they'd get a nice vacation later this summer, so they wouldn't feel badly about not getting the chance to go along to Miami. Claudia, after her conversation with Prissy, didn't mind the least little bit. Here was a chance to have some real fun and games-and discover just how Verna felt about sex and stuff like that!
They had a six-room apartment overlooking Lake Michigan in Chicago, and Mrs. Aronson decided to let her sister, Florence, who was fifty and a spinster, stay with the girls while she and her husband were away in Miami. Claudia didn't mind that either; Aunt Florence minded her own. business, was very nice, even if she was a retired school teacher, and often took them out to a movie or bought them treats. She, like Claudia's mother, had inherited a good deal of money from her father, who had been an executive in an electronics firm and made some good stock investments. Besides, Aunt Florence, whenever she stayed with the girls, went to bed about ten. Claudia and Verna each had their own room, so AunfFlorence would move into the first bedroom, and the girls were at the rear of the apartment, a further condition which led Claudia to believe she and Verna could do what they wanted.
So, two days after the aunt had moved in-she lived in Park Forest, and her cousin looked after the little house when she was away in Chicago Claudia decided to discover just how far Verna had gone in satisfying the cravings which were sure to tickle her pussy. There had been times, Claudia was sure, when she had put her ear to the wall and heard suspicious noises, like creakings of the mattress and gasps, which would indicate that Verna was playing with herself just the way she did. Claudia had, when she was all of eleven, discovered that a finger rubbed slowly back and forth over the lips of her pussy caused the most exquisite sensations and the creaming-down was just divine.
So, about eleven, when she was sure Aunt Florence had gone to sleep, Claudia tiptoed down the hallway to her sister's room and knocked gently. There was a whispered "Come in," and Claudia hastily scurried in and closed, then locked the door behind her.
Verna was sitting up in bed, propped up by pillows, reading a True Confessions magazine. Verna had light brown hair in a flowing, thick pageboy with lovely curls bobbing around her shoulders. She had a heartshaped face with highset cheekbones, hazel eyes with very thick lashes and thin expressive brows, a full ripe mouth, and soft pink skin. Claudia's was olive and warm. Claudia hadn't seen Verna really ever naked-of course when they were kids of six or seven, that didn't count. But tonight, she intended to. Verna wore green cotton pajamas, and she was munching an apple.
"Hey, stupe, what'd you lock the door for?" Verna demanded. She had a husky, sexy voice, and Claudia shivered as she approached the bed. Prissy's story had got her so excited, she had been thinking of finding a way to get her sister to play girl-games with her ever since. And now was her chance.
"I thought we could talk some, Verna. We're going to have three weeks all to ourselves, and now that school's over, maybe we can do things together. You're always so busy with your homework and stuff, I hardly ever get to see you."
"Big deal! So now you see me, so what?" Verna tartly rejoined.
Claudia had on her shortie nightie and sandals. The nightie was white and came down to mid-thigh, and it molded out her-highset, closely spaced round firming bubbies adorably. Claudia's bubbies had perky tips set in wide pale coral love-circles, and Claudia had often played with her own nipples, discovering how-sensitive they were. She wondered if Verna's were the same way.
"Aw, don't be like that, Verna," she cajoled. "Whatcha readin', huh?"
"You've got eyes. It's a magazine, stupe," Verna frowned.
"Oh, don't be like that, Verna sweetie," Claudia archly cooed as she approached the bed and squnched down on the edge. "Oh boy, about sex and stuff, huh?"
"So what if it is? You gonna blab?"
"Not me, Verna. I like sex a lot."
"You? What do you know about it, anyway? You're a little creep!"
"Now that's a fine way to talk," Claudia pouted. "Here I was gonna tell you all about what my bestest girl friend Prissy went and did with a fellow. She went all the way in bed."
Verna laid down the magazine, and -eyed her younger sister. She pursed her lips: "Hm. You're making it up."
"Cross my heart and hope to die I'm not. Look-" and Claudia breathlessly began the recital of Prissy's virgin sacrifice to her boy friend's stalwart young prick. Verna soon forgot her air of cool indifference, and was, towards the end, pressing Claudia for more of the lurid details. When it was over, she gasped, "Golly gee, she could get into real trouble that way. S'pose she had a baby?"
"She said he used a condom-that's what she called it."
"Even so, it could slip off and one drop of babyjuice is all a girl's pussy needs to make her swell up like a balloon," Verna declared, much to Claudia's delighted astonishment: "Hey, you're sure hep on things, Verna. 'Course, I knew you would be. That's why I wanted to talk to you tonight, 'cause you're so smart about everything."
Verna beamed, flattery having penetrated her show of imperviousness. "I'm glad you can see that, Sis. Now what's really on your mind?"
Claudia blushed and fidgited. "Well, er, I-" then she decided to take the bull by the horns: "Verna, you ever get real sexyyou know, itchy down in your spot?"
"Natch! Look here, if you're gonna blab-"
"Oh no!" Claudia breathed reassuringly, "I wanted some advice-we can't talk to our folks about it or Auntie, you know that. I just thought you might tell me-I'd keep it a real secret, just between us."
"You better had! So what if I do get an itch in my pussy?" Verna frankly pursued, much to Claudia's delight in realizing that her older sister had carnal urges, too.
"Don't you think I get one too?" Claudia innocently demanded.
Verna looked at her thoughtfully. "I guess maybe you're old enough at that-you started having the curse last year, didn't you, Claudie baby?"
"Uh huh, and I'm not a baby. I bet I'm as grownup down there as you are, Verna!"
"I don't believe it!"
"I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours, Verna!" Claudia licked her lips, her dark blue eyes shining with excitement.
"It's a bet-and if you aren't, you have to pay a forfeit!"
"Like what?"
Verna pursed her lips and frowned. "You have to lick me and kiss me there," she decided.
Claudia giggled and hugged herself, the tidal wave of erotic fever building in her vibrant young body. Swiftly, she reached for the hems of her shortie nightie, tugged it tan tali/ingly up to her upper thighs, as a strip teaser might do, holding off disclosure of her most intimate virgin nook to the last possible moment. Verna stared at her, observing the delightfully rounded young thighs, smooth, warm olive-sheened in skintint, the rippling muscles and the daintily dimpled knees.
"Go on, show me pussy," she whispered imperiously. Claudia, thrilling at her older sister's usage of that naughty word, drew a long breath and furled up the nightie to her waist, exposing the gracefully round belly with its wide shallow navel-kiss-niche, and the adorable mount of Venus below.
Claudia's cunthole had a light down of crisp black springs of lovehair, just enough to frame the gently pouting, soft pink conch-shell-like mouth of her maiden cunny, but not enough to conceal.
"There," she stammered, "now it's your turn!"
Verna tugged off her pajama tops, and then wriggled out of the bottoms, let them fall to the floor, and sat up against her pillows, legs temptingly spread, to exhibit all her svelte, graceful young pinkskinhed nakedness. The light brown tint of her pageboy appeared between her legs too, almost the same light tinting, but it was fleecier over the lips; they too were more womanly, plumper and apparently wider; the Venusmound was projected in a full plump fig between those lovely sinuous young thighs. And her bellybutton was deep and yet tiny, an exquisite kiss-hollow for tongues and lips-or pricks, if any man were fortunate enough to get to bed with voluptuous young Verna Aronson.
"Gee," said Claudia enviously, her eyes riveted to her sister's cunthole, "I guess you win. You've got lots more hair and yours looks bigger'n mine."
"Sure, I'm older, that's why. So you lost, so you have to pay the forfeit. Come here to bed and get ready."
"You-you're joking!" Actually, Claudia was praying Verna was serious; she was dying to lovefrig her sister, because maybe then Verna would do it to her and give her the lovely thrill which was almost as good as a fuck-or at least so Claudia thought.
"I'll pinch you good if you don't do it right, too," Verna spitefully insisted. "Come here, baby, and go to work on a real grownup pussy!"
"That's mean," Claudia pouted, but she approached the bed nonetheless and clambered onto it, her eyes feasting on her sister's naked charms. Verna was really delicious, and she knew if she were a boy, she'd want to fuck Verna just the way that fellow of Prissy's had fucked her.
Verna had longer legs than she did, almost boyishly, coltishly long, but the curves of her sleek pinksheened thighs were totally, cunny-stirringly feminine. Verna's titties were set high on her chest, narrowly spaced, and looked like hard uptilting pears, with dusky pink tips in the centers of pale rosy circles. Claudia secretly thought her own nipples were cuter and perkier, but Verna's boobbies looked sexier, bobbing out and up the way they did.
"Come here ... crawl right between my legs and put your mouth on pussy," Verna ordered like a young queen used to homage from her subjects. "You can just kiss and lick and suck me there till I give down my juice."
"Verna! Where in the world did you find out about things like that?" Claudia, though sexually roused, was nonetheless mildly aghast to find out Verna knew so much about pussy.
"Gloria told me, if you have to know."
"Oh," Claudia gulped. Gloria Grogan was fifteen and a half, auburn-haired, with a sulky, pouty face, big round bubbies that jammed hard against her dress or sweater, and pale milky skin; her thighs were short and her bottom plump, and it was rumored around Vinson Public School, where Gloria had just finished the eighth grade, that she "put out" for fellows once in a while7
"I-I didn't know she was a friend of yours," Claudia added sheepishly.
"Well, she is. She tells me everything."
"Does-does she go the limit with boys?"
"She only did it twice. Once with Tommy, her brother-he's seventeen-darn it, I told her I wouldn't tell a soul and see how you foxed it out of me? And the other was Perry Jenson-he left school last term, he was in the eighth grade and his folks moved East."
"I remember him-that tall, pimply boy with glasses-everybody thought he was a drip!"
"Well, dummy, for your information," Verna wriggled herself a little lower down on the pillows, then impulsively reached back, seized one, arched up her legs and slipped it under them, then squnched down so her bottom rested on it and thus elevated out and up the brownfleeced mouth of her maiden cunny, "Gloria thought he was a keen lover. Fact is, after Tommy did it to her, Tommy told Perry, who was his best friend, and Perry came over that night when their folks were away, and gave it to her with Tommy watching. She jacked Tommy off with her hand the same time Perry was putting his thing into her pussy!"
"Gee!" Claudia was all ears at this incredible news. "You mean, Gloria and her own brother f-f-fucked?"
"Uh huh. Gloria told me she'd been fiddling around with her pussy-she get's itchy just like me, only she rather'd do it with boys-and she poked ja pencil inside her slit and broke her-oh yeah. Perry called it her cherry-and so she figured since she didn't have it any more, she might as well have the fun that went with losing it.V
"My gosh!" Claudia was impressed and excited by this piece of news.
"Now that's enough palaver, Sis. You lost your bet, so you get busy on my pussy. Crawl between my legs and start loving me up," Verna coolly commanded.
Claudia blushed, she couldn't help it, but she did love her sister and doing what Verna wanted made her feel terribly itchy between her own bare legs. "Get off that nightie, i want you all barenaked," Verna now added, and Claudia hurriedly removed the shortie nightie and let it fall onto the floor. Scarlet-faced, she squnched down on her tummy and began to crawl towards that gaping pink cunny framed between the soft fleecy curls of Verna's lovegarden. Verna grabbed hold of her knees and dragged them further up towards her titties, arching up her bottom, whose shadowy, sinuous, ambery groove vanished between the pouting bottomcheeks and led to that exquisite little hollow dedicated to Sodom. "Kiss pussy," she breathed, relishing this feeling of mastery over her younger sister, her eyes feasting on Claudia's charming satiny nakedness.
Arrived before that tempting love-fig, Claudia reverently put her hands on Verna's thighbacks, stroking the smooth warm skin lovingly, and hesitantly furled out her tongue to rim her sister's pussylips, just brushing the soft delicate pink prisms of that voluptous young cunthole.
"Mmm, that's nice, Claudie-do it like that a while before you kiss pussy," Verna breathed, closing her eyes and shivering all over. Claudia's eyes opened, and perceived the dainty puckering orifice of Verna's bunghole. An irresistible impulse led her to slip a forefinger along the sinuous shadowy groove of Verna's bottomglobes and press lightly on that soft little crevice, while at the same time, improvising in this delicious new game, she ran her tongue all round Verna's cuntlips, with more pressing friction this time.
"Oooooh, I like that lots, Claudie-gosh, I didn't know you ever knew so much about pussy," Verna confided, and Claudia blushed at this sweet accolade which accepted her in her older sister's intimacies.
"I-I just make it up as I go along-your pussy's so soft and sweet Verna," she in turn avowed. Her forefinger now probed, and the bunghole lips parted grudgingly to let her penetrate just inside the sphincter muscle ring. Verna moaned and wriggled: "Ahhh!"
"Is that nice for you, honey?" Claudia murmured.
"Mmmhmmm," Verna purred, rolling her eyes, which were very bright and humid with excitement. Her fingers dug into her bare knees to drag them even more tightly up against her swelling titties, projecting out her cunny and bumhole to Claudia's intimate ministrations.
Thus encouraged, the younger brunette girl foraged her tongue inside the daintily pouting pussy lips, and gorged her forefinger up to the knuckle inside Verna's asshole; instantly she could feel the rectal walls tighten and grip and nip her imbedded finger, proof that her sister was experiencing powerful sensations. She could also feel the viscous, soft cunnycream, that prelubricating lovedew which her tongue's preliminary questings had already wakened from the reservoir of Verna's cunt-emotions.
"Ohh, that's so nice, Claudie-oooh, don't stop-it's lots better'n fucking," Verna moaned, squirming herself this way and that, while Claudia continued to goose her and tongue deep inside her her cunny. By accident, the tip of Claudia's tongue flicked over the dainty little nodule of Verna's clitoris, which at once produced a frantic wriggling and Verna's gasped-out plea, "Ohh, do that, right there, ohh do me there, ohhhh Claudia honey ohhhhr
Working her forefinger quickly in and out of Verna's bumhole, Claudia dug her tonguetip hard against the stiffening clittie, which she could feel throb and twitch as her pink tongue rasped it lovingly. And all of a sudden Verna kicked her legs wildly up in the air, then clamped her thighs frenziedly round her sister's neck, and her belly and pelvic basin jerked and writhed as hot sweet girlgush seeped down to bestow its stickying caress on Claudia's tongue, a libation to their sisterly love-lust. A long sobbing "Ahhh, ohhhhh, Claudie, Claudie baby," rewarded the brunette, who thus realized she had brought Verna to blissful hot come!
CHAPTER THREE
Claudia raised her flushed face from its haven between her sister's squirming velvety-smooth thighs and whispered anxiously, "Did I do it right for you, Verna honey?"
"Oh my golly, did you ever! You sweet thing you! And here all this time I thought you were just a baby, Claudie sweetheart. Mmm, you come right here to me and kiss me good!" Verna enthusiastically urged.
Claudia eagerly moved up to lie beside Verna and turned to her from her left side as her older sister sinuously moved over on her own left side to face the pert young brunette. Their arms enfolded each other, their lips merged, and Claudia's perky titties felt the sweet rub of Verna's warm panting bubbies ... their nipples brushed in a delicious, sisterly friction, and Claudia moaned deliciously: "oooh, you're so hot all over, Verna!"
"You know who made me that way, don't you? Kiss me nice, and put your tongue in my mouth ooh, Claudie, when I think of all the fun we could have been having all this time, and if you hadn't come in tonight, we might never have been this way!"
Their lips met, and Verna's pert tongue darted between the brunette's lips; in an access of ardor, Claudia Aronson pressed herself tightly to Verna, their titties and bellies pressing tightly together, and she felt against her softly downed virgin cunnylips the moist twitching pressures of Verna's orgasm-sensitized cunthole.
"Oooh, Verna-did you ever do this with another girl'sides me?" Claudia wanted to know.
"Uh huh. It was Betty Kartman who taught me, and that was two years ago. You remember that tine Betty's sister Elaine had her thirteenth birthday and how you had a cold that week and couldn't go out? So I went, and we started playing post office-we didn't have any boys, and Betty called for me in the kitchen, and when I got in, she kissed me and whispered why didn't we pretend we were steadies just like a fellow and his girl, and I was to be the boy? So I did, and I felt her titties, and her bummy, and she started rubbing her front against my pussy till I got awfully worked up. Then she said we'd get together later when the others wouldn't miss us. And about an hour later, when Elaine was getting her birthday spanks from everybody-gee, there must have been fifteen other girls there-Betty had me sneak up to her bathroom and we took off our clothes and she saw my pussy and wanted to kiss it, and then she showed me how to lick and kiss hers till we both went off. Oooh, Claudie honey, I never knew it could be so exciting!"
"You-you still see Betty?"
"Sure. She's sixteen now and dating fellows, but she likes girl loving best, she says. She taught Elaine how to gamahuch her-"
"G-gamahuch?" Claudia repeated wonderingly.
"Oh I forgot, you don't know that word-it means what you just did to my pussy, Claudie darling!" Verna slid one hand down between her younger sister's thighs and began to pat and caress Claudia's dainty virgin cunfhole. Her other hand moved round to squeeze Claudia's resilient bare bottomcheeks, and Claudia moaned with pleasure as she pressed herself more tightly against Verna's lithe nakedness. She could feel her soft cunny rubbing Verna's, could feel the curly hairs of Verna's thicker lovefleece rasping ever so tantalizingly, and she felt a warm throbbing itching sensation deep in her cunthole.
"V-Verna-"
"Hm?"
"I-I feel so nice when-when we do this, what we're doing right now-"
"You want to fuck me, Claudie?"
"Uhhuh!"
"I'll let you be the fellow, then, and you get over me! Here, I'll show you; hold on tight and I'll roll you over in the clover," Verna giggled, her eyes glowing flames of passion.
Her slim hands grabbed hold of Claudia's naked bummy, and with a feline twist, she rolled over onto her back, carrying Claudia atop her, tittie to tittie, cunt to cunt, and sinuously Verna enlaced Claudia's smoothsheened bare calves with hers, clamping her sister to her as her hands now grabbed firm hold of the gracefully rounded globes of her sister's virgin backside. "Now, fuck me, Claudie," she breathed, flicking her tonguetip against her sister's nostrils. "Rub me up and down, and then, when I start getting squirmy, put your finger into my pussy and shove it in and out, the way a fellow does with his big hard cock!"
"Verna!" Claudia gasped, wildly excited by this naughty order, and indescribably thrilled to find that her sister, far from being indignant with her for these intimacies, wanted still more of them.
"Betty would love to fuck you, Claudie," Verna added with a wicked little wink. "And so would Laney. If you want, I'll get them over here some afternoon when maybe Aunt Florence goes out shopping or something-would you like that?"
Claudia sighed blissfully. All of a sudden, a new, beautiful horizon was opening up, just when she had thought it would be a boring, dreary summer. "My gosh-you mean they-they'd actually play like this and let you watch them?"
"Sure. 'Course, they'd want to watch you and me go at it-would you mind, Claudie, dear?"
"Ooooooh, no!" Claudia whispered, wriggling even more snugly against her sister's palpitating lithe naked body. The friction of cunt to cunt was beginning to produce seething turmoil inside her virgin lovebower, and she was already roused from having gamahuched Verna. "I think Betty's awful cute."
"So's Laney. Oh, sure, Betty's older, and she's got bigger bubbies than you or I have, and lots more hair on her spot, but Laney's almost as hairy-I know, 'cause I gamahuched her just last week," Verna confided. "Now shut up and get your mind on fucking me-I'm going-to call you Claude, 'cause that's a boy's name, and we'll pretend you're my steady guy and going to give me what my hot little pussykins needs ever so badly ooohh, not so fast at first, darling-rub me nice'n gentle, 'n don't froget to poke your finger inside my cunnv too!"
"C-cunny? You call it that, too?"
"Sure. Laney likes the word cunny better'n pussy. Betty is grownup, so she calls it her hotspot, or her joyslit."
"Gosh!" Claudia was dazzled by this flight of erotic fantasy.
"You've got such a cute bummy, Claude," Verna murmured lazily as she slipped a forefinger down along the quivering moist-warm ambery furrow that separated her brunette's sister's volup tous young asscheeks. "I bet you goose easy let's find out!"
"Oooooh, that tickles nice-ohhh, Verna," Claudia squealed excitedly as she felt her sister's fingertip pry gently between the puckering pink lips of her bunghole. In fact, the tickling was so exquisite that she excitedly rubbed herself up and down, then from side to side against Verna's fleecy fuckhole, and kissed her older sister hotly on the mouth, "Ohh, now I'm really gonna fuck you, Verna baby," she breathed, suddenly wanting to talk and feel dirty, to exult in this newly discovered, uninhibited body-freedom of bare skin to skin, cunny to cunny, tittie to tittie and fingers working where they would. Aunt Florence was such a goody-goody, and she'd never bothered to care whether the two of them ever knew anything about sex, just like Mom and Dad. Besides, girlloving like this couldn't possibly get anybody into trouble, you couldn't get babies from rubbing or frigging-or what was that new word Verna had just used, oh, yes, gamahuching-and it was ever so much better than playing with yourself at night and tickling pussy. Because now Claudia could feel all of her slit tingling and palpitating just from pressing against Verna's lovehole.
"Put it in deeper, it's so good," she encouraged Verna, who promptly gouged her forefinger into the hilt, and Claudia's asshole contracted voluptuously with shivering tremors as the charming younger brunette sister tasted the perverse bliss of honeyholing for the first tantalizing time.
To compensate Verna for this introduction to new delights, Claudia put her own right forefinger against the dainty moist crevice of Verna's cunthole and edged it in and began to tickle with the soft pad. "Ahhhh, ohh, that's wonderful, Claude ohhh, ahh-ohh, slowly, slowly, don't spoil it by going too fast-now fuck me too while you tickle," Verna sighed rapturously.
Never in all her life had Claudia experienced such hot surging ecstasy as she now knew atop her lithe slim older sister's naked squirming body, pussyhairs merging to pussyhairs, titties rubbing titties amorously, the soft perky buds stiffening as they grazed together; her bottomcheeks tightened and spasmed, for Verna's finger was working steadily inside her sensitive asshole-she'd never realized how much pleasure a girl could get from playing with that part of her body!-and now the twitching lips of her pink rosebud of a virgin cunny were shivering as if they had the ague-except they were so hot, not cold!
Her finger explored this new wonderful world of Verna's secret treasures; it discovered a tiny little stiffened projectile of pussyflesh near the inner labia, and the minute she grazed it, Verna writhed under her, moaning, "OHHHH THAT'S THE BEST OF ALL, KEEP YOUR FINGER RIGHT THERE AND FUCK ME GOOD NOW DARLING, OH CLAUDE I WANT YOU TO FUCK MY PUSSY TILL I GO OFF!"
Imaginative in her initiatory debut into Sapphic surfeit, Claudia slyly slipped her other hand under Verna's quaking bare bottom, and her index finger searched for, found, the narrow crevice, that warm, humid, tightening shivering passageway which led to Verna's dainty bunghole. Instantly, Verna writhed, and clamped her bare legs higher up on Claudia's thighs, locking her to pussy-pussy friction that surpassed their earlier coalescence. "OH YES, YES, GOOSE ME THERE TOO AND FUCK AND TICKLE ME OH I WANT EVERYTHING!" Verna moaned hoarsely, her eyes rolling almost to the whites.
"Yes, yes, Verna, I'm going to do everyflung, oh, it's so nice, ohh, Verna, keep your finger in my brownie," Claudia sobbed, near tears of ecstasy, so furious were the hot searing flashes of pleasure rippling through her naked flesh. Her bottomcheeks tightened, imprisoning her sister's deeply implanted finger, and it began to work in and out faster now, like a fellow's cock rooting down her dirt road. Ohh, how naughty and sexy and hot she felt, thinking about the naughty words of what Verna was doing to her, pretending they were man and wife. Oh, Prissy didn't know what fun was, not just with a nasty old boy's cock, not till she was belly-pussy-rubbing and goosing and ticklerfrigging all at the same sweet sisterly time!
She plied her right forefinger against Verna's little clittie, feeling it throb and quicken and vibrate with the energizing fever of passion through this sly frictional frigging; her left forefinger was bolder now, goosing Verna almost halfway down, and then, as her sister slipped her tongue deep into Claudia's eager mouth, Claudia moaned and thrust her finger as far as it would go into Verna's tight humid bunghole. She felt the walls of that warm tract clench tightly, as if it were a cock being held by the Sodom-channel in the act of buggering though of course sweet Claudia didn't know that, since no boy had ever slipped himself between her satiny thighs. Now Claudia's other finger rubbed the stiffening clittie back and forth, then back down into its little hidden, secretive cowl of pink pussy flesh, and Verna sobbed aloud in her rapture as her tongue madly dug and furled and rapiered, her own imbedded honeyholing finger giving Claudia the sensation of a furious buggering.
"Ohhh Claude, Claude, fuck meeeeeeee good now, ooohhh make me give it all down, darling Claude," Verna wailed, borne aloft into an elysian transport by her younger sister's ardent wooing. Claudia, nothing loath, quickened her fingerwork, while at the same time she ground her belly and her cunny madly back and forth over Verna's quaking loins.
Verna's bare slim legs readjusted, constantly shifting now as she found herself in the throes of near-come; they locked round Claudia's calves, then lofted to her thighs, then in a final wild access of lustful excitement, clamped right over Claudia's wriggling, gyrating bare bottom. And by now, the younger girl was feeling the seething turbulence of pussy-explosion deep within her ardent loins.
Now both their honeyholing fingers were speeding in and out of tightening, spasming assholes, their pussies rubbed and chafed and rasped, the lips redder and inflamed with passion-blood, and the soft prelubricatory catcream seeped down to moisten those lovemouths, so that sister and sister kissed at both mouths-lips and pussylips in sweet unison
"Ohh-ohh-ohhh-darling-oh Verna, I'm going to go off too, oh hurry, Verna, give it back to me," Claudia squealed.
Verna's legs tightened over her sister's wriggling bare satiny bottom, her forefinger dug to the hilt inside Claudia's contracting asshole, and now her other forefinger found the dainty tidbit of Claudia's clittie, rubbing it from side to side as Claudia wildly ground her softly downed pussy against the furrier Venusmound of the older girl.
Florence might wake up, silenced Verna with her greedy little moist mouth, delving her tongue deep to taste the hon-eyed nectar of Verna's saliva. Now the spasm hit them at the same time, and tempestuously Verna flung both arms round-Claudia's waist and, rolling wildly this way and that, at last flung her sister over onto her back and wound up atop her, grinding pussy to pussy as their juices ebbed out and merged in a sweet rivulet of cunnybliss.
"Ohh my Lordie, I thought I'd die," Verna sighed blissfully after a long oblivious moment as they lay panting, shivering, in each other's arms. "Betty and Laney just have to come over and see what a wonderful girlfucker you are!"
"V-Verna!" Claudia was scarlet with a sweet confusion in this langurous aftermath. Her fingers slipped up over Verna's surging bottomcheeks and pinched and tweaked amorously, and they kissed lingeringly.
"Well, you are! Want to meet them and we'll have a foursome? A fucksome foursome-how's that?" Verna impishly giggled.
And Claudia shyly nodded, then kissed her older sister long and hard before reluctantly leaving to return to her own room. Downstairs, Aunt Florence was sleeping dreamlessly, never suspecting what sweet mischief her young nieces were achieving-
CHAPTER FOUR
If there were such a thing as ESP, one might say that Betty and Elaine Kartman were equally inspired by the erotic exploits of Claudia and Verna Aronson.
The two sisters lived half a mile west of the Aronsons. Their parents were divorced and Mrs. Kartman had won custody of the girls. She ran a dress shop which hired fifteen employees, and, at 42, was an exceptionally handsome, buxom blonde who was dating a building contractor, himself a widower with two teenaged girls, with the prospect of remarrying. As a matter-of-fact, on this particular June evening, Dorothy Kartman was over at Frank Josephs' apartment, and they were necking like teenagers....
"Ohh, Frank, you don't know what you do to me," Dorothy Kartman sighed as she hugged her suitor and squirmed her plump round thighs against his. She wore a lowcut, sleeveless white cotton blouse with red trimmings which she'd bought in a Mexico City shop last summer; and a black, snugfitting cotton skirt. Her legs were bare. She was five feet six, with a magnificent pair of closely set high perched juicy round titties which needed no bra despite her age; her waist was girlishly slim, flaring into juicy, ripe hips; her bottom comprised two upstanding, full round cheeks with a tight, narrow cleft separating the luscious halfmoons, and her plump thighs were long and delicious, a match for her lusciously curvaceous calves. Dorothy Kartman's pale yellow hair was styled in a modish bun at the left side of her head, pulled away from her high forehead, to give her a Spanish look, and she wore a red bead necklace round her full throat; her skin was a pale milky hue, and amazingly unwrinkled considering her age and the fact she had had two girls by fucking. But for the last two years, Dorothy Kartman's eager pussy had been lonely, as no male cock had discovered its still excitingly tight confines. Tonight, she hoped, her secondhusband-to-be would make a woman of her all over again; for actually, she felt as girlish as a virgin bride.
"Tell me, Dottie," Frank Josephs huskily murmured. His left arm was round her waist, and his right hand was lying gently on her upper thigh, yearning to be bolder. But Frank's first wife had been a prim, none too affectionate woman who had looked on fucking only as a regrettably inescapable way to bear children, and so he had had little pleasure from bed over the years. Now, Dorothy Kartman had come into his life, and he was trying to forget his inhibitions-but without letting Dorothy think he was a suppressed sex fiend.
He was five feet ten, with curly brown hair liberally streaked with gray, just three years older, lean and sinewy, thanks to the exercise he got on the job of supervising buildings which his firm contracted for.
"Silly," she whispered, snuggling still closer, "you make me feel young all over again."
"Let's make it permanent," he heard himself boldly proposing.
"Oh, Frank darling-of course I'll marry youwon't it be thrilling? Just think, as if we were starting out in life, young and eager for each other-and we've both got readymade families already."
"Four girls all told." Frank nodded, giving her a hug. "Uh huh," she cooed.
"No reason why we can't try for a boy, Dottie."
"Frank!" Dorothy Kartman blushed and hid her face against his chest. He felt his cock stiffening at this sweet avowal, and boldly slid his hand under her skirt, feeling the smooth warm naked skin of her lower thigh. When she didn't remonstrate, he got bolder still, ascending his hand slowly up her bare leg till he felt the hems of her white nylon pantiebriefs; to his delight, she didn't wear a girdle, and the feel of her plump yet firm flesh sent shuddering twinges through his turgid prick.
"When can we get married, Dottie?"
"Let me think-well, what's wrong with next month? We could have our honeymoon-"
"What about the kids?"
"My Cousin Grace can look after them, darling. All of them."
"Gosh, that'd sure be great," he admitted ... and now his hand crept up a little farther till his fingertips came up against the plump furry mound of her cunthole.
Dorothy Kartman moaned and wriggled excitedly, "Oh, darling, you don't know what you're doing to me when you do that," she confided.
"Dottie-I want you-right now-" he panted.
"I want you too, Frank! Oh, aren't we wicked? If our children could only see us now!"
"In a few years they'll be dating fellows and getting married themselves," he reminisced as he kept his hand pressed against her cunthole. "Yours will first, though. Let's see, your Betty is sixteen, isn't she?" he added.
"Yes, and Laney's fifteen."
"My Janie's fifteen and Blanche is thirteen and a half," Frank Josephs shook his head, "how the years fly!"
"But I feel just as young as when I started having Betty," Dorothy Kartman whispered, biting his earlobe and arching herself so his fingertips could press hard against her tingling cunthole. He could feel not only the pouting lovelips but also the thick dark blonde fleecy curls that shielded her mouth of prick-appeasement.
"That's a wonderful compliment you're paying me, Dottie, and I've got to do something about it," Frank Josephs began to tickle her cuntlips through the thin nylon briefs, his fingertips circling the soft plump lovecrevice while blonde matronly Dorothy Kartman squirmed her bottom and arched herself, giving him full access.
"Ohh-let-let's go to bed, honey," she suddenly gasped, grabbing at his hand, you'll drive me crazy if you just keep doing that and nothing else!"
From the ardent look in her graygreen eyes, Frank Josephs realized gratefully that the goddess of love, Venus, had given him a wonderful second chance at prick-satisfaction after his dreary, frigid marriage to the late Mona Josephs. Dorothy was shaped for fucking, while Mona had been almost sinewy and lean, with a dominant face.
He drew his hand from under her skirt, and lifted her i p, then led her to the bedroom. Once the door was locked-because Jane and Blanche were over at Jane's best girl friend's house at the latter's birth day party-, he took her in his arms and kissed her hard on the mouth, squeezing her titties lovingly with both hands. "You've got such gorgeous bubies, Dottie honey," he breathed.
Dorothy Kartman gave silent thanks to the gods of luck for bringing this virile widower into her life; she decided he was much too timid, and realized he had been the victim of Mona Josephs' pussy-rationing program. The poor darling! Her soft hand groped towards his trouser fly, and encountered a magnificently stiff prick prodding hard against the cloth. In an instant, she had drawn the zipper, unbuttoned his shorts and drawn out the weapon destined to restore her long-denied womanhood.
"Dottie!" he gasped, delirious and nearly speechless to find how complaisant his new wife-to-be was-what nights they'd have in bed!
"Ohhh, you're so big and hard-I'm afraid of it, Frank honey," she whispered naughtily, giving his cock a loving squeeze in her soft palm.
"Dottie-you-you're an angel-I can't believe it's true you go for me-"
"Sweetheart, you're almost like a boy, that's part of the reason I go for you," the blonde matron confessed. "I'm going to be a good wife to you, and I want to start proving it right now-oh, hurry and get my clothes off so I can really show you, lover!"
In a few moments, Dorothy stood in just her pantiebriefs and matching bra and sandals, her voluptuous, ripe body a glorious poem of milky flesh, her deep bellybutton winking at him as his big prick with its long lean taut-pinkskinned head jutting out of his open shorts, Frank Josephs was .very much a man, and Dorothy Kartman wriggled with anticipation as she came close to him and again fondled his weapon in the palm of her soft hand He reached back to unhook her bra's bandeau, and let it fall; then his hands grabbed the big juicy melons of her titties, with their wide brownish-pink aureoles and the turgid dark pink buds peaking those lovecircles. He bent his head to suck one of Dorothy Kartman's nipples, and felt it stiffen instantly, as her arms went round him and she stepped close to him, his prickhead burrowing against the thickly furred cleft of her pan tie-guarded cunthole. Her beautiful ripe round asscheeks tightened and rippled as she purposely pressed herself, feeling the nylon pressed back between the pouting and now slyly moistening lips of her pussy.
"Oooh, Frank, don't make me wait too long," she panted.
"Baby, I won't-oh, Dottie baby," he crooned in mounting excitement as his hands slid down the pantiebriefs and luxuriated over the velvety-smooth cheeks of her shivering naked bottom. She stepped out of them and hugged him tightly, giving him her mouth, slushing her tongue deep between his lips. Her fingers dug into his sinewy lean buttocks, as she crammed her pussy against his stiff aching cock, feeling the taut head probe for the moist twitching lips of her eager lovecrevice. With a sob he felt himself drawn in her as a magnet draws steel, and Dorothy Kartman cried out with the bliss of feeling a prick gouge her yearning, so longdenied cunthole as she pressed tightly to him, his cock hilting to the balls inside her hot channel.
"Ohh, Dottie, Dottie, it's heaven," he moaned as his hands squeezed her bottomcheeks, then bowed his head to suck at one of her swollen nipplebuds.
"Ahh, Frank, fuck me," she groaned, "don't even go to bed, just do it now, I'm burning up for you!"
He was inexpressibly thrilled; Mona would have slapped his face if he had ever dared such a deliciously obscene word as beautiful naked matronly Dorothy Kartman had just uttered; it augured well for their bedtimes in the future. And to feel the hot tight clamping of her moist cuntwall against his stiff aching prong was paradise!
"Dottie, Dottie, I'm a lucky guy," he breathed, taking her other nipple between his lips and nibbling at it, then passing the tip of his tongue over the perky tip.
"Ahh-ohh, that's so nice-ohh, darling, don't hold back with me, ever-I love you-I want to be your girl, your bitch, your everything-only don't you ever let me catch you cheating with any other woman, 'cause I can give you whatever you want," Dorothy Kartman ecstatically promised.
"Don't worry your lovely head about that,ever," Frank Josephs gasped as his forefinger crept into the tight narrow groove separating Dorothy Kartman's luscious round smooth rnilkyskinned assglobes. "I've got years to make up with you, baby, and you're going to get my undivided attention!"
"Heavenly!"
"Ohh, Dottie, I don't want to lose it, but you're so hot and tight my cock's going to burst!"
"Ohh, not yet, darling," Dorothy pouted. "Close your eyes and think of school or bowling or something till you get your save back-ohh, Frank, hold it back for Mamma, she wants to go off tob!"
Grinding his teeth, Frank Josephs managed to overcome the disaster of prematurity his first fucking time with the luscious blonde matron, and stood there, gripping her bare bottomcheeks and drawing in great gulps of air. All the while, her tight cuntwalls kissed and nibbled at his delved-in prick, and it was all he could do to keep the lava-jet of spunk from bursting out then and there. At least the crisis was over, and he kissed her on the cheek, his hands rising now to fondle her swelling big melontitties and feel their swollen tips, which he flattened with his palms.
Dorothy Kartman had wound her milky arms round his neck and arched to him, taking every inch he had, feeling his thick shaggy cockhairs grind against her dark blonde cuntfleece. Her mouth now met his and her tongue slithered deep inside his lips, scraping his gums, meeting his own tongue and sending electrifying surges of lust through his feverishly quivering body.
"My gosh, I forgot to take pills," Dorothy whispered, "maybe you'll big me!"
"I'd love to start a boy right now, Dottie," he said hoarsely.
She giggled, hugged him tighter, began to weave her bottom slowly to and fro, making her cuntwalls grind and rasp against his hilted prick.
"I want you too, then darling-ohh, Frank, now, put your finger in my pussy and frig my little clittie," she breathed.
Enraptured by the sweet, candid abandon of his new wife-to-be, and thanking his lucky stars that fate had given him this delicious morsel to make-up for years of icy bedtimes with Mona, Frank Josephs took greedy hold of her voluptous big bottomcheeks, and drew slowly back to the brink of Dorothy Kartman's cuntlips, feeling her lovewalls grind and clench all along the route to let him know she yearned for his swift return to her innermost depths.
"Ohh, you awful teaser you," she panted, squirming about to make him dig it back into her cunthole, "give it to Mamma, ohh Frank, frig me too!"
He slid his right hand between their bodies, his forefinger exploring tentatively-in all his wedded life with Mona, he had never dared finger her pussy, much less her bumhole; now, this their very first time, Dorothy was giving him carte blanche to do everything he had ever secretly dreamed of when he fucked a girl!
"Ooooh, yes, yes that's the right spot!" she squealed as he brushed against her throbbing clitoris.
His other hand palmed her tensing bare velvetymilky asscheeks; inspired by her ardor, Frank Josephs let his other forefinger roam along the tight narrow creasage between those luscious hillocks, till he grazed her bunghole.
"OHH YES, YES, OHH YOU ANGEL, NOW GIVE IT TO ME EVERYWHERE, OH I WANT IT BAD, FRANK LOVER!" Dorothy Kartman wailed her eyes humid and wide with lust.
What years of repression had done, Dorothy Kartman obliterated in a single moment! He delved his finger inside the plump lips of her asshole; his other finger frigged her clitoris, and now he began to push his prick slowly back and forth inside her tingling, clenching cunthole.
Wild with ecstasy, Dorothy Kartman glued her mouth to his, her hands stroking his hips and sides, arching to grind her bare belly to his, wanting to absorb into her pussy every iota of his stiff, throbbing, almost bursting prick.
His finger quickened at her clittie, speeding the rubbings from side to side, up and down, flattening the pussybutton back into its nest of pink loveflesh. His other finger maintained a steady in and out movement within the tight Yvvm\\& caw^v o\ her bunghole, and his prick, aware that it could not long control the frenzied urge to burst, thrust mightily now, gouging her to the very hilt.
"OH FRANK FRANK NOW NOW NOW OH LOVER OH SWEETHEART FUCK MAMMA OH FUCK MAMMA TO DEATH OH DARLING, HERE I COME, OH DARLING OHHHHHHHHH!" Dorothy Kartman screamed as she merged to him, weaving her bottom frantically this way and that, feeling his hot jet explode deep in her cunthole. Her own viscous warm lovecream seeped down to merge into the torrent, and she sagged in his arms, as he used both hands to grab her backside and hold on for dear life as spurt upon spurt of long pentup gism spattered deep into her womb.
Little did he suspect-or did she-that their two sets of daughters were imitating their new parents-to-be ... by girlfucking!
CHAPTER FIVE
About the time Dorothy Kartman was wriggling out of her pantiebriefs to enjoy her first premarital fucking from Frank Josephs, her two daughters were amusing themselves with girlish games which, if ingenious and charming in a kind of young innocence, nonetheless indicated that with a little practice, their enthusiasm would lead them to the same passionate fervor their mother so ardently was about to display when Frank's big prick delved its gouging way into her eager cunny.
Just as Verna Aronson had said, Betty was sixteen and Larkjey (Elaine) fifteen, but the latter was in some ways even more deliciously developed than Betty. Betty was about five feet five and a half inches, with a sweet, passive, innocent-looking face, big blue eyes, dainty turned-up nose, dark brown hair in a thick ponytail, with tawny skin. Her titties were closely spaced and like small cantaloupes, very firm and jutting for her age, with narrow aureoles in whose centers turgid, dark coral tidbits stood out poutingly as if demanding kisses and tonguings.
Her thighs were somewhat short but very beautifully rounded; her calves sleek, her belly smooth and adorably dimpled by the wide shallow navel. Her cunt was plump, like a soft fig, the lips parted, and framed by a luxuriant, crisp curly fleece. But Elaine, though slim and almost boyish, an inch shorter than her sister, had dark auburn hair in a short pageboy, and the darker curls of her dainty not quite so prominently plump cunthole seemed indeed thicker-partly because of their very darkness over the pale pink twitching prisms of her pussylips. Her titties were like small uptilting pears, widely spaced and highset on her creamy chest; her skin was freckled deliciously at arms, calves, even her cheeks and forehead and the bridge of her small aquiling nose being covered by them. She had a small ripe mouth like a swollen strawberry, a deeply cleft little chin, and highset cheekbones.
At this very moment, the two girls were lying side by side in Betty's bedroom, gossiping about Betty's frolics with her boy friends. Elaine was envious of her older sister's fucking accomplishments, but shyly avowed she didn't care for boys at all, they were so obnoxious, loud and vulaar. Betty giggled and said, "One of these days, you'll go wild over a fellow and you'll want him to put his cock into your little hairy hole all the time, you watch and see!"
"It's lots more fun just loving you up, Bettykins," Elaine purred as she wriggled closer. Both girls wore only their white rayon slips, and their voluptuous young bodies were stark naked underneath, out-lined in all their tantalizing curves and sinuousities by the clinging material.
"You're sweet, Laney, and I do love our games, but I love my boy friends too. You don't know how excited you can get when a boy puts his big hard cock down inside your teency slit and pokes it in and out till you nearly go crazy," Betty explained as she leaned over to kiss Elaine's sultry small ripe mouth.
"You've told me all about it-but I still love you best, Betsywetsykins," Elaine pouted, using her pet children's name for her older sister. Her hand slipped along Betty's thigh, rising to the plump mound of her sister's cunthole, and her fingertips, began slyly to frig that adorably soft center with circular, slow friggings, pressing the thin rayon against Betty Kartman's sensitive cunthole.
"Oooooh," Betty moaned, wriggling nearer to Elaine, turning onto her left side and cupping one of Elaine's pert titties with a slim hand, while the other roamed behind her sister to squeeze Elaine's oval, compact, tightly set bottomcheeks.
"Mmmm, I love it when you squeeze my bummy," Elaine confided in a husky little voice and flicked her tongue into Betty's ear.
"Gosh, I wish I were a boy, I'd fuck you so hard with my pego you'd be sore inside your pussykins," Betty murmured sensually, moving closer still, and now their hands cuddled and pinched and patted bottoms, felt and cupped titties, then crept back to the center of their interest: each other's tingling soft awaiting cunny, covered by a single thickness of fabric, under which the lips pouted and grew suspiciously moist as girl-creaming's prelude wakened in their loveclefts.
"I like you better the way you are, Betty. Betty honey?-"
"Hmm, sweetness?
"Isn't it just wonderful that we got to find out for ourselves what fun our little games can be?"
"Yes, Laney, it sure is. But don't forget who taught you about stuff like that. It was four years ago when you came into my room when the folks were out to a movie because it was thundering and lightening and you were so scared you wanted to sleep with me and cuddle closer ... remember?"
"Uh huh." Elaine passionately kissed her sister, letting her tonguetip just probe inside Betty's ripe soft lips. Their hands grew more and more feverish in wandering; now Elaine's hand was moving under Betty's slip, and Betty was goosing Elaine with an index fingertip, pressing the thin slip into the dainty little narrow rosette of Elaine's virgin honeyhole.
"Oooh, that's heaven!"
"If I were a boy, I could put my pego in right there, Laney," Betty whispered, spreading her thighs as much as she could to let Elaine's fingers graze over the fleecy soft curls of her cunthole. "I could and I would!"
"Oooh! Do you actually mean a boy does THAT to a girl?" Elaine asked, shivering with perverse curiosity. Her agile assmuscles were tensing and flexing now because Betty's finger was goosing her repeatedly, and her quaking bumhole felt exquisitely sensitive. "How could it go in such a small hole?"
"Bigger things come out than go in!"
"Ohh! Betty, that was nasty!"
"But it's true," Betty gigglingly asserted. "Mmm, keep frigging me, you pet my pussy so nicely, Laney honey."
"I love to pet your pussy, it's so soft and squirmy, Betsykins," Elaine signed.
"Know what?"
"Uh uh."
"I know somebody else'd love to pet your pussy lots," Betty whispered. "Who?"
"My girl friend Verna. And I bet her sister Claudia'd go for you too in a big way. You two sort of look alike-you're both slim and squirmy, only her hair's black. Verna knows what it's like, only she doesn't like boys the way I do."
"Then I'd like her," Elaine promptly declared.
"You little teaser, now you want to make me jealous," Betty purred as she dragged up her slip to her belly. "Here's the pussy you love best, and you know it, don't you?"
"Oh do I ever, Betsywetsykins," Elaine sighed langurously as she wriggled down till her head was between Betty's squirming, yawning thighs, and then her sulky petulant little ripe mouth fixed on Betty's cunthole with an avid, sucking entreaty as she began to gamahuch her older sister with an expertise that showed ample practice. .
Indeed, just as Betty had intimated, it had been four years ago, when the sisters were 12 and 11 respectively, that the thunderstorm had terrified the younger girl and she had huddled into bed with Betty, who began to kiss and caress her. And before long, they had discovered that proximity bred passion, and their consoling hands had been explorative and touched shyly those most intimate parts of their young bodies ... Betty had frigged Elaine's cunnylips till the younger girl had squealed and threshed about in her first girlish paroxysm and let down her lovejuice, and then she had insisted on doing the same for Betty ... and ever since then, both sisters had experimented with all the lovely inventive games that Bilitis and Sappho had played on the legendary isle of Lesbos eons ago...."7
Elaine's slim fingers gripped the backs of Betty's straddled thighs as the younger girl pressed her moist small ripe mouth to the dainty pink lips of her sister's cunthole. Betty, her head falling back, began to moan softly, and reached down with one hand to grip Elaine's pageboy curls so that her sister couldn't fail her task, and, jerking at her hair, panted, "Ooh, don't stop, Laney-put your tongue way in, as far as it'll go-it's like having a cock, only it moves so fast and tickles so much better when you do it right!"
She tugged up her slip past her titties with her other hand; then impatiently jerked it off and flung it to the other side of the bed, exposing her voluptuous body in all its naked loveliness. Her nipples were darker and turgid now, proof that her sister's gamahuching artistry was drawing forth the tides of passion deep down in her avid cunthole.
Elaine flicked out her tongue now, rimming the plump gaping pussypetals of her sister's twitching cunt; her fingertips dug hard into the backs of Betty's quaking, flexing thighs, and expertly, delicately, her tongue flicked here and there just inside the soft pouting plump lips of that delicious young cunt; now, she brushed the clitoridal nodule, and Betty groaned in ecstasy as she slid down a little to force her seething, twitching cunt hard against Elaine's dutiful mouth, to procure the thrill of a still more intimate lingual contact. "Ohh, yes, there, there, don't stop at all, oh keep it up till I give it down, Laney," she moaned, planting her heels in the bed and straddling her thighs hugely till the moist palpitating pinks of her cuntlips fairly yawned to provide total access.
Elaine's fingers crept up to the base of Betty's weaving, squirming bare bottom, and now a fingertip grazed the plump little anal fissure, which puckered and tensed, then gaped in an exquisite erotic reflex. Pausing a moment, her voice slurred and moist-thick, she murmured, "Betty-does your guyyou know-put his cock inside your bummy, too?"
"Not yet-but I'm going to have him try.next time we have a fucking date, Laney." Betty gasped arching out her heaving titties; then she jerked at Elaine's pageboy curls: "You keep your mind on your work, sweetiepie, I'm so close I can feel itoooh, yes,yes,ahh-ohhh, ram your tongue inside my pussy hard now NOW NOW AHAHAHAHAH!"
Her thighs clenched round Elaine's neck as the spasm seized her, and her body arched like a bow; she cupped her heaving titties with both hands, eyes rolling to the whites, her bottom lifted from the bed, then slammed back down and wriggled wildly as her cunnyjuices began to flow down to meet Elaine's delving tongue.
"OHHHHHH THAT WAS THE BEST YOU EVER GAMMED ME, LANEY!" she squealed in an elysian rapture, lying relaxed now, thighs sprawling open, one knee flung up and swung to the side, her fingers pinching her stiff dark tittiebuds, her eyes shining and wide.
"Now you've got to take care of me, Betsywetsykins," Elaine whispered.
"Get on me like a guy, then, I'm so comfy and lazy from being gammed that you've got to do all the work, Laney lover," Betty cooed.
Elaine rose to all fours, moved forward over her sister's straddled body, and eased herself down, her hands cupping Betty's round surging satiny titties. Their lips met, and their tongues slushed and rubbed together. A shiver of voluptuous aftermath made Betty arch up to press against Elaine, who had swiftly doffed her slip to be all naked in this Sapphic conclave. Betty's arms clung round Elaine's waist, hugging her tight, and the slim auburn-haired girl squirmed till she found the most comfortable pose, then slipped her hands under Betty's plump bottomrounds, grabbed hold of those succulent globes, and began to girlrub slowly and insistently. "I'm going to fuck you till you juice, Betsywetsy," she panted, "and you've got to give my pussy what it needs too, or I won't love you any more."
"Shh, angel, just let's fuck nice and slow and quiet," Betty purred, and slid one hand between their bellies, her forefinger aiming for Elaine's furry cunthole.
"Ohh yes, yes, frig me too while we fuck," Elaine pleaded, kissing her dark brown-haired sister passionately, her tongue slithering between Betty's lips. She felt Betty's warm velvety bottomcheeks tighten and clench and flex as the older girl adjusted herself to this pseudo-fucking posture, and then she began a slow, calculated grinding back and forth so that silky pussyfur rubbed pussyfur and, beneath the twitching soft moist petals found their own exquisite cohesion.
Betty grabbed for her bottom too now, so that each girl was guiding her partner with tensing fingers digging into resilient bottomglobes, their mouths fused together, their tongues rapiering hotly as their passions rose. Elaine, not yet fulfilled, found that Betty was as wantonly eager to be juiced down as she: had been the first time by gamahuching; she quickened her pace, weaving sinuously from side to side, rubbing her own itching love-swollen cuntlips against Betty's moist palpita.ting pussypetals. Their titties partook of that sweet sisterly friction, the nipplebuds hardening and darkening as erogenous blood was drawn to the surface of those delectable tidbits.
Now Betty goosed her sister, and Elaine moaned with delirious rapture as she hurried her girlrubbing maneuvers: "Frig me too, ooooh, please frig my tickler, Betsywetsy," the younger girl sobbed as her fervor mounted. Betty, keeping her other forefinger halfway inside Elaine's tight virgin bumhole, began to tickle Elaine's soft twitching pussylips with the other and then found the dainty little nucleus of Elaine's pussy-life, grazing it gently, rubbing it this way and that, flattening it back deep into its tender pink soft hiding place, while Elaine writhed and sobbed in her seething erotic turbulence. Betty's bare legs clamped now over Elaine's sinuous lithe thighs, clenching her rider to her mount, and their mouths sucked and kissed frantically as each sister felt her own tidal wave approaching.
"Oh now, now, please, fuck me hard," Betty moaned as her finger sped against Elaine's throbbing clitoris, her other finger digging deep to the hilt inside her sister's tight warm asshole. Elaine bucked and ground and weaved and squirmed, wildly rubbing her furry slit against Betty's cunny, and then the spasm hit them both and they rolled to and fro, threshing, clamped together, on the rumpled bed.
"Ohh my," Betty at last sighed languorously moments later, "Verna will just go crazy when she fucks you. And you can fool around with Claudia too. I bet that girl is just as sexy as Verna is."
"But do you think we ought to let Claudia know what fun we have?" Elaine anxiously inquired.
"Sure, you stupe," Betty giggled, giving Elaine's bare bottom a playful slap, "because Verna and I have girlfucked for almost a year now, and I know she must be teaching Claudia just the way I taught you, precious lambiepie. Mmm, that was such a lovely fuck you gave me, after that heavenly gamming, Laney sweetheart. Now we better take a shower and go to sleep before Mummy gets back home."
"She's out on a date with that Frank Josephs, isn't she, Betty?" Elaine slipped off the bed and stood up, sighing with content.
"Uh huh. And if I know Mummy, she's being fucked-and he's an awful nice guy, and between us girls, Laney, I hope he pops the question to Mummy. I'd sort of like to have a father round the house again."
"He's got two girls of his own, doesn't he?"
"Uh huh. Janie and Blanche. And I bet you one thing, Laney-we can have terrific fun if he marries Mummy, 'cause all four of us can be real loving sisters-like you and me right now."
CHAPTER SIX
Betty Kartman was prophetic, though she didn't know it, of course.
Jane and Blanche Josephs, upstairs in their room on the second floor of the old colonial-type house, were in their pajamas and whispering as they lay together in bed.
"Janie?"
"Huh?"
"Can't you sleep?"
"Nope. Can't you?"
"Uh uh. What time is it?"
"After eleven, I guess. Don't worry-school's out."
"Oh, silly, I know that!"
"Well, I just thought I'd remind you."
"Thanks for nothing." Blanche sat up, reached over for the little nightlamp and turned it on. She was a charming Lolita for her \3Vi years, with tousled wheatcolored curls, a saucy face with snub nose and full sweet mouth, with a soft carnationtinted skin and, despite her slender figure, extremely tempting and budding. Her bubbies were hard round apples, set widely apart, her long slim thighs and calves merged into a provocative, surprisingly spacious ovalshaped backside with broadening cleft that would have tempted a virile male to put his cock into her dainty brownie rather than her virgin cunny cleft.
"Now what did you go and do that for?" Jane Josephs complained as she sat up rubbing her eyes with her knuckles.
"'Cause if we can't either of us sleep, we might as well talk. Daddy's downstairs, you know."
"Sure I do. With that Mrs. Kartman. Betty's and Laney's mother."
"Uh huh. They're cute girls, I like 'em lots....Janie, know something?"
"No, what?"
"I bet you Daddy's sweet on that Mrs. Kartman. He might even marry her."
"You're nuts."
"No I'm not either, Janie Josephs!" Blanche indignantly retorted. "I've seen them smooching in the living room when they didn't know I was looking."'
"Heyyou mean it, don't you?"
"Well, sure. I bet something else-they're down there now making love. I heard them come in half an hour ago-Daddy thinks we're sound asleep, but I haven't heard the front door close yet, so Mrs. Kartman's still here."
"You mean-you actually think Daddy is going to go to bed with her?"
"I bet he's doing It now. Fucking!"
"Blanche Josephs, you ought to have your mouth washed out with soap!"
"So what do you call it, Miss Smartiepants?" Blanche giggled.
Jane blushed and averted her eyes. She was about five five, with raven-black hair styled in helmet cut, an appealing, wide-eyed face with pouting, ripe mouth whose upper lip was fuller than its sweet rosy mate, Grecian nose with thin, widely flaring wings, and an ivory complexion that women twice her age would have envied her. Her titties were narrowly set together, bold young pears with hard little nuggets in dark coral hue; her bottom was a spanker's delight, being made up of two full, ample, upstanding round globes with a btaadening crack between them, though not so wide as her sister's. Her thighs, too, were lusciously rounded and rather long, with highset sleek calves. Her big guileful dark brown eyes were most expressive; she had escaped many a spanking from her widower father who had undertaken disciplining his two girls after their .mother's death in a plane crash simply by turning those lovely eyes on him imploringly and appealing to his compassion. Blanche, the saucier of the two and more of a tomboy, often did get a spanking, but it was never a very serious one, and she adored her father even when he did find it necessary to administer parental chastisement.
"That's funny," Blanche giggled again, "you're older'n I am, and you were the one showed me how to make my pussy feel so nice, and just the same, you blush like a baby when I want to know what you call fucking!"
"I-I just don't like that word-it-it's naughty, that's what."
"Uh huh. So what do you call it, just the same?"
"PI-playing house-if-if you have to know," Jane quavered, feeling very sheepish at having to reveal her squeamishness to her younger sister.
"If that isn't the silliest thing I ever heard of! So, all right, Daddy and Mrs. Kartman are playing house, I betcha they are.''
"Well, if he's going to marry her-and I bet he will, 'cause he's stuck on her-what's so wrong with that? When we're their age, we can do just any thing," Jane stoutly defended.
"Huh! I much rather play the way we do, I mean it, Jane. Come on. I'm tickling down in my pussy just thinking about what they're doing. You feel like it too? You know when you can't sleep, it helps to go off in pussy," Blanche wheedled. She began to unbutton the tops of her sister's pajamas; Jane Josephs made only an awkward, halfhearted gesture at stopping her, and then sighed and closed her eyes as she felt the tops open and yawn on either side.
"Oooh, Janie, I just love your bubbies, I do," Blanche cooed as she cupped each of them in turn and squeezed lovingly. She wriggled closer, offering her full sweet rosy mouth as a token of peace, and Jane Josephs suddenly flung her arms round Blanche and kissed her hard. Tentatively the older girl flicked out her dainty pink tongue and -rimmed Blanche's lips, which quivered and palpitated to that exquisite sisterly caress. Her own hand now groped for one of Blanche's apple-like titties and nuzzled it against the middle of her palm, rubbing gently to and fro till she felt the sweet little rosebud-pap stiffen in sign of excitement and pleasure.
"Mmm, that's nice, Blanche," Jane murmured huskily as her slim fingers began-to unbutton her sister's pajama tops and to lay bare the budding little titties, whose tips she daintily pinched and tweaked between thumb and index finger.
Their tongues swirled and rubbed together, and soon their eyes began to sparkle and their naked young bubbies to shudderingly rise and fall, indications of their mounting sexual excitement. "Turn off the light and let's get naked," Jane at last instructed. Blanche reached over to the lamp and flicked off the switch, then speedily divested her self of her pajamas, while the rustling sounds beside her indicated that Jane was emulating her in swift undress.
"There ... I'm ready, Janie," Blanche purred as she felinely stretched herself out. "It's hot outside tonight, but we better keep the sheets over us, just in case Daddy comes in to say goodnight or something."
"Huh! If he's playing house with Mrs. Kartman, he won't bother to come up and see us-'sides, by now he figures we're pounding our ear," Jane whispered in a conspiratorial tone as she snuggled close. Bare thigh rubbed intimately and insinuatingly against bare girlish thigh, and the soft smooth skin began to twitch and ripple with fluctuations, as soft fingers groped and palpitated, tickled and caressed. Blanche was fondling Jane's lovely young bubbies with both hands, while Jane was tickling Blanche's almost hairless soft pink cunnyslit with an index finger, making the younger girl gasp and arch and squirm her hips from side to side. "Oooh, your pussy feels so sweet and soft, Blanchie baby," she cooed, turning to kiss her sister on the mouth.
Blanche's forefinger now crept between Jane's round creamy thighs towards the soft curly sprigs of black lustrous pussyhair, and tickled the pouting outer rims of those virginal cunnylips.
"Ooooh, Blanchie, Blanchie, you tickle so good," Jane gasped excitedly as she sinuously rolled onto her side to face her sister, and put her right hand over against Blanche's voluptuous, jutting young bottomovals, her left hand fondling one of her sister's apple-bubbies. Their lips met again, and Jane slushed her tongue round and round, quaffing the sweet nectar of that young virgin mouth. Blanche, moaning softly in her dulcet delight, boldly tickled the petulant plump ink cunt hole lips, then edged her fingertip inside, seeking the lodestone of Jane's maturer emotions-and found it.
"Ooooh, that's the best of all, Blanchie-oooh, keep doing that, right on my little tickler," Jane exclaimed sibilantly, pressing tightly up against Blanche as her hand gripped one of Blanche's bare bottomhillocks and squeezed ardently. Her left forefinger was gently tickling the soft almost hairless lips of Blanche's dainty pussychasm, drawing spontaneous, uncontrollable starts and fitful jerks from the graceful, slender, carnation-skinned naked body of the younger girl.
"I wonder if Daddy plays with his thing-you know, when he gets hard up 'cause he's not married yet," Blanche suddenly whispered.
"Blanche Josephs, you're just awful, you are!" Jane was scandalized at the thought of discussing * her father's sex life. "And it's none of your business, anyhow."
"Oh, I mean, I know right now he's probably fucking that nice Mrs. Kartman-and I wouldn't mind if she got to be our new Mummy, 'cause then we could play house-like you say it-with Betty and Elaine. Only, I mean, before he met her, after Mummy went to heaven-"
"I don't think Mummy cared much for playing house. I just know it. Mrs. Kartman's so differentyou can tell she likes to have her pussy loved-like maybe the way I'm doing to you, Blanchie," Jane huskily avowed, pressing closer and rubbing her belly and thighs against Blanche's the while her left forefinger kept edging deeper into the soft dainty cunthole, till it came up against the taut obstruction of Blanche's cherry, which made the younger girl gasp and wriggle, "Ooh, not so hard there, that's to keep boys' cocks out!"
"Stop talking dirty, Blanchie, or I'll spank your bare bummy," Jane threatened, applying a light playful slap to the jouncy bottomovals, which made her sister squirm up tightly against her. Now their cunts merged, and Jane's eyes widened; gripping Blanche by the cheeks of her satiny vibrant bare behind, the older girl commenced a slow, insistant rubbing maneuever, forcing her blackfurred loveslit against her sister's soft twitching pink almost hairless lovelips, while her jutting young ivory titties pressed lovingly against Blanche's apple-titties in a sweet sisterly concord.
"Fuck me, Janie-ooh, please fuck me nice and slow and make it last forever," Blanche sighed dreamily as she swung her left leg over Jane's hip and arched forward, to grind pussy to pussy even more eagerly, her nubile satiny belly surging tightly against Jane's smooth naked tummy. Her hands clutched Jane's bubbies at the outer sides, kneading and palpitating them, and their lips met. Their tongues roamed fervently now as each girl sought the appeasement of her cunnyitch.
"I wish I had a cock like Daddy," Blanche suddenly confided in a voice unsteady and throbbing with her roused emotions, "I'd iust love to put it into your soft little nest and go down on you, Janie honey!"
"You're wicked! If you keep talking dirty, I won't let you do it to me at all!" Jane warned, but her tone lacked conviction, and her shuddering ecstasy made her ram her loins against Blanche's and grind back in a more accelerated, erratic tempo of fuck-friction. "Ahh-ohh, Blanchie, just love me up good, darling! I don't want you to have a c-a thing between your legs, your soft little spot feels nice enough against mine when you tickle me that way-oooh, use your finger too and tickle, honey!"
Blanche instantly complied; her forefinger crept between the furry fronds, into the moistening, twitching plump pink cunthole lips and discovered Jane's already throbbingly stiff clitoris, which she began to press and rub this way and that. Jane groaned, kissed her sister hard on the mouth, and now both her hands were digging into Blanche's saucily spacious, jutting oval assglobes as if for dear life as she gyrated and ground pussy to pussy in a frantic summons to the shattering bliss of hot girl-come.
Blanche was frigging Jane's lovebutton insistently, now and Jane's titties were rising and falling turbulently as the hot urge to spend wakened deep in the recesses of her virgn cunthole. "QohBlanchie-ahh-ohh, love me up hard, ohh, do it, do it!" she breathed.
"Say fuck, then," Blanche artfully stopped tickling and pussyrubbing, staring into her sister's flushed, contorted face. She had a malicious, secretly sensually thrilling amusement in making her older sister blush and be upset by using naughty words, having once, about a year ago, heard a boy in her class say the word "fuck" in her presence, and an older girl had gigglingly told her what it meant. Ever since then, whenever she and Jane girlloved, she enjoyed sneaking that and other words she had since learned into their amorous trysting.
"Blanchie Josephs-you cut that out-go on, don't stop and leave me high and dry," Jane wailed, rubbing herself furiously against Blanche's dainty pinklipped quim. But Blanche remained motionless, and even her frigging finger halted its delicate ministrations. "Say fuck, then, and I will, otherwise, no fucking," Blanche giggled haskily.
"Darn your hide anyway-all right, f-f-fuck, then! Now go ahead and hurry, I'm dying," Jane capitulated.
Blanche giggled, then kissed Jane hard, driving in her rapacious little tongue, and then her forefinger resumed its perorations against Jane's throbbing tickler-button, flattening it back down out of sight, then letting it bob up and vibrate, tweaking it, rolling it this way and that, up and down, from side to side. Moaning with bliss-approach, Jane Josephs squirmed till her cunnyhairs rasped Blanche's tender maiden twat, and impulsively inserted her right forefinger in the broadening humid-warm cleft that separated Blanche's voluptuous young naked asscheeks, found the dainty puckering orifice of virgin bungdom, and prodded the crinkly pink lips.
"OHHH JANIE, THAT'S HEAVEN, DO THAT SOME MORE!" Blanche squealed.
"Shh, you dummy, want Daddy to hear us?" Jane gasped frantically.
"Don't worry, he's busy fucking Mrs. Kartman right about now," Blanche purred as she squirmed her voluptuous young backside this way and that, pleading with Jane to delve her prodding finger deeper still. "Oooh, put it all the way in, goose me good, Janie, ohhh, it's so nice!"
"Then you do it to me too," Jane insisted as her forefinger gouged slowly down into the grudgingly yielding narrow asshole-canal.
Blanche Josephs moaned and kissed Jane's tittiebud ardently, her lips sucking noisily as her own forefinger crept along the humid groove between Jane's round satiny bare bottomglobes, found the plumper, crinklier rosette of Jane's virgin bung, and inserted just inside the tremblingly twitching lips. Her other forefinger now speeded against Jane's erect tickler-button, and the girls sobbed aloud in their ecstatic Tantalus as their young emotions furiously whetted and augmented towards that elysian goal of hot gushing creamy come.
Their bellies rubbed passionately together, as they frigged and goosed each other, and now Jane rolled Blanche over onto her back and began to grind her pelvis wildly against the soft pouting, swelling lips of Blanche's almost hairless young cunthole, feeling the younger girl's clittie throb and surge with galvanic seizures from this idyllic frictioning. Her other index finger was imbedded as far as it would go in the thrillingly tight rectal channel of the pretty blonde youngster, and was working in and out, with jerky, tantalizing movements that roused Blanche's sensuality to its highest pitch.
Blanche's lips sucked Jane's left tittiebud furiously, drawing it out from the rosy aureole till it stood erect and swollen, dark with love-blood formed in this torrid tumescence. Blanche's fingers were busily paying Jane back for her own twofinger-tantalizing, surging deep inside Jane's quaking, spasming bunghole, prodding Jane's avidly stiff young clittie. And then, half fainting with excitement, both girls fplt the crisis seize them, and each cried out hoarsely, smothering her outcry in the other's panting mouth as they rolled to and fro on the rumpled bed-just as, at almost this very minute, Dorothy Kartman and Frank Josephs achieved a violently cumulative hot spurting lovegush ....
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was a week later, and Aunt Florence had decided to go downtown on a prolonged shopping spree after assuring herself that her attractive young nieces Claudia and Verna would occupy themselves purposefully. Verna had informed her the night before that she was going to have Betty and Elaine Kartman over, and that all four of them would do some sewing. Beaming her approval, the middleaged spinster set off, little suspecting that the Aronson house was to be the scene of a quadruple orgy dedicated to Sappho's sweet allurements.
Betty Kartman wore a miniskirt-dress of blue cotton, which bared her tawny-sheened lusciously rounded thighs and breathtakingly contoured calves in the most mouthwatering way; under the skirt she wore the sheerest pair of pink nylon pantiebriefs in her wardrobe, and no bra. Elaine looked very svelte and sophisticated in a shortsleeved white cotton blouse and green cotton skirt which-, though it descended more modestly than Betty's (caressing the backs of her suavely dimpled knees), did not fail to emphasize the piquant verve of her veryattractive figure.
No sooner had the girls, watching from the window of Verna's bedroom, seen Aunt Florence getting on a bus at the corner to take her downtown, than Verna turned to Betty and proposed, "Claudia's been dying to have you go I down on her, Betty honey!"
Claudia's face turned red as the proverbial beet. "Verna! You old tattle tale you! I didn't say anything of the sort!"
"She's bashful," Verna giggled, pushing Betty Kartman towards the shrinking brunette, whose widened eyes fixed on Betty's provocatively guile ful face and observed the interested gleam in Betty's big blue eyes.
"I won't eat you up, Claudia," Betty purred, corneringlClaudiayCome on, kiss me and see if I'm not nice, hm?"
Flashing Verna a look of indignant despair, Claudia promptly put her hands on Betty's satiny cheek.
"Oh gosh, is that the way you kiss?" Betty said disgustedly. "Verna, she's a big baby ... didn't you teach her anything?"
"Verna, don't you dare ever tell what we do," Claudia pleaded.
"Oh no," Betty jibed, "so maybe our big baby dots know some secrets after all. Let's find out!"
Boldly, then, she ran her slim hand under Claudia's blue cotton skirt, and found at once the dainty mound of Claudia's virgin cunthole filmed by only the thinnest of pink rayon panties. She fingered it, and Claudia squealed, turned a fiery red and tried to squirm away, but she was backed helplessly into a corner and had to submit. "Don't-please, B-Betty-that's no fair!" she protested.
"I'll stop if you promise to kiss nice, then," Betty delivered her ultimatum.
And she slyly pinched Claudia's dainty pussylips through the thin panties.
"Owww, don't-that hurts there," Claudia reproachfully sobbed, wriggling and clapping her hand over her cunthole, trying to catch Betty's hand under her skirt and prevent any further torments. "I'll kiss you, but take your hand away."
"No, I won't, I'm going to keep it right where it is so I can pinch your baby pussy if you don't do what I say," Betty reveled in playing the role of dominatress, and, superior in her knowledge that she was the only one of the four girls who had gone all the way, looked around for approval from her own sister as well as Verna Aronson.
"No! I don't want her to, Verna-please don't make me do it in front of everybody." Claudia was ready to cry. Secretly, she was intrigued by the prospect of finding a new girl-lover, but the notion of exhibiting herself before Betty's sister was too much. Conversely, Elaine moved over to Verna, flushed and giggling, finding the light brown-haired pinkskinned older sister of Claudia a most appetizing prospect for girl-games, and she slipped her slim little hand into Verna's so that both |,might (watch with eager anticipation at this "violation."
"I'm going to pinch pussy hard this time if you don't kiss nice," Betty Kartman warned, tensing her thumb and index finger over the dainty mound of Claudia Aronson's shrinking virgin cunthole.
"Oh please, don't pleeeeease, Betty-aii-oh take your fingers off of it," Claudia squealed and danced from foot to foot, clapping both hands down at her crotch to push Betty's hand away from her sacrosanct and tender spot.
"Then you have to kiss nice," Betty repeated in a husky voice, her titties swelling with voluminous ardor, her face flushed, her own pussy tickling insidiously as the prelubricatory lovedew of her chalorous and experienced young cunthole titillated all the coral pussyflesh into an aura of. amorous feverishness.
Seeing there was no way out of it, Claudia at once flung her arms round Betty, and, closing her eyes, shivering, gave Betty a kiss full on the mouth.
"That's a little better, but you can do still lots more," Betty advised her charming brunette victim and again her fingers tightened against the all too vulnerable crotch of Claudia Aronson.
"Don't pinch pleeeeease-oooh, I can't stand it there-here-I-I'll kiss you nice," Claudia panted. And again her mouth found Betty's ... only, this time, she emerged her agile little pink tongue and probed discreetly against Betty's soft buttery-sweet red lips. At once they opened, and Betty's tongue met hers more than halfway. A shiver of voluptuousness rippled through Claudia Aronson's slim body, and she moaned softly as Betty's capable, expert hands now slid under her skirt and began to squeeze her bottomcheeks lovingly, while Betty pressed her own ardent limbs against Claudia's. "Let's fuck, darling," Betty was whispering salaciously, her eyes sparkling with lust. "Mmm, have you got a delicious bummy, though. And I'll bet your pussy is just darling when it's all bare ... come on, Claudie sweetie, show Mamma what you're made of!"
"N-not in front of them, please, Betty-I-I will if you'll do it with me in my rroom," Claudia quavered.
"She wants privacy, Verna," Betty turned her head to announce aloud, to Caludia's spluttering embarrassment; she hung her head to ope side, eyes closed, but the agitated way her perky titties were swelling betrayed the secret yearning which Betty's pussypinching and Frenchkissing had evoked.
"Claudie, you do what my best friend Betty wants you to, or Laney and I'll take off your panties and spank your bummy raw," Verna treacherously declaimed.
Elaine Kartman giggled again, turned her face to Verna's, and suddenly hugged and kissed her, "It's so exciting!" she confided to her new friend, "and I'd like to do it with you, if you want."
"Sure. There's room enough in my bed for all of us," Verna giggled. "Get peeled. Mmm, I'll bet you've got a sexy shape on you, Laney baby."
Elaine Kartman needed no second invitation. Already she was busy removing her green skirt and then her blouse, exhibiting her graceful figure in the mouthwatering deshabille of white nylon bra and matching pantiebriefs. Her slim legs were bare, and the muscles of her sinuous calves were rippling with erotic tension.
"Mmm, yummy," Verna whispered eagerly as she hurriedly slipped out of her own dress, and now Elaine gasped: "Verna-you-you haven't got any panties on!"
It was true. Verna Aronson stood stark naked, and it was a good thing Aunt Florence was inflicted with nearsightedness which even corrective glasses didn't entirely rectify, or she would have seen the way Verna's dress was molding out her pussymound, her titties and the jutting cheeks of her voluptuous young backside.
"Let's go to bed, Laney," Verna unabashedly proposed, though her cheeks did flame a little as she perceived the open admiration in Elaine Kartman's big narrowly spaced hazel eyes. "But you've got to take your flopperstopper and heiniebinder off, like me, you know, I fuck bare-naked or not at all!"
"O-Okay," Elaine Kartman quavered, and, turning her back a moment, slipped off the bra, then dragged down the thin briefs and stood as bare as Eve, a delicious Lolita in her supple litheness.
"Oh my, you're awfully hairy down at the Y, Laney," Verna giggled, pointing to the auburn-haired younger Kartman girl's cunthole.
At once, Elaine clapped a hand over her pussy and backed away towards the big wide double bed, then clambered onto it and pulled the sheets up over herself, just over her erratic all rising and falling bare bubbies her face a fiery hue of virginal modesty.
Meanwhile, Claudia, under the reiterated threat of a three-way spanking, shamefacedly undressed till she was naked as the day she was born, and then, squealing and glancing back frantically as Betty, behind her, urged her on to bed by pinching her bottom and upper thighs, soon stretched out on the other side of the bed, near the two lovers Verna and Elaine, who, lying on their backs, thenshoulders brushing together, were holding hands and staring at each other ardently, for Elaine's initial embarrassment had been overcome to see what a delicious shape Verna Aronson had-Betty had, before they had come over intimated to her sister just how good a girlfucker Verna really was, and had made Elaine secretly envious of her older sister who enjoyed the favors of this delectable nymphet.
Betty ignored the other two, for the prospect of fucking a virgin newcomer like Claudia exhilirated her; she was, if the truth be known, regretting that her boy friend was out of town for summer vacation and wouldn't be back till September. She had a hankering to be fucked the real way, although she adored girlfucking when she couldn't get the real McCoy. But in the back of her mind, she remembered a book she had borrowed from Susie Green at school a few weeks ago, just before the term ended, and how it had mentioned something about an artificial cock a girl could strap onto herself and use to plow into another girl's pussy ... wouldn't it be a scream if she could lay her hands on one and use it on this juicy bit of girlpussymeat? And then, of course, teach Claudia to put it on herself so she could use it fucking Betty's own yearning cunnykins?
"Don't be scared, I told you I wouldn't eat you," Betty smiled at her quivering new lovemate as they lay side by side. Betty archly pressed a bare thigh against Claudia's, "I think you've got a darling shape, honest I do. If I were a boy, I'd really fuck hell out of that soft little slit of yours, Claudie baby."
"D-don't talk that wayyou-you make messcared," Claudia confessed in a shy little-girl voice.
"That's right, let's not talk at all, but just let's get better acquainted and fuck," Betty purred. She suddenly mounted over Claudia, making the younger girl gasp, and kissing Claudia's pulsating throat, with her hands fondling Claudia's young shuddering titties, she began to weave her loins slowly and meaningfully back and forth over Claudia's shivering cunthole.
"Ohh-ohh, B-Betty," Claudia blurted feverishly, wakening to the itchy-raspy feel of Betty's thick cunnycurls against her sensitized lovelips, which were already slightly moist from her innermost longings, for all her outward show of embarrassment and reluctance to girlfuck Verna's best friend.
"Nice?" Betty whispered, staring down greedily into Claudia's flushed face.
"Mmmhmm," Claudia cautiously admitted in a faint whisper, "it feels real good. Is it true-Betty, I mean-"
"Is what true?"
Shyly Claudia brought it out into the open: "Did-did you really go all the way with a fellow? Did you let him actually put his thing inside your spot?"
"You mean, did I let him stick his hard cock inside my pussy? Uh huh. I sure did. It's heavenly, I'm here to tell you. 'Course, this is nice too, in a sweeter way, 'cause a fellow gets selfish sometimes and doesn't stop to think of the girl he's screwing. Now I'm going to fuck you nice and easy, honey, our first time together, and then you can show me what you like best."
With this, Betty grabbed for Claudia's quivering bottomglobes and held on tight as she resumed her deliberate grinding movements, slithering her furry cleft back and forth over Claudia's pulsing pussy, till the younger girl began to wriggle and moan softly, her eyes closed, a dreamy, expectant expression on her charming, flushed face.
Elaine Kartman and Verna were already snuggling very close, side to side, facing each other, their hands exploring pussies and titties and bottoms, feeling along the satiny upper inner thighs to denote each other's reactions, and had begun to exchange rapid little butterfly kisses, their lips just slightly parted, brief soul-contacts that enervated them both and led them further along the road to rapacious rooking.
"Look, Laney, your sister's getting along just dantly with Claudie," Verna purred.
"Uh huh ... I like you lots, Verna. Betty told me how sexy you are. You're making me squirmy already down between my legs," Elaine blushingly confided as one soft hand cupped one of Verna's surging titties and began to knead and palpate it adoringly.
Their lips met now in a longer soulkiss, each telling the other that the period of cautious probation was over and that each might feel free to pursue her secret goals.
Verna slipped a forefinger between the dainty pink petals of Elaine's virgin quim and murmured, "Has any fellow ever done that to you, Laney?"
"Oh no! Betty-she's the one likes boys. I don't care for them one least little bit."
"I'm glad, 'cause I wouldn't want to share you with a fellow. 'Sides, my finger can poke your cute hot sexy little pussy just as nice-ohh, oh, what's this?"
"My-ch-cherry," Elaine stammered, flushing to her dainty earlobes and hiding her face against Verna's warm firm titties.
"Darling, now I know you're a virgin, and I'm going to fuck you sweet and nice, as good as Betty does, I bet. Want to lie on me, or shall I girlrub you?"
"You on me," Elaine whispered shyly, glancing furtively at her sister atop Claudia; those two had by this time forgotten their neighbors on the wide bed, and Betty was rubbing her cunt back and forth with increased speed, grinding her lovehairs hard against the dainty twitching petals of Claudia's maiden quim, and making the charming brunette wriggle and groan deliciously as she flung her arms tightly round Betty's waist and held on for dear life, mouth glued to Betty's, her tongue more boldly rubbing Betty's exploring membrane deep in her panting mouth.
Verna had mounted astride. Elaine, was gripping her by the shoulders, the way a man would hold a girl he was about to fuck for the first time so she couldn't run away, and was staring down avidly at Elaine's heaving titties, which she bent her head to kiss, each nipple, then all around each aureole, before laying herself slowly down to cover Betty's younger sister. Their cunthairs merged, and Elaine caught her breath at the exquisite friction which had begun to pervade her maiden quimmy. "Oooooh!" Elaine murmured faintly, "you're so nice to fuck with, Verna-ohh, don't hurry it, I want to enjoy everything!"
"Put your finger in my bummyhole and work it around a little-do you know that, does Betty do it to you?" Verna wanted to know. Elaine blushed and nodded, then shyly, closing her eyes, smoothed her left hand over Verna's jouncy bare satiny bottom, caressing the cheeks which flexed and rippled voluptuously, before at last finding the ambery crease which separated those lovely hillocks, and edging the crinkly bunghole with the tip of her slim finger.
"Mmmmm, that's wonderful, Laney," Verna enthused, "want me to do it to you too while I fuck you?"
"PI-please," Elaine's whisper was hardly audible.
Verna Aronson slipped her right hand under Elaine's bottomglobes, found the fissure at once and began to rub the lips very delicately and lingeringly, making Elaine arch and squirm and gasp in her bliss.
Betty, meanwhile, was in full swing; back and forth her body glided, rubbing pussy hard against Claudia's tingling pussy, and her hands squeezed both Claudia's tensing asscheeks, delectating in the satiny warm feel of those fine resilient mounds, her mouth glued hotly to Claudia's her tongue rapiering deep into Claudia's panting mouth.
"Put your finger up my dirtroad, baby," Betty huskily demanded, and Claudia, rapt in the intensity of a near-approach to gushing girlcome, readily ob-eyed, all shame and fear dispersed by the magnetic sensuality of her new friend and fucker.
Betty moaned as she felt Claudia's finger goose her hesitantly, and retaliating, slid her own forefinger into Claudia's crinkly anus, edging apart the tremoring, tensing and contracting lips while Claudia bucked and jerked under her, drawn almost to spending by this perversely titillating and distending sensation.
Verna was girlrubbing Elaine now with broad, grinding digs of her loins, cunnyhairs merging to cunnyhairs, mouths glued together in a fierce sucking constraint, as Elaine, wild with ecstasy, goosed Verna with one forefinger and frigged the rims of her pouting moist cunthole with the other.
Perspiration beaded their bodies, made their naked skins clammy and more adhesive, and as Verna ground her pelvis harder and harder against Elaine's, the soft sweet smacking of their naked bodies added a new music of lascivious joy to their eager ears, inflaming their young senses wildly, drawing them ever nearer to the abyss of shattering girlspunking.
Betty rolled Claudia over atop her and panted, "Fuck me hard, Claudie baby, fuck Mamma good and hard now, use your finger in my holes like cocks and love me up, I want to burst, I'm so hot!"
Claudia, her earlier girlish timorousness aban doned, feeling herself near to the bubbling-over pitch, exerted all her talents which Verna had so artfully taught her; her tongue slithered deep into Betty's panting mouth, her forefinger hilted Betty's clenching asshole, the other rubbed all over the moist pouting lips of Betty Kartman's quaking cunthole.
Verna glanced over and saw her sister riding Betty Kartman, and giggled, "Hi, Sis, how's the view from up there?"
"Scrumptious-oooh, ahh, oh Betty, Betty, it's so good, ooh, Betty, are you getting close?"
"Kiss me, Claudie baby," Verna insisted, leaning towards her naked sister, who leaned towards Verna in turn and, while continually rubbing pussy to pussy, managed to fuse her panting moist lips to Verna's in a soulkiss of sisterly sharing.
"I'm getting there-oh, Claudie, put your fingers in my holes all the way and fuck me nowwwwww!" Betty suddenly squealed, as her round thighs locked fiercely round Claudia's backside, and she ground herself up wantonly to taste the full measure of Claudia's fuck-frictioning. Claudia's fingers began a swift dig-in-dig-out movement, which set Betty off into a frenzy; squealing, weaving her round backside wildly this way and that, her dark brown-haired ponytail swinging jerkily as it followed the movements of her head, Betty Kartman uttered a raucous cry: "I'M COMING! OHH FUCK MEEEEEE! FUCK ME OUT AHH OHHHHHHH THERE THERE OH CLAUDIA CLAUDIA FOR GOD'S SAKE GIVE IT TO ME-OOOOOHHHHAAHHHHHUUUUUUHHH!!!"
Claudia's fingers had dug to the hilt in both orifices; her own quim was seething with bubbledup juices, and now, as she felt Betty grind and wriggle and twist against and under her, the cre scendo seized her in its own whirlpool of chaos, and flung her off Betty to lie sprawled and moaning, a hand clapped to her quaking cunthole, her eyes dilated and humid and glazed with the ecstasy that had stricken her.
Betty drew back her knees to her titties, and, thrusting a forefinger into her own gaping pink wet cunt, applied a few frenzied digs which served to bring her to a second orgasm, then her legs kicked out and she lay, her head turned to one side, moaning raptly in the elysium of aftermath.
Verna, envious of her younger sister's erotic prowess, hastened her own wooing of Elaine Kartman's quivering cunnymound. Her pussyfur rasped furiously back and forth, her finger goosed Elaine's tight asshole, while she exhorted Elaine to do the same to her, and finally she put her other index finger to Elaine's clitoris and prodded it.
"OHH VERNA AHAHAHEEEEOOHHHHHHH LORDIE OHHHH I'M GOING OFF OH VERNA!'' Elaine shrieked wildly in her joy, and her body surged and jerked and her long legs locked over Verna's upper thighs, clenching her rider to her as in the final paroxysm of pussy-quaking, she gave down her virginal dew.
"Whew," Verna sighed after a long oblivious moment, "that was really something. Betty-?"
"Hmm?"
"How did my sister do?"
"Real good. God, did she give it to my slits with those long fingers of hers-it was almost as good as a real poke from a boy's cock," Betty Kartman dreamily explained.
"Let's change partners," Verna slyly proposed.
"Uh huh!" Betty sighed, "I want to fuck you too, Verna. And let's let Laney and Claudia start off first. I'm still pooped-boy, did you ever honk me out when you rubbed me, Verna!"
"Let's," Verna enthusiastically agreed, snuggling onto her back and lying beside Betty, one hand cupping a tittieround and the other languidly tickling her own moist twitching cuntlips.
Elaine Kartman and Claudia'. Aronson found themselves lying side by side, blushingly regarding each other with humid eyes. "Hi," Elaine murmured placatingly, and shyly reached out to touch Claudia's inner left thigh. "You're awfully sweet. I like you already."
"I like you too, Laney. Can I do anything special for you?"
Elaine bent to whisper sonething in Claudia's ear, and the latter turned scarlet: "Ohh!" she breathed.
"I'll do it to you if you will to me," Elaine offered, anxiously regarding her new bedchum. "All-all right."
"Let's do it the way Betty showed me, it's lots nicer that way," Elaine went on.
"Ok-Okay," Claudia wasn't sure what was entailed, but had determined to be a good sport anyway. , "Open your legs up real good-that's it, honey. Now, watch me.' Elaine got on all fours over Claudia's shivering naked body, and bent her face down to Claudia's moist cunthole. "See? I'll gam you, you gam me-fair enough?"
Verna had, as it chanced, not yet instructed her younger sister in that exquisitely Sapphic posture of sixty-nine, but Claudia readily accepted it; she could hide her blushing embarrassment by burying her face between Elaine Kartman's graceful naked thighs, while at the same time feeling Elaine's mouth and tongue on her own itching, squirmy quimmy.
"Ohh yes," she murmured raptly, her arms entwining round Elaine's jouncy bare bottomcheeks, and drawing Elaine's loins down to her flushed face. Her lips grazed the twitching cunnypinks, feeling the sticky girlcream which was the evocation of both Elaine and Verna, and it seemed to Claudia that by tasting this nectared elixer, she she was continuing to share her innermost emotions with her beloved Verna.
Just as her lips grazed Elaine's cunthole, she writhed convulsively, taken by sweet surprise at the first hesitant, shy, sweet touch of Elaine's rosy little mouth on her own quaking cunthole.
Elaine had grasped her bare hips with digging, possessive fingers, and was dutifully making the circle tour of those sweet soft twitching cunnypinks, nibbling at them, kissing them with tiny little stinging kisses, and finally applying the very tip of her nimble pink tongue against the soft quivering pussypetals of that maiden lovenook. Claudia had never felt anything so delicious, so sweet and thrilling, and she moaningly said as much by emulating her new girlfriend; her tongue made the rounds of Elaine's pussylips, round and round and back again, grazing with bolder emphasis each time, till Elaine wriggled and jerked her bare hips this way and that in her own mounting ecstasies. "Oooh, that's so nice, Claudie," she breathed, "I like having you for my owny own girlfriend-ooh, Claudie, put your tongue inside my slit too, darling! There-like this!" And she demonstrated by rubbing her tonguetip just inside the lips, and grazed Claudia's erect stiff love-tickler, till now it was Claudia's turn to jerk her svelte hips and contract her assmuscles in an enervated rapture of reflex from that tantalizing gamahucherie which Elaine was so artistically performing on her eager cunthole.
"Hey, look at those two gam!" Betty piped up to Verna. "Let's us try it!"
"Sure! Want to go over me, or shall I top you, Betsywetsy?" Verna cooed.
"You get over me. I like to feel like a real girl on my back to be fucked or gammed," Betty Kartman joked in a husky, excited tone.
Promptly Betty Kartman rolled onto her back, over towards the opposite side of the bed to give her sister and Claudia ample manuevering room, and then spread her luscious round thighs to expose the plump, love-swollen pinks of her cunthole which the rumpled, girlcream stickied-matted lovehairs framed so amorously.
Verna Aronson at once got over her on all fours, her head bowed down to the citadel of cunt, and her lips brushed all over the twitching moist cunnypinks, while Betty grabbed her bottomcheeks with both hands and pulled her loins down so she could plunge her own avid mouth into Verna's furry muff. To Verna's squealing delight, Betty began wooing with a long sucking kiss, then dug her tongue in to the clitoris, and Betty lunged and twisted so violently that Verna had to grip her by the hips and steady her. To distract herself, Betty Kartman now furled her tongue deep into Verna's cunthole, till she met the cherry-barrier, then drew it back to rub the stiff tickler-nodule, and now it was Verna's turn to lunge and wriggle.
The sweet slurping-slushing-sucking sounds on the other side of the bed acted as a symphonic cantharide to inflame the older girls; glancing over to watch Elaine and Claudia rapt in their newly found tongue-friendship, they observed the sweet gamahuching initiation of both younger sisters, then went back to their own emulation.
Betty's tongue -rimmed Verna's cunthole, in a broad, rubbing circle; then deftly poked inside and found the clitoris, which she rubbed industriously till Verna's sobs and gasps and bucking plunges told her she was drawing near. "Hold it-ohh, wait, till I catch up," Verna panted, "ohh Betsywetsy baby, let me make you cream the same time I do!"
"Okay, but hurry, I'm so hot I'm sizzling," Betty Kartman panted.
Their tongues gouged deeply now into soft eager cuntflesh; rapturously rubbed the clitoridal lodestone, and each girl began to weave and twist and shudder as pussypassion overtook her.
Betty's fingers now slipped towards Verna's bumcrack and goosed her as Verna furled her tongue out madly into Betty's seething, hot, stickied cunt. Verna had grabbed hold of Betty's inner thighs to make sure they were straddled fully apart to grant her complete access to the sweet perfumed cavern of her girlfriend's quim, and now her tongue left the stiff tickler-button to rim the outer lips languidly, teasing Betty into moaning, wriggling ecstasies, but halting her just short of kingdom come, so that Verna's own cuntemotions might be roused to the same frenzied level of delight.
"OH NOW NOW NOW," Verna suddenly wailed, her eyes bulging as she felt Betty's forefinger goose her asshole and sink into the hilt, then work slowly' back to the shrinking sphincterring, "DO ME! CREAM ME DOWN, OHH BETSYWETSY OH I'M DYING FOR IT, REAM ME, FUCK ME, JUICE ME BABY DOLL!"
At the same time, her own tongue returned to the pursuit of that throbbing lodestone at the gateway to the vaginal chasm; Betty bucked and lunged, her thighs trying to clench shut as she felt herself drawn inexorably to the brink of bliss incarnate; now her other forefinger gouged into Verna's moist seething cunt, and retaliated on her girl friend's lovebutton, prodding and tweaking it incessantly, till at last both girls twisted and writhed and at last Verna collapsed flat over her panting steed, as their cunts gave down the gushing girlcream of fruition.
Not long after, Claudia and Elaine sobbingly exhaled their ecstasies as Claudia's bottom jerked and twisted to the tempo of Elaine's hot tonguing and rapid goosing, while her own fingers worked furiously inside both Elaine's tender slits, and each tasted the other's tangy girldew as they spent profusely and sank down to Lethe-oblivion on the rumpled bed.
A long while later, while they were remaking the bed and taking turns in the shower, Betty archly, with a broad wink at Verna, hinted: "Maybe one of these afternoons 1 can figure out a way to have Laney and your sister find out what a cock feels like-without having any nasty old boy in here with us." But, though Verna eagerly pressed her for details, the older beauty slyly shook her head. "You just have to wait till I find out," she knowingly declared ... and thus a fervently Sapphic afternoon came to a titillating end....
CHAPTER EIGHT
The occasion to which Betty Kartman had alluded had to wait still another week while the ponytailed sixteen-year-old older daughter of matronly Dorothy Kartman was communing with Susie Green who had lent her the book in which she had absorbedly read about the artificial prick. That would be the nuts, she thought; then, even if her best boy friend was gone all year, she could still get a real fucking and stretch her itchy narrowtight cunny out the way she loved, with none of the dangers. Trouble was, she didn't know where to find such an object, though Susie had said something about there being lots of those things in Japanese drugstores. But who could go to Japan to get them, Betty thought vexedly.
So, the next Wednesday afternoon, when she spied Susie at the soda shop on Devon Avenue, she scurried in, sat down in the booth opposite her languid-featured, tall sexy looking girl friend-who was as much an AC/DC girl as she was, only more so-Susie was officially engaged to Bruno Kaplan, that virile-looking hairychested college senior who was working summers driving a delivery truck for Victor Tamerbaum's wholesale drug warehouse on California Street, and it was well known that Susie had at least two other boy friends who hauled thenasses with her when Bruno wasn't dating her, as well as-a couple of girl friends. She herself had never yet girlfucked with Susie, who was much too horsey-faced-looking and masculine to attract the fastidious and beautiful Betty Kartman. "Hi, Betty-what's cooking?"
"Plenty, if you're in on the know."
"Tell Mamma."
"Remember that book you lent me a couple weeks ago?*v
"Sure. What about it?"
"Did you read it?"
"Natch! 'S'matter, something you didn't dig, Betty?"
"I understand as much as you do, Susie. Only one thing-remember that place where the girl goes down on her girlfriend like a guy?"
"Sure. So what's your problem?"
"Well, er-" Betty glanced around to make sure nobody could overhear, then leaned forward: "I'd sure love to find me a thing like the one she usedyou know what I mean."
"A dildo, dummy. That's what it is. No sweat."
"Heyyou mean you know where I can get one?"
Susie giggled. "I've got one myself."
"You're joking!"
"Not me, Betty baby. Mamma here knows the score. Why do you think I let that snotnose kid sister of mine play around with me so much?
'Cause I trained her to put it on and give me what for whenever my pussy's got an itch and Bruno or my other boy friends aren't handy to change my oil and drain my crankcase," Susie boasted.
"But where did you get it?"
"Bruno bought it for me as a joke. He went to Tia Juana last summer, you remember that, and he found one in a weirdo store they had, with films and dirty pictures and stuff, so he got it. I made him give it to me, too. I said with his cock, he wouldn't be needing an artificial one the rest of his life, but I would. Well, it's mine-'course," Susie winked broadly, "I had to pay good for it. I let him brown me with it, that's what. Mmm, does it feel terrific spreading your bunghole wide open and reaming on it, Bettyyou ever gone that route?"
"N-no, bbut I'd like to. Maybe I will one of these days with Frank or Joe."
"So you know now about the dildo. Why do you ask?"
"I-I'd do anything if you'd lemme borrow it. Honest, I'd bring it back the next day."
"You would, hm?" Susie studied the lovely brunette. "You know, Betty, I'll tell you a little secret. I've had a yen for your tail for a long time, but you never seemed to give me a tumble. Tell you what-you come over to the house right nowmy folks are in Canada for the summer, they trust me, see, now that I'm engaged to Bruno"-again she winked-"and I'll let you take it home with you. Fair enough?"
Betty hesitated. She really didn't much go for Susie Green, who was angular, with a muddy complexion, tawny skin, even though Susie had great big pear-shapted titties and a sexy kinetta on her.
Susie was almost eighteen, but her interest in boys and girls as well had held her back a bit in high school, and she had only just this summer graduated. Betty would graduate next February, but she had once helped Susie in a geometry exam and from then on they had been reasonably close friends-in everything but bed.
"Well?" Susie frowned, leaned forward to study her: "Is it a deal or not?"
"What do I have to do?" Betty whispered.
"I'm going to use the dildo on you, back and front, that's what."
"Oh gosh!" Betty gulped, squirmed uneasily on her voluptuous bottom which had just been pronounced one of the forfeits she must pay. She wasn't so sure about that either, but she did want the dildo. Maybe she could even fast talk Susie into letting her use it regularly. That would more than make up for the uncomfortable time she was going to have.
"Well?"
"O-Okay, then." Betty decided. "But Mother's expecting me back for supper. She's going on a date afterwards with Frank Josephs, so I guess I could come over about seven-thirty."
"Fine. You be there. And Betty-"
"Huh?"
Susie Green stroked Betty's bare arm, licked her lips, her graygreen eyes narrowing covetuously. "Wear the thinnest panties you've got, but no slip. Hear? I want to peel you right down straight off. Be ready." She rose peremptorily from her seat, laid down money for her malted, and left the shop. Betty Kartman gulped again. She reached back and gingerly felt her plump round bottomcheeks. What was a dildo going to feel like up her dirtroad, she wondered ... well, tonight, she'd find out!
It was seven-thirty-five and Betty was ringing the door of the Green two-story house on Jasper Avenue, and standing there wondering if she'd made a mistake. The longer she waited, the more uneasy she felt. She had put on a miniskirt dress, yellow cotton, and pan tie-stockings of charcoal-brown nylon, and her open-toe snadals, and in her ponytail, she looked deliciously Lolita-like and sexy.
The door opened, and Susie stood there smiling at her. "I like a girl that's on time for the main event. Come on in and bring the body with," she greeted Betty.
Betty gulped once again as the door closed and was locked behind her and she saw what Susie was wearing. A bathrobe over nothing more than a garter belt and smoke-gray nylons, highheeled pumps which made her taller still. The bathrobe wasn't too well tied, either, and Betty could see the shaggy thick triangular cuntfleece at the apex of Susie's long slim wiry thighs. Susie's belly was flat with a broad shallow dimpleniche in it, and her titties were spectacular pears in jutting firmness, closely set, with dark brownish-coral buds in narrow darker auroles. She wore her hair in an upsweep, and she looked provocative as hell, Betty had to admit.
"Let's go to the bedroom where the action is, baby," she told Betty, who docilely followed.
Inside, the door was again locked and now Bettv began to shiver as Susie doffed her robe and, hands on naked angular hips, studied her prospective victim. "You're really a dish, Betty. Now peel," she commanded sibilantly.
Betty hauled her miniskirt-dress over her head and let it drop. Susie whistled as a man might at the half nudity thereby displayed: from waist to heels, Betty wore the gauzy nylon combination, from waist to neck, she was Eve-naked, her round sweet titties rising and falling with nervous rhythm.
Susie walked over and tweaked both nipples with thumbs and forefingers. "Give us a hot kiss, bitch." she purred. And Betty shivered at this dominatory nuance as passively, linking her arms around Susie's neck, she applied a soft tremulous kiss on Susie's thin almost prim lips, then hesitantly edged her tonguetip forward. At once Susie's lips parted, and her own tongue slushed deeply and ardently into Betty's yielded mouth. She felt Susie's long nicotine-stained fingers pluck at her nipples, then fondle the sides of her surging round titties, and closed her eyes tightly. If only Susie had a prettier face, but she looked so old and almost cruel. Yet it was just that perverse, contrasting note which made Betty Kartman's cunny start to twitch and tingle and seethe and heat up inside the gauzy sheathing which served as both stockings and panties.
"Kiss-kiss nice again, bitch," Susie purred. Her fingers now slipped down to Betty's bottomglobes, and began to pinch and fondle and press the cheeks together, then pull at them, as Betty conscientiously did her best to please her imperious taskmistress by hugging her tightly and gluing her mouth to Susie's and ramming her tongue as far as she could. She knew Susie had a varitable mania for Frenchkissing.
"MMMMM, that's a good bitch," Susie sighed at last. "Now I'll show you the dildo."
She went to the chest of drawers, opened the bottom one, took out a leather case, and walked back to the wondering brunette, who stood halfnaked and shivering. Opening the case, Susie murmured. "See?"
Betty's eyes widened. Inside the black case lay a replica of a male prick, of red rubber, so cleverly made that at first glance it looked like an actual penis, with hair on the testicles, a wide groove setting off the broad wide-lipped meatus from the gnarled-looking shaft (whorls and ridges covered it to represent turgid veins!) and as she could perceive a tiny little button at the very root-scrotum of the object. Susie noticed where her eyes fixed, and giggled, "That button's to set off the imitation gism, so you can feel lovejuice spurting inside your twat or bummyhole when you get fucked this way."
"Gosh!" Betty could only gasp, stupefied by the enormity of that fearsome rubber weapon. Mentally, she was conjecturing what it would feel like up her tender bumhole.
But she didn't have time to ponder, for Susie, eyes narrowed to slits, hissed, "Off with that combination, bitch, I want you bare-ass naked for fucking!"
Betty tugged down the sheath, stooping so that her juicy round titties dangled like ripe fruits from the vine, and squirmed and gasped as Susie's lean fingers nipped and tweaked those luscious bubbies and the turgifying nipplebuds. Then she was naked, for Susie shook her head when she tried to put her sandals back on; "Nope, leave them off. This way, you're buck-naked the way I like a bitch to be when it's fucking time at the old plantation. 'Sides, it gives me a kick to know you haven't got a stitch on and are to be my slavebabybitch. Now get on all fours. I'm going to start by poking this contraption into your pussy."
Slowly Betty assumed the servile pose, and was ordered to spread her thighs all she could and bow her head. She heard Susie behind her, strapping on the dildo. "I'm going to grease it with cold cream, so it won't hurt the first time. Better hold onto your juice, sweetie, this tool is really going to drain you dry," Susie sniggered.
Betty bit her lips, closed her eyes. She felt Susie . kneel down behind her, take hold of her hips, and then the poking prod of the rubber prick gouged against her twitching cunny, making her wriggle a little and go "Oooh! Take-take it easy, please, Susie!"
"Scared? You have to know what it's like before you can use it, you know. Hold that sweet big kinetta 'ayers still so I can find the hole! Therenow get ready-"
Betty caught her breath and stiffened; the prickhead had prodded between the cringing soft pink lips of her quim and gone inside them, was halting in the antechamber of her churning cunthole. Betty's skin was prickled with a thousand itchy tremors, and she was just a tiny bit afraid of what it would be like. Slowly she felt Susie push inwards, warned by the tensing of the older girl's lean fingers into her hips. She raised her head, opening her eyes very wide as the rubber cock crammed slowly till it was a third of the way in. She could feel the upraised whorls of hard rubber rubbing her inner lovehole-lobby, and causing her feverish sensations the like of which she had never known before, not even when Frank had fucked her for the first thrilling time. He had used a rubber and it had felt slick and really not too scratchyitchy, not at all like this giant rubber thing felt like-ooohh, it was going in deeper, inch by inch, and she felt as if her cuntwalls were being forced apart by a giant hand and she groaned and Susie giggled nervously and huskily: "Hurting you, baby, as the mouse said to the elephant, huh?"
"N-no-jjust go slow and easy, please, SSusie!"
"Call me mistress!"
"PI-please, mmmistress?"
"You're a darling bitch. Of course I will, since you ask so nicely ... there ... there, baby, now it's halfway in your twat-feel nice?"
"Oh-agh-ouu-ahh-oh-yy-es-ohh-it's so thick and it-it scrapes me-t-there," Betty panted.
Her bottom jerked and squirmed. Her lovely creamy back hollowed and shivered.
She felt Susie reach round her to grab at her dangling round titties, and squeeze them lovingly then the rubber prick forged onward, deeper, deeper, into her quaking, grudgingly distending cunthole. "Ohhhhhh!" she moaned as she felt the whorls graze and rasp her soft love walls. She turned back her flushed face to watch. Susie's eyes glinted, her lips bared in" a rictus of cruel delight: "Hold still, bitch," she warned.
Then suddenly, with a savage lunge, she had imbedded the rubber cock to the very hilt inside Betty Kartman's cuntsheath, and Betty flung back her head, eyes staring at the ceiling, glazed with anguished bliss; never had a fucking felt like this! "Ohh-ohh-ahhhhhhh!" she wailed.
"Steady, girl, you've got it all now, so get ready to be rogered," Susie panted.
Then Betty Kartman felt as if her viscera were being drawn out, as Susie drew slowly back, the thick rubber shaft with its whorls scraping the tingling channel of her cuntwalls, and even the cold cream which lubricated the broad long shaft didn't seem to provide too much relief. Susie's lean fingers were digging hard into Betty's bare hips to hold her steady, but Betty's bare back wavered and and quivered uncontrollably as the prick now slowly crammed back inside her tingling twat. "Ohh-ahh-ohhhh, Susie, take it easy," she panted.
You've got no idea how gorgeously sexy you look with your big white ass sticking up in the air, baby," Susie gloated, "and to see those fat little pink cuntlips of yours stretching wide to gobble up my prick-boy, do 1 get horny just looking at you. Keep those legs straddled a mile now, and here it comes!"
And so it did, in a single lunge to the hilt, and Betty wailed and wriggled wildly.
Susie now began to fuck her pitilessly, with long hard digs, till Betty gradually found the furious rasping friction and stretching overwhelmingly inducive to excitement rather than discomfort; indeed, at one stage, the discomfort seemed actually to heighten her own wriggling lustful yearning to be thoroughly screwed and fucked out, for she heard herself huskily calling to her fucker, "OH SUSIE, RAM ME, OH MY PUSSY, OH I'M ON FIRE, SCREW ME HARD, OH POKE IT INTO MY PUSSY WITH ALL YOU'VE GOT AND FUCK ME GOOD, SUSIE DARLING!"
Susie crammed the prick a last hard time into Betty Kartman's churning quim, and then slyly pressed the little button; instantly, Betty felt a warm spurt of creamy thick liquid jet deep into the walls of her cunthole, and it quickened her her own frenzy till she writhed and almost collapsed on her belly as the spasm seized her.
She felt Susie jerk the weapon out of her dripping, distended sheath, and moaned wanly at the seizure of a new spasm which that withdrawal caused. "Ohh my God," she breathed, "I bet it's too big to go into even Verna's pussy, and Claudia's and Laney's will have a hard time, but
I'm going to try it-at least, they can fuck me with it!"
"Get up and back in place, baby," Susie bantered, pinching her ass slyly, "there's work to be done, you haven't earned it yet. Now for a browning!"
"OH MY GOLLY NOT RIGHT OFF, LET ME REST A MINUTE," she heard herself shrill. . "Now. I'm rantly, and I want to bottomfuck you, Betty girl," Susie insisted.
With a sob, Betty slowly picked herself up onto all fours, and hung her head and waited dully, her heart pounding wildly as she closed her eyes." Put oodles of cream on it before you brown me with that dreadful big huge rubber cock," she begged.
"Will do, sweetie. God, I love to see you with your ass out this way. I could keep you here all night and ram you," Susie confided as she greased the dildo with more coldcream, then knelt down again.
"What-what's in that thing you squirted into me?"
"Warm milk, that's what. You could use water or soapsuds or anything, just heat it up so it feels sorta like spunk," Susie blithely explained.
She patted Betty's cringing bare creamy bottom for a long moment, then at last grabbed hold of the plump cheeks and yawned them to expose the dainty plump rosebud of Betty Kartman's virginal asshole. "Oooh," Betty sighed fearfully, and gritted her teeth.
"I'll go gently here, since you're obviously cherry," Susie laughed consolingly. "Now hold real still."
Betty tensed herself, palms flat on the rug, knees trembling, legs spread hugely, feeling her asshole muscles protestingly try to close as Susie's firm strong fingers yawned the cheeks apart to prepare the entry.
Now suddenly, Betty felt the tip of the rubber cock rub against the puckering slot of her bunghole, and she groaned, "ooh, I'm scared, please go easy, Susie honey!"
"Leave it to me, you just stick your sweet ass out and get ready to be crammed," Susie murmured huskily.
Then she held her breath and pushed very gently; the tip of the rubber prick forced the gaped open lips still further apart, and Betty Kartman groaned and wriggled, but Susie pushed steadfastly till at last the petulant puckering petals of Betty's cunthole closed grudgingly over the meatus of the massive artificial prong.
Betty's knuckles were white as she taunted herself and she ground her teeth as slowly, slowly, the mighty prong probed into her dirtroad's narrow protesting tract; she groaned, sobbed, writhed and and kicked up one leg, then the other, but Susie was not dissuaded in the least, and bade her keep steady and hold in tight, as she continued to advance the red rubber object deeper and deeper into Betty's tender virgin asshole.
"OHHHH I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE THERE, OH STOP NOW, OHHHHHHH!" Betty squealed by the time the dildo had penetrated half its length and breadth down her bungcanal.
"You've got to, baby, I won t stop now, just hold on tight and say a prayer, and now-" Susie gave a violent shove, the prick forged onwards, and Betty wailed as she felt it gouge to the depths of her rectum, slowly sinking in, whorls scraping the tender rectal walls, till at last it was lodged to the hilt. "I'M GOING TO BE TORN OPEN, OHH
TAKE IT OUT QUICK OH PLEEEEEASE SUSIE LOVER, OH MY BUMHOLE, OHHH!" she wailed.
"There, you've got it, it won't be so bad now, baby," Susie consolingly cooed, her fingers going to grab at Betty's panting, dangling round creamy titties and pinch and nuzzle them as she slowly drew the mighty rubber weapon back and out of Betty's churning bumhole.
Now Betty was shaking with a paroxysm, for Susie had surreptitiously slid her left hand under the girl and a forefinger's tip was nuzzling her dainty clitoris. "OHH THAT'S WONDERFUL OH YES DO THAT DO THAT TOO OH MY BUMHOLE OHH MY PUSSY AHH SUSIE OH AHH OHH!" she wailed.
Susie's finger speeded its tempo, and now Betty felt consolation as her cunt was seething with desire; she scarcely knew that Susie was probing slowly in and out of her bumhole with the mighty prong, only that her cuntwalls were burning and on fire, and then suddenly she felt her own lovegush dew down, and felt at the same time the prick squirt its residual fluid deep into her bowels, and it was over.....the prick pulled out of her quaking asshole with a noisy "Plop" and Betty flung herself flat on the rug and kicked and writhed as the spasm ebbed away.
Susie helped her get up, patting her bottom and fondling her titties as she Frenchkissed her beautiful brown-haired victim. "There, now it's all over. And you can take the dildo and keep it till next Monday, hear? I want it back then, 'cause I've got Carol and Mattie coming over-they're sisters and are real sex-crazy little dykes, but this time they're going to feel what a prick is like in their hot little cunnies. Bye now, honey."
CHAPTER NINE
Betty Kartman hid thelleather case in a shopping bag when she got home, and put it into her bottom dresser drawer, which was safe because her mother rarely snooped.
She phoned Verna the next morning, and arranged to make a date with Elaine and herself with Verna and Claudia for that Sunday afternoon. Her mother and Frank Josephs were to go on a picnic, and Aunt Florence, Verna happily reported, was going to church and then take a long nap, so their afternoon would be free.
At one-thirty Sunday afternoon Verna opened the door of the Aronson house to welcome Elaine and Betty, who carried the famous dildo case in the shopping bag.
They went directly upstairs to Verna's bedroom where Claudia was in her shortie nightie and looked absolutely delicious, blushingly greeting Betty, who had brought her to such a passionate climax their first girlfuck together.
Aunt Florence was in her room with the door locked, Claudia reported, and the coast was clear. But just as the four girls were kissing and deciding who was going to do what with whom, the doorbell rang.
"Hey, who could that be? Not your folks, I hope?" Betty gasped.
"Gosh, no, they're not due back for a good ten days yet," Verna said anxiously. "I better go answer, before they wake Aunt Florence."
But what was her surprise, when she opened the door, to find Jane and Blanche Josephs standing there smiling at her.
"Hi, Verna-are Betty and Laney with you?" Jane asked.
"Uh-yyeah-sure-why ? "
"Well, their mother's out with our dad on a picnic and we're all by ourselves, and Daddy said he was going to propose to their mummy this very afternoon, so I thought we ought to come say hi to them and tell them we're all going to be sisters now," Jane pertly explained.
Verna scowled, furious at the interruption. "Well, we were going to do something together, and we made a date. Why don't you wait till they go back to their house?" she said in a cross voice.
Jane whispered to Blanche, who gave Verna a saucy look and purred: "I bet I know what they're going to do with you."
"What's that, Miss Smarty Pants?" Verna irritatatedly replied.
"Fuck," said Blanche calmly, and Verna did a double-take, recoiling, her mouth gaping in surprise: "Wh-what did you say?" she finally quavered.
"I said fuck, what's so strange about that? Don't you do it?" Jane as calmly countered.
"Ier-you^I don't kknow what you're talking about," Verna finally stammered.
"I'll bet. I bet you've got a crush on Betty Kartman, that's what I bet," said Blanche.
"You-you little sap, what makes you say a nasty thing like that?" Verna cried.
"'Cause Paula Wilmer told me, that's why. Now can we see them?"
Verna bit her lips; if this went on, Aunt Florence was sure to wake up. The best thing was to get these two twirps upstairs and let them gab a bit with Laney and Betty and then chase them back where they belonged. "Oh, all right, but we can't let you see them long," she grumbled. "But how come you know Paula Wiliner?"
"'Cause," Blanche parried, "she and I played house a couple of times-oh, I let the pussy out of the bag, didn't I, Janie-you weren't supposed to know I'd done it with anyone else but you. Well, I did, so there. Now, Verna Aronson, you take us right up to see our new sisters."
Verna was dumbfounded as she led the way upstairs. Who would have thought those two young drips would get hep to anybody as sexy and in the know as Paula? Why, even Claudia didn't know about her and Paula. For that matter, she was mad at Paula-the idea, promising they'd be sweeties and true to each other, then fooling around with a little snotnose like Blanche Josephs!
But she was still more dumbfounded when, cautiously opening the door, she gulped and tried to close it; because there, on the bed, Betty Kartman and Laney and her sister Claudia were all stark naked, and Betty was showing them a funnylooking red thing-why, it looked like-no, it couldn't be-but it was-a real cock!
"No you don't," Blanche took over, pushing the door open past Verna's stupefied and faltering hold, "Oh there you are, Betty and Laney."
"Oh my goshhow did you two get in?" Betty whirled, hiding the prick under a pillow, but not able at the same time to hide the furry cleft of her cunthole nor the luscious globes of her creamy bubbies.
"What's that you're trying to hide, Betty?" Blanche, inimitably curious and brazen for her tender years, insisted on knowing.
"N-nothing. What-what are you kids doing here?" Betty weakly quavered, glancing helplessly at poor Verna, who could only shrug and roll her eyes to the ceiling to say she couldn't help the strange turn of events.
"Anyhow," Blanche pursued as she approached the bed, her eyes feasting on the three naked nymphets who huddled there, blushing, "I just want to say hi to my new sisters."
"What are you talking about, Blanche Josephs?" Elaine Kartman asked, her eyes very wide.
"Well, seeing that your mother and our dad are going to get hitched, that makes us sisters, last thing I heard about it," Blanche coolly responded.
"You have to be kidding!" Betty gasped.
"Not I, Betty. I heard Daddy phoning his lawyer this morning as I came downstairs to get breakfast, and he said he was going to marry Mrs. Kartman, so there now too," Blanche delivered her thunderbolt.
"Oh gee gosh!" Elaine shrank back on the bed.
"Now I wanna see what you're hidin', Betty Kartman-or rather, Betty Josephs," Blanche declared as she hurried to the bed, flung back the sheet, and there revealed the red rubber cock, complete with balls and buckle-on straps. "OHHH! ACOCK!"
"Y-yes," Betty breathed, looking hopelessly at Verna.
"Whatcha gonna do with it?" Blanche pursued greedily, her eyes shining.
"Fuck," said Verna gloomily. That is, we were till you twirps showed up."
"But we like to Fuck too, don't we, Janie," the inimitable, precocious Blanche was bound to have the last word. "You let us play too, and we won't blab a word to anybody. Is it a deal?"
It was a deal, Verna grudgingly yielded. But, since the sisters intended to go along with the fun and games, they had to abide by the rules, and the first rule was to get all naked. And so Jane and
Blanche stripped bare as Eve, and joined the trio on the bed, while Verna finally took off her own clothes and made it a sextet ... a very sexy sextet, it might be added!
Betty offered to demonstrate how it was done. She had Verna attach the prick to her slim waist. And then she docilely took the all-fours pose which Susie Green had enforced, her bottom up, her creamy plump thighs yawning, the furryframed pink lips of her soft cunt twitchingly exposed, and also the ambery-shadowy groove in which was secreted the plump crinkly lips of her just unvirgined young asshole.
Claudia was bidden to rub cold cream on the massive red gnarled whorled shaft, and to guide it in between Betty's soft cirnging pussylips. Verna held onto Betty's titties as she let herself be steered towards the pink gape of that tempting young cunny channel, and Claudia, eyes enormous, watched breathlessly as the mighty ramrod slowly forced its head between the yawning lips, and then Verna took over on her own. With a deep dig, she burrowed half the length of the rubber cock into Betty Kartman's cuntcanal, and Betty groaned and sighed her bliss as she felt her tight pussy gouged and rubbed and rasped by the rubber whorls and patterns which imitated the bulging veins on an actual flesh-and-blood-and-gristle cock.
Blanche and Jane Josephs knelt side by side, holding hands, staring at the mcredible spectacle. Presently, aroused by what they saw, their other hands crept towards each other's soft pussies and began to frig gently, while they turned to kiss each other now and again.
Claudia, excited by what she had helped the two "lovers" perform, turned towards gentle Elaine
Kartman, who knelt beside her, and soon they were facing each other on their knees, an arm round each other's waist, cupping titties with the other hand and Frenchkissing soulfully and dreamily.
As Betty felt the prong delve to the very bottom of her womb, she wriggled and groaned in her excitement, and Claudia began to frig Elaine Kartman's cunthole with a soft trembling forefinger, while their tongues slushed together in a lingering, continuous soulkiss. Jane and Blanche imitated them; kneeling to face each other, Blanche frigged Jane's cunny with one finger, while her other hand fondled Jane's panting titties; in sweet return, Jane Josephs showed her love for her younger sister by goosing Blanche and stroking the tender insides of Blanche's supple thighs with her other hand.
Betty was now drawn near the brink by Verna's energetic ploughings; for, despite Betty's plaint to "take it easy, not so hard, not so fast, oooh, Verna ahh ohh ohhh," Verna did not spare her; with long delving thrusts, Verna fucked the beautiful brunette, squeezing her heaving titties with greedy hands, reveling in the feeling of rubbing her bare belly against Betty's squirming, satiny creamy
And then Betty called out "I'M COMING OHHH VERNA DO IT HARD OH VERNA NOW NOW NOW!" as a last series of vigorous digging thrusts burrowed the red rubber cock to the innermost depths of her churning womb, and she felt her body shattered by the churning spasm and gave down all her girlcream as Verna pressed the tiny little button that shot warm water deep in Betty's pulsing pussychannel.
Blanche insisted, as part of her "sisterly" blackmail, to be next to try the red rubber pego. They tried to talk her out of it as being much too small to take on such a weapon, but she threatened to tell Verna's Aunt Florence what had been going on that afternoon, so she got her wish.
But first, protectively, Claudia suggested to Verna that she be allowed to gamahuch dainty Blanche to moisten and lubricate her tender maiden cunny so that the defloration wouldn't be too painful, and Blanche, lying with her bottom on two pillows to prop up her cunny, and holding Elaine Kartman's hips as Elaine crouched over Her face to let Blanche gamahuch her in turn to distract her, wriggled and sighed as Claudia reverently tonguelicked and adored Blanche's dainty pink cunthole.
Now all was in readiness.
Verna decided to wield the dildo again, as she had done with Betty, and Elaine and Jane agreed to kneel at the head of the bed, with Blanche being ordered to reach up a hand to each girl's cunny and frig her till she came-the penalty for not making both girls come would be a sound spanking from the other five girls.
Claudia crouched over Blanche's flushed excited face, and Blanche lifted her head to lap at Claudia's dainty pink cunthole with her agile little tonguethey said she was to make Claudia gush down too, or else!
Betty, left to her own devices for the nonce, slyly frigged herself with one hand, and reached back the other to apply a forefinger into her own soft asshole, while she watched the defloration of tender Blanche Josephs.
Verna had greased the tip of the cock and the shaft too with plenty of cold cream; and Claudia's having gamahuched pretty Blanche had made the latter hot and eager for the ordeal.
Betty now moved forward, shivering with neargush, to pry open Blanche's pussylips to permit Verna to enter the head of the mighty rubber prong. They grudgingly gave way, clamping protestingly round the huge tip of the rubber organ.
Then Verna slowly sank down, a quarter inch at a time, while the two girls held Blanche's elbows and forced her to distract herself by frigging them while she tongue-gammed Claudia. Betty moved back to frigging and goosing herself again, her eyes drinking in the spectacle.
"OHHH OHH IT'S TEARING MEE AHH OHH OHH TAKE IT EASY, VERNA OHH OHH!" Blanche wailed, and suddenly wriggled, while Betty rushed up to push her down; the prick had just broken through Blanche's hymen. Verna gave a gasp, thrust forward, and Blanche's eyes bulged: "OHH EEEE OHH IT'S GOING IN SO DEEP, OH MY PUSSY, OHH I'M SO HOT OH VERNA FUCK MEEE!"
The impossible was achieved! Blanche had devoured the entire length and breadth of that mighty rubber prick inside her tender lovesheath, and, nearly fainting with bliss, frigged and tongued like mad. Betty pushed Claudia away and crouched over Blanche's mouth so that Blanche could finish off what she herself had with her own soft fingers started.
And Verna, kneeling up, the rubber prick stained With the hymeneal blood of virginal Blanche Josephs, turned to Claudia and murmured, "Baby, I want to fuck you."
"Yes, Sis, oooh, yes," Claudia sighed.
It was the beginning of a very closely knit relationship; the dildo would be borrowed again and again-Betty's bummyhole and pussy would pay Susie for the loan each time-but in turn, each of the six sisterly Sapphists would taste the simulated bliss of cock-yet without yielding their innocence to the male!
THE END
I LOVE MY SISTER
CHAPTER ONE
I love my sister more than anyone else in the whole wide world.
I love seeing her take off her clothes and put them back on. I love the way her perky titties dangle and bounce when she stoops over to pull up or pull down her stockings. I get an itchy, squirmy sensation right between my bare legs when I see her bottom wriggle and shift from side to side when she walks. She undulates-I read that word in a book-lots better than Marilyn Monroe ever did.
I love her pale white skin, and the little black mole near her left side just about the same level her navel is on her sweet round tummy. I love her armpits, 'cause there's the softest light brown peachyfuzz in them and I lick and kiss it when I'm pussyrubbing her.
I love her husky, sexy voice; it turns me on, even when I'm not in the mood. I love the way her graygreen eyes close almost to slits and the gleam that comes into them when she sees me taking my clothes off so we can gam each other or pussyrub or fingerfuck or finger-honey-hole.
Aunt Nelly thinks it's funny that I'm fourteen and don't have the least interest in fellows. But she says, "Rose is a good sweet innocent girl, and her time will come." That's so funny, if she only knew it! I've almost had a notion to say to her, "It's always time for me to come," only she wouldn't know what I meant. But you do, don't you, Dear Diary. Aunt Nelly bought me this diary last Christmas, but I'll bet she never dreamed what I'd be putting into it.
And the funny thing is, I fell in love with Nona on New Year's Eve, and it was the first entry in my diary. Nona is visiting the Kinzies this weekend, so there won't be any gamming or pussyrubbing or anything, darn it, till she gets back. So here I am lying naked in bed with my door locked just so Aunt Nelly doesn't walk in by mistake and watch my pussyfrigging with one hand while I hold my diary in my other hand and read what happened to make Nona and me so happy ....
CHAPTER TWO
January 2, 1968- Dear Diary:
This is the first time I've written in you, after Aunt Nelly gave you to me for Christmas, and 1 still can't believe how wonderful it is,, that's why I want to put it all down so I won't ever forget and years later, I can look back at you on these pages and close my eyes and remember.
Nona and I went to bed New Year's Eve and made love. That's a grownup expression, but it can't possibly begin to tell the thrills we had from each other.
You see, Nona is fifteen and very different from me. I'm black-haired and sort of boyishly slim, Aunt Nelly has often said, and about five feet five, with an ovalshaped face and big dark brown eyes and a snub nose and a small full mouth and olive skin. I have a nice shape, even if I am slim, though; my titties are perky, like two small pears placed widely apart high on my chest and they jiggle when I walk, so I have to wear a bra because Aunt Nelly thinks it's indecent to let people see your body has "suggestive movements"-that's exactly the way she said it when she bought the bra for me last year. My tummy is flat, with a wide shallow bellybutton, and I already have lots of soft black curly hair down over my little lovespot. My bummy is solid, the cheeks set very closely together like a boy's, upstanding and shaped sort of like ovals. I have long slender thighs and calves, and I wear my black hair in a ponytail with a little silver barrette with my initials, R.C. on it-Aunt Nelly gave me that a year ago Christmas.
She's taken care of us for six years now, ever since Dad and Mom were killed in an automobile crash in Detroit. They were in the theater, and had a magic act; Mom was very pretty, more like Nona than me, and she was Dad's helper, wearing tights that showed off her scrumptious figure. I loved them both, but I love Nona better.
Nona is half an inch taller, but her figure is more rounded, more womanly, you'd say. She has light brown hair in a short pageboy with the curls turned under, and her face is sweet and sort of heartshaped, with a full kissable mouth and dainty little nose-Aunt Nelly calls it Grecian-and she has wonderfully pale white skin, more like a brunette than a blonde's. Her titties are juicy and round and set near each other, and she's got the cutest, most spankable bottom-you might call them halfmoons, they're so round and saucy. Aunt Nelly tells her she ought to wear a pantiegirdle instead of just panties to stop that jiggling. Poor Aunt Nellyshe never married, and I guess she's ashamed she has a body and titties and a pussy, so she wants Nona and me to forget we're girls-but we can't ever! The only good thing is, she's never talked to us about sex, except that one time when we each had our monthlies for the first time, and then she was red in the face and didn't go into details about boys and stuff like that, just showed us how to take care of ourselves when the curse came around. I know one thing-I get terribly itchy just before and just after the curse comes, so even though it's a nuisance, I almost look forward to that time of the month so I can have fun. Girl fun, Dear Diary, the very special kind no boy could ever give you.
Anyway, to get back to New Year's Eve. Aunt Nelly took us out to dinner at the Blackhawk
Restaurant with that wonderful roast beef and tossed salad and special dressing, and we were allowed to have coffee because of the occasion. Aunt Nelly even let us try a tiny sip of her glass of port, which is the strongest thing she drinks and then only on special holidays.
Then we saw a movie at the Oriental, "The Sound of Music," and it was sweet and made me want to cry, and I held Nona's hand, and we looked at each other. I think already then we knew something really unusual and unforgettable was going to happen to us. You see, ever since our folks died, Nona and I have been very close in our thoughts, because Aunt Nelly, though she looks after us okay, doesn't really have anything in common with us. In fact, I find it hard to think she and Mom were sisters, she's so different, old and cranky and set in her ways and so darned oldfashioned.
Anyhow, we got home about eleven-thirty-we live on the Near North Side in one of the few old houses left there with all the rebuilding that's been going on in Chicago-and Aunt Nelly said that since there wasn't any school till a week from Monday, we could sit up to see the old year out and the new year in. She was in a mournful mood, I guess you might say, and talked to us about our folks and what she remembered, and then we heard the whistles and horns and bells and knew it was midnight, and we kissed her and she went to bed.
I went into Nona's room and we talked a while, and then Nona said it didn't seem like a holiday because we really didn't have much of a family, and I guess she was feeling low because Aunt Nelly had brought it all up again about our being practically orphans. I said to Nona, "Look, no matter what happens, Nona, you've got me and I love you lots."
She turned and gave me a lovely long look, and said, "That's right, Rose, I was forgetting. Aunt Nelly made me feel so forsaken. You know, 1 don't have many friends in school."
"Oh, now you're feeling sorry for yourself," I giggled, "all the fellows that are wild about you-"
She cut me right off. "They aren't friends. And I hate boys, anyhow, for your information. So stupid and silly, always wanting to paw you or kiss you or talk dirty, and they don't know anything about what a girl feels."
It was funny she should have said that, because I'd been feeling that way for a long time. Just the week before Christmas, a fellow by the name of Jack Morley, who's maybe six months older than I am and a real bully and showoff-I've seen him push around some of the younger kids and make them hand over their lunch money to keep from getting beaten up-was walking behind me as we left the class, and all of a sudden I felt him pinch my bummy. I got real mad and turned around and only not wanting to make a scene and have everybody know what he'd done kept me from slapping him, and he sniggered and said, "You know you like it, Rosie. I betcha you'd like to go all the way with me, with that sexy shape, you got. Want to have some fun at my house this afternoon? My folks are in Cleveland ... how about it, baby?"
Then I really did slap him. I knew what he meant. He wanted to fuck me. Jennie, who's my closest chum in school, had already told me he'd propositioned her and that he goes around with older kids and they have a gangbang, she said, with some twelve-year-old girl who puts out. It made me want to vomit, thinking about it ... letting a lot of fellows poke their cocks into your slit and feel you up and then talk about what they've done. I won't ever get married, because that's all a fellow does is want to fuck you.
Anyway, to get back to New Year's Eve, Dear Diary. Nona had said just what I'd been thinking, so I said, "I don't like boys either. But I do like you terribly lots, Nona."
"Really lots?" she asked me. I nodded. Then she said in that sexy husky voice of hers, "I feel so lonesome tonight, won't you stay here and sleep with me, Rose?" And I said sure I would.
So she started to undress, and I looked at her and I saw her for the first time. When she was down to bra and panties, I couldn't take my eyes off her white legs, or the way her round titties poked against the thin bra so I could see the soft pink nipples and then at the peak of her panties, right between her legs, the brown hair of her pussy made a shadow like a triangle and told you where her pussy was, and I started to feel warm and excited and I could hardly wait to be naked with her-even though to that moment I didn't know a thing about loving a girl up. But as you'll see, I didn't have to worry any.
"Go on, get undressed too, Rose," she said as she took off her bra and let her beautiful titties jut out all naked. Oh, how lovely they were, with the wide rosy circles and the soft crinkly buds right in their centers. I blushed and didn't want to show her but I couldn't help it, and I couldn't keep from staring at her titties. I learned that word-yes, and pussy too-from Jennie, because she used them when she was talking about what Jack did to girls i and what he'd said to her, about wanting to fuck her.
So I started taking off my clothes, and when 1 was down to bra and pants, Nona came over to me and said, giving me a very strange look, "You've got an absolutely divine figure, did you know that Rose?" I said I hadn't really thought about it, but she said, "Yes, you have. Here, let me help you, honey." And she took off my bra.
She took a very long time about it, and I felt her fingers brush the outside curves of my bare titties and I shivered and turned very red in the face. I think I knew then something was going to happen, something I didn't quite know everything about but which I wanted to happen, Dear Diary.
"Oh, they're darling," Nona said, "I just have to kiss them once for Happy New Year. May I, Rose honey?" I was too shy to say yes out loud, so I just nodded, and she bent her head and I felt her soft lips right on the side of one of my titties and I felt the warmest, squirmiest feelings in my pussy I had ever had. You see, I started frigging myself when I was twelve, because it was a stormy night and I was scared and I'd hunched myself up in bed so the lightning wouldn't get much of a target and I had my hands pressed against my tummy and there was a specially loud clap of thunder and I must have shoved one of my hands down to the Y and then I felt how tingling my pussy was getting, and I rubbed a finger against it, and I began to feel ticklings all over me, and my titties started aching and the nipples getting hard, and I kept tickling pussy till I almost exploded and fainted, and my pussyhairs were all wet with the cream I got out. So ever since then, whenever I couldn't sleep, I would frig myself. I never did stop to think Nona, being a year older, must have had feelings in her pussy too.
She put her hands to both my titties and gave them an ever so gentle little squeeze and kept kissing where she was kissing; I gave a little gasp and put my hands on the back of her head, just like I wanted her to keep doing it forever. Her mouth was ever so warm and moist and it sent shivers all up and down my spine-only they were more in front, where my pussy was-than anywhere else.
"Ohh, Nona, that's nice," I managed to say and my voice was all of a sudden trembly-quivery, like I was going to faint.
"You're just darling, Rose dear," she whispered, and now she moved to my other tittie, and kept kissing it, but this time right near the nipple, and I could feel it perking up and getting hard, just the way a boy's cock is supposed to do when he wants to fuck.
"Take off your panties now, sweetheart," Nona urged me, and I did it right away, and though I hadnH ever gone around naked in the house, all of a sudden I found I didn't mind so much letting her see me all bare and naked, though I did blush an awful lot.
I stepped out of the panties and I was all naked except for my shoes and stockings. Aunt Nelly still has me wearing the silly elastic garters at the tops, which went out when she was a kid, I guess, but I had to do it. Nona, being older, if she had worn a pantiegirdle, would have been able to hook up her stockings to the tabs, but she wore garters like me too. She had charcoal-brown nylons on, very grownup and awfully sexy, too.
"You're grownup too, Rose," she told me when she looked at me, and I started to cover up my pussy with one hand, then didn't-I wanted, suddenly, to let her see everything I had.
She put her hands on my bare bummy and stroked it a little and stood up against me and looked into my eyes. "You're a darling," she said again in that low husky voice of hers, "I can't take my eyes off you. You aren't embarrassed, are you, baby?"
I just shook my head. My bummy started to shiver and tighten up feeling her touch, and my pussy started to get terribly warm and the way it does when I'm frigging. Then she slipped her right hand from my bummy and put it on my tummy, and started moving it down till it was right over my furry little peehole, and she saidj "And this darling place is ever so sweet. Do you play with it, Rose?"
That was so unexpected I could only gasp and stare at her. And she said, "I'll bet you do, baby. I'll bet you get awfully worked up when you're in bed by yourself-now tell Nona the honest truth?"
I had to nod, I couldn't talk, not even to her right then about things like that, and then she smiled and whispered, "Know something? I get the same way, and I often said to myself you must be doing it too, lots of times. Was I right?"
Again I nodded.
Her hand began to move back and forth, very slowly, pressing a little harder each time, over my pussy, while she kept her other hand on my bare bummy. I couldn't just stand there and do inothing, not with all the shivery feelings going through me then. So I put my hands round her and unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor, and then I saw those beautiful big round pale white-skinned titties, rising and falling so beautifully, and the tips crinkly and pouty-like, and I put my hands over them, my palms against her nipples and I kissed her on the nose and gasped, "I just love what you're doing to me, Nona! Oh please go on!"
"Do you want to come to bed with me and play at being in love, Rose honey?" Nona asked, and I said, "Oh yes, yes, Nona, you know I do!"
So she took her panties off and then her stockings and shoes, while I took off my stockings and shoes, and we were looking at each other all the time. The way she stooped to pull down her stockings made those big round titties jiggle and dance and sway, and I felt itchier and itchier in my pussy till I thought I couldn't stand it any more.
We got into bed and she lay on her left side facing me and made me lie the same way facing her. She put out her hand and cupped one of my titties and squeezed it, and then her other hand started feeling my bare legs, from the knees up to the place where my pussy was. I never thought it could feel so thrilling to have a girl's hand on the insides way up on your bare legs, Dear Diary, but I felt as if I were getting wet in my pussy after she kept doing it for a while. I kissed her, and this time I did it on the mouth and I told her it was sO nice and I loved her so. She wriggled closer to me and said she was going to show me how we could both be very happy and not ever so lonely again, and said, "This is to wish my favorite sister a Happy New Year and lots more, darling."
Now she was pressed up tight against me, her left hand pressing over my bare bummy to force my pussy to rub against hers, and I felt her warm round tummy too, and her right hand was still stroking from my knees up all the way to my pussy, and she would just let her fingertips brush against my little spot till I almost called out for her please to pussy tickle me, it felt so exciting.
She said, "You can feel me too if you want to, Rose," and I nodded, and I put my hands on her titties and squeezed them, and then, then, Dear Diary, I slid one hand down and put it right up against her plump little pussy. It had lots more hair on it than mine did, and the lips felt lots fuller and softer than mine. I guess that was because she was older than I am, Dear Diary.
"Yes, yes," she whispered sharply, "that's itoh, Rose, tickle it and put your finger inside, darling!"
So I did, Dear Diary. I felt her pussylips twitch and quiver as I started tickling them all round and round, and Nona wriggled frantically up gainst me, gasping, "Mm, that's wonderful Rose, oh, Rose, you're doing it so nice-haven't you ever done that to any other girl before?" and I said of course I hadn't and she giggled and said, "I'm glad, 'cause then I'm your first true love, aren't I," and I said I was glad too.
All of a sudden, just as I was slipping my finger inside her pussylips, I felt her finger rub down the narrow crease between my heiniecheeks, and then she was tickling my little bumhole. I gasped, "Ooooh!" and she asked, "Do you mind? Does it feel nice?" and I said it was wonderful-and it really was. Our legs were pressing hard together, and my other hand went round to feel her bummy too, and I got very bold and naughty without being told, and I put my finger into her bummyhole. It was plumper than mine, and all of a sudden I felt the lips pucker and then open, and my fingertip slipped right on in! She gave a little moan and kissed me hard on the mouth, and next thing I knew, her tongue was prodding between my lips and sending warm shivers all through me. All this time her finger was tickling my pussylips, and then I felt her finger go inside and press on a hard little knob right at the top of the inside lips of my spot. I almost went through the ceiling, and I jerked and squealed, "Ooooh-what-what are you doing to me, Nona?"
"Shh, darling, you mustn't wake Aunt Nelly. That's your little clittie, the most sensitive place you've got. Shall I do it again?"
"Oh yes, please," I heard myself whispering. Her other finger was just inside my bumhole, and now her finger at my clittie, as she called it, began to rub it back and forth. Her tongue was inside my mouth and my belly and legs were straining against hers, till I felt we were almost made of the same one body. I guess, Dear Diary, that's really what love is, wanting to crawl inside another person's skin.
Anyway, I was pushing my finger deeper and in her warm bummyhole, and I could feel the walls tightening up and gripping me real tight and hard, and my finger in her pussy was trying to find her little clittie too-and I did, all by myself. Because she gave a long sobbing moan and kissed me so hard it hurt my mouth, and then her tongue dug in and out and she put one of her legs over mine and arched herself up closer to me and went on fingering my clittie and gouging back and forth with her other finger inside my little honeyhole.
I felt my pussy getting awfully sticky-wet, the way it does when I'm going to go off after I've been frigging myself. But Nona's was even wetter than mine, and her titties were rising and falling very quickly, and her eyes were sparkling and her face flushed, and her thighs were squirming about and rubbing mine. I had my other finger in to the end deep inside her warm honey hole, and it was like a mouth nibbling, the way her muscles held my finger inside her.
"Now hurry, rub my clittie faster, darling, and I'll do you, so we can go off at the same time," Nona whispered.
I was almost swimming in a void, I mean, like fainting, Dear Diary. But I wanted to do just everything she wanted. My finger began to move in and out of her honeyhole, and my other finger pushed and rubbed her clittie, felt it get harder and vibrate like a little dynamo inside her wet pussy. She was moaning now, and kissing me and sticking her tongue in my mouth, and her fingers were awfully busy goosing and clittie-frigging me, and all of a sudden I felt myself black out, I mean, I felt hot sticky girlcream run down my pussy to her finger and I pressed to her real tight and then I felt her dig her finger deep into my bumhole and all of a sudden she was going off the way I was, because my finger was all stickied with her cream.
January 27, 1968- Dear Diary:
I was maybe a little scared to do anymore that New Year's Eve with Nona, because just from the frigging and honeyholing we both did to each other we nearly fainted when we went off. But I knew, when we fell asleep after kissing a real sweet soulkiss holding each other's titties and putting our tongues into each other's mouth, that we were going to make love again real soon.
We didn't get the chance, though, for about ten days, because we both went back to school and had lots of homework, and I always have trouble with arithmetic and Nona helped me and had to catch up on her English and history themes. But the Friday night which was the end of the first week of going back to school after the holidays, Aunt Nelly had a headache and went to bed about nine, and I knew we were going to do it then, because I saw Nona give me a look when Aunt Nelly said she was going to sleep early, and I gave her a little nod and tried to hide my blushes.
This time, Nona came to my room. I mean, I waited till eleven and I was all set to walk into her room when the door opened and there she was in her blue cotton bathrobe, and she locked the door and came right to me and said, "Why didn't you come right away, Rose honey? I've been waiting and worrying. Maybe you were mad at me for what I did."
I told her I was sort of afraid she might think I was real bold if I'd gone there, and she giggled and said she liked me to be bold that way and I wasn't ever to hold back whenever I felt the need to have girlfun-that's the word she used, and we both giggled about it.
Then she took off her bathrobe, and she was bare-naked, all pale white and sweet and she said she'd taken a tub bath and used some of Aunt Nelly's cologne to smell nice for me. 1 stared at her titties and her furry slit again, and then she blushed and came right to my bed, sat down on the edge and took one of my hands and put it up against her tittie, and whispered, "This time, I want to show you something new about having fun. It's kissing and putting your tongue, and it's awfully exciting. Shall I show you?"
When I said yes, she made me take off my jammies and spread my legs wide open and put my head on my folded arms and then she got into bed and knelt down between my naked legs and bent down her head and all of a sudden I almost squealed aloud, it was so marvelous. I mean, her mouth came right down on my pussy, Dear Diary, and gave it a long sort of sucking wet kiss, and I nearly rolled off the bed, and I put my hand down on her head and gasped, "Oh my gosh, Nona, oh, Nona, it's heaven, oh Nona, do it some more."
"I will, but you have to do it to me too," she explained, and I promised I would.
Then she bent her head down again and gave me another even longer kiss there, and I closed my eyes and I put my fingers in her pageboy curls and I held my tittie with the other hand and wriggled my bummy back and forth because I wanted to see what it felt like when her mouth rubbed my pussy. It was even more wonderful than when she'd tickled my cunny and clittie, and I told her so, and she said, "That's what they call gamahuching, or gamming, and I read about it in a book my girl friend Laura Williams lent me-her mother reads naughty books, and left it around and Laura got it. Oh gosh, Rose, you ought to read what people do. But we're going to make up our own special way of having fun, darling. Now, I'm going to put my tongue in up to your clittie, and you tell me if you like that-" and then she did it, Dear Diary. I felt her tongue rub my little button, and my thighs jerked and I raised up my bummy and I pulled her hair-and I had to clap my other hand over my mouth to keep from yelling, I felt so wonderful.
"Now I want you to go ahead and do it to me darling," Nona told me.
I said I'd do anything, it was so heavenly, and that I loved her best of anybody in the whole wide world.
So she got on all fours and turned herself so her pussy was right over my mouth and her head was over my pussy, and she put her tongue along my pussylips and tickle-frigged me slowly while I wriggled, trying to get her to stick her tongue back inside me and rub my clittie again. I started to kiss her pussy, and it was moist and hot and twitching, and I put one hand up and found her bumhole with a fingertip and started prodding, and, she gasped out, "Oh yes, yes, darling, do it nice and slow, don't stick it in yet though till I get close to going out, "Oh yes, yes, darling, oh Rose, that's so nice, oh I love to have you goose me when we're gamming, darling, do it nice and slow, don't stick it in yet though till I get close to going off, Rose honey," and I knew what she meant, so I just tickled the rims of her honeyhole till she told me to.
Ier tongue was rubbing my pussylips, and then it slipped inside to my button, and now I was really getting wild. My mouth was kissing her pussy hard, and then I had the idea of putting my other forefinger up to her pussy and trying to find her button, and I did. Her hips jerked and twisted this way and that and she said it was even lovelier than our first time, and I knew she was right. My own pussy was getting hot and squirmy as all getout now. I kept rimming her bumhole with one finger and fingering her clittie with the other, and my tongue now started to circle round and round her furry little hole, and the lips were pouting and swelling and trembling, and then I put my tongue against her clittie and she did the same for me, pressing mine down into the flesh and trying to bury it", then letting it spring up again. I sobbed and groaned, it felt so thrilling.
Now we began to lick and suck like mad, and she called out, "NOW! OHH PUT YOUR FINGER ALL THE WAY UP MY CRACK, ROSE OH NOW!" and I jammed it into her honeyhole, and I felt her bottom tighten and jerk about, and then her pussy gave down its dew, and so did mine, and she fell flat on me and we lay almost fainting from the glorious go-off we had had.
When we came to, I told her I never in all my life had had such a thrill, and I asked her if she'd let me gam her back, and she said yes, Dear Diary.
She lay down on her back with her legs wide open and showed me the pink wet lips of her pussy all trembling and quivering, and I impulsively kissed her bellybutton and ran my tongue into it, and she said I was the sweetest sister a girl could ever have, I wanted to eat her up, she tasted and smelled so sexy and nice, with Aunt Nelly's cologne and her sweat and the girlcream. I started to kiss her pussy real hard, but she told me to do it nice and gentle and once in a while just flick my tongue into her spot and then find her clittie when she was starting to get real excited.
She grabbed hold of my hips and jerked my bummy down to her face, and she put her tongue along the base of my behindcheeks and then suddenly did it to me in my honeyhole crack-I almost yelled, it thrilled me so! Then her tongue began to rim my pussy to and fro and away we go, and I started doing the same to her, first kissing and then tonguing and then kissing some more. I held onto her round juicy buttcheeks and my did she wriggle and tighten them up and squirm around. Her husky voice was whispering, "Do me nice, Rose, oh, Rose, you kiss my pussy so nice," and I was ever so glad I was gamming my big sister now and giving her a thrill to prove I loved her so.
Then I started to put my lips right on the center of her cunny and suckkiss it, and she said that was the nicest yet and I was to do it all the time till she went off again. She did it to me to let me feel what it was like, and I almost hit the ceiling. Then her tongue rammed in between my pussylips and found my clittie and rubbed it back and forth, and before I knew it, Dear Diary, I was letting down my girlcream and she was lapping and swallowing it and saying it tasted ever so sweet, and I kissed and sucked her pussy and then I felt her juices ooze out and we rolled away and trembled all over and put our hands on each other's titties and said we were in love forever....
February 6, 1968-.
Dear Diary:
The next Friday, after the experience I just described, Nona and I gammed again. She was just a day before her time of the month, and terribly sexy, and I told her I was the same way.
I came to her room this time, at eleven, because she said this time she wanted to wait and think about us and tantalize herself till her pussy got so squirmy she didn't think she could stand it any more, and then she'd wait some more and knew when I'd be coming and have to hold off, which was thrilling. I knew what she meant. I wanted to gam her right after supper, but Aunt Nelly wanted me to read "Lady of the Lake" by Sir Walter Scott to her, so I had to.
Anyway, at eleven I went into Nona's room and she had on just her stockings and garters and bra, and did she look sexy in that outfit! I was naked under my bathrobe and in my bare feet, 'cause I didn't want to make a sound.
She told me she was going to gam me first, so it would prolong her own fun and thrill her to pieces, and then she had me'just open my robe and stand there-after I'd locked the door, of courseand she got down on her knees and wound her arms round my thighs and put her hands on my bare bummy and started licking my tummy down to the soft hairs at the end of my belly and then on to my pussy, but she didn't touch the lips. Then she started licking the insides of my thighs, from the knees up, first the left leg, then the right, and I almost fell down, I got so weak and trembly in the legs from that, and my pussy started itching so hard I was dying to frig myself, but I held off because I knew she wanted to do it her way and I loved her so.
She then had me turn around and told me to open up my buttcheeks and bend over. When I did, I felt her tongue rub lightly all over my honeyhole-oh, I almost went crazy and I had to clap both my hands over my mouth to keep from yelling 'cause I started feeling faint and squirmy, just like before the blackout you get when you let down your girlcream in your pussy.
Then she licked the backs of my legs, especially my kneehollows, and then gave me a little spank and told me to turn round, and stand with my legs straddled a mile, and her hands slipped under my thighs and went up to my buttcheeks and she squeezed and inched gently all the time she was gamming me with her tongue rent inside my pussylips. She didn't yet touch my clittie, but her soft tongue was pushing and rubbing ever so sweetly and it was almost as electrifying inside my cunny as when she touched my lovebutton. I could feel the soft hot breath of her nostrils on my pussy and lower tummy, and that excited me too.
Then she started to suckkiss my pussy all over, with big greedy kisses till I squirmed and sobbed I couldn't stand it any more and begged her to rim my button with her tongue. She didn't do it, told me it was much more exciting when I didn't get what I wanted right at the time I wanted it, as I would find out-oooh, dear diary, did I ever!
Her mouth kept suckkissing all over pussy, and her fingers squeezed my thighs and bummy harder, and I was swaying like a leaf in the wind and hardly able to stand up. My thigh muscles were aching from the straddle of my bare legs and I was feeling so weak and hot inside pussy that I knew I'd blast off any second now. I felt like a rocket about to be shot off to the moon!
Then she stopped and looked up at me, her eyes glinting and narrowed slits, and smiling lovingly, she asked me if I wanted more. I said oh God, please, yes, yes, Nona, please, and so she started fondling the insides of my bare legs with her fingertips, and kissing my bellybutton. I begged her to please suck me or tongue me off, I was dying for it, but she said she'd spank my bummy if I didn't let her do it her way, so I had to grin and bear it.
Her fingers came back now to my pussy and were stroking the moist trembling lips, and I arched my tummy out so she'd rub my button, but she just wouldn't, like she wanted purposely to tease me. I was almost crying now, my cunny was so hot and my titties ached harder than they'd ever done, but Nona went on doing what she wanted to.
Then she stopped again and told me I was to suck her off before I got sucked off, to teach me what it was like to wait and die for it.
She stood then with her hands cupping her big round bubbies and spread her legs and I knelt down and swayed a little, my thighs and pussy were itching so, and I began to kisssuck her cunny as hard as I could, but she made me stop and take it slow and gentle. I was to use my hands on her legs, insides and backs, she said, the way she'd done to me, so I did.
She took the longest time to gush down her girldew, Dear Diary, and I was almost fainting from my own need to go off! But when she gave it down at last, she had me tongue her button and that brought on a second, awfully rapid gush. So then she let me lie down in bed and draw my knees back to my titties, and she got down and licked my bummyhole and pussy till I finally went off-but she didn't gam my clittie.
Then she told me I was a perfect lamb to let her have her fun, she was sorry she'd teased me so, and I could do whatever I wanted. So, Dear Diary, I wanted to lie on her and girlrub, the way a boy fucks. She loved it! I felt her titties mash against mine, and I put my hands on her butt and goosed her while I was rubbing, and we came very fast and and that was all that night. Whew!
March 2, 1968
Dear Diary:
Oh brother, what happened two weeks ago still leaves me goggle-eyed!
Nona and I were gamming together-she calls it sixty-nine on account of when two naked girls are like that one over the other in reverse, they sort of look like that figure written out-and all of a sudden the door opened-we'd forgotten to lock the door-and there was Aunt Nelly!
"Well, young ladies," she said sarcastically, "I had a notion of what's been going on, but I wanted to give you time to have enough rope to hang yourselves. You are going to be spanked, each of you. Then I shall lecture each of you in turn. Nona, you're the older, you first."
So Nona, blushing and crying, and-we were both of us very close to a girlcome-had to lie over Aunt Nelly's lap all bare naked, and Aunt Nelly took Nona's wrists in her left hand and then proceeded to slap her bare butt about forty hard times till Nona was kicking and crying and promising she'd be an awfully good girl, just like a baby; she didn't at all act like the grownup sister I'd gammed and girloved, Dear Diary!
I felt funny watching her bare round butt turn red and wiggle, and the sounds of the slaps must have made me tickly inside pussy, because when Aunt Nelly pulled me over her lap, she slipped a hand down and felt my pussy-oh, I nearly died of shame! But she just murmured, "You naughty child!" and then started spanking ... before long, I forgot about being grownup, and I was begging off louder than Nona.
Well, Nona was led off by the wrist, shamefaced, head bowed, bare red ass jiggling, and about an hour went by before Nona came in sheepishly, rubbing her eyes with one hand, her bummy with the other, and said, "You're to go in right now."
She wouldn't tell me what had happened though I asked. I was going to put on my jammies, but she shook her head, said, "No, you have to go naked just like this. Hurry!"
So I went to Aunt Nelly's bedroom and knocked at the door and was told to come in-and there I got the shock of my life!
Aunt Nelly was naked except for a red satin robe, and her hair was combed out from the bun she always had it in, and she had lipstick and rouge on, and-and I mean, she was really sexy! She had a nice tall slim figure, and small apple-like titties and a very hairy pussy, and long thighs with amazingly soft pale pink skin-she's only forty-eight, she told me-and she said, "Since you want to play with girls, you'd better learn from a real woman, Rose girl. Now get over my lap for a little sermonspanking."
I started crying, but she pulled me over her lap, and then, slipping her left hand under my tummy, started-of all things!-to frig my pussy while her right hand spanked me slowly and not too hard ... before I knew it, I was giving down all my girlcream!
Then I had to get in bed with her and kneel down over her and lick her big fat hairy pussyand she told me to do exactly what I did to Nona or get a hairbrush tanning. I did my best, and she gushed like mad and called out and hugged me, and then she had me he on the bed and she got over me and girlrubbed and goosed me and fingered my button all at the same time-I mean, Dear Diary, I burst a couple of times while she was giving it to me!
So now we're one big happy family, Nona and me and Aunt Nelly and we won't ever have to worry about fellows, because Aunt Nelly showed me last night a leather case which has a big red rubber thing in it shaped just like a boy's and she says you can even put hot milk or stuff in it and squeeze a button and then you go off in a girl like a boy would but without having a baby, and she's going to try it on me tonight I can hardly wait! And I'm to get fucked first-and then Nona tomorrow night.
Oh, it's wonderful to have a sexy sister, Dear Diary-but to find an aunt you thought was an old drip who knows even more about girlrubbing and things like that, is best of all!
