Young girls are particularly susceptible to the charms of older men. This is especially true if said girl has been mistreated by, or lost respect for, boys her own age. Filled with all the conflicting emotions of blossoming young womanhood, these girls are often the easy prey of less responsible older men.
But it isn't always the men who are the aggressors. Sometimes, as in the case of the two sisters in the story you are about to read, the immature girls themselves make all the advances.
It takes a highly disciplined man indeed to withstand such an assault, particularly if the young ladies are beautiful, willing, and sexually precocious.
Yet, while Lori and Tony play this dangerous game successfully in our fictional story, we must warn our readers that real girls are not at all like this. No matter how sexy one may come on, no matter how willing she might be, no matter how sexually advanced she might pretend to be, the older man must constantly remember that these girls have not yet developed any real sense of responsibility toward themselves, nor any sense of self-respect. No one must ever allow himself to become the instrument whereby a young girl's self-respect is destroyed, or her sense of responsibility to herself crippled beyond repair.
These girls cannot be responsible.
Men must be.
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER 1
Pretty little Lori Norman giggled to herself as she snapped the lock on her bedroom door. She had just succeeded in smuggling her secret package up the stairs, right in front of her whole family. Only her sister Ton! had given her a strange look out of the corner of her eye. Lori was very pleased with herself. But she was even more pleased with her beautiful new stockings.
Black stockings.
Her mother and father would certainly have forbidden the preteen to buy such obscenities, but Lori was growing up. Rebellion was a basic part of such growing up. And black stockings held a kind of mysterious excitement for the little girl.
Black stockings.
Her heart hammering wildly, Lori ripped open the brown paper sack that held her new treasure. She spilled the small package of stockings- a single pair!-out onto her bed. She stood staring down at it for a long moment, hardly daring to breathe. She licked her lips, her whole little body tense, as though waiting for the package to leap up and bite her.
Black stockings.
"Golly!" Lori gasped quietly. She reached down and picked up the cellophane-wrapped package. Her delicate hands turned it over and over as she read and re-read the labels, enjoying the anticipation of putting them on, feeling the soft nylon hugging her slender legs.
Suddenly unable to restrain herself a second longer, Lori gouged her fingernail into the cellophane. She jerked the package several times, and the stockings slid out of the wrapping. Still wound around the fiat sheet of cardboard, the black stockings lay innocently on the child's bed.
Absently, Lori wadded up the cellophane. She was watching her brand new stockings closely, almost afraid they might vanish if she took her eyes off them.
She glanced quickly at her wastepaper basket and tossed the wad of crinkly wrapping toward it. She made it, and smiled to herself.
But her full attention quickly returned to the wonderful items on her bed. She sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out and picked up the delicate nylon. Slowly, her fingers trembling, little Lori unwrapped the beautiful nylons from the cardboard sheet. She laid them both out, side by side, on the blanket on her bed.
She threw the cardboard away, sailing it almost like a frisbee into the wastepaper basket. Again she made it. A good sign.
Touching the nylon material, stroking it lightly, Lori began purring to herself. She lifted one stocking and rubbed it so lightly against her smooth cheek, caressing it with the soft warm skin of her face. She buried her nose in the dark' material and sniffed. She tasted the nylon with the very tip of her tongue.
"Ohhh," she said softly. She stroked the nylon down under her chin, feeling the hot pulse of her throat through the thin stuff. Oh, how she longed to have breasts, huge breasts, with gigantic nipples swollen and throbbing, so she could rub this sexy nylon over them.
But little Lori was as flat-chested as a little girl can be. She had felt a few vague stirrings beneath her tiny pale brown nipple buds, but even though she kept a very close watch on them, she had been unable to detect the slightest bit of bulging, of puffing, of swelling. No, her nipples were flat, and she had no breasts at all. Still, she thought with a grin, there was nothing to stop her from pretending.
She held the stocking against her throat with one hand, and with the other hand, she unbuttoned the front of her thin blouse. She'd only had a training bra for a couple of weeks. She didn't really need one yet. But her mother was a bit touchy about the subject, and she was terrified that her daughter might start to develop without the proper instruction. So, two weeks ago, Lori had been taken to the local department store, and fitted for a training bra. Even the clerk had been embarrassed by Lori's mother. There was absolutely no need on earth to "fit" a young girl with a training bra. But Lori's mother had insisted that her daughter be measured.
But Lori only wore the thing when she had to, when they dressed up to go to church or someplace like that. But she hadn't worn it today.
Her blouse opened quickly under her agile fingers. She pushed the material back off her bony shoulders, shrugged out of the blouse. She had to lower the stocking away from her throat to get the shirt off completely, but it was worth it. She tossed her blouse onto the dresser behind her, on the other side of her bed. Then she brought the soft stocking up against her throat again.
Slowly, feeling her blood pounding in her veins, the little girl rubbed the sleek stocking downward to her tender young nipple buds. She stroked her dark little buds gently, feeling the tingly sensation flickering deep into her chest. It seemed to make her whole heart ache. Her nipples got nice and hard as she continued rubbing them with the nylon. She loved this feeling. Her nipples hardened, and when they got really hard, the very slightest touch sent tight little jolts of pleasure into her body.
As she rubbed the silky stocking over her left nipple, teasing it so lightly that it was a kind of torture, she began picking at the hard little bud of her right nipple with her other hand. Her fingernails caught the stiff nub of flesh, three nails surrounding the sensitive bump of girl flesh, and then she pulled it outward from her chest. She could almost imagine what it must be like to have nice big breasts when she did this. It felt so nice. It made her breath come in shallow little gasps. Her chest filled with a deep warm pleasure, and her nipples seemed to grow even harder.
"Ohhh, golly," Lori moaned, her voice husky with innocent lust. She didn't know what she was feeling, but she knew it felt damned good. She loved this feeling. She wanted it to go on forever.
She laid the stocking down with the other one, and worked her fingernails around her left nipple. She pulled on this one, too, trying to make both of her nipples stand out far from her chest, like real tits.
It didn't work, but it sure made her feel good inside.
It made her squirm.
She didn't understand why pulling her nipples like this made her want to move in funny ways. She didn't understand why toying with her nipples made her tummy feel so odd and nice and warm and fluttery. She didn't begin to understand why she wanted to pull away from her own fingers at the same time that she wanted to keep twisting and pulling on them forever and ever.
But she loved the feelings that swelled up within her when she did this.
The more she hurt her nipples, the more they made her nutty with the pleasure of it.
She slowly shifted around and settled down onto her bare back, never letting go of her nipples.
"Mmmm," she purred deep in her throat. Her head rested back in the thick cloud of her lovely long blonde hair. A few loose strands crossed the front of her throat, laid over her shoulders, down between her nipples. Her hair was one of her treasures. She spent hours combing it every week, stroking it over and over with a stiff brush. She kept it washed and clean and soft and silky, always. She loved her hair, and she knew it was one of the first things the boys noticed about her. That pleased her. She'd begun to be interested in boys herself, and she knew just how to wear her hair to turn them on. They'd seldom seen hair quite as long and thick and lush as hers.
They longed to feel it.
Even the older boys.
One boy, a lot older than Lori was used to, had even offered her five dollars to let him touch her hair. Lori had been very suspicious of him, at first. She'd made him show her the five dollars. Then she'd made him give her the five dollars before she let him touch her hair. But she'd had to give in to him about going out behind the gym to do it. Fair was fair, after all. She clutched the five dollar bill in her hand, and followed the boy out around the corner of the gym building after school.
She'd been scared to do it. So she made a plan. The boy had approached her at lunchtime, in the cafeteria. They had made their deal, quietly, over in the corner. But Lori was no fool, and so she'd gotten one of her girl friends to stand near the entrance to the school and watch. If Lori didn't come back around from behind the gym within five minutes, her girl friend was supposed to run inside and get the janitor to come help her.
So, once she'd made her plan, Lori had felt pretty safe in going out there alone with the senior boy.
Once there, just as Lori had suspected, the boy tried to feel more than just her hair. Lori had almost let him do it, too. He had been so gentle, stroking her loosened hair, feeling it with both hands and bringing it up to his nose to sniff and rub against his face.
He told Lori how much he loved her hair. He bent over her, nuzzling his face into the side of her throat, burying his lips and nose and cheeks in the soft warm mass of the little girl's beautiful hair. Lori quivered when she felt his lips working through her hair, touching the skin of her throat, kissing the throbbing pulse there.
The older boy took the girl by both shoulders and turned her around, so her back was against his huge body. He drew her backward, grinding his thighs against the backs of her legs, against her ass.
Lori could feel a hard lump trying to work its way between her ass cheeks.
Something inside her began to glow. Her tummy tightened as his hands began kneading her shoulders, his fingers digging in firmly, but not too hard.
He was kissing her hair, she could tell. He nuzzled the top of her head while his hands worked their way down her arms, to her elbows.
He tried to pull her tiny body back against his, tighter. His hands forced her elbows to fold, forced her to cross her arms over his chest as he hugged her from behind. Lori gasped as she felt the boy's thumbs stroking up and down over her nipples, outside her blouse.
It was the very first time a boy had ever touched her there. It was thrilling. Lori gulped hard, fought back a protest, stopped herself from twisting out of the boy's tight arms.
She was curious.
And she knew that nothing really bad could happen in the five or so minutes that her girl friend would wait before going after the janitor.
Lori stood still, letting the boy hug her, letting him rub her nipples with his thumbs. It felt funny. But nice. Her nipples responded all by themselves. They got very hard. Harder than they got when she did it to herself. They got so hard they almost hurt. Lori couldn't tell whether her nipples hurt or not. The feeling was so strong and strange.
But it wasn't hurting too bad, so she let him keep doing it.
The boy was groaning quietly to himself now, hugging her tighter and rocking her small body from side to side in a slow rhythm.
And trying to shove something hard between her ass cheeks, through her skirt and panties.
She was beginning to feel kind of funny all over, now. Her tummy was tight and fluttery, like when she played with her nipples at home, or when she did that other thing, down there between her legs, that felt so wonderful.
Lori whimpered quietly as she felt something loosen up inside her belly. She felt something trickle and tickle against her cunny mound. Oh, oh. Juice was coming out of her again. Like when she touched that special spot between her pussy lips.
It felt nicer and nicer, as the boy thumbed her tiny hard nipples, hugged her tighter and tighter.
He began whispering something to the little girl, but Lori couldn't hear it. He was talking too quietly, almost groaning to himself instead of really talking to her.
But it sounded like he might be saying he loved her.
Lori was getting a little bit sweaty. She wanted to wipe her forehead, but the boy was holding her arms too tightly. She licked her lips, and tasted the salty moisture of her sweat.
It must be getting about time for her girl friend to go get the janitor. Lori knew she'd better put an end to this playing around, or they'd both be in trouble.
And now, feeling so good inside, she didn't want this boy to get into trouble, just because he wanted to hold her and feel her nipples like this.
Lori was enjoying it, but she had to stop it.
"Please let me go, now," she said quietly and calmly.
"Mmmm," the boy moaned back to her. He shifted his arms, and took ,both of Lori's thin wrists in one giant hand. Holding her wrists very tightly together in his fist, high up on her chest, his free hand started moving downward over her tightened tummy toward the front of her skirt.
"Oh!" Lori exclaimed, startled by the boy's new move. "Don't DO that! Please don't touch me down there."
"Come on, honey," the boy said softly, kissing the top of her head again. "Let me feel your little pussy, honey. Just one nice feel. Okay? Hmmm?" he said gently.
Lori was tempted to let him touch her, even there, in her most forbidden place. She knew her mother and father would really kill her if they ever found out she'd let some boy do such a horrible thing to her body, but she was curious to find out what it would feel like, if a boy did it to her, instead of her own fingers, that she almost let it happen.
The boy's hand was pressing inward on the soft material between Lori's thighs. It would have been so easy to just step her legs apart, just a little bit.
She was fully excited now, herself.
What would it feel like?
But she couldn't. It was too big a step to take, all at once. Especially after letting him feel her nipples like this for so long.
"No!" she said sternly, pulling her arms, trying to loosen his grip around her wrists. "I said NO!"
And suddenly, without warning, the boy simply released her. He stepped back a few feet.
Lori rubbed her wrists as she turned and looked at him. He was very handsome. Her tummy gave a sharp jump, deep inside. Her nipples stayed up nice and hard, even though he wasn't touching them now.
"Are you going to tell on me?" the boy asked openly.
Lori smiled at him.
"No, of course not," she said. She started to walk past him, expecting him to try to touch her again. He didn't make a move toward her. Lori felt disappointed. She stepped to the edge of the building, staying just out of sight from the school entrance. She hesitated for a moment, then turned back toward the handsome young man.
"It was nice," she said suddenly, giving him another pretty smile.
The boy relaxed and smiled at her.
Lori started around the corner.
"Hey," the boy called.
Lori looked back over her shoulder at him.
"Yes?"
"What are you going to buy with the five dollars?"
Lori thought about it for half a second before answering.
"Black stockings," she said.
The boy's eyes widened comically, and Lori stepped out of his sight around the corner of the gym. She was almost halfway to the school entrance before she noticed her girl friend wasn't there.
The stupid idiot had gotten bored waiting and gone home.
Lori scowled and growled under her breath as she turned to walk across the street. For a brief moment she hesitated, and thought seriously about returning to the boy behind the gym. She looked that way, but her common sense told her it was a very bad idea.
She could always find him again. And if she was any judge of manhood, that was one young man who would certain find her again. He wasn't going to let her go completely out of his life. Not yet. Not while a couple of bucks might still buy him a good five minutes worth of feeling a fresh, young, untried twat. A willing one at that.
Lori crossed the street, but instead of going straight home, she walked down to the department store. She knew exactly what she wanted.
Black stockings.
Real stockings.
And five dollars was more than enough to get some. Maybe she'd have enough left over to buy a black garter belt, too. The thought of wearing stockings and a garter belt sent chills through the youngster's body. God, what would her mother and father think of her if they knew she was even thinking such vile thoughts?
But Lori didn't care what they'd think of her. She had to have those things. Feel those forbidden things on her young growing body.
And now she had the money to do it. It was her first taste of real independence.
She liked the feeling, very much.
It was a feeling she knew she'd have to cultivate.
Buying the stockings had proven to be no problem at ail. The salesgirl was young and couldn't have cared less who bought what at her counter. Lori walked quickly home, the thin bag slipped between her school books.
Once inside her house, she had hesitated for only a split second, seeing the living room full of parents and brothers and sisters. But she'd gone over it a dozen times on the walk home. Just say hello to everyone, then cross the room, go up the stairs, like you always do, and walk down the hall to your bedroom. Simple.
Only Toni, two years older than Lori, had given the girl a queer little look out of the corner of her eyes. Lori knew instantly that Toni suspected something was going on with her, but she trusted Toni to come and ask her about it, before she pointed anything out to their parents.
Toni was much the same kind of rebel Lori was. They shared a number of secrets, any one of which would have horrified and disgusted their mother and father.
But now Lori was lying on her bed alone. She was naked from her trim little waist up. Her fingers tormented her hard nipples, making them glow with a painful-pleasure.
The black stockings lay on the bed beside her.
With a sigh of frustration, elation, joy, delight ... a strange mixture of emotions the little girl had only begun to explore ... Lori let her hands fall away from her nipples.
They stayed erect, hard, like two tiny pebbles glued to her chest.
Her breathing was ragged, shallow, rapid.
She had passed the point of no return.
She knew she was going to have to bring herself off or else she'd never be able to get to sleep tonight or even study this evening after supper.
Without sitting up on her bed, she lowered both hands to the belt on her skirt. Her fingers worked the belt open, and she lifted her ass and lower back up off the bed, slipped the strap of the belt out of the loops around the waist of her skirt.
The skirt loosened, rested softly over her tummy and thighs.
Lori let the belt drop over the edge of her bed, then moved her hands down to her waist again. There, she fingered open the tiny button at the side of the skirt. Her zipper always gave her trouble, on this particular skirt. She crossed her arm over her tummy and using both hands finally got the zipper all the way down.
She slipped her palms under the waistband of her skirt, hooked her thumbs over it, and shoved downward. At the same time, she lifted up, arched her back and thighs off the bed, and pushed the limp material down over her knees. Once that was done she lifted her knees high and let the skirt fall to her feet up against her ass cheeks.
Still arched off the bed, she pulled the skirt out from under her body and dropped it over the side of her bed.
Her panties were next. She took great pleasure in sliding her panties down her legs. She always wore panties a bit too tightly, pulled as tight as possible up between her legs. She liked to feel the tightness against her pussy mound. Sometimes, sinfully, little Lori would even work the crotch of her panties between her cunny lips and pull them even tighter, higher, so the panties would bite into her clit button and give her a belly-twisting fluttery feeling ail day long.
It felt great, when she wore her panties like that. She had learned that little trick from Toni, one night almost a month ago.
Toni was two years older and just as pretty as Lori. Her body was much more developed than her little sister's. Young Toni's breasts were nice and big and round, riding high on her chest and filling out her bra in the most sexy way. Boy's were always smiling at Toni, waving at her, grinning at her. Lori was a little bit jealous of her older, more developed sister, but she still loved her very much.
They were as close as sisters could be.
One day a month or so ago, Lori and Toni had been talking quietly in Lori's bedroom, discussing boys and bodies and that most mysterious of all subjects, sex.
Both little girls were very excited by their talk. Lori could plainly see Toni's nipples were swollen inside her bra and blouse because they were poking out the tight silky material like two little hot rubber nubs.
Lori could feel her own blood racing through her veins, hot and thick. Her tummy was kind of quivery, too. And there was a very strange sensation down between her legs, up inside her cunny hole.
Toni must have sensed Lori's feelings, because suddenly she grabbed her sister's arm and began giggling.
"Lori," she whispered, looking back at the door of the bedroom. "Do you want to know my most secret, secret?"
Lori's eyes widened and she leaned closer to her sister.
"Yes!"
Toni turned back to the younger girl, excitement sparkling in her pretty eyes.
"Okay, but you have to promise you'll never tell anybody."
"I promise!"
Toni sucked on her lips for a moment, then scooted around on Lori's bed. She placed her body in the center of the bed, straightened both legs out hi front of her. She rested back on her elbows.
"Look," she said, her voice trembling with excitement.
And she reached down and pulled up the hem of her skirt, slowly exposing her slender thighs, lifting the skirt material higher and higher along her legs until Lori could see Toni's puffy young cunt mound, Lori gasped at what she saw.
Toni's panties were twisted into a tight wet cord of silk and pulled tightly into the virgin slit of her downy snatch.
"Toni!" Lori cried, wondering. She couldn't imagine why Toni's panties were twisted like that. But her tummy tightened into a hard knot as she stared in awe at her older sister's beautiful cunt.
"Shhh!" Toni cautioned, glancing again toward the door. She spread her legs apart to give Lori a better view of her cunny hole, and the unusual way she was wearing her pretty panties.
"Does it hurt?" Lori asked.
Toni giggled again.
"No, silly! It feels great! I do this all the time now. When you twist your panties like this, then pull them up inside you, the panties rub against your clitty button ... you know what your clitty is, Lori?"
Lori blushed, shrugged slightly. She thought she knew. But to be honest, she wasn't all that sure.
"Oh, Lori, honey," Toni said sympathetically. "It's okay. I didn't know until just last year, myself. But I knew there was this wonderful spot down there that felt just fantastic if I rubbed it. You know what spot I mean, honey?"
Lori blushed brighter red, but nodded, a slight smile on her sweet lips.
"Well." Toni went on. "I got in a hurry to get ready for school one day, and I had to put on a pair of panties which were still a bit wet from the washing. The crotch part got twisted and I just pulled them up tight, like I always do, and suddenly the twisty crotch part slipped right up inside me. I didn't know it until I tugged again on the panties, and then the material rubbed right over my clitty button. Wow! I'm telling you, Lori, I never felt such a wonderful thing in my life. I wear my panties like this every day, now."
"It feels good?" Lori asked, frowning a little.
"Oh, yes! The best!"
"It doesn't hurt?"
"Nope!"
Lori looked closer at the down-covered mound of Toni's virgin twat. It was absolutely the most beautiful thing Lori had ever seen. Her own cunny was hairless. How she longed to have a pretty little patch of soft curly hair, just like Toni had.
And those panties looked ... well ... odd. They were obviously soaked through, and the smell that arose from between Toni's slightly parted thighs was the powerful fragrance of pussy juice, not piss.
Lori gulped, wet her lips with a single sweep of her pointy little tongue.
"You think I should try it, Toni?" she asked hesitantly.
Toni grinned broadly and nodded eagerly.
"Of course, silly!" she chuckled. "Why do you think I told you about it?"
Lori looked into her sister's eyes.
Toni smiled back, then reached out and cupped Lori's warm soft cheek, very tenderly.
"Oh, Lori," she said gently. "Look at the front of your blouse, honey."
Lori lowered her eyes, pulled her head back. She blushed again. Her nipples were hard and big, sticking out into the soft material of her blouse in the most obvious way. The flesh of her nipples was dark, and her blouse was white. The hardened little nubs of tit-flesh were clearly visible to Toni's happy eyes.
"Don't be ashamed, honey. It's just the Way things are. We're girls, and girls have really sensitive nipples. And girls have really REALLY sensitive clitty buttons. I know how horny you must be, Lori. I know I was feeling very funny for such a long, long time, and I didn't know what to do about it. But now I do, and I'm showing you."
Lori seemed to be sweating. She felt very hot. Her whole body seemed to be trembling. She was having a hard time taking a deep breath, and her heart hammered violently in her chest.
But her nipples only swelled larger, harder.
"Try it," Toni suggested, patting Lori's thigh through her short school skirt.
"How?" Lori asked, a little bit afraid to simply lift up her skirt and twist her panties into a narrow cord. It seemed so gross.
"Lie back, honey. Let me show you how."
With a huge sigh, Lori let her sister help her stretch out on her back.
"Spread your legs, you little goose. I have to get up under your skirt."
Lori raised one arm across her forehead. She closed her eyes. Her body felt as though it was floating, far away, on a warm cloud.
"Oh!" Toni said. She had lifted the hem of her sister's skirt up over the girl's belly, exposed her panties. As she worked her fingers under the leg holes of Lori's panties, she exclaimed. She hadn't realized that her young sister's pussy was so completely devoid of hair. The feeling of silky soft cunt flesh thrilled Toni.
"You're so smooth, Lori. You feel wonderful!"
Lori groaned in reply, shifted her body under her sister's touching fingertips.
Toni gulped, her eyes locked to Lori's young twat. Her fingers shook as she took hold of the material of the girl's panties and crushed it, twisted it, pulled it into a narrow cord of material that would fit nicely between a girl's tight, firm pussy lips.
Toni felt her own pussy flowing with lubrication as she gently parted Lori's cunny lips with her fingertips, and slipped the corded panties between them, snugging the material firmly up against the swollen little nubbin of Lori's clitty.
Lori jerked hard on the bed. Her legs jumped. She clamped both thighs tightly together for an instant, trapping Toni's hand into her crotch. But just as quickly, she threw her long slim legs wide apart, lifted her ass off the bed.
"Oh, my golly!" Lori cried, her fingers clawing the air.
"Feels great, doesn't it!" Toni said, her voice filled with delight.
"Oh, gosh, yes!"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the bedroom door.
"Lori? Toni? Are you girls in there?"
Toni quickly flipped her sister's skirt back down over her pussy, and whirled around on the bed. She appeared to have been sitting there casually like that since the world began.
"Yeah, Mom," Lori called back. "Come on in."
The door opened, and the girls' mother peeked into the room. She told them it was time for supper. She left, smiling and totally unaware that under their little skirts both of her daughters were wearing their panties in a definitely unacceptable manner.
Several times since that day, Toni and Lori had gotten together and played little games with each other, experimenting with their bodies and their feelings. Toni was utterly thrilled by her sister's hairless state, and Lori loved the sleek feel of her sister's downy cunny hair. Things between the sisters had gotten hotter and hotter, until, a week ago, they had actually made love. It had been hot and wet and wild for both of them, with Toni playing a mostly dominant role over her younger sister.
Toni was satisfied she'd set her younger sister on the right path.
So was Lori.
She lay now on her bed, naked except for her shoes and socks. She sat up, threw her legs over the edge of her bed, then bent far over to unbuckle her black patent leather shoes. They slipped from her delicate feet easily, and she quickly rolled her socks down her ankles and off her wiggling toes.
She stood up, her heart beating rapidly.
She looked at the nylons, lying so innocently on her bed.
Black stockings.
Lori was naked. She raised both her arms high over her head. She went up on her tiptoes in a full stretch, her muscles taut. She sighed as she sank back down to her heels. She was trying to draw out the final moment, the moment when she would actually begin putting on her brand new black stockings.
Little Lori had never been quite so fully aware of her body as she was at this moment. She shivered as she thought again about that boy behind the gym, and the feel of his hands on her body. She smiled as she recalled that moment when she felt Toni's touch against her hairless cunt mound. She felt a warm wave of joy and pleasure sweep over her as she thought about seeing that boy again, and playing again with her own beautiful sister.
But now it was time to put on her new stockings.
Lori sat down on the edge of her bed and picked up the first nylon. She felt it. She bent forward, her whole being attuned to the feeling of the sleek nylon material. She rolled the stocking into a tight doughnut, then pointed her tiny toes into the center of the black material. She drew the stocking up over her foot, wiggling her toes. She slowly unrolled the stocking up over her calf. She smoothed the material, straightened it on her foot and calf. Then she unrolled the stocking all the rest of the way up over her knee and thigh, pulling it snug and high. With both hands, she leaned forward, smoothed the opaque nylon on her lovely leg.
"My God," Lori whispered to herself. She was delighted with the appearance of her leg in the stocking. It was stunningly beautiful.
Now she really wished she'd been able to buy a black garter belt, too. But that would be next on her list. She grinned to herself, knowing exactly the young man who would give her the money, too. And all she'd have to do was let him feel her precious young cunny ... something she wanted him to do, whether he paid for it or not!
She picked up the other stocking. She wadded it into a doughnut again. She slipped it over her toes, and drew it gently, lovingly, up her leg, tugged it tight on her thigh. She smoothed it down her leg. She stretched both legs out in front of her, pressed them close together, spread them slightly apart. She posed her legs, feeling the tightness of the nylon hugging her flesh in the most delightfully sinful way.
Her beautiful black stockings.
She hopped off the bed. Suddenly, with a sharp little cry of pure innocent, Lori began prancing and whirling and dancing all about her bedroom, humming and purring happily to herself.
At last!
At last, she was wearing real stockings.
Little Lori had never in her life felt more like a real, grown-up woman.
CHAPTER 2
"Lori?"
It was Toni. Lori grinned to herself. She'd wondered how long Toni would be able to wait downstairs, knowing that Lori had something secret going on up here.
"Lori, honey? It's Toni."
Lori swooped over to the bedroom door and clicked the lock open. She pulled the door wide.
Toni gasped.
"Lori! You're naked, for God's sake! Get back inside!" she shrieked, stifling the loudness of her cry behind both hands cupped over her mouth. She threw both hands outward, shoving Lori back into her bedroom. Toni stepped quickly inside, pushed the door shut with the back of her foot, then whirled around and snapped the lock shut.
She leaped over to her little sister, brought her lips close to her ear, and whispered.
"Daddy was coming up the stairs right behind me, you dumb cluck!"
Lori gasped. She rushed over to the door, pressed her ear tightly against it. She listened hard.
She heard her daddy's footsteps walking heavily by, just outside her door. He walked down the hall, ignoring her bedroom entirely.
"Whew!" Lori sighed, She turned back Into her room, facing Toni.
Toni was staring openly at her sister. Her head was slowly shaking from side to side in astonishment.
"Golly! "she said.
Lori was pleased with Toni's reaction. She did a short little twirl of delight, showing off her new stockings in all their glory.
"God, you look marvelous! Toni complimented her sister.
"Thank you," Lori said, bowing slightly. She stood upright then, and let Toni look her over from head to toe. It had been a long time since they'd played with each other. Lori sensed Toni's interest in her body, and wanted the girl to be as fully satisfied as she was herself.
"Black stockings! How lovely they look on your legs, Lori. May I touch them?"
Lori's heart skipped a beat.
"Sure!" she giggled. Her body responded instantly to the idea of feeling her sister's loving hands again.
Toni moved close. Lori lifted one leg up on the bed, pressed her heel into the mattress. Her leg was straight. Toni reached out and touched Lori's thigh, placing her palm flat against the material of the stockings.
The nylon felt smooth and slippery, slightly moist, silky. And warm. Warmed by Lori's body heat. Toni felt her blood begin to race. Her heart thudded hard in her chest. She took a deep breath, then moved her palm upward, stroking the nylon to the very top of the stocking. She felt the soft smooth flesh of Lori's thigh just above the nylon of the stocking. It was a wonderful feeling. She stroked her hand back down along the stocking-clad leg to her sister's knee, feeling the strong muscles quivering just beneath the skin.
"God, Lori, you have the most beautiful legs in the world," Toni said, meaning every word.
"Oh, Toni!" Lori gasped. Suddenly, she stepped her leg back to the floor and threw both arms around her sister's shoulders, hugged her tightly. Her nipples sprang into hard life, and drilled into the soft mounds of her sister's full young virgin breasts.
And in a brief sharp cry of joy, Toni gave Lori a lung crushing bear-hug, locking her arms about the young girl's bare back and pulling her as tightly against her body as she could.
Lori felt herself being forced backward. She let it happen. Toni pushed her backward until the backs of her knees butted against the edge of her bed. Lori sank down onto the bed easily, not fighting, not protesting.
Toni came down with her, crawling up over her, lifting and hauling on her arms until she had her centered on the bed, and both girls were giggling and chuckling and tickling each other in the lusty throes of childish playfulness.
The playing quickly grew serious, though, and suddenly Toni mashed her full firm lips down hard against Lori's thin moist lips, her hot wet tongue darting lightly out, thrusting again and again against the younger girl's mouth.
Lori moaned loudly, deep in her throat, and let her lips part. Toni's tongue thrust deep into her sister's hot mouth, wagging all about, pressing into her tongue, stroking the backs of her clean straight teeth.
It was a hot and horny kiss between two young and innocent virgins. They gave not the slightest thought to their being sisters. The word incest never crossed their minds. All they knew was that what they were doing was pleasant and exciting and beautiful.
Toni broke the kiss briefly, lifted her face away from her sister's glowing face.
"I love you, Sis," she whispered.
Lori smiled and nodded.
"I love you, too, Sis."
Toni drove her mouth down onto Lori's mouth again, this time sucking at her succulent young lips until Lori thrust her tongue out, and Toni sucked the hot wet flesh into her own mouth.
Lori clawed at Toni's blouse, her hands rushing up and down the girl's strong back, hugging her, stroking her, feeling the play of muscles under her flesh as she worked her body into a frenzy of lust.
Toni lifted a knee, bent her leg, drove her knee up between Lori's thighs. Lori responded, spreading her long legs as wide as she could. She groaned in pleasure as she felt her sister's thigh against hers, felt her sister's bony knee pushing hard against her naked hairless little twat mound.
Lori pumped her cunny against Toni's hard knee, then closed her legs around the older girl's thigh. She clamped her legs tightly, locking her ankles, and began humping her pussy mound against the unyielding bone and flesh of her sister's knee.
Toni could feel her knee getting wet and slippery with Lori's lubrication juices, She knew what the younger girl was feeling, the wonderful glowing sensation as her clit rode harder and harder, faster and faster, against her knee.
Toni broke the hard sucking kiss again, panting hard for air. She grunted as she tried to grind her knee harder into her sister's cunny hole, tried to fuck her whole knee up into the young girl's snatch hole, like an incredibly fat cock.
Lori was grunting as she humped her body up and down on the bed.
"Oh, Toni! Mm-h! Oh! Baby! My clitty is on fire, Toni! I'm burning up, honey! Help me! Uh! Oooo! Help me, Toni!"
Toni was getting hotter, too.
Her clothing suddenly felt sticky and tight and very, very uncomfortable.
"Lori! Are you going to come soon? Can you feel it coming, honey?"
"Oh! Yeah! Pretty soon, Toni!" she gasped in a whisper husky with lust.
Her body was twitching against Toni's knee.
Toni lifted up until she could press both palms against Lori's bare chest. The girl was wet with sweat, her skin hot and slippery. Toni worked Lori's hardened little nipple buds between her thumbs and forefingers and began twisting the smooth nubbins, pulling on them, pinching them.
Lori moaned loudly when Toni began toying with her nipples. It drove her wild with pleasure. The hard jolts of lust flashed deep into her chest, twisted her belly muscles, bloated her clit into a hard hot button of pure pleasure.
She began writhing under her sister's body. Toni pinched harder, twisted the flesh further. Lori whimpered loudly in pain. The pain mingled quickly with the gut-churning pleasure in her pussy, and Lori suddenly and violently came.
"Jesus! I'm coming! Oh, dear God, it's so fucking good! Toni!" she gasped. "Toni! Oh! I'm coming!"
Toni clawed at the child's nipples, keeping her climax high and hard and violent. Lori's young body jumped and bounced beneath her sister, humping the other girl's knee in a wild frenzy of virgin lust.
Lori's belly tightened, and she arched upward, then flopped like a fish out of water back down to the mattress, her upper body leaping and thrashing wildly, her legs dancing and jerking madly.
It was a good come, a hard one.
In all their innocence, both little girls enjoyed their coming with their whole bodies, their whole souls. It was only harmless pleasure to them, nothing serious, nothing bad, nothing dangerous, and certainly nothing at all wrong.
It was pure and simple pleasure.
Toni enjoyed watching and helping her sister to reach this wonderful state, this hard violent climax.
Lori thrust and humped her cunny against her sister's knee, smearing it all over with the flowing hot sticky fluid from her gushing twat hole.
She arched high once more, then fell back, her chest rising and falling in rapid shallow gasps. Her arms flopped limply out from her shoulders. She was drenched in her own sweet sweat, utterly exhausted.
Her tummy quivered, and her ass jerked one last time, and then she was still.
Toni looked down at her pretty sister. She Sifted her hands away from Lori's still swollen nipples.
Lori sighed deeply, stretched both arms high above her head.
Toni ground her knee gently into the moist nest of little Lori's hot wet snatch mound.
Lori twitched as the pressure against her clit sent a final shiver of pleasure deep into her tummy.
She looked up into her sister's glittering eyes.
"Mmm," she purred quietly, a pretty smile on her lips.
Toni winked.
Lori groaned and stretched again, then spread her legs wide so that Toni could pull her wet knee away from her twat.
Toni slowly sank down beside her sister, stretching out full length on the bed.
"Good?" she asked.
"Fantastic, Toni," Lori said.
The two young girls rested side by side for a long time, relaxing and enjoying the afterglow of Lori's hard climax. Toni turned onto her side, lifted up on one elbow so she could look her younger sister over. Hot fucking pussy, those black stockings really did something for Lori's legs. Not that her legs weren't damned sexy without those stockings. They sure were. But the stark blackness of the opaque nylon seemed to add something ... totally sexy ... to Lori's legs.
Toni decided to get a pair of stockings like those for herself. Then it struck her. Where the hell did Lori get the money to buy stockings? Surely, not from their parents. Mom and dad would have had a fit if they even suspected Lori had regular stockings, let alone such evil things as these!
Such thoughts set Toni to wondering why her mother and father would consider black stockings to be evil in the first place. Toni was beginning to find many things in the real world that just didn't seem to match her parents portrayal of them as bad, awful, vile, evil, or worse, sinful. It baffled the young girl. How could her parents have gotten such wrong ideas about the way things were? Stockings weren't bad, they were delightful. Look at Lori, after all. Lovely! Exciting! Beautiful!
And it was getting to be the same way with everything else the two young girls encountered.
Their mom and dad were just plain wrong.
But there was no way in hell that either girl was about to tell them that!
Live and let live.
Toni's thoughts returned to her lovely young sister, and her stunning stockings.
Where had Lori gotten the money to pay for them?
Toni reached out and laid a casual arm across her little sister's bare tummy, her fingertips lightly teasing the smaller girl's belly button.
Lori's belly quivered at the light touch.
She started to giggle and twist away, but she glanced at her sister's face, and saw the questioning furrow of her brows.
"What's the matter, Toni?"
"Oh, nothing, honey. I was just wondering ... "
Her eyes glanced down to the stockings, and Lori saw it.
"My stockings? Oh, I see," she said. "How did I get enough money to pay for them?"
Toni gave a cute little shrug.
"Well, I was just wondering, you know," she admitted.
Lori grinned and nodded.
"If I tell you, you'll think I'm a naughty girl."
"No, I won't, silly," Tony said. She traced her fingertips lower on her sister's delectable young body, until she could comfortably cup the warm moist come-smeared hairless mound of her naked cunt.
Lori shifted, purring. She spread her legs wider, lifted her ass a bit so that her pussy filled her sister's gently cupping kneading palm.
"Mmmm, I like it when you touch me like that, Toni."
"Good. I like it, too. We'll have to do it more often, from now on."
"I'd like that."
"Me, too, honey. But weren't you going to tell me about the money?"
"Oh, yeah, I guess I was," Lori said with a sly grin. She folded her arms up high, locking her fingers together under the back of her neck.
"Well," she said, "I got it from a boy. An older boy. A boy who wanted to feel me, just like you're doing ... "
Toni's hand stopped moving, and she sat up higher, looking down into her sister's face.
"What! You let a boy touch you down there? For MONEY?"
Lori grinned.
"No, dummy. But he wanted to. I let him feel my nipples. But I've been thinking about letting him do it. Down there."
Toni relaxed a little, but kept the frown on her face.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Oh, yes I would, Toni!" Lori said gaily. "It was kind of fun ... kind of thrilling ... you know?"
Toni blushed.
Lori's eyes widened.
"You do know!! Why, you're a naughty girl, too!" Lori said, stunned by the sudden revelation that her own sister had done something similar to what she'd done.
Toni's face grew redder.
Lori squirmed, got her body twisted onto her side. She pushed at her sister's shoulder until Toni laid herself out on her back. Lori got up on her knees beside the girl.
"Tell me, Toni. Come on, now. I told you ... "
Toni's blush faded slightly, and she could once more look her sister in the eyes.
"First," Toni said, "tell me how much he paid you."
"Five dollars."
"Shit."
Lori's hand flew up to her mouth.
"What did you get?"
Toni made a grimace.
"Three dollars and fifteen cents."
"What? What kind of a price is that?"
"It was all he had."
"Who was it?"
Toni searched Lori's eyes for a brief moment, deciding whether or not to tell her who the boy had been.
"Jack Finchly."
Lori gasped.
"Jack!? He's the handsomest boy in the whole school! Toni! You made him pay! I know a hundred girls who'd give it away, if he wanted to feel them!"
Toni wrinkled her nose.
"Well, I'm not one of them, let me tell you."
"You don't think Jack's handsome?"
"He's okay."
"God! Okay? He's out of this world!"
Toni sighed.
"He's okay. He's a bit on the stupid side, though, don't you think?"
Lori grinned.
"So what? I'd sure like to get a look at his ... cock!"
Toni blushed brighter than ever, her face turning beet red.
Lori almost gagged.
"Oh Jesus, Toni! Don't tell me you've seen Jack's cock!"
Toni tightened her lips, but she couldn't hold back her smile. The smile broadened quickly into a huge grin. She nodded firmly.
"I sure have," she said.
Shaking her head, Lori sat back, folded her legs under her, got very comfortable.
"I think you have a story here I'd like to listen to, Toni."
Toni shrugged slightly, still grinning.
"You have a story I'd like to hear, too," she said.
"Mine's very simple," Lori said, and within a very few moments she'd told all there was to tell about the little incident behind the school gym.
"Now it's your turn, Toni," she said at last.
Toni took a deep breath, licked her sexy lips, and then launched into her story ...
"Toni! Come here, quick!" Donna whispered urgently, waving her hands.
Toni sauntered over, her bare feet slapping against the wet floor of the bathhouse. She was wearing a bikini bathing suit, and a towel was slung casually around her shoulders.
"What is it, Donna?" she said.
Donna slapped a palm over her mouth, her eyes wide and bright, and with her other hand she grabbed Toni's arm and pulled her inside the tiny changing room.
"Shhh!" she cautioned. She led Toni to the inside wall and pointed. There, about three feet from the floor, was a tiny hole.
Toni made a face. "Oh, for gosh sakes, Donna, who are you spying on now?" she said, annoyed at such childish games. She'd seen all the naked little pussies she ever wanted to see. Except for her sister's. She wanted to get out into that water.
"Let's go," Toni said, turning back toward the door of the little room.
"Wait!" Donna whispered. She bent over and peered through the hole. Toni noticed how nice and round the girl's ass was, bent over like that. Without taking her eye from the hole, Donna reached back and found Toni's thigh, gripped it and tried to bring the girl toward her.
"Hey!" Toni whispered, but she let herself be drawn to the wall. The sooner she got this over with, the sooner they could get down onto the beach.
"Look!" Donna gasped, clawing at Toni's bathing suit, trying to make her bend down. Together, the two girls alternated peering through the hole.
At the first glimpse of the young man on the other side of the wall, Toni's heart leaped to her throat. Jesus! That was Jack Finchly. And he was just pushing down his pants!
Toni stared, thrilled, as the young man stepped out of his tight jeans, folded them neatly and laid them in the wire basket with his shirt, shoes, and socks.
Her heart hammered harder as she watched him hook his thumbs in the waist of his underpants. In one sure swift motion, Jack skinned the underwear down his powerfully built legs, bending over to do so, and offering both little girls a delightful view of his naked ass.
Toni tried to swallow, but found she couldn't. She could barely breathe.
Jack straightened back up, and turned around as he buried his underpants underneath the rest of the clothing in the basket.
His naked young cock was only a few inches from Toni's face. Donna shoved her aside, grinding her cheek against the wooden wall in order to see better.
Toni gave her a brief moment, then shoved back. Reluctantly, Donna waited her turn.
Jack was pulling on his swimming trunks. Toni watched, her blood thick and hot in her veins as the boy's long thick cock vanished behind the red trunks.
She pulled her eye away from the hole. Donna leaped to the hole, then lifted her head away, sighing. She looked at Toni. Toni looked at her. Suddenly both girls burst out of the tiny changing room, their hands cupping their mouths as they shrieked hysterically with laughter.
They ran out of the building and down to the beach, their long strong legs flashing, kicking up the sand.
They waded out into the water up to their waists, then turned and watched Jack come down the beach, totally aware of himself as the center of attention.
"Golly, what ... what a ... " Donna began.
"What a cock!" Toni finished for her.
Again, the two girls looked at each other and burst into gales of happy laughter.
But Toni couldn't hide the just of her hardened nipples.
Jack strode down to the waterline. There, he stood like some powerful young god, his fists shoved into his hips, and surveyed the girls out in the water. He looked for all the world as though he were trying to make up his mind about who he was going to pick to be his goddess ... if only for the day.
His eyes glittered as they fell on Toni. He dropped his gaze immediately to her big breasts. His eyebrows lifted in a quick expression of interest. Toni's nipples poked out even farther, making her own interest very obvious.
Jack walked out into the water, directly toward her. He came up to her, smiled his most devastating smile, and asked her if she'd like a hot dog.
Toni gagged as she fought back an insane shout of laughter at the image of a hot dog dangling where Jack's prick had been hanging in the dressing room. She managed to stifle the laughter, and gave him a pretty smile instead.
"Sure," she said casually.
"Great. Let's go," Jack said, taking her upper arm and leading the young teen out of the water. Toni glanced back toward Donna. Donna was pouting, her lips tightly pursed. Toni shrugged, then turned her full attention toward Jack.
They walked up to the hot dog stand, and Jack ordered two foot-longs and some french fries. They picked out a small round table with an umbrella and sat down.
"I've seen you around school," Jack told Toni, stuffing a good two inches of the hot dog into his mouth and chomping it off.
"Oh?" Toni said, noncommittally.
"Yep," Jack said, around the soggy lump of bread and wiener in his mouth.
Toni smiled in a grimace, and looked away from the grinning boy. A mouthful of half-chewed hot dog wasn't the most romantic thing Toni could imagine. She picked up a small curl of french fry and slipped it daintily between her lips, sucked the salt off it, then quickly chewed and swallowed it.
Jack grinned at her. She smiled back. His shoulders worked as he chomped off another huge bit of the hot dog, then exercised his arms, flapping them like bird wings and grunting and snorting like a pig snuffling into a pile of garbage. And grinning all the while.
Toni watched a piece of wiener slip out over his lower lip and slide down his chin, totally ignored. It dropped to the table.
Toni felt her sexual interest in the boy fading. His body was astonishing in its bronzed perfection. But Toni was a highly intelligent little girl, and she had already begun to notice that she preferred her men, and boys, to have at least a modicum of brains.
Jack, she saw quite clearly, had none whatsoever.
But his handsome young cock, partly stiffened as he shoved it down behind the red of his swimming trunks, still held the young teenager's interest. She'd play around for a little while. It was harmless, and she could walk away anytime she wanted to. And she was getting a free hot dog out of it.
She bit into her own hot dog, tasting the sweet relish.
"How about a date, doll?" Jack asked, wiping the back of his wrist across his chin.
Toni shrugged, took another dainty bite of hot dog.
"Come on. It'll be fun. We can use my old man's van," Jack said, stuffing the last mouthful of hot dog deep into his throat, then slapping his hands together to get rid of the crumbs.
Toni swallowed the well-chewed hot dog in her mouth, then picked up another french fry. She held it by one end, and tapped the other end against her lips.
"And just what do you have in mind that we'd need a van for?" she asked, cocking her head to one side.
Jack grinned broadly. Bread and pink meat chunks were caught in his teeth.
"Whatever comes naturally, doll," he said.
In spite of her distaste for the boy's eating habits, Toni felt a deep twinge of pleasure at the idea of being alone with him on a date especially in a van.
But obviously, Jack didn't know how young Toni was.
Hell, maybe he didn't even know her name.
He was that kind of boy.
"Uh," she said. "You do know who I am, don't you, Jack?"
Jack rubbed his nose.
"I don't know your name, no," he admitted.
"Well, why'd you come up to me, out there in the water?"
Jack shrugged.
"You're good looking," he said simply.
Well, Toni thought, at least he has honesty going for him. If nothing else.
She waited a moment, expecting him to continue, and ask her name. But he began nibbling on the french fries instead.
"Toni," she said.
Jack looked up.
"Toni?" he asked.
Toni sighed.
"My name is Toni," she explained.
"Hi, Toni," Jack said with a grin. He thrust out his hand. Toni shook her head, but grinned and took the boy's hand. They shook.
"How about a date, Toni?"
"Do you know how old I am, Jack?" Toni said, as though to a very little boy who was a bit on the slow side.
Jack shook his head, "Sixteen?" he guessed.
Toni licked her lips. Well, that was a nice surprise. He thought she was sixteen years old. Obviously, Jack didn't look at a girl any farther than her tits. Big tits meant older girl. Simple.
She hesitated. If she told him she was really only thirteen, he might get scared off. And Toni wasn't sure, just yet, that she didn't want to take him up on that date. It might be a nice experience.
He was, after all, an older boy. Seventeen. And he was quite handsome. And he did have that rather interesting cock. Toni felt her tummy give a hard little twist.
"Almost," she lied.
"How about it?"
"When?"
"Tonight."
"Fine."
"Great!" Jack said. He dumped the little bag of french fries upside down, emptied the tiny broken fragments of crisp potato into his palm, then tossed them all into his mouth.
"I'll pick you up at seven," he mumbled.
"No. I'll meet you."
"Okay. Where?"
"Up at the gate to the beach," Toni said. "I live nearby."
Jack grinned, nodding.
"Don't want your mommy and daddy knowing you're going out with me, eh?"
Toni tightened her lips for a second.
She sighed.
"Something like that," she said.
CHAPTER 3
Lori was disappointed in her sister's story.
"Oh, Toni," she complained. "I thought you meant you really saw Jack's cock."
"I did."
"I mean, saw it. Like in, got right down there and saw it, up close."
"Well, hell, Lori! It was only a few inches from my face, for gosh sakes. What do you want?"
Lori made a face.
"I don't know. I guess I thought you meant you saw it, well, more in person than just through a hole in the wall."
Toni sighed.
"Well, I saw it, and that's all that counts."
Lori rolled over onto her bare back, scratched the softened nubbin of her nipple with the very tip of her fingernail.
"I guess so," she said. She looked at Toni. "Did you keep your date with him?"
"Kind of, "Toni said ...
Getting out of the house had been the hard part. Toni had finally, after more than an hour of talking, convinced her mother that all she was going to do was go down to a beach party with her girl friends, and that she'd be home by ten o'clock.
"Nine o'clock."
"Oh, Mom!" Toni whined. But she relented. Better two hours than none, she figured.
She was excited. She took a hot shower, then dressed herself in a skirt and blouse that set off her legs and breasts to best advantage.
She slipped out the back door, before her parents had a chance to inspect her clothes, and walked rapidly down to the beach, only a couple of blocks away.
She stood in the shadows across the street from the entrance to the beach area. She could see the small fires around which several groups of boys and girls were enjoying the early evening.
She waited impatiently for Jack to show.
What would happen? Would he try to feel her up? Of course he would, Toni told herself, That was the only reason he'd asked her to go out with him. In his van.
And that was the reason she'd accepted.
But now, standing in the shadows, Tom was having second thoughts. Jack hadn't been the slightest bit concerned about getting to know her name. He didn't really care how old she was, as long as she had her nice big breasts, and would let him feel them.
Toni squirmed. Her pussy felt nice and wet and slippery. She rubbed her thighs together. Would he try to feel her down there?
Toni turned and looked back up the street toward her house. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Jack was an older boy. Much older. What if he took her someplace, and tried to do more than just feel her? What if he tried to ... fuck her? What if he ... raped her?
The untried girl shivered even in the warm air of the evening.
She squeezed her legs together tightly, hugged her arms across her breasts.
She was excited, but she was getting scared, too.
She was confused.
She wanted to go with Jack, and let him touch her, feel her, excite her. But she didn't want to get fucked. Not yet. Not at thirteen. And surely not by a dummy like Jack.
Felt was one thing. Fucked was quite another.
The van swept around the corner and squealed to a jerky stop right in front of the gate to the beach.
Toni's heart leapt.
"Oh, gosh," she whispered, suddenly unable to make a decision. She leaned forward, but her feet wouldn't move.
Jack shut down the engine and hopped out of the truck. He walked around to the gate side, and stood there, looking down toward the water.
Toni knew the boy wasn't the kind to wait very long. If she didn't get over there in a hurry, Jack would probably just walk down to the beach and pick out some other girl.
Toni gulped, took her courage in hand, and stepped into the street. She dashed across to the truck, rounded the back, and walked quickly up to Jack.
"Hi," she said, her voice stronger than she expected. At least, she sounded calm and in control, even if she felt totally lost and flustered and confused.
"Oh, hi," Jack said, glancing over his shoulder at the girl, He seemed a lot less interested in her now than he had this afternoon. Why? Toni felt hurt. She stepped closer to the young man, took his arm, and pressed her breasts tightly against it.
"Ready?" she asked.
"Uh, sure," Jack said distractedly. He was looking down toward the beach. "Hey, listen, kid. Let's just stick around here awhile, okay?"
Toni frowned, but agreed. It took away some of her hesitation in being with this older boy. She looked back at the van, and sighed. So much for adventure.
Jack disengaged his arm from Toni's tight, almost desperate grip. He walked through the gate, and Toni had to step lively to keep up with his long stride. They moved toward one of the tiny flickering fires, far up the beach.
When they got to the fire, Toni finally understood what was on Jack's mind. He must have heard that these girls were going to be here tonight, or maybe he got an invitation to join them. That seemed most likely, considering the greeting he got.
One of the tall lanky girls leaped to her feet and rushed around the fire to Jack, hugging him hard and giggling in his ear. Jack laughed, and threw himself down next to the fire, between two other beautiful women.
Toni stood alone, looking at the group. Only one other boy was present, and he was no boy. He was a man. Jack waved casually to him, and he tossed a can of cold beer back. Jack snapped it open, and took a deep swig.
Toni was being totally ignored. She stepped over behind Jack and sank down to her knees.
"Who's the kid, Jack?"
Jack shrugged. He twisted his head back.
"What did you say your name was, doll?"
"Toni," the teenager said, after clearing her throat. She felt her face grow warm as she blushed, embarrassed to be her-e with all these older kids.
"Nice tits, Toni," the new man said. He patted the sand beside him. "Come on over here. Jack won't mind, will you, Jack?"
Jack grinned and shook his head.
Toni felt her heart fluttering. She gulped. What was going on? She couldn't understand what was happening. Who were all these people? And why did that new guy want her to sit near him?
"I'm okay," Toni said meekly.
The man threw back his head and gave a sharp harsh laugh.
"I bet you are, baby. I just bet you are."
The girls on either side of Jack moved closer to him. Toni gasped when she saw one of them reach down and cup the huge bulge in his pants. The other one simply shifted around and started kissing him.
Jack jerked his head back.
"Hey, I'm drinking, can't you see?" he snarled. The girl looked hurt. Toni knew how she felt.
Jack leaned backward, right against Toni. She thought for a moment that he was going to prefer her to these other two girls. She smiled a little, and put her hands on his shoulders, hugging him back against her.
Jack guzzled the beer, sucking and slurping it out of the can. He tossed the can aside. Toni moved her arms around and hugged the boy across his big chest, grinding her breasts into his back.
"Yeah," Jack said, reaching up and patting Toni's hands.
"You got the idea, doll."
Toni lowered her cheek to the back of the young man's head, stroked her soft flesh against his greasy hair. She kept her eyes on the girl's hand massaging Jack's cock. Take it out of his pants, she thought. She longed to see his prick naked again, and hard and big and ready to fuck.
"Hey, Jack," the other man said. "Let's see some action, huh?"
Jack snorted.
"Sure, Mac."
Toni gasped when the boy in her arms suddenly threw himself backward, driving her body back and under his, at the same time he twisted, heaving himself down on top of her.
"Oh!" she cried out, and the rest of the people around the fire laughed and giggled.
Jack climbed up over her body until his mouth was only inches from hers. She could smell the heavy odor of the beer he'd just finished off. It stank. She grunted when his mouth slammed down against hers, and his tongue poked insistently against her tightly pursed lips. Jack nipped at her lower lip. Toni whimpered at the sharp pain, and let her lips part, taking the huge wiggling mass of the boy's hot wet sloppy tongue deep into her mouth.
She almost gagged on the strong taste of beer. Jack was thrusting his tongue in and out of her mouth in a rhythm just like a cock fucking a cunt.
Toni could feel her chest caving in under the boy's heavy weight. He was kissing her hard, grinding his whole body down on top of her, crushing the air from her lungs.
She groaned, tried to twist her face away, break the searching kiss. But then, Jack lifted up off her body a little bit, and Toni felt his hand against her breast, cupping and gripping the lush young mass of teenage tit-flesh through her tight blouse.
Toni fought to get out from under his body, but Jack was far too strong for her. And then she felt hands on her ankles. The two girls were pulling her legs apart, spreading them wide.
Jack's hand stroked down Toni's side, squeezing her all the way. She began fighting like a demon, groaning and crying. Jack kept his tongue thrust deep into the girl's throat, his lips tightly plastered over hers, effectively gagging her. She could only moan weakly.
She jerked as she felt his hand slip under the hem of her skirt, and begin sliding up over the bare flesh of her thigh. She twisted, twitched, fought harder as the rough huge hand moved up the leg of her panties.
"Get her, boy!"
"Oooo, feel her pussy, Jackie!"
"Put it to her, hon!"
Toni barely heard the words encouraging the boy on top of her to go further. She fought the hands around her ankles. She bounced and bucked wildly under Jack's weight as she felt the hand working under the tight elastic around her leg.
She couldn't break the hard, painful suction of the boy's violent kiss.
She couldn't break the grips around her ankles.
Suddenly, she went limp.
The fight completely left her tender, virgin body.
This was it, she knew She was going to be raped.
RAPED!
The hand at her crotch shoved under the silk of her panties, and suddenly Toni was being cupped and fondled right on her bare young virgin pussy mound!
God!
She felt the fingers clawing at her flesh, one finger trying to find the proper place in the tight clean crease of her young slit.
With a-sudden burst of energy, Toni arched high, bucked Jack almost off her body. The action forced him to break the kiss, and Toni screamed loudly.
A hand clamped down hard over her lips.
She fought violently for a brief moment, then sagged back to the sand, utterly exhausted.
She was finished.
All the fight was gone.
Rape me, she thought vaguely.
Go ahead, you animal. Rape me. Get your kicks by fucking a virgin.
Jack was gasping. His hand cupped the soft moist flesh of Toni's cunt, his fingers toying with the lovely downy hair of her virgin muff.
Toni's heart was hammering violently in her chest. Her ears were ringing with the rush of blood through her veins. She was panting hard for breath.
"If this dumb broad is sixteen, I'll eat her shit," Jack said suddenly "How old is she, Jack?" one of the girls said, suddenly letting go of Toni's ankle.
Toni was too weak now to close her legs.
"I don't know. She told me sixteen this afternoon, but I figured she was a bit older. Trying to act young. Bitch," Jack snarled. He got up off the girl's limp body. He dug into his pants pocket and hauled something out.
"Hold her for a sec," he said. He knelt down beside Toni, lifted the front of her skirt, and pulled the waistband of her panties out away from her trembling tummy. He shoved his fist down inside. He pulled his hand out, and let the elastic snap back against the girl's bare tummy.
"Get out of here, you fucking whore. And don't come back. We got no time for underage jailbait kids like you."
Toni lay there on the sand, whimpering.
"Get up, bitch!"
The two girls hauled her to her feet. Jack gave her a light boot on her ass, and Toni staggered away from the fire. She could hear the boys growling, the girls snickering.
Confused, scared, lost, little Toni wandered, back toward the gate. She realized she couldn't go home looking like this. She pretended to go out the gate, then slipped back inside the beach area. She'd have to take a quick dip, get the sand out of her hair somehow, get herself back in shape ... and then go home.
She walked around behind the bathhouse. There, she quickly slipped out of her skirt and blouse, and stepped under the shower. No need to go into the ocean. This would do better.
She remembered that Jack had stuffed something down inside her panties. She looked. It was money. She pulled it out. Three wadded dollar bills, and fifteen cents in a dime and a nickel.
Toni started to throw the money away, but kept it instead. It would be a reminder that she'd nearly gotten herself in over her head. It could have been much much worse on her. She could have been raped, but good.
Instead, they'd just played with her, felt he up a little. Something had scared them off. Maybe. Or maybe they'd just realized how frightened Toni really was.
It didn't matter, now.
She was safe.
She combed her hair out with her fingers, getting as much of the sand out of her hair as possible. She let the warm air dry her. She dressed.
Then, she waited until nine o'clock.
And walked home.
"Golly!" Lori gasped. "You could have been raped, Toni!"
"Yes."
"I think you better tell somebody about Jack."
Toni shrugged.
"Tell them what? That he kissed me? That he felt me up? What?"
Lori made a face of anger.
"I don't know, but something ought to be done about that fucking creep!"
And as she said the word, both girls gasped. Toni suddenly laughed. Lori giggled.
"He may be fucking, but it won't be me he's fucking," Toni chuckled.
"Me, either," Lori agreed.
The two sisters hugged.
"I sure wish we could find some boys who were nice," Toni said after awhile.
"Yeah. Some guys we could date and have fun with and let touch us without having to go through hell for it."
They both sighed loudly.
Toni seemed to have exhausted herself telling the story. Lori watched as her pretty sister stretched out on the bed and closed her eyes. Toni's breathing was a bit ragged. The story had not only exhausted her, but excited her.
Lori smiled at the sight of Toni's breasts rising and falling so gently and sexily. Her nipples were stiff inside the cups of her bra. Lori reached out and light cupped Toni's young tit.
Toni lifted one hand and rested it over Lori's hand.
"It's my turn, isn't it?" she whispered.
Lori nodded, even though Toni couldn't see it.
"Yes, honey," she whispered back. Her fingers clawed lightly at her sister's nipple, and Toni let her own hand fall away. She rested, catching her breath, while Lori took care of her needs.
Lori's hands caressed her older sister's large breast mounds, her thumbs flicking back and forth over those deliciously huge and swollen nipples, making them as hard as possible.
Toni began purring quietly, deep in her throat, as she felt her sister's stroking loving hands.
Lori slowly unbuttoned the front of Toni's blouse, pushed the loosened material back away from the jutting hemispheres of the young girl's breasts encased in the tight white cups of her bra.
"Oh, Lori," Toni moaned, reaching up with both arms and drawing her younger sister down on top of her, forcing her face down between her breasts.
"Please make me feel good, honey," she murmured, kissing the top of Lori's head.
Lori kissed the bare flesh just above the bra cup holding Toni's right tit. Then she sat upright, looked into the girl's lust-bright eyes.
"I love you so much, Toni," she whispered, a lovely smile on her lips.
Toni smiled back, then closed her eyes.
Both girls worked at stripping the skirt and panties down Toni's long long legs. Lori quickly undid the girl's shoes, pulled them off her delicate feet, then stripped off her knee socks.
"Sit up a minute," Lori said.
Toni obeyed, her eyes still closed. She enjoyed the sensation of letting Lori strip her blouse back down her arms, off her hands. She felt the young fingers at the middle of her back, unhooking the tight thin strap that held her bra on.
The bra loosened, the cups slipped off Toni's large tits. Lori pulled the soft garment off her sister's shoulders, and tossed it down onto the floor, on top of the rest of the girl's discarded clothing.
Toni stretched out on her bare back on the bed, totally naked. Her breasts glistened with a slight sheen of sweat already. Her belly was sucked in tight and firm and flat. Her pussy mound was moist and the deep tight crease between her cunny lips was slowly blooming open, the richly pink inner folds peeping out, glistening wetly, eagerly.
Looking at her sister's naked, oozing young snatch, Lori felt a sharp jab of pleasure stab into her belly. She licked her lips, over and over. She wondered what it would taste like, if she touched those peeping inner folds of virgin pussy flesh with her tongue.
She pursed her lips for a moment, then shrugged as she leaned forward, bending downward over Toni's bare tummy.
No time like the present to find out, she thought.
CHAPTER 4
Toni's tummy muscles twitched as she felt her sister's lips caressing and teasing her belly button. She could feel the girl's warm wet tongue tracing lightly over the smooth flesh lower down on her belly, just above the softly curled muff of her cunny hair.
She shivered in delighted pleasure.
She spread her naked legs wider, giving Lori all the room she'd need to get her face down there, on her cunt.
"Oh, Lori," she moaned, her belly undulating gently under her little sister's loving lips.
"Shhh," Lori murmured against the girl's bare tummy, then rubbed her cheek against that same warm skin, so smooth and velvety soft.
She could smell her sister's excitement. Her nose nuzzled the topmost curls of Toni's soft pussy hair. The girl-child groaned, shifted upward on the bed. She reached down with both hands and dug her fingers into Lori's thick hair, forcing her face lower on her body, until Lori's nose and mouth were rubbing directly against the warm moist blossoming slit of Toni's virginal twat mound.
Lori moaned as the fragrance of lust overpowered her reason. She rolled her face from side to side, stroking both cheeks over the slightly parted cunny lips. As her face rolled, she pursed her lips. She kissed lightly at the pouting softness of Toni's twat, her lips brushing against the wet inner folds that peeped out from the beautiful slit.
Toni's fingers clawed at her sister's hair, pulling it, clutching it in fistfuls. She kneaded her sister's scalp like some happy purring kitten kneading its paws against its master's belly.
"Oooo, honey. Go ahead, Sis. Suck on my pussy," Toni whimpered.
Lori could feel her own twat dripping the warm goo of her lust. She took a deep breath, inhaling the wonderful odor of her sexy sister's young cunt hole. Then, just as though she'd been doing it all her life, she thrust out her tongue and gouged it deep into Toni's hot wet channel, scooped out a tongue full of delicious pussy fluid and sucked it down.
The taste drove Lori wild.
The touch of her sister's hot tongue on her naked cunt sent chills of pleasure coursing through Toni's body. She arched her ass off the mattress, mashed her wet pussy hard against Lori's face and mouth.
"Suck me, Lori," she said, gasping for air. clawing at the bed spread with her fingernails. "Oh, baby sister, suck my clit button for me. Oooo," she wailed, throwing her head far back on the bed and sucking air loudly between clenched teeth.
Lori's tongue lapped at the soft down-covered lips of her sister's cunt. She could taste the strong flavor of Toni's cunny juices, oozing thickly from the tight crease of her virginal twat. Lori worked those deliciously velvety lips apart with the tip of her tongue, then swiped the wide blade of her tongue deep into the slit, wiggling it against her sister's swollen piping clit.
Toni jerked.
"God!" she cried out, her hands driving down to claw into Lori's thick hair. She grunted as she forced her loins higher off the bed, and yanked Lori's head down harder against her naked eager cunt mound.
"Fuck me with your tongue, Lori!" she gasped.
Lori drove her tongue deeper into her sister's hot gushing channel, sucking out the thick warm goo of her love fluids and quickly swallowing it down. She had never tasted anything quite so delicious. She nuzzled her face firmly against the wet sticky mound of Toni's hot box, smearing her cheeks with the creamy juice. Toni's cunt hair was plastered flat against her pussy.
Lori groaned and moaned, whimpered deep in her throat as she sucked and slobbered all over her sister's juicy love nest. The fluid was thick and wonderfully tasty. Lori gobbled the goo down as fast as she could tongue it out of Toni's gushing twat hole.
Toni writhed wildly under sister's eager tongue-job. Her whole body shook. She had never experienced such a thrilling feeling of intense pleasure. She tossed her head madly from side to side, her long hair lashing over her face and bare shoulders and breasts. She was gulping and gasping for air, her breasts heaving up and down in ragged jerks. The big meaty globes of her virginal tits jiggled with every gasp.
Her body began to sweat. A fine sheen of moisture popped out all over her body. Lori tasted the salty moisture as she sucked her sister's cunny groove.
Toni closed her thighs around Lori's head, locking her tightly in place at her undulating crotch. She crossed her ankles and hugged Lori's head and neck hard, squeezing tighter as her emotions threatened to drown her in mindless lust.
Lori snuggled her head deeper into her sister's thighs and hot cunt. Her tongue dove deep into her slit, scooping out more and more lubrication juice. She sucked the soft lips of the girl's downy mound, gnawing lightly on the tender twat flesh with her sharp teeth.
Toni winced as she felt Lori's teeth slicing lightly over her defenseless young pussy lips. She cried out, gagging the sound of her cry back into her throat, as Lori took a harder bite from the very top of Toni's soft warm wet thigh.
Lori loved the taste of flesh. She sucked a huge dark hickey into Toni's thigh, another into the puffy flesh of her left pussy lip, and another into the quivering softness of her flat tummy, just above the top of her wet and matted cunt hair.
Toni was shaking hard.
"Jesus! Oh, fucking shit, honey. Suck me harder!" she begged, rolling her upper body from side to side, her back arched as far back as she could bend it, the top of her head grinding into the mattress under her.
Toni's long legs were actually vibrating as they hugged Lori's head. The soft thighs clenched and unclenched, trembling hard as they spasmed at each new jolt of pleasure which shot into Toni's guts, twisting her very womb into hard knots of lust.
Lori began working directly on her sister's clit. She tongued the nubbing of sensitive flesh, wriggling the tip over the piping little lump of lust-flesh. Toni groaned loudly, threw her arms wide and thrust her ass high.
"Fuck! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she gasped, trying desperately to keep her voice low, so nobody outside the hot bedroom would hear her rutting lust.
Lori caught Toni's clit between her lips and sucked on the succulent nub, tasting it with her tongue as she pulled on the hard button of love.
"Oh! Mmmmmmmmm!" Toni purred.
Lori couldn't talk back. She was too busy with a mouthful of her older sister's teenage clit. She sucked the tasty bump between her teeth and nipped at it very lightly, driving Toni into a tight hard high arch of pure pleasure.
Lori nibbled on Toni's clitty button, gnawing it harder and harder, until the older girl was crying quietly, her body shuddering gently in a combination of pain and pleasure the likes of which she'd never even tried to imagine.
"Suck me off, Lori," Toni pleaded, her words coming in barely audible gasps between sobs of pleasure.
And suddenly, Toni jerked hard. Her cunt ground into Lori's gobbling mouth. Then she was humping and pumping her fuck fluid right down Lori's throat.
"I'm coming!" she whispered loudly, breathing hard and fast in her excitement.
But Lori didn't need to be told her sister was coming. She could feet it, feel it in her mouth. She held her tongue against Toni's pussy like a spoon, and let the juices flood out of the girl's virgin hole and into her mouth. The fluid was thick and warm and gooey and delicious. Lori's nose was buried against the topmost part of this wonderful crease, and all she could smell was the strong fragrance of her sister's gushing pussy juice.
Toni came hard.
Her body shook and shuddered. She jerked violently, fucking her snatch mound into her sister's pretty face, spewing her fuck cream right down Lori's throat.
Lori gulped the precious fluid down as fast as it filled her mouth.
Toni spasmed violently, driving her humping cunt hole in a hot lusty frenzy against her young sister's come-smeared face. Her clit blasted come. Her juices flowed in a molten river into Lori's sucking mouth.
"Uh! Uh! Oh! God! Jesus!" Toni gasped at each new spasm. Her thighs slipped against Lori's head, wet with sweat and smeared with her own come.
Toni's body bounced wildly on the bed. She jumped and jerked as though she was a puppet on a string, her legs leaping, her arms flopping, her head lashing madly from side to side.
The hot juices gushed from her tight virgin slit.
Lori sucked and slurped the gooey stuff from her sister's fuck hole, tonguing it out as it filled the thirteen year old's burning channel.
"Ohhh! Mmmmm! Jesus! Oh! God!" Toni cried, the tears of pleasure flooding out of her tightly shut eyes and rolling down the sides of her face.
Suddenly, she arched high again, grunting and straining hard. She shook violently, her arms wide for balance. Her thighs clutched Lori's neck, hugging her so tightly that the younger girl began to see stars.
Then, just as suddenly, Toni sank back down to the bed. She was completely spent. Her cunt gaped wide open as Lori slowly disengaged her mouth from her sister's cunny hole.
The odor that filled the room was overpowering. Both young girls were totally exhausted. Lori slowly sat up between her sister's wide-spread thighs. She looked down lovingly at the bright pink hole, swollen open into an almost perfect circle, now. The channel dribbled come juice. The Sips and downy hair were coated with a heavy layer of Toni's delicious come.
Toni sighed deeply, raised her arms high above her head as she stretched in pleasure.
She smiled and looked at Lori.
"Oh, Lori," she whispered. "That was the best!"
Lori smiled back, nodded slightly. She licked her lips.
"You taste wonderful, Toni," she said quietly.
Both girls rested for a long moment, looking at each other with loving eyes, adoring each other's wonderfully alive young bodies.
"I'm so glad you're my sister, Lori."
"I'm glad you're mine, too, Toni. I'd hate to be stuck with some prude who didn't like to play around like this."
"It is fun, isn't it?"
"Sure is," Lori said. She sighed, then stretched her naked young body out beside Toni's.
Toni reached down and took her little sister's hand. They squeezed each other's hand tightly.
It felt good to be lying here, naked flesh against naked flesh, sister against sister. The two girls slowly came out of their sexual stupor, and found themselves utterly relaxed and totally happy.
"What are we going to do?" Toni asked suddenly.
Lori looked at her.
"I don't know. About what?"
"Boys. Sex."
Lori grinned broadly.
"Get some!" she laughed.
Toni laughed, too.
"GREAT IDEA' But no more Jack Finchly, please."
Lori sat up against the headboard of her bed.
"No, hot him. Not his kind. And not the boy I got the five dollars from, either."
"Okay," Toni agreed. "But who, then?"
Lori sucked her lips for a long time, looking about her room.
"A man," she said at last.
"A man?"
"Men."
Toni looked at her sister.
"Great," she said with a little shrug. "Men."
Lori rubbed her nipple.
"Sure, it should be easy, Toni. Listen. All we have to do is get dressed up in something really pretty. Something that will ... you know ... show off our charming bodies. And then find some men who want to look at us."
"That sounds easy, all right. And pointless," Toni said. "I mean, we want to be felt, don't we?"
"Yeah," Lori agreed, a cute frown furrowing her eyebrows.
"But we also want to make some money, don't we?"
"Yeah," Ton! said, hesitantly.
"Well, we can work something out that will get us what we want. And be safe for us."
Toni locked her hands under her neck.
"I'm listening," she said with a quiet snort of laughter. Here it came again. Another one of her sister's crazy schemes to get what she wanted. But this time, it sounded interesting.
Lori took another moment to work it out in her mind, then she grinned broadly.
"We'll do it on a bus. One of us will sit in the back seat. You know how we used to watch the senior girls and their boy friends making out back there, on the school bus ... like that. We can go back there, and sit just right, so the men can look up under our skirts ... and maybe we can leave our panties off ... or something like that. And then, once we've got them interested, we can sort of move closer, and they'll try to feel us up, and then we can tell them ... 'Oh, sir! I don't do that ... for free!'" Lori said, her words rushing from her mouth. She finished up giggling hard.
Toni was considering the idea a little more seriously.
"Not bad," she said. "And the other one of us can sit nearby and keep an eye on things so the guys don't get out of hand. Right?"
"Right! What a killer of an idea!"
"Well," Toni admitted. "It might just work. And the best part of it is, we'll be able to pick out our own men. The handsome ones."
"And the wealthy ones!" Lori added with a sharp, sexy laugh.
CHAPTER 5
A little over a week later, on a Saturday morning, while most of the other kids their age were still getting ready to go out to the beach or watching cartoons on television, Lori and Toni were already waiting patiently at the bus stop.
The bus stop was a shed-like building. Three walls were of wood, painted white. The walls were dingy with grime splashed against them by the many buses and the many little boys who frequented the stop.
The third wall was missing, the open portion facing the street. Around the three walls was a low wooden bench.
Lori and Toni were standing. They didn't want to get their lovely dresses dirty by sitting on the muddy benches.
"Scared?" Lori asked, grinning at Toni.
Toni smoothed the front of her pretty skirt.
"Whew," she said, glancing toward her sister. "Yes, a little bit. Are you scared?"
"Yeah. But I'm gonna do it anyway," Lori said, bending forward from her trim waist and peering up the street. The bus should be there any minute.
Since the whole thing had been Lori's idea, the two girls had decided that she would try it first. If it worked out, then Toni would give it a try on the ride back.
Toni felt nervous. She shivered slightly. Her mouth felt dry. Her belly fluttered, as though a hundred butterflies had somehow gotten loose inside her stomach.
But she was as game as Lori was.
Lori was more frightened of doing this than she was letting on to her sister. She had lain awake for the past two nights, figuring and calculating. The chance they were taking was pretty slim, really. After all, they would be together. They would be on a public bus, even though the buses these days weren't exactly overflowing with passengers. They could always shout for help from the driver. It seemed almost foolproof.
Still, Lori felt ... uncertain. Something could go wrong. It would only take a few seconds, if that, for one of their victims to really shove a finger up inside their pussy hole, if they let him get that close. And that was how close they wanted them to get. Close enough to give them a nice feel. Close enough to give them a reasonable amount of money in return for a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
"Oh, my God," Lori whispered, stepping back inside the shed. "Here it comes."
Toni gulped, nodded, crossed her hands over her tummy, and waited. She heard the bus brakes squeal, and suddenly the immense monster slid past the front of the bus stop.
It jerked, then sighed loudly.
The engine purred in a rough, husky, gravelly hum.
The door gushed open.
The bus driver didn't even bother to look out at the two girls. He chewed his gum, looking straight ahead.
Lori and Toni looked at each other.
Lori made a gesture, cocked her head toward the bus. Toni nodded, her eyebrows raised high.
Lori stepped up into the bus. She dropped her f coins into the box, then stepped down the aisle a ways while Toni followed her on.
The two girls walked quickly to the rear of the bus. The back seat was empty. Only three other I people were riding, so far. Two of them were old ladies. The other one was a young woman, very obviously pregnant.
The two sisters pouted at each other.
"No men."
"Damn."
"Might be a long ride."
"Well, all we can do is wait, I guess."
They settled back for a moment as the bus pulled away from the curb. They were both too tense and scared to make simple conversation. They glanced at the passing buildings, their hands working nervously in their laps.
The bus neared the next stop.
Lori grew very excited. She grabbed Toni's arm.
"Look! Two of them"
"Wow!" Toni exclaimed eagerly. "That tall man with the white sideburns sure is handsome."
"Yeah. I hope he's the one who comes back here."
The bus slowed.
"Get up into the other seat, Toni," Lori said, pushing at her sister's shoulder.
"Right. Be careful, honey," Toni said. She leaped out of the back seat and dashed toward the front of the bus. She took the seat just behind the rear door, and turned with her back against the window, so she could keep a casual eye on Lori, and the man she'd be teasing.
The bus stopped.
The doors opened.
Only one of the men got onto the bus. The other waited until he had paid his fare, then said something, waved, and turned away. The tall man with the white sideburns walked slowly down the aisle. He smiled pleasantly at the pregnant lady, and Lori thought for a moment he was going to sit down beside her.
She quickly scooted over to the center of the seat, so her body was visible all the way up the aisle.
She leaned back.
And spread her knees wide apart.
The man was walking right toward her.
She tapped her toes against the floor of the bus, trying to get his attention.
The bus lurched forward away from the curb. The man stumbled and grabbed for one of the seats. As he straightened back up, getting his balance, he caught sight of the little girl in the back seat.
Lori smiled at him.
He gave her a tentative smile back.
But then he slid into a seat, shifted over next to the window, and ignored her.
Lori clamped her knees together and growled low in her throat.
"Meanie," she muttered.
She looked at Toni. The two girls shrugged. Toni nodded toward the man, gesturing that Lori should move to the seat with him.
That might work, Lori thought.
She hopped off the back seat and skipped quickly up the short distance to the man's seat. Toni was sitting behind them, now.
"Hi," Lori said, her voice eager and friendly. She sat down right beside the man, smiling up into his face.
"Uh ... hi, there, yourself, little girl," the man said. He didn't sound particularly annoyed at her intrusion, but he didn't sound overly enthused, either. Lori knew she could quickly change his attitude toward her.
The man gathered his briefcase onto his lap, and shifted closer to the window, as though to avoid the slightest contact with the little girl's body.
Lori moved over, pressed her thigh against his. She squirmed a lot, working her leg against his, pulling her skirt high enough to expose the bare flesh above the top of her black stockings.
She moaned and sighed and tapped her toes against the floor again, knocking her knees together in time to some internal song she was humming.
In short, she was playing the part of a little girl, out for a ride on the bus and nothing else. But inside, her tummy was twisted into a knot of scared pleasure, and her heart was fluttering wildly.
Lori suddenly bent forward, twisted her body so she could look up into the man's face. She smiled, waved.
"My name's Lori," she said gaily.
"Oh," the man said. He shifted uncomfortably and looked around the rest of the bus, hoping that nobody was watching what was going on here. He-felt his cock start to swell inside his pants. He was quite excited by the nearness of this precious little twat, with her lovely long legs encased in those fucking great-looking black stockings. His hands were sweating. He longed to reach down with a trembling fist and clutch the soft smooth flesh of this tender pussycat's thigh.
"Uh ... my name's ... John," he managed to gasp out. He wiped his palms on the front of his suit coat.
Lori gave the man her very prettiest, sexiest smile, then sat back up straight on the seat. She had everything prepared, just the right way.
"Oh," she exclaimed, as though she'd just discovered it. "Look! I forgot to hook this silly garter strap to my stocking!"
Lori flipped the hem of her skirt higher, revealing her thigh almost to the swelling of her ass. The muscle at the very top of her thigh bulged sexily as she shifted on the seat, leaning against the man's body as she pulled the loose garter strap down and began attaching it to the opaque top of her stocking.
She had practiced this action all week, ever since she and Toni had bought the garter belt, for just this moment. She spread her legs apart to get the strap down along the flesh of her thigh. She'd left the strap that went down the front of her thigh loose. With her legs spread like this, the man beside her groaned. The smell of virgin pussy wafted to his nostrils from the dark valley between Lori's thighs. His hands itched. His heart hammered violently in his chest. He had to reach up and loosen his tie, not so much because he couldn't breathe, but because if he didn't do something else with his hands, he couldn't keep them off this beautiful child's thigh.
Lori was humming lightly to herself as she hooked the strap to the black nylon.
"There," she said at last, snapping the strap against her flesh as she tested the security of the hook. "That's much better." She looked at the man's face. "Don't you think so, John?"
John gulped hard. Since it wasn't his real name, when the little girl said "John" it took him a brief second to grasp that she was talking to him. His whole being was attuned to the bare expanse of virginal thigh flesh.
"Uh ... yes," he said finally. "Yes. Much ... better."
Lori left her skirt hem high, left her knees spread wide apart.
"I just love wearing stockings. I think a girl's legs look so much more attractive in nylon. Don't you?" she asked, her voice a sexy whisper.
"Oh, for sure," John said. He took a deep breath. He fought to get control of himself. This was all so fucking sudden so damned unexpected. He was on his way home from a brief but exhausting session with the new plant designers, and the sudden appearance of this absolutely stunning young kitten beside him had literally taken his breath away.
Lori straightened out one leg, as far as she could in the confining space between seats, and twisted it, looked it over. She reached forward with both hands and toyed with the nylon gripping her delicately dimpled knee, tugging on the sleek material, smoothing it.
Golly, stockings feel good," she said, trying to get the man to respond to her body. She was all set. Her body was desperate to feel this man's hand on her cunny mound, and she had made ail the preparations that would let it happen, quickly and easily ... and naturally.
"Mmmmmm ... " the child purred to herself, stroking both hands up and down along her slender leg.
John felt baffled. He was totally lost, far beyond his depth. He'd often thought about feeling up some tender young thing, but the opportunity had never arisen, and he'd never bothered to pursue it. It had always been in the back of his mind, and he'd certainly enjoyed watching that fucking little bitch next door in her bikini bathing suit sunning herself this summer. But what was he supposed to do with this kid? Was she really offering to let him touch that delicious thigh of hers? Or was she just teasing him? Or was she really as utterly innocent as she seemed to be?
John couldn't take a chance. He was a successful businessman, well respected in his profession. Even the hint of a scandal concerning a little girl, and he'd be finished forever.
All he could do was wait, and see what the kid had in mind. He hoped she would take this a little bit further, maybe let him get a good look at her panties. She was so fucking close! God, he could feel her body-heat, smell the wonderful odor of her cunt hole. She must be oozing down there to smell so strong.
John took a deeper breath, this time enjoying the heady fragrance of horny young cunt hole.
His cock grew rigid, hurting in the tight confines of his pants. He lowered the briefcase to the floor, against the wall of the bus. He folded his hands nervously in his lap, feeling the hardness of his aching prick.
Lori stopped stroking her stiffened leg and let it drop back to the floor. The heel of the shoe she was wearing clicked loudly against the metal of the floor.
She slapped her knees together, bounced them against each other a few times.
She looked at the man.
"You're very handsome, do you know that?" she said without preface.
John blushed bright red. He was flustered beyond words. Never had he even dreamed of encountering such a child, beautiful, sexy, open, free of every inhibition.
What a find.
Somehow, he had to make sure he didn't lose her.
The blush faded as quickly as it had come.
"Oh? Thanks," John said, looking down into Lori's stunning face. He smiled at her.
She was staring up into his face. She was absolutely the most beautiful little darling creature he'd ever laid eyes on and with a gut-twisting groan, he realized he wanted to lay more than his eyes on her.
He clawed at the bulge in his pants.
"You're ... you're very pretty, Lori," he stammered weakly.
"Thanks," the girl laughed. "I know it. I get told that all the time."
John suddenly laughed at the child's totally disarming frankness. He felt the tension flowing out of his body, to be replaced with a warm glow of pleasure, diffused throughout his whole body. A weight and pressure began growing in his balls. The head of his cock seemed to burn.
"Well," he said, chuckling. "You really are pretty, so I guess they've all been telling you the truth, haven't they?"
"Yep," Lori said gaily.
"Well, you sure seem very mature, Lori."
"Oh!" the child giggled delightedly. "Thank you!"
John casually reached down and patted the child's knee. It was a light, almost paternal touch, but the warmth of her knee seared into his palm. He started to take his hand away from her knee, but Lori suddenly slapped her own palm down on top of his, pressing his hand down firmly onto her thigh, just above her knee.
The warmth rising from her flesh was a shock to John's trembling hand. But not so much of a shock as the fact that his hand was being stroked by both of the little girl's hands.
"You have nice big hands, John," Lori said, pretending to be interested in the hand rather than the touch. "I like men with very big strong hands," the little sex kitten purred, rubbing John's fingers hard.
John took a small chance at that point, and began working his palm higher on the girl's leg. He could feel the girl's thigh muscle tense. Yes. She knew exactly what he was up to. And she was letting him do it! No! She was helping him do it!
John felt the girl lift her own palms slightly, so he could pull his hand further up her leg. John did just that. Her hands followed, stroking lightly at his huge hard knuckles.
Lori spread her knees again, when she felt the man's hand approaching her bare flesh.
"Mmmm," she murmured. "You have nice warm hands, too," she whispered, shifting her ass on the seat and spreading her knees even wider.
Her heart was hammering violently in her chest. This was it. He was going to slide his hand right up against her cunt mound, and there was such a surprise waiting for him!
She wasn't wearing her panties!
Her pussy mound was naked!
And drooling lubrication!
Oh, how she itched down there. She ached to be felt up, touched, stroked, by big warm hands like John had.
"Oh, God," John whispered. His hand stopped moving.
Lori tensed harder.
"What's the matter, John?" she asked, her voice filled with baffled innocence.
"I ... I just can't touch you ... like this, honey ... it's so wrong ... all wrong," John stuttered, breathing raggedly. He turned his face toward the bus window. But he left his hand on Lori's bare warm moist young thigh. He squeezed the soft flesh slightly, felt the muscle under the skin twitch in response.
John squeezed her leg again. Oh, God, why did she have to be so ready and eager and young and willing and innocent?
"Because, honey. It's just wrong."
"But ... I like it," Lori said. She pressed down on the man's hand again, this time pulling and dragging at it, trying to get him to feel her up higher, against her twat mound.
"Ohhh, God," John moaned.
"It's okay, John," Lori said. "Let me do it for you."
She felt the man's resistance vanish.
And she suddenly forced his hand right smack up against her naked, hairless, puffy, oozing, hot, eager, itching, burning snatch mound.
John gasped.
His hand took over. His fingers clawed into the soft moist mound, feeling the child's naked twat fully. His palm cupped the tender fullness of her honey pot, smearing the dripping lubrication all over the hairless cunny lips. Lori opened her legs as wide as she could, shifted forward so the man's hand could play with every nook and cranny of her begging fuck hole.
John was gulping, gasping, moaning lightly as his hand pawed and kneaded the smooth wet skin of Lori's burning cunt lips. He petted her. He gripped those firm lips between his fingers and pinched and twisted and pulled and rubbed and rolled the sensitive flesh.
And Lori began purring loudly, moaning deep in her throat as the pleasure pew stronger and stronger inside her belly.
It was better than she'd ever imagined it could be.
The man's hand kneaded her pussy mound gently but firmly, crushing her cunny lips with exactly the right amount of pressure, pinching her until just before it hurt, pulling the soft lips open and working one stiffened finger inside her slippery young slit, then stroking very gently and lightly over the quickly swelling button of her clitty.
She shivered with delight and pleasure.
Her blood seemed to be boiling.
She felt the sweat begin rolling down her back, from under her armpits, popping out on her forehead as the warmth invaded every pore of her body.
"Oooo," she cooed, her head rolling loosely on her shoulders. She shifted again, this time bringing both hands behind her ass as she moved forward on the seat, spreading her legs that extra little bit more. She began pumping her pussy against John's hand.
"Mmmm," she purred quietly. "Oh, John. That feels sooooo good"
John was thrilled. His whole body felt on fire. His cock was bursting against the zipper of his pants. He was drenched in sweat as he clawed the child's willing cunny.
"Good, honey. Good. It feels good for me, too."
Lori humped her cunt against the man's kneading hand, gasping as his finger found and poked and probed into her clitty button, sending hard thrills of pleasure into her belly, knotting her womb with the first hint of man-made come!
John was lost. He couldn't have stopped now if his life, or his reputation, depended on it. Fortunately, neither did.
Lori felt a strange and sudden change in her feelings. At first, it had been thrilling and wonderful and new, exciting in its own right. But now, the feeling had shifted to a much more intense, much more focused pleasure, centered in her belly and pinpointed in her clit.
It was a feeling the little girl never wanted to lose.
"Oh, golly!" she gasped, sinking lower on the seat. From the front of the bus, John would have appeared to be alone. Lori lifted her heels high, spread her thighs wide open, and hauled the hem of her skirt high up over her tummy and chest as she clutched the material with both hands.
Her chin drilled into her chest.
She stared wide-eyed at her own cunt mound, cupped in the man's huge hand. She watched, utterly thrilled, as that massive fist clutched her cunny hole, gouged into her pussy lips like a vice of iron. And she simply groaned in overpowering lust as she felt that single stiffened finger stroking her piping young virgin clit nubbin.
It was beautiful.
"Gosh! Oh! Oooo, golly!" Lori exclaimed with each jolt of pleasure that seared into her clit, rushed deeper into her gushy channel of love, twisted into her womb.
"God, you feel fantastic, Lori," John gasped. He was sinking lower on the seat, too, turning toward the girl. He could smell her hair. His cheek brushed the lush clean mass of her lovely hair.
It seemed so natural to the girl. She just turned her face upward, and there he was. His mouth came down against hers, hard, urgent.
It was her first real kiss. She wasn't even surprised to feel the man's hot tongue poking against her lips. As though she'd been doing this for a hundred years, her lips parted, and she yawned her mouth wide, letting the wiggling mass of John's thick wet tongue deep into her mouth.
John was overjoyed. He's never kissed such a young girl before. And here he was, his tongue thrust deep into a young girl's hot yawning mouth, sucking out her sweet saliva and swallowing it down.
His hand was on her bare and hairless pussy, cupping and feeling the silken flesh, wet with childish lubrication.
Good God. It was a dream come true.
John broke the kiss, and stroked his cheek against Lori's hair. It felt like pure silk. It smell freshly washed, and somehow youthful.
John forced himself to straighten up, sit upright. His hand clawed naked virgin cunt, but from the front of the bus, he appeared to be just a sleepy rider, doing nothing.
Lori was clawing at his arm, hugging it, holding onto it for support as she humped her slippery cunt against the man's immense hand. She felt strange, but in a very exciting way.
Her body was soaked with sweat. Her blouse clung to her unformed titless chest, revealing the darker nubbins of her swollen nipples.
John was sucking air. It was almost impossible to breathe. Sweat poured out of him.
The smell of young twat juice seemed to fill the bus.
A sense of alarm began throbbing in John's brain. He knew what he was doing was somehow wrong ... but for the life of him he couldn't figure out why. Hell, if this young pussycat wanted to be felt up like this, and he wanted to do it to her, what the fuck could possibly be wrong with it?
Nothing, damn it.
But he knew that if anybody saw him doing it, he'd be thrown into the nearest jail, and locked away forever. And that, no matter what this beautiful child might say in his defense!
Shit.
Reluctantly, with ail the will power at his command, John pulled his finger out of Lori's tight wet slit. He was unable to pull his hand from the girl's cunny, though.
Lori growled in frustration as the finger slipped away from her swollen clitty button. She wanted it back. She gripped John's arm tighter to her, thrust her cunt against his cupping palm more and more insistently.
"Please," she whimpered. "Oh, please. Oooo, don't stop. I want you to do it. Please," she whispered, her voice almost completely broken with her need and lust.
John groaned.
What could he do?
Jailbait. And on a bus, for God's sake. Out in the fucking open like this. It was completely insane.
But he couldn't help himself. Will power could only do so much. Then it could go to hell.
He clamped his hand firmly over the child's hot, wet pussy. His finger worked deep into her crease, probing for that lovely little hub of exquisitely sensitive girl flesh.
Lori gasped loudly.
John sighed.
His fingertip rubbed and poked and stroked the squishy button, driving Lori into a frenzy of lust.
"Oh, please, John," she pleaded wildly, rubbing the man's shirt sleeve hard and fast. "Please do it harder. It feels so good. Please don't stop ... "
"Oh, honey, honey," John moaned back to the child. The smell of her hair and body was killing him, driving him nuts.
Hardly knowing what he was doing, but certain the young preteen beside him wanted the same thing, John yanked at the zipper on the front of his pants. He dug inside and hauled out his massive stalk of fuck meat. It throbbed with a vibrant life of its own, eager to feel the sheath of Lori's hot cunny channel.
He grabbed at her hand.
Lori felt the man's hand clutching at hers, dragging it from around his arm. She moaned, thinking that he was trying to get away. She fought it for a moment, but he was very much stronger than she could ever be.
He pulled her hand over his lap.
Lori felt the hot rubbery thing with the back of her hand. Instinctively she knew what it was. She relaxed her arm, and let John open her fist. She felt him wrapping her delicate fingers around the fat stem of his fuck pole. The heat from the thick rod seemed to bum into her flesh, melting her own flesh and sticking it to his prick.
"Jesus," John moaned, feeling the childish fist clamped around his gigantic cock. Her fingertips couldn't even reach the base of her thumb as they tried to wrap fully around the incredibly fat rod of male flesh.
His rod ached to thrust home inside this pretty preteen's hot young virgin pussy hole.
Lori's young twat longed to feel the thrusting fuck pole of manhood, too.
But there was no way for that to happen.
Was there?
John felt his balls aching with the pressure of lust. He knew he was about to blow his wad ail over the front of his suit, all over Lori's tight little fist. If he did, everyone would know it.
He had to cover it up.
"Oh, fuck," he groaned. Lori groaned at the same moment. She felt very very funny. Her pussy had never felt so odd. So wonderfully hot and wet and itchy. God, she needed ... something!
But what?
She felt her thighs tightening. Her legs wanted to damp shut around something, lock her pussy to something hot and hard and huge.
Her belly quivered. Her pussy pumped and humped John's hand.
John felt his balls tighten.
Jesus, he was going to come.
And suddenly, he yanked his hand away from Lori's naked young hairless twat hole, grabbed her by reaching across her flat chest and clutching her upper arm, and lifted her, twisted her whole body around. He hugged her tightly against his chest. He fought to yank her fist from around his hot hard prick. And he slammed her small young body down onto his lap, ramming his whole massive fuck tool right up into her tight wet virgin cunt hole, jamming his hot meat all the way into her belly.
Lori didn't have time to cry out, to fight. She felt the searing ripping agony of the raping cock slicing into her burning love tube. She felt as though she was being split in half. The cock hurt. It burned into her guts. The fat slippery sides rubbed against her clit button going in, and she gasped as the pleasure overpowered her senses, blew her virgin mind.
She came, hard and fast.
Her whole body twitched and shuddered in the wonderful throes of her first cock-inspired come. She jumped and bucked on the impaling pole of John's gigantic dork, rubbing her swollen, gushing clitty up and down as she rode the monstrous pole with wild delight.
John's balls pulsed once, then blew open, blasted his hot goo deep into the nymphet's love hole, spattering the girl's virgin womb with thick hot gouts of white spunk.
Lori felt the blasts shooting into her belly, filling her tight hole with male come.
It made her come harder.
Her small body bounced wildly up and down on John's massive cock, grinding her clit button harder and harder against the unyielding rod of hot flesh. The juices spewed out of her tight slit, gushed over the front of the man's pants as the thick cream pumped from her hole.
John's cock gouted his scalding cream into the youngster's belly, filling her to overflowing. Each time she pumped upward, his come spilled out of her pretty hairless crease, mingled with the child's own come on the front of his pants, and on her own bare cunny mound and thighs.
She threw her head back and tossed her long hair wildly as she rode her come like a bucking bronco, fucking the man's fuck pole violently.
"Gosh! Oh, golly golly gosh!" Lori whimpered, gasping out her pleasure. She gripped the man's hard shoulders and held on for her life.
John flicked his cock in and out of her virgin twat hole. His come filled her belly, bloated her tight tiny womb with a thick pool of hot cream.
"Jesus!" John gasped. "God, you're sooo good, baby!"
He felt his balls blast a final wad of spunk into Lori's sucking belly, and then it immediately began to soften.
Lori gave one last violent shudder with every atom of her being, then sank softly down against John's chest, hugging him tightly. Her cunt was still wrapped around his prick.
She could feel the juices squishing and sloshing within her body as the man's hard cock went limp. She felt it slip from her hole, and great thick gobs of come gushed out as though she were pissing from a too-full bladder.
But, God, it felt good!
"Oooo," she cooed, rubbing her cheek against the front of John's business suit, feeling the roughness of the material against her smooth skin.
She liked the feel of that rough material. She liked the man's smell, too, kind of smoky and musky. Masculine. All male. Sexy.
She sighed with deep pleasure as she felt John lifting her off his lap, pushing her aside. She helped him, though, and settled herself back on the seat beside him.
He quickly folded his wet and sticky prick back into his pants. He got out a handkerchief and wiped at the sticky goo covering the front of his pants. Fuck it, he thought after a moment. It was worth it. Let the fuckers think he'd pissed himself silly. To hell with them all.
He picked up his briefcase and held it over his lap, hiding the evidence. Then he looked at Lori.
She had folded her skirt back down over her lap, and was now sitting beside him quietly, demurely, as though absolutely nothing at all had just happened.
John ran a hand quickly through his hair.
"You okay?" he asked, his voice trembling from the after-effects of his violent climax inside the schoolgirl's hot twat.
"Fine," Lori said softly. A gentle smile played over her lips. "Just fine," she said again.
John got off at the very next stop. At the door, he glanced back toward Lori. She looked for all the world like any other little girl, innocent, lovely, with nothing on her mind but a nice little ride on the bus.
He smiled and waved to her.
She grinned and waved back.
A nice little ride on the bus ... that's exactly what she'd had!
CHAPTER 6
"Oh, God, Lori! What was it like?" Toni asked.
Both girls were back on the rear seat, giggling together, excited over the thing that had just happened to Lori.
"Tell me!" Toni demanded.
Lori shifted her ass on the seat. She was still very sore down in her pussy hole. John had been very big, and she was a tiny little girl, with a tiny little cunny hole.
"It was ... fantastic!" Lori said, the excitement still showing on her lovely face. Long strands of hair clung to her sweaty cheeks. Her blouse was stuck to her chest, her brown nipples poking out the material almost like little breasts.
"It was so fast and hot and hard and wonderful, Toni!"
"Oh, God!" Toni said, a hand covering her mouth. She had watched the whole thing, from beginning to end. But all she'd really been able to see was the sudden lifting and turning of her sister's young body and the expression of total joy that came to her pretty face as the man raped her young pussy hole with his tremendous cock.
Toni had nearly come, herself, just from watching. Her own nipples were still hard. Her heart battered at her ribs from within, aching. She longed to feel what her sister had felt.
And more.
"Gosh," Toni said, staring in awe at her younger sister. "You're not a virgin anymore."
Lori grinned, took a deep breath.
"It feels great, too," she said, obviously meaning it.
Toni leaned forward and gave her pretty sister a light peck on the cheek. She squeezed the younger girl's arm in a gesture of love.
"Well, Toni. Now it's your turn."
"Yeah, But will I be lucky enough to find a man like yours? I bet they're pretty hard to come by."
"He was pretty hard, alright," Lori joked. "But I sure hope you can find a guy like that. He was wonderful. He knew just what to do. Golly, I still feel so full in my tummy!"
The two girls sighed, each of them looking down at Lori's belly, knowing that under her skirt the warm goo still oozed from between her tight young twat lips.
"Maybe we better change buses, huh?"
Lori looked toward the front of the bus. The driver was constantly glancing in the rear-view mirror, eyeing the two children critically, a stem frown on his face.
"Yeah. Good idea. Let's go."
At the next stop, the two little girls leaped up and dashed off the bus, using the rear door. They darted around the corner, and walked rapidly toward the far street. Another bus stop should be at the next corner.
With every step, Lori leaked warm cream. The stuff rolled down her legs to the tops of her stockings, stuck there.
It felt funny, and she began giggling.
"I'd better get out of these stockings," she said.
"Could I wear them, Lori?" Toni asked, grabbing her sister's shoulder and whirling her around.
"Sure, if you want to put on a pair of sticky nylons," Lori said with a happy shrug.
"Maybe I can get them even stickier!" Toni quipped.
"Yeah!"
The two kids ran into the nearest department store, and Lori quickly stripped off her garter belt and the stockings, and gave them over to her sister.
"Damn!" she said, thinking a sudden thought.
"What is it, Lori?"
"I forgot to ask John for some money!"
Toni shook her head.
"Oh, well. Money will come."
"So will we!"
They laughed and made their way back to the bus stop. Lori was completely relaxed, now, knowing that it was her sister's turn to make it. And the fact that she'd just experienced the most wonderful sensations in the whole world might have had something to do with her total relaxation, too.
But little Toni was getting a bit scared.
She knew there was just no way in hell that she'd be as lucky as Lori, her first time out. Things didn't happen that way at all. Especially not to her. If anything, she would probably wind up on the lap of some creepy sadist who wanted to hurt her pussy rather than love it.
She'd get off in a hurry, if that happened.
But no sense in making it worse. She cleared her mind, and stepped up onto the bus when it opened its door.
Both girls paid for their fares, then walked down the aisle. Lori had cleaned her cunny off a bit with a paper towel, but she was still pretty sore inside. But sore in a very nice way. It was like a badge of honor with her. She walked down the aisle in the bus with a new gait, one that she was certain showed everyone who saw her that she was no longer a silly little virgin.
Toni followed, almost meekly.
Neither girl had been paying any attention to the other passengers. As Toni passed a seat, she looked down sharply as she heard a weak gasp.
"Oh, my God!" the voice whispered.
Toni halted. She stared for a moment, then her face broke into a lovely grin. She looked after her sister, who was just turning around to sit down at the rear of the bus. Toni waved to her, indicated she was going to sit down here. Lori waved back, mystified for a moment, until she saw who it was sitting there.
The man had turned around to look at Lori.
He gulped hard, a look of ... fear? annoyance? worry? ... crossing his face as Toni slipped into the seat beside him.
"Hello, John," she said. "I think you know my sister, Lori?"
John found his voice.
"Uh ... yes," he stammered. "Who ... who are you?"
"Toni."
"Oh, God," John said, sighing loudly. "You want money?"
Toni pursed her lips and thought about it. She'd said it before, and it still seemed right. Money would come. Later.
"Oh, no," she said lightly, moving over closer to the man's large body. She glanced down at the front of his pants, but he held his briefcase on his lap.
"What do you want, then?" he asked, obviously worried about this sudden appearance of the two girls.
"Cock," Toni said as casually as she could manage.
John closed his eyes for a moment and groaned.
"Here? On the bus?"
Toni grinned and nodded eagerly.
"Yes!"
"Jesus," John whispered to himself. He leaned forward and set his briefcase down on the floor. Deja vu. All this had happened before. Only a few minutes before, in fact. He'd purposely changed buses after that first encounter, hoping to avoid any problems with the law or with the little girl herself in case she suddenly decided to cry rape. But the second bus had been late. And now, here they were again. Sisters. Change partners. Were they simply taking buses at random, hitting on all the males they could find? That seemed unlikely. That first little twat had definitely been a virgin. A hot one, too.
John glanced at this second little girl.
Toni smiled and nodded.
"Virgin?"
Toni made a face, then nodded again.
"Whew," John sighed, closing his eyes, rubbing his forehead. The sweat was already popping out there. His cock began to rise up, eager and sniffing, growing harder with each passing second.
He looked around the bus. Nobody behind them but Lori. When he glanced back that way, the little girl smiled and waved to him. He gave her a feeble wave back.
But the only other people on the bus were a couple necking easily with each other up front-which was keeping the driver occupied-and one very fat old lady several seats forward. All of them were facing away from him.
Maybe it would be worth the chance.
After all, he'd done it once, the full route, and nothing had happened. And if luck should give him a second helping of virgin pussy, who was he to protest it?
"You're very pretty, Toni," he said.
When young Toni blushed brightly, John knew he had a quite different little girl on his hands. This one seemed a trifle shy compared to her sister. She didn't seem to be quite so eager-though certainly eager enough to go through with it.
"Scared?" he asked her plainly. Toni took a deep breath, then nodded firmly.
"Yes," she admitted. "But willing."
"I guess that's all that really matters, isn't it?"
"I guess so," Toni said with a sly giggle. She sat there beside him, looking up into his handsome face. Her heart fluttered as she watched him come to a decision. He was going to do it.
"Uh ... how do you want to do this, honey?" he asked. He didn't think his cock would be able to give its all, so soon after that last fuck. He'd really filled that first young pussy hole to the brim.
Then he got an idea.
His cock was still coated with Lori's sticky juices. He'd always wondered what it would be like to have some young girl suck his cock. He'd often sat there in his office at home, watching the girl next door sunning herself. What a sweet little body. Much more like this new girl's body, than her sister's. Toni looked very much like John's next door neighbor's child, in fact. Those pert young tits of hers stuck out nice and round and full, just aching for a good feel.
John looked at Toni's mouth, and his cock swelled hard and full of life. It hurt from the last bout with young cunt, but it was obviously willing to try again ... immediately.
Toni's mouth was a sexy delight. Her lips were full and moist, pursed and puffy and bright pink. Exactly right for sucking cock.
"Well," John said quietly, shifting on the seat. "Are you ready, then?"
Toni gulped.
"Yes, sir," she said.
"Okay. But remember ... you asked for it," John warned the child. He lifted his briefcase up onto the seat. "Here's how we'll start. You're going to suck on my cock." He said the words, then paused, watching the little girl's face very closely. Toni's eyes widened. Suck his cock? Suck on it? Like a lollipop? Put it in her mouth and suck on it? Why, that was disgusting! She looked at his face. He gave her a stern look, then cocked his head. He meant it, that was for sure. She looked back down at the bulge in his pants. Suck his cock, huh? She licked her lips. She took a deep breath, then sighed loudly.
"Sssss ... suck your ... cock?" she said, her eyebrows raised.
"That's right, Toni. Unless you want to just go back there with your sister. She did a real good job. She's quite the little woman. Think you can do as well?" John said, teasing the girl, trying to make her jealous of her own sister so she'd want to suck his cock, just to show him she was as good as Lori.
"I didn't say I wouldn't suck it, did I?" Toni said, her voice showing offense.
For some unknown reason, Toni's reluctance made John's cock grow even harder. There was a touch of endearing submission in Toni's expression, in the way she held her head. It was obvious that this little morsel of virginity had never held a cock between her lips before.
John tapped his briefcase.
"If anyone comes, I'll set the case next to my side, to hide the ... evidence. I'll tell you to stop, and you get down further on the floor, pretend you're looking for something you just lost. Understand?"
"Yes, sir," Toni said. Even her voice dripped with submission. She was not the aggressive little minx her sister was, that was for sure. Her whole being was submissive.
John's balls ached.
His cock throbbed.
"Ready? Last chance to back out, honey."
Toni cleared her throat, very quietly. Her pointy little tongue swept over her full sensuous lips one final time. Then she nodded.
"Ready," she whispered.
"Good girl," John said with a smile. "Get down on your knees, between my legs."
Toni glanced toward the front of the bus to make sure nobody was watching. The driver was totally occupied with the other pair of lovers, and with driving the bus. She moved quickly, dropped to her knees. Her elbows rested on John's thighs.
She looked up into his face.
"Go ahead, pretty girl," John said.
Go ahead? Okay, Toni thought. She knew he wanted her to unzip his pants and take out his cock for him. She'd never done anything like that. She wasn't sure how it worked. But now was certainly a good time to find out, wasn't it?
She touched the front of his pants. Her fingers shook a bit as she worked the zipper down. His underpants bulged out through the opening in his pants. Hesitantly, Toni touched that huge bulge. She could feel the warm, hard rod just under the cotton.
John moaned as he felt those little fingers pulling on the material of his underpants, trying to find out how to get his cock out.
The delicate fingers tickled and touched very lightly, as though the child was afraid of hurting the man's rigid prick.
"How ... how do I ... get in here?" Toni stuttered. She made a cute face, concentrating so hard on finding the right way to go about this interestingly complicated task.
John twitched as Toni's searching fingers dug inside the slit in the front of his underpants. It took her a few seconds of delicious fumbling, but she finally touched the hot rod of John's iron-hard cock.
She gasped with a quiet intake of air.
"Oh," she whispered. "It's hot!"
"Take it out, honey," John said, sucking air through his clenched teeth.
"It's hot for you, baby girl," he said.
Tony shivered as she heard the man's words. His cock was hot for her! Golly! What a thought! A grown-up man's hard hot cock was hard and hot just for her!
She gingerly worked the man's prick out through the opening in his underpants, and watched in awe as it straightened out from a thick curve to a ramrod cylinder of pulsing hard fuck meat.
"My gosh!" Toni said with a hard gulp. "It's ... it's so HUGE!"
John was pleased with the child's response to his massive cock. It was his pride and joy. His wife felt the same way about it. A twinge of guilt shot into the man's guts at the thought of his wife, waiting home, her own beautiful snatch hole all hot and wet and ready for his dork. But this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, and John wasn't about to let it pass. His wife would accept some excuse or other for his lack of interest, this one time. After all, he kept her more than satisfied the rest of the time. This was for him, and for him alone.
"Suck it, honey girl" he moaned, shifting lower on the seat, spreading his knees wider. He pumped with his ass muscles a bit, thrusting the head of his huge whang right toward young Toni's moist lips.
Her belly tightened as she leaned forward, dipped her face downward slightly. Her sensitive lips brushed very, very lightly over the very tip of John's cockhead.
John jumped.
"Jesus!" he groaned.
Toni shivered. She parted her lips as they pressed against the moist tip of the man's cock. She tentatively poked her tongue out, though just barely, and wiggled it against the wet slit in the tip of John's dork head.
John's hands shot down and his fingers clawed deep into the thick soft mass of Toni's hair, caught her head tightly in his fists, and hauled her face closer to his crotch.
Toni gagged, gasped, cried quietly. Her lips stretched wide as her mouth was forced to suck down over the fat rod of fuck meat. Her whole body shuddered as the meaty pole jammed itself deep into the back of her virgin throat. She gagged hard. Saliva flooded out over her lips, dribbled in thick strings down to the front of her blouse, flowed down the front of John's pants.
He yanked harder on her hair, pulled the child's throat down even more snugly around his prick pole. Toni couldn't breathe. She clawed at the man's thighs, pushing with her hands, kneading his belly like a young kitten might knead a girl's tummy in pleasure as it purred.
But he let go.
Toni pulled her mouth off the prick, the drool gushing from her mouth. She wiped her chin. She slurped up the saliva, swallowed it down, took a nice deep breath, then dove her face back down to the massive throbbing dick.
John was moaning low in his throat. He was staring at the ceiling of the bus, his head rolling slightly from side to side. Toni's breath blasted hot and sexy against his naked cockhead.
Toni sucked on the fat hooded head, loving the taste of the man's precome. She worked the tip of her tongue into the dripping slit, pursed her lips and sucked the juice right out of that tiny hole.
John stroked the child's hair lightly now, his hands shaking. Toni's hair cascaded around John's gentle hands and wrists, burying them in the silken cloud of her beautiful hair.
Her mouth worked his prick head. Her lips stretched and tightened as she sucked harder and harder, bobbing her head up and down along the thick shaft of his love meat in a rhythm that was both wildly new and exciting, and yet somehow very familiar.
It was as though she'd been born to suck cock.
"Oh, baby girl," John moaned, clutching her hair a bit tighter for a brief moment. "Suck my dick, honey. Oh, yeah, doll-face. Suck it good!"
Toni was turned-on by the man's excited whispering. Her heart fluttered wildly in her chest, and her nipples drilled into the front of her bra and blouse like twin pencil erasers, hard as hell and itching like fire. Her head flew up and down on the slippery cylinder. Her tongue wagged back and forth, surrounded the wet meat, sucked and slurped in a frenzy of delight.
Her throat contracted as she swallowed down her own hot saliva mixed with the slight traces of John's precome fluid.
It tasted wonderful.
She pulled her mouth off the man's cock again and began stroking the wet rod with her warm soft cheek, murmuring softly as she fondled the base of the rod with her small fingers.
She loved this hunk of fuck meat.
She hugged it in her small hand, rubbed it against her chin and cheeks and nose and closed eyelids, smearing her face with the precome that oozed from John's cockhead.
She kissed the monster, kissed it up and down its full length, buried her lips against his wet underpants. She longed to be able to suck his balls, lick those big hairy nuts of his.
John tenderly forced the girl's head high again, fitted her lips around the pulsing mass of his dork head. Toni took it from there and began bobbing her head up and down the thing again, sucking harder and faster.
John's belly tensed. His nuts grew heavy. His dork went absolutely rigid in the little girl's hot wet mouth.
He could feel his come getting closer.
All the pleasure in the world became focused right in the tip of his cock.
"Oh, Jesus," he groaned, gripping Toni's hair tightly in both fists. He yanked down hard, locked her pretty mouth to his fat cock. He jerked his ass, thrust his dork right down into her throat, gagging her.
Toni started to fight.
Her air was cut off.
But suddenly she felt the first thick gouts of John's come blast into her throat. She gagged and gulped in a single painful spasm. The creamy goo slid down her throat into her stomach. And Toni died and went to Heaven. This was really what she'd been born to do. SUCK COCK! SWALLOW COME!
She gobbled the thick hot cream down as fast as it spurted out of John's cock. She gagged a lot, but most of the come slid easily down her throat as she chug-a-lugged the man's fucking creamy come.
John held the child's throat impaled on his dork as he spewed his come into her belly the hard way. As the intense pleasure began to lessen, as the spurts weakened, John shoved the little girl's head upward a bit, so her mouth was filled with his cock head only. The come flooded into her mouth, filled it quickly. Come dribbled out around John's dork, and dribbled down her chin, dripped onto his pants, onto her blouse.
It was wild.
Toni loved it.
She sucked the man's hot dick empty, drained his balls as she might drain a glass of milk. She sucked the cock long after the last wad of sweet goo had blasted into her mouth.
Her tongue wagged wildly over the sticky slit in his dork head, trying to suck out more of the delicious fluid.
But no more came out.
John was empty.
He let go of her hair and let his arms flop limply to his sides. He was as spent as he'd ever been in his whole fucking life. Empty as hell.
He couldn't have moved to save his life.
His cock began to soften.
Toni moaned as she pulled her lips off the wonderful pole of hot love meat. She watched, thrilled beyond belief, as the huge thing went limp right in front of her eyes. She'd never seen such an amazing thing in her life.
"Gosh!" she whispered to herself as the cock grew tinier and tinier, pulling back inside the man's underpants exactly like a fat worm slowly crawling back into its hole in the ground!
"Wow!" she exclaimed as it seemed to give a sigh. It rested there, nestled comfortably there in the white wet nest of John's underpants.
"Oh, baby girl," John sighed deeply, reaching out with one hand to muss the child's lovely hair a bit more, "You've got the greatest little cock-sucking mouth in the whole fucking universe, honey doll."
Toni glowed with joy.
"Thank you," she said sincerely.
John fumbled weakly as he shoved his soft prick back inside his pants, and got himself zipped closed. He sat up straighter on the seat, checked around to make sure nobody had gotten suspicious. Everything was fine.
He sighed very loudly in pleasure, and smiled down at the cute little child still on her knees in front of him.
"Better get up, honey, before somebody comes back here," he told her. He moved his briefcase to make room on the seat for her.
Toni got awkwardly to her feet, twisted her body, and sat down beside this wonderful man. She licked her lips, sucked her own tongue, tasted the delicious after-taste of male come juice in her mouth.
She sighed, too, very happy with herself.
Her nipples itched like fury.
The front of her blouse, right over her young tits, was stained slightly with John's come, with her own saliva. The blouse was partly clinging to her back and body also, from the sweat she'd worked up sucking John's cock.
Her cunny seemed to be on fire. She was horny. Her pussy hole oozed lubrication. She'd sucked John's cock, alright, but she was still a fucking virgin!
"Uh, John?" she said quietly, her eyes lowered to her own lap.
"Yeah?"
"I ... I'm ... I mean ... I'm still a virgin, John," she said, finally getting the words out.
John looked down at her.
"Yes, you are, honey."
"Well," Toni said in a whisper. Her fingers worked nervously on her lap. "Well ... "
"Well?" John said, enjoying the child's discomfort.
Toni shrugged.
"Don't I get anything?" she said at last.
John reached down and stroked the girl's thigh just below the hem of her skirt. Her stocking felt nice, kind of wet. Black stockings. Just like her sister. What a pair these two kids made. Hot to fuck, hot to suck. And just his luck to have been available for both of them.
He began noticing Toni's body. Her breasts were just the right size. A nice fit in a palm. And look at those hard little nipples, poking out like that. She was hot for it, alright. Damn. If only he could ride this bus all night, fucking and sucking with these two wonderful kids until he couldn't tuck again.
Damn.
But his balls were empty, and he knew it would be several fucking hours before he'd be able to give this little chick what she was begging for ... a cunt full of come!
Shit.
Piss.
Piss? Hmmmm? John felt a sudden urge to urinate. His bladder suddenly felt as though it was going to explode if he didn't get rid of this load of piss.
If only he could get stiff again. He could rape the kid's pussy for her ... that was what she wanted ... and then fill that virgin hole of hers with a gallon or so of burning piss!
"Sir?" Toni asked again, looking at him with such a pretty expression of innocent distress.
"Honey," John said, squeezing Toni's thigh hard. "I wish there was some way I could fuck that hot little twat of yours for you, right now. I really do. But a man's got to rest a bit between fucks, see. And I just can't do it."
Toni's face showed something that John could almost interpret as horror. Horror that she wouldn't get her fuck-hole reamed out after all.
"But ... " she began to protest.
John cut her off.
"Listen, Toni. Is there any way that we can see each other again? I mean, somewhere other than on this fucking bus?" Toni shrugged.
"I guess so. Where?"
"I don't know. But if we can, honey, well ... I can promise you the best fuck you'll ever get in your whole life. And I mean that, doll face."
Toni's heart leaped.
"Oh, gosh! Where can we do it?"
John thought hard.
"Can you get over to your school. I mean, can you get there late at night?"
"I think so."
"Can you bring your sister?"
"If you want me to."
"I do, honey girl. Okay?"
"Okay."
"Good. You meet me at your school. Which one is it?"
"Washington. Over on Anderson Street."
"Good. Meet me ... where?"
"How about out behind the gym building?"
"Fine. I'll find it. You and Lori meet me there, let's say, nine o'clock Friday night. Okay?"
"Okay. Nine o'clock. Friday."
"Good girl," John said. He gave her leg a last hard squeeze, then picked up his briefcase. "I better get off, now!"
"Yeah," Toni said, pouting. "See you."
"Right. 'Bye," John said. He stood up, squeezed past the girl's legs, then walked rapidly up to the front of the bus. He spoke to the driver. The bus stopped at the next corner, and John got off.
He didn't look back at the girls.
Toni sat there, staring after him. Her whole body was on fire. She could still taste the delicious flavor of the man's come, but it wasn't enough. Her nipples itched. Her tight young virgin cunny hole quivered madly, aching to be fucked full of her first load of come.
And Friday night was still two whole days away!
CHAPTER 7
It was already pretty dark by eight-thirty that Friday evening. Lori and Toni hadn't even bothered to try to argue their parents into letting them stay out that late. Instead, clever girls that they were, they pretended to go to bed early on the pretext of getting up very early to go to the beach.
Once they were sure their parents thought they were sleeping soundly, both little girls stole out of the house. It was very easy to do, since their mother and father trusted their daughters and wouldn't even have dreamed that such a vile deception was taking place, right out the back door.
Lori and Toni ran quickly to the school only a few blocks away and made their way behind the gym building.
Breathlessly, they waited for John to arrive.
They didn't know he was already there.
John had gotten there early so he could hide himself properly and make sure the two young girls came here alone. He wasn't in any position to take chances. Hell, he was taking a big enough chance just by being here. He'd told his wife he had to take a client out to a stage show. His wife knew how much he hated shows, so she was sympathetic with him rather than suspicious. And it was a good excuse in other ways, too. She wouldn't question him about the contents of the show. It was his best excuse, and one he used very carefully, for only the most important occasions.
Like fucking two little girls.
He watched from the bushes as the two sisters came around behind the gym. God, they were lovely girl-children. Lori, whose young twat John had raped clean of any traces of virginity, was dressed in a pair of tight shorts and a halter top. She also wore socks and white gym shoes. Her hair was done up in pigtails, making her look even younger than her very tender years. Beautiful child.
Toni, on the other hand, looked a bit older than thirteen tonight. She was wearing a short skirt. John grinned and nodded to himself as he saw that Toni was wearing those black stockings. Those two kids must really have a thing for black stockings, he thought with appreciation. A good age to start wearing them. Toni's legs looked deliciously inviting encased in the tight opaque nylon. John could sense that the child had left off her panties just as Lori had a couple of days ago. To make it easier for him to get his fuck pole into her tight little belly. Good kid!
Toni was obviously much more nervous than her younger sister. Lori was leaning against the side of the building, her hands caught casually behind her ass cheeks. She was watching Toni pace.
"Don't worry, Sis. He'll be there."
"Oh, Lori," Toni sighed, wringing her hands as she strode rapidly back and forth in front of her sister. "Golly. Did it hurt?" she asked suddenly.
"No, you silly thing," Lori said with a quiet laugh. "It felt wonderful. I hope he does it to me again tonight."
"Right after me!" Toni said.
John was astonished. How could two girls be so open about getting their cherries busted. They really wanted it. John had always thought that little girls protected their cunt holes with every last ounce of strength they could muster. Maybe that was true, for most of them. But every rule has its exceptions. And Lori and Toni were two of the most beautiful, most exciting exceptions John had ever imagined possible.
He was satisfied that they were all alone back here.
He stopped out from behind the bushes.
"Good evening, ladies," he said casually, walking up to them.
Lori grinned and pushed away from the wall. She went over to John and threw both arms about his body, hugged him tightly. He patted her back, stroked her bare flesh just below the back of the halter top.
"Hi, Lori," he whispered against the top of her head.
"Hi, John," the little girl said back. Reluctantly, she let him go.
John held out his hand for Toni. Hesitating only a second, Toni took the huge hand in hers, let herself be drawn closer to the man's body. He wrapped his powerful arms around her body and crushed her to him, squeezing the air from her lungs.
Toni felt a thrill of lust knot her belly. The tightness of the hug sent a shudder of pleasure through her body. Her heart hammered hard in her chest. She stepped back away from him when he let go of her body, and felt suddenly very weak, very excited, and very very hot.
"How much time do we have, ladies?" John asked, glancing at his watch.
Toni looked at Lori.
"Maybe an hour."
"At most."
They all stood there, looking at each other for a moment. John felt his cock begin to stiffen. He turned toward Toni.
"You first?" he asked.
Toni nodded.
"Great. Let's go back out into the bushes a little ways, honey. Just in case this happens to be some kind of meeting place for the older kids. Okay?"
Toni didn't say a word as John led her away from the building and out into the thick bushes. Here, they couldn't be seen unless somebody happened to step on them.
"Lori, you, too," John said, calling back to her. Eagerly, Lori followed the man and her sister. Her own cunny was oozing already. She was excited by the thought of watching Toni get her cunny hole fucked.
"How's this, Toni?" John asked the girl, gesturing to a pretty patch of open space among the thick dark bushes. The ground looked soft and spongy. The area was surrounded by a fairly large grove of pine trees, tall old ones, and the ground was coated with a spongy layer of pine needles.
"Nice," was all Toni could manage to say. Anywhere at all would have been nice for her. All she wanted was a cock up her cunt, fucking her silly. Cement would have been fine.
"Take off all your clothes, honey," John said quietly.
Toni gulped and nodded. It hadn't been a command she'd expected. She had thought things would go pretty much as they had with Lori, hard and hot and fast. She'd even worn the black stockings for luck. Maybe John liked them. Maybe he wanted to fuck a girl wearing black stockings, and that was all. But no. He wanted her totally naked.
She looked over at her sister. Both girls licked their lips. Toni took a deep breath, then lifted her fingers to the buttons on the front of her blouse.
"You, too, Lori," John said.
Lori looked surprised.
"Me?"
John nodded.
The two girls exchanged glances again. Toni nodded for Lori to obey. She didn't want to do anything that would interfere with her own fucking, and if John wanted Lori naked too, then Lori had better damn well get her little body naked.
John stood there, thrilled, watching these two young creatures of innocence and beauty stripping off every last stitch of clothing they had on.
Lori simply unknotted the halter top at her chest and pulled if off her body. Her nipples were hard and erect, sticking out on her chest. She unbuttoned the shorts at her hip, ran the zipper down, and shoved the loosened garment down her legs, She kicked it off her feet. She knelt and got rid of her shoes and socks, then stood back up, clad only in a pair of tight white panties.
She looked at John.
He pointed at her tummy, indicating that she was to remove the panties, too.
She hooked her thumbs under the tight elastic waistband of the flimsy material, then pushed them down her legs. As she bent over, she turned to the side, offering John a delicious view of her naked little ass. The cheeks were narrow and very tight and hard, the crack between them deep and dark.
She stood up again, and turned back to face him. Her cunny mound was large and puffy and completely devoid of the slightest hint of hair. Lovely.
Her tummy muscles quivered as she stood there, letting the man inspect her nakedness.
John looked her over appreciatively, then turned his attention toward Toni.
Toni was stripping very slowly, as though drawing the moment out to the limit, enjoying the gut-churning excitement that boiled in her veins.
She had gotten her blouse unbuttoned and shrugged back off her shoulders by the time Lori was completely nude. She pulled the blouse off her wrists and hands. Standing straighter, she twisted both arms up behind her back and unhooked her bra strap. The cups loosened away from the apple-sized mounds of her young tits as she brought her arms back around in front of her body. She hooked her thumbs under the shoulder straps, and slipped them off her bony shoulders, shrugged the limp garment down her arms. She let it fall to her feet. She tried to pretend she wasn't uncomfortable having a man look at her beautiful little breasts, bare and succulent, with those two little nubs of nipple flesh poking out hard and dark brown, ready for the lips of a man.
She fumbled open the belt buckle over her tight tummy and then ran down the zipper over her hipbone. The skirt slithered quickly to a loose cloud of material about her feet.
She knelt, just as Lori had done, and quickly took off her shoes. When she stood up, she was dressed in a pair of black stockings arid a black garter belt ... and nothing else.
Her breath came in ragged gasps. Her pert young tits rose and fell rapidly in her excitement. Her nipples were like pinpoints of itchy fire.
John gulped.
Toni had a sweet little downy muff of pale cunny hair between her slim thighs, nestled between the pale flesh of her thighs and the blackness of the stockings. Delicious.
Toni started to reach behind the small of her back to undo the garter belt, but John stopped her.
"Leave it on, honey. You look very sexy like that."
Toni blushed, but it quickly faded.
"Come here, honey." John said, his voice betraying his lust.
Toni walked to John, and gasped at his first touch. His hand was huge and hot against the softness and coolness of her bared young breast. He cupped the meaty little mound and wagged his thumb back and forth across the swollen itchy nipple several times, making Toni wriggle and moan with pleasure.
John bent over the deliciously nude little girl, and stroked the top of her head with his cheek, feeling the silky softness of her hair.
He held her firmly, one hand, cupping and kneading the spongy apple of her virginal tit. His other hand touched lightly against her belly, very low, and he felt her quivering muscles. Her flesh was warm and smooth. His fingers trailed downward to the top of her virgin crease. He toyed with the soft curls of her pubic hair, pulling on the strands slightly.
Toni gulped hard, over and over, as she fought the urge to run away. Her body longed for this kind of touching and loving, but her mind screamed for release. She trembled hard, but she stayed put.
She felt her will growing weaker and weaker, just as her knees did. She wanted to lie down. John felt her sliding downward, and held her up. He turned her, found the best place under the pine trees, among the bushes, and walked her tenderly to the spot. There, he lowered her nearly naked young body to the soft bed of pine needles.
Toni stretched out on her bare back. Some of the needles stabbed at the soft flesh of her thighs and back, but she ignored the slight, sharp pains.
John towered over her. He stood there, straddling her body. His hands began working open the front of his pants. Toni watched, her heart nearly bursting open her chest.
John made quick work of it. Soon, his massive wang of fuck meat was sticking out through the opening in his pants, jutting upward toward the sky. It was gigantic!
Toni's eyes were wide with wonder. Never had she dreamed of such a monstrous machine for fucking. Her tiny hole would never stretch around such a pole!
He'd rip her open!
He'd kill her with that monster!
She gagged, tightened her whole body, as he lowered himself down between the child's widespread legs. Oh, golly! He was going to do it to her! Toni shut her eyes tight. She felt the man's body heat. Felt his hot breath on her bare chest as he came down on top of her small quivering body.
He was going to fuck her cunny hole!
"Ohhh," Toni moaned.
But John wasn't quite ready, yet.
"Lori," he called softly.
"Yes, sir?"
"Come here, doll. Thatta girl. Now lie down here beside Toni. That's right. Stretch out. Raise your arms above your head and really stretch, honey. Good girl. Now, lift that other knee up, higher, and then let it fall open. Just like that. Now just scoot over so your body is touch Toni's all the way up and down. Good, good. Now see ... I can touch your sweet little pussy while I fuck Toni's."
Lori was delighted with this arrangement. Her light side was pressed up against Toni's left side, from shoulder to toe. She could feel the warmth of her sister's nakedness. It was a lovely feeling.
And with her knee spread wide like this, John could really feel her cunny hole for her. Maybe he'd even bring her off, like this!
She shifted her ass on the needles, and kept her arms stretched fully above her head. Her whole little body was pulled taut in this sexy position, and she could feel every molecule in her body. It was exquisite.
She waited.
Toni was whimpering softly to herself. She could feel the head of that massive prong poking lightly against her defenseless young snatch hole. Her thighs trembled as she held them wide. The warmth of Lori's nakedness seemed to burn into her side.
"Ready, Toni?" John whispered. His face was only inches above hers.
Her eyes still tightly shut, Toni nodded.
"Yes. Ready."
It was like a countdown. She gasped loudly as John dipped his lips to her nipple and sucked the beautiful hard nubbin between his teeth. He nipped at the tender bud, sucked it, savored it.
Toni arched her back, drove her breast against John's mouth.
This was it!
This was IT!
John wiggled his ass, got his cockhead positioned right between Toni's virgin pussy lips. He gave an experimental push. His cock shoved deeper between the child's cunny lips, and stretched her hymen to the limit ... right to the breaking point. One more millimeter and she would be a busted cherry!
John sucked her breast. He opened his mouth wide and took the whole fruity mound into his mouth, his tongue tormenting the stiffened but of the little girl's aching itching nipple.
She tasted delicious.
"Ohhh, gosh!" Toni moaned, tossing her head from side to side. Her soft hair picked up a mass of pine needles. She ground the back of her head into the spongy earth as she arch her back, tried to mash her small breast deeper into John's eagerly sucking slobbering mouth.
Her ass wriggled, too. She was afraid of the pain of getting fucked. Her girl friends had told her such horrible stories. The pain would nearly kill her, they had said, but afterward it would be like heaven.
"Mmmm," she moaned, feeling the belly-twisting pleasure of having her nipples really sucked by an adult.
John let go of her nipple with his teeth, trailed his lips over to her other breast. There, he just tickled the erect bud with the very tip of his tongue for a moment, making the girl beneath him writhe wildly with lusty virginal pleasure.
"Oooo, John'" she groaned. Her hands went up to his arms, and she hauled on them, trying to get him to come down fully on top of her. She longed to feel his weight crushing her.
"Mmmm, baby girl," John whispered to her, lifting his head from the girl's wet breasts. He brought his lips down against her mouth, and kissed her, hard. Toni opened her mouth and let his tongue inside. She sucked the fleshy mass of hot meat as though it were a cock, sucking and swallowing rapidly.
John had been holding himself up off Toni's chest with his arms. Now, kissing her, he went down on top of her. His hand moved over to Lori's belly.
"Oh, yes," Lori groaned. The sound of her sister's voice sent a shiver of violent pleasure into Toni's guts. She wanted to get fucked.
NOW!
John jerked his ass, and his cock ripped painfully through the little girl's virginity, drove the shredded bit of flesh deep into her belly. His cock was immensely swollen, scalding hot within her tight channel. Her lubrication quickly eased the friction of his pulling back out, and when he jammed his prick all the way back up into her womb, it felt hot and wet and hard and wonderful beyond description.
She moaned into the man's mouth, sucking his tongue wildly. Her arms wrapped around his powerful shoulders, and held on tightly, her fingernails clawing at the back of his shirt.
John fucked the child's cunny hole madly, humping his hard dork in and out of the incredibly tight passage in a faster and faster rhythm. Toni felt the breath pumped from her lungs with each thrust of John's prick. She could no longer breathe. He was too heavy for her small body. She couldn't get a deep breath. She could only gasp in shallow ragged gulps of air.
Toni threw her legs up over the backs of John's thighs, hugged his body tightly to hers, trying to trap him on top of her, within her forever.
His cock reamed her pussy hole but good.
His balls, still confined inside his underpants, seemed to be made of lead. He could feel the weight of his come bloating his balls to the point of pain.
He fucked the kid harder.
He pulled his tongue out of her mouth, sucked her tongue into his. He sucked the slender piece of tongue meat, biting at the tip of it with his sharp teeth. Toni whimpered with the pain of the bites, but the pleasure in her cunny hole overrode any possible pain she might feel.
Little Lori was humping John's hand. His finger worked her swollen little clitty button wildly, bringing her quickly to a point of humping frenzy.
Lori brought her arms down, gripped both of her tiny hardened nipples between her thumbs and index fingers. She toyed with them, pulled and pinched them, all the time moaning and groaning in the throes of deep lusty pleasure, he kept pumping harder in and out, growing larger and larger as he did so.
Her belly felt each deep thrust. Her love channel clutched at the impaling instrument, sucked at it. Her juices flowed like a gushing flooding river, lubricating the walls of her virginal cunny hole so John's cock could really put it to her.
He slammed into her guts. His dork jammed her harder, faster, deeper. Toni's small body bounced and spasmed under the man's incredible weight.
Lori was crying, on the very verge of coming.
"Oh, golly, golly, golly!" she called out, heedless of the need for quiet. "I can feel it coming!"
Toni's belly spasmed at her sister's words. She felt it, too! Her guts tightened. Her clitty expanded to its fullest bloated state.
And she came!
Her whole body shuddered violently as her love tube gushed come. Her juices sloshed and spewed out of her cunny hole as she rode John's rigid prong of fuck meat like some wildly mindless fucking machine.
And John yanked his dripping cock out of her cunt hole and tore his mouth from hers. He lifted up high. He reached down with both hands, gripped Toni's pumping humping thighs, and flipped her over onto her belly. Her mouth, open from the kissing, drove into the pine needles and dirt. Her clean teeth became clotted with dirt. She sputtered and spit, but her whole body kept spasming and jerking and bucking as her come rose higher and higher in pleasure.
John aimed his cock, and suddenly shoved it home up Toni's unprotected, unsuspecting asshole. The awful pain seared into her belly, ripped at her asshole, as John's dork sank into her tight hot bowel.
His balls clenched tightly.
He shot the first gout of come into the virgin's asshole!
"Lori! Get over here!" he growled through gritted teeth. Lori didn't understand. She was so close to coming herself. But she let him grab her naked body, twist her, pull her until she was where he wanted her.
She found herself with her legs spread around Toni's head. Toni's face was buried in the pine needles. Her back arched and her ass high, Toni humped her asshole back and forth on John's fat rod.
John spewed his come into the deepest part of Toni's hot guts.
And he bent down over the girl's tightly arched body, and ground his face into Lori's naked and hairless young snatch.
As his tongue lashed her clitty, Lori came.
She gushed her thick cream into John's eagerly gulping mouth. His tongue tormented her swollen clit button. His lips sought it out, nuzzled it, then clamped down around it. He sucked her clitty!
Lori nearly screamed with the intensity of her pleasure. She jammed her forearm between her teeth and bit down to keep the shriek from escaping.
She humped John's face, spurting her creamy little-girl come right into his mouth. John lapped the stuff out of her love channel, sucked her clit harder, pulled on it, frictioned it with the tip of his tongue.
Lori threw her legs up around the man's neck, hugging his face closer, tighter to her cunny.
She fucked his face.
Toni came and came and came, gushing her juices right out of her tight crease and spurting it out onto the ground under her tightly arched body. It dribbled down her thighs and wet the tops of her black stockings.
The pumping cock in her ass drove her wild with lust. The fire and pain had eased quickly, and now the pleasure had taken over. Her bowel felt bloated. It felt like she had to really shit, badly. But John fucked her, filled her ass hole with creamy gouts of thick spunk juice. The stuff filled her asshole so full that it began bubbling out around the base of the man's prick every time he pulled backward. The creamy fluid rolled down the crack of her ass, mixed with her own lovely cream, and dribbled down to the soft pine needles beneath her ass.
John ate Lori's cunt while he fucked Toni's asshole. He sucked one child's hot creamy come, while he filled the ass of the other one with his own spunk.
It was heaven.
For all of them.
Lori suddenly sighed and went limp. She let her limbs fall away from John's neck. She lay there, feeling his lips and tongue on her cunny and clitty, utterly exhausted. Her arms flopped loosely to the sides. She had never felt better, more relaxed, happier.
Toni's come subsided more slowly. She twitched hard a few final times, paused, twitched again, then shivered violently all over. She sighed. Sweat dripped from her everywhere. Her cunt channel spasmed, more and more weakly as her climax faded into a soft glow of pure pleasure.
John came down from his high climax last of all. His - cock jammed deep into the young girl's asshole, and he gouted a few last wads of come into her guts. His cock stayed hard. He waited a moment, enjoying the sensation of tightness squeezing his rigid prick. It was a little girl's asshole!
He slowly withdrew his cock. It popped out of Toni's ass with a slurpy sucking sound, and Toni sank down to her belly on the pine needles.
John sat backward, then stretched out on his back, his legs resting over Toni's thighs, across Lori's ankles.
They all sighed.
"You two girls are the greatest," John said, meaning every word.
Lori moaned in response.
Toni mumbled a very quiet "Thank you."
They all rested, each lost in their own warm thoughts as they enjoyed the deeply satisfying afterglow of fucking.
Lori stirred first.
She sat up, then crawled down along her sister's naked body to John's outstretched form. His cock was still stiff, sticking straight up in the air. It was coated with come and shit.
Lori approached it cautiously.
She sniffed.
Strong stuff. Her nose wrinkled, but she moved closer. Her tongue poked out between her lips. She nudged the tip of the dirty thing with her tongue. The taste was very strong, but Lori was game.
She opened her mouth, and lowered her face down over John's rigid prick. She began purring to herself as she sucked the monster clean of her own sister's sweet fluids.
By the time she was finished with her loving task, Toni had crawled around to John's other side. The two children looked at each other over John's massive cock.
John lifted his head, locked his fingers under his neck. He smiled at the two lovely children.
"Who's next?" he said.
There was a sudden mad scrambled that sent them all into fits of laughter. And the two girls got home very, very late that night.
