Chapter 2
(mbg, exhib, voy, nudity, mast, fondle, oral, 1st)
8 year old Nikki plays advanced sex games with Billy and Jason...
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**THINGS GET A BIT OUT OF HAND**
School had just started in the fall. I was now eight years old and in the third grade. Billy was nine and Jason was nearing twelve and in the sixth grade. I had spent a good part of my summer days outside with Billy capturing bugs for his collection. I was a bit squeamish at first, but by and by, I got to where I didn't think anything of grabbing some funky looking insect with my bare hand.
Billy, being a boy, was interested in more than just bugs, he liked to catch lizards, you know the green ones than can turn brown. I wasn't so keen on those things, as they would actually bite, and after being bitten once...
Well, Billy thought it was good fun chasing me around with one of those things, and when he got close enough, he throw the thing on me and I'd scream. Billy thought that was hilarious. I wasn't amused. Then he stuffed one down the front of my pants. That was worse, much worse. Luckily I was wearing shorts and the thing fell out the leg hole of my shorts and made good its escape.
The lizards were bad enough, but one day he caught a little garter snake. Lizards are one thing, but snakes! I was terrified of snakes, a primordial fear I suppose.
I was wearing a nylon jogging suit that my mom had recently bought for me. You know the kind, elastic waistband, and elastic leg cuffs... Well, Billy was chasing me around with the snake. Jason heard me screaming and coming to see what was up, joined in with Billy, by grabbing and holding me while Billy stuffed that snake down my pants!
OH, MY GOD!!! I freaked! Of course the snake fell down one of the legs of the jogging suit where it was trapped. I nearly died! Now to me, all snakes are deadly poisonous until they're dead, and even dead they were still poisonous. And no matter how I jumped around and shook my leg to get rid of the thing, it stayed in the leg of my pants. This, the boys thought, was hilarious.
I wasn't amused at all and once I had presence of mind to strip off the jogging suit to get rid of the serpent, I went at Billy with a fury and punched him in the nuts. Poor Billy, he doubled up on the grass holding his ruptured balls crying. Boy, did I feel bad about that! I didn't mean to hurt him, honest, I was just so mad at him. Still, I knew I had better vamoose before he got up and beat me up. Next day, Billy acted as if nothing had happened, but he never again stuffed another reptile down my pants.
**MY FIRST BLOWJOB**
It was late October and after walking us home from school, Jason was eager to get together with his friends once Mr. Jack got home. We were in the house for ten minutes or so when the phone rang. Jason answered. It was his dad. Jason hung up and announced, "Dad's going to be late getting home. I'm in charge!" Okay, that happened sometimes. What he said next wasn't all that unusual either.
"Nikki, I want to kiss your butt." That was code for, "Take off all your clothes. I'm going to mess with you." I knew I just needed to get naked, either that or I was going to be stripped naked anyway and probably spanked for not cooperating. I decided to skip the spanking because Jason always spanked my bare butt hard, besides I figured he wanted me to jack him off and I loved playing with his or Billy's dick whenever I could. So I stripped off all my clothes and presented my bare butt for him to kiss. Over the course of the summer, his butt kissing had gone from quick pecks to slobbering all over both cheeks.
"How's that?" he asked once he'd wet my entire backside.
"More!" I giggled. Jason pressed his face into my cheeks and went after it again, going so far as pushing his face into my crack. He didn't go too far doing that, but he pushed a finger up my anus, raising me up on my tiptoes.
"How's that?"
"More!" Why did I say that? He roughly drove his entire finger up my rectum.
"Ow!"
"How's that?"
"Okay, okay, okay!" I cried squirming about on his finger.
Withdrawing his finger, he turned me around and quickly undressed. "Dad says that boys shouldn't give other boys a blowjob." I didn't have a clue as to what he was talking about. "Dad says that girls are supposed to give boys a blowjob."
"What's a blowjob?" I had to ask.
"That when you suck a dick," he replied with a disdainful look for my ignorance.
"Suck a dick?" I was more than ready to give him a hand job, but suck his thingie?
"Yeah. I want you to suck my dick. It's fun!"
Turning to Billy he says, "Show her what to do, Billy."
Billy hesitated, clearly not comfortable with doing that. "I'll let her do you first," Jason generously offered. Billy, never one to keep his clothes on, stripped down.
"Do it, Billy!"
I figured Billy would show me what Jason wanted me to do, and he did, but it wasn't what I expected. He knelt down and took his brother's dick into his mouth for about ten seconds and then stood up.
"Now suck his dick, Nikki. And then suck mine," Jason said in a firm manner.
Being just eight years old, I wasn't so sure about any of this. I loved playing with their dicks, but putting one in my mouth? What if he peed?
"Do it, Nikki," Jason urged. From his expression I could tell that he meant it.
But then his expression softened and he even smiled real friendly like saying, "I promise you'll like it. I kissed your butt like you wanted, so you now have to do what I want." His logic, as illogical as it was, made some sense to me.
"Don't you pee in my mouth," I sternly told Billy. Then I did what he'd done to his brother, knelt and took his dick into my mouth for the first time.
What a revelation! At first, I thought it was going to taste bad, but it hardly tasted like anything. But the texture! He was soft at first, but quickly hardened in my mouth. The head, as it poked out from his foreskin was the biggest surprise. It was so incredibly smooth on my tongue. I slid my mouth all over his little dick, marveling at all the different textures and the way it molded between my lips.
Jason was right! I liked it! I liked it a lot and spent way more than just ten seconds orally exploring my first cock. The longer I had it, the longer I wanted to keep it. No doubt my technique left much to be desired, but Billy and I both enjoyed it. He enjoyed it so much that he came; of course he was too young to actually cum, but he had a dry cum just like when I whacked him off. And like when I gave him a hand job, I relished feeling his dick throb, on my tongue rather than on my fingers, and hearing him groan in pleasure. He went soft and I knew it was time to give it up.
I let his now soft penis slip from my lips. I turned my head and Jason's hard dick was right there. I didn't hesitate, peeled back his foreskin and proceeded to give him my second ever blowjob. As much as I liked jacking them off with my hand, sucking their dicks was way better, for all of us.
After he had a dry cum, I let Jason's now spent prick slip from my mouth. I wasn't ready to stop playing and went after Billy's dick for a second time. I must have sucked them both three times each that first cock sucking session. I only stopped because my jaws were getting tired, but I was hooked. At eight years old, sucking dick was now my most favorite thing to do. I did it with them often after that.
**BUSTED**
It was early spring and the school year was inching towards completion. For some reason the school was going to be let out for the day at noon. They sent home notices with every kid. Billy and Jason gave their notices to Mr. Jack, so he was informed. I didn't give mine to my Mom because it didn't matter if she knew or didn't... I'd be staying with Billy regardless of what time school was let out until she got home from work.
We were walking home from school when Jason announces, "Dad told me this morning that he wouldn't be home until 4:30 or 5:00."
I knew right away what that meant, getting naked, sucking their dicks and getting fingered in both the twat and my asshole.
"What do you say, guys?" Jason gleefully asked. "Let's play Doctor when we get home."
Doctor! I loved playing Doctor and doing all the fun naughty things we did when playing that game. It was a game we'd played many times that year.
"I'll need to get my Doctor kit," I announced as we approached the house. It was then I saw that there might be a problem, as Mommy's car was sitting in the driveway to our house. We just about canceled the game for something equally naughty, but less structured, but then I thought that she was just home for lunch and would soon be leaving. So I went home to get my Doctor kit.
The front door was locked. No problem, as I had my key on a chain around my neck. I opened the door and as quietly as I could I closed it. Mommy hated it whenever I slammed the door, so I had learned to hardly make a sound. My rubber soled shoes made no sound as I went into the family room, there I stopped and just stared.
There was Mommy with her dress and bra off, wearing just her black stockings and a gather belt, on her knees in front of a man in a business suit. His pants were down around his ankles and he was holding his shirt tail up and looking down at my mother as she sucked his dick.
Years before, I saw her doing that to Daddy, but they were both naked. I asked her about it and she said something about looking for ticks, as he'd been out in the woods earlier. Once I had done Billy and Jason a few times I remembered that incident and realized Mommy had fibbed about looking for ticks.
The fact that she was cheating on Daddy never occurred to me. What did occur was that Jason's dad was right, girls were supposed to suck boys.
I didn't want to get in any trouble with Mommy, so I slipped into the hallway, retrieved my toy Doctor's stuff and silently retreated without being detected. Up until that moment I had thought that sucking dick was the naughtiest thing a girl could do, but Mommy did it, so it couldn't be all that naughty. It was a revelation!
I made my way back to Billy's house and soon, after raiding the cookies, we were down in the basement, ready to play our favorite game. By then we had adopted a more democratic way to determine who played the doctor first and who would be his first patient. It may have been more democratic, but the results that day were familiar. Jason would be the Doctor, Billy his assistant and I would be the patient. We also had long ago dispensed with all clothes before we began to play.
So there I was, sprawled out naked on the examination table (ottoman) and Dr. Jason was performing his gyno exam, not that any of us knew what a gyno exam was, when we heard Mr. Jack suddenly yell, "What is going on here?!"
I think we all thought that we were in big trouble. Mr. Jack ordered the boys upstairs and to their room until he said otherwise. Me, he left nude.
"Does your mother know you play games like this with my boys?" he asked calmly.
I was in so much trouble! "No, sir. I don't think so," I answered fighting back the tears.
"Do you think you should tell her?"
"No, sir. She'd be mad at me and spank me."
"Yes, I suppose she would. So, do you think I should tell her?"
At that, I began bawling. I was in sooooo much trouble. She'd spank me and my dad would spank me and I'd not get any ice cream ever again, and worst of all, I would never be allowed to play with Billy ever again. I would have no friends to play with at all. I'd be stuck in my room alone forever!
"Shhhhh, Shhhhh," he whispered as he picked me up and hugged me. Next thing I knew I was sitting in his lap still naked, as he sat in the big club chair, his hand soothingly comforting me as I cried and cried and cried.
"Shhhhh, sweet baby girl. It's okay, it's okay."
But how could it be okay? Once he told mom what I had been doing...
"Shhhhh, you're not in any trouble, Nikki."
"But when you tell Mommy, she'll get mad and punish me!"
"You haven't done anything wrong, sweetheart. Not really. All boys and girls play those games. It's how we learn about things no one will ever talk about. It's part of growing up."
He finally got me to stop crying and when he did, he put me off his lap and leaving me downstairs nude, he went upstairs. A few minutes later, Jason and Billy came back downstairs.
"Dad says we can play, but we have to stay dressed," Jason announced.
"He didn't tell you put your clothes on?" he added. It was only then I realized that I was still stark naked, while the boys had put something on upstairs.
"No, he didn't," I answered.
I think I was really confused at that point. I knew we had been playing a naughty game and that I shouldn't be naked in their house, but Mr. Jack didn't really tell me that I had been bad. Still, I wasn't so sure he wasn't just going to tell Mommy and let her deal with me. If he did tell her, Mommy never said a word to me about it.
**MY FIRST SLEEPOVER**
Summer came and Mr. Jack and Mommy hired another college student to look after us during the day. Like the one from the summer before, she was very nice and took us swimming every day. And like the one from the summer before, once home, she pretty much stayed on the couch with her laptop and Kindle and let us be. Cries of, "Geronimo!" were hardly ever made. We were such good kids!
One afternoon a few weeks after my ninth birthday, Mr. Jack came home and the babysitter left.
"Nikki, your mother called me and asked if you could spend the night," he informed me. "She has to go out of town to take a deposition and won't be back until tomorrow.
"So, go home, get your night clothes and a change of clothes for tomorrow. Then come right back."
Simple enough, except I didn't have my key with me.
"I see... Well, you can wear one of my t-shirts tonight," Mr. Jack offered. "I'll run the clothes you have on now through the washer and drier tonight and you can wear them again tomorrow." Problem solved.
Now, I'd never stayed over at Billy's before and from what Billy and Jason had told me, no one ever wore anything to bed, no pajamas, no underwear, no nothing... at least that's what they told me and I sort of believed them.
I knew my daddy never wore anything in bed, so them all sleeping naked wasn't totally farfetched to me. I discovered that long before we moved next door to Billy and Jason; my daddy sleeping nude that is. When I was little and something scared me at night, I'd go crawl into bed with Mommy and Daddy. I quickly learned that if I crawled in next to Mommy that she send me back to my room as soon as she knew I was there, back to the monsters and the huge spiders and whatever else I'd imagined infesting my bedroom. But if I crawled up on Daddy's side, he let me be, mainly because he could sleep through just about anything, except maybe a near miss by a crashing aircraft or something. It didn't take me long to discover that Daddy slept without any clothes. I didn't feel him up in his sleep or anything, but I couldn't help but notice.
What I didn't necessarily believe about what Billy and Jason told me was that after their baths at night that it was okay if they went about undressed, and that included Mr. Jack. Now Billy and Jason both told me cock 'n bull stories all the time, just to see if I was gullible enough to believe them. Still, I never really knew if what they said was true or not and the nighttime nudity stories fit that category. After all, I knew my parents wouldn't allow anything like that in a million years.
So, were the nighttime nudity stories true or not? I was about to find out.
Mr. Jack took us all out to eat somewhere and when we returned to the house, he sent the boys upstairs to take their baths and get ready for bed. For me, he took me to his bedroom on the main level. He pulled out a colorful t-shirt from a drawer and handed it to me.
"You can take your bath in here, Nikki," he told me as he pointed to his bathroom. "Change out here and leave your clothes on the bed.
"Once you're in the bathroom, I'll come get your clothes and put them in the wash." He then left the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
I undressed and taking the t-shirt into the bath with me, shut the door and proceeded to take my bath. No one bothered me while I was taking my bath, something Billy would have surely done if he thought he could get away with it. When I was finished and dressed, I came out and sure enough, Mr. Jack had come in and taken my clothes to wash them.
By this time Billy was finished too and was downstairs wearing just a pair of white briefs. So much for that part of the nudity-at-night story. A few minutes later Jason came down dressed in his underwear. Mr. Jack put on the movie he'd rented for us at Blockbusters and retired to take his bath. We were all just lying around in front of the TV watching the movie when Mr. Jack reappeared fresh from his bath. He wore a pair of gym shorts, just like he wore whenever he was working out down in the basement room.
When the movie ended, he directed us upstairs, telling Billy that I would be sleeping in his bed tonight and for him double up with Jason in his room. Everyone was clear on the instructions and we turned in for the night.
About ten minutes after I had turned off the lights and settled in Billy's bed for the night, I saw the bedroom door open and someone come into the room. Just from his height alone, I knew it was Billy.
"Pssst! Nikki! Are you still awake?" he whispered.
"Yes. What are you doing in here?" I whispered back.
"Jason is bothering me. Can I come sleep with you?"
"Okay."
As Billy crawled in under the covers with me, I immediately felt better about sleeping in a strange bed, in a strange room of a strange house, even though there was nothing really strange about any of it.
"You still have on Dad's t-shirt?" he asked after brushing up against me.
"Yes." My hand brushed against something familiar. "You're naked!"
"Of course I'm naked. I told you, we always sleep naked. Take off that t-shirt."
"What if your dad comes up?"
"So what? We're not doing anything wrong. Now, go on and take off that shirt." So I pulled it over my head.
"See, isn't that more comfortable?" He had a point.
We talked for a while in hushed tones, not about anything in particular, just about stuff in general. Suddenly the door opened and his dad walked in.
"Billy! I told you to sleep with Jason!"
"Yes, sir," Billy replied as he slid out of bed.
"And what did I tell you about wearing clothes to bed?"
"You said that..."
"Put something on! Right this minute!"
"Can't I stay with Nikki?" he asked. "Jason was bothering me."
"I'm going to bother you big time, mister," his father rejoined firmly, "if you don't do as I tell you. Now, go sleep with Jason and leave Nikki alone!"
Billy went to his dresser, found another clean pair of undies, slipped them on and then scurried out the room with his dad giving him a swat on the butt.
With Billy sent back to Jason's room, Mr. Jack peeled back the covers and saw that I was nude too.
"I gave you a t-shirt to wear tonight," he said. "You can't sleep naked with my son, and that's all I'm going to say about it. So, please put the t-shirt on." I found the shirt and slipped it back over my head.
"That's better. Good night, Nikki."
"Good night, Mr. Jack."
Now I was worried that he'd tell my mom out being naked with Billy. As far as I knew, he hadn't told Mommy nor Daddy about us playing Doctor, so maybe he wouldn't. But with adults you never can tell.
In the dark I now imagined what Mommy would say and then do to me when she got home. 'But I didn't do anything! Billy came and got in bed with me! It was his bed...,' I rehearsed. Eventually, despite my worries, I got to sleep.
Sometime in the night I was awakened by someone getting in bed with me. "Billy! What are you doing?"
"I can't sleep in Jason's room. There's too much light in there."
"What if your dad...?"
"He won't. Trust me."
"He might," I countered.
"You're naked!"
"Don't worry about it," he told me.
"Hey, you put that stupid t-shirt back on. Take it off."
"No, your dad said..."
"Take it off."
Whenever Billy or Jason wanted me naked, I either undressed willingly or I was unceremoniously stripped. Either way, I was naked if they wanted me naked, and there wasn't much I could do about it, not that I ever really wanted to do anything about it.
"If your dad comes in again..." I said as I removed the t-shirt again.
Billy ran his hand over me to make sure that I was nude. Satisfied he said, "Do me, Nikki."
I didn't even demand that he kiss my butt, I just found his pecker and had at it. Satisfied, he rolled away from me and went to sleep. Secure that someone was with me, I too fell asleep.
I was wakened in the morning when the covers were suddenly yanked off. "Rise and shine!" Mr. Jack said in a very loud voice.
Billy jumped up out of bed. "Downstairs for breakfast," he said giving Billy a swat on the bare butt.
He looked at me. "You're a naughty little girl and you just don't listen, do you?
"For the record, you slept down in the basement on the sofa and this never occurred. I have your clothes downstairs. Now get up, eat breakfast and then get dressed before the sitter arrives."
Grabbing my night shirt, I hopped out bed and like Billy, I received a swat on the bare rump on my way out of Billy's bedroom. I stopped at the head of the stairs and slipped the t-shirt back over my head. I joined Billy in the kitchen. He was still naked, sporting a large red hand print on his pasty white butt. A moment later Jason was running in the kitchen as bare as his younger brother, but without the handprint. Cereal bowls, spoons, several boxes of cereal and a jug of milk were already set out on the table. The boys took a seat at the kitchen table just as Mr. Jack came in strolling.
"Eat up, kids!" he commanded. "The sitter will be here in twenty minutes, so get the lead out!"
I don't care how many times I'd seen these two boys naked, but it felt rather odd to eating breakfast with them naked. Mr. Jack didn't seem to notice their state of total undress, and with a cup of coffee in hand, he joined us. In about five minutes flat, the boys were finished, put their dirty dishes in the sink and thundered out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
I was only halfway finished, as was Mr. Jack. He looked over at me and said, "Not a word about this to anyone, Nikki! What we do in the privacy of our home is our business and no one else's. I'll raise my boys as I see fit.
"Now, do you understand? Do you want to be treated as just another house guest or as an honorary member of this family?"
"I practically live here already," I answered.
"Yes, you do. You haven't been a problem and we all like you very much, especially Billy. So, house guest or family member?"
"Gosh, Mr. Jack. Are you adopting me? Am I to live here with you all the time?"
"No, you'll still live next door with your mom and dad. I just want to know if you want to be treated as family when you're here."
"Family? Can I?"
"Yes. Understand this... There's nothing wrong with nudity, but I don't think your parents would see it that way.
"Okay. Raise your right hand and repeat after me. I, Nikki..."
"I, Nikki..."
"...as an honorary member of this family..."
"As an honorary member of this family..."
"...promise to never to divulge..."
"Promise to never to... What's divugge mean?"
"Divulge. It means you're to keep your mouth shut."
"Oh."
"Promise to never to divulge..." he repeated.
"Promise to never to di..."
"Divulge."
"divugge."
"...what may or may not happen in this house."
"What may or may not happen in this house."
"Nikki, as of this minute, you are an honorary member of this family, and with that privilege comes responsibility. First and foremost, I don't ever want to hear from the sitter than you've been running around naked in this house. So, you keep your clothes on when there're other people in the house. The boys know that rule and I expect you to follow it like they do. Understood?"
"Yes, sir." I didn't think it was wise to tell him that the boys didn't particularly follow that rule.
**ADOLESCENCE**
It was the beginning of the next school year when I noticed something different about Jason. I was nine years old then, Billy was ten, and Jason was almost thirteen. Billy and I were now in the fourth grade. Jason had moved the year before to the Junior High and was in the eighth grade.
Jason had begun sprouting some hair during the summer and this I found to be very interesting. His nuts had also ripened, but I didn't equate the two, just that he had hair around his privates and it felt pretty neat to run my fingers through it. As for his nuts ripening, I discovered that almost as soon as Jason did.
It was raining that day, so we were down in the basement after school. Mr. Jack was home, looking after us, but upstairs and on the phone taking care of business. Jason asked, or rather he told me to do him and whipped it out. I took his growing cock in hand and proceeded to masturbate him before taking him into my mouth. I just loved sucking him and Billy, as it made all three of us so very happy. Of course this was all double top secret stuff and to be doing it with Mr. Jack home and just upstairs made it especially naughty and fun.
Jason was holding my head as I was merrily bobbing on his dick when I heard him moan and felt the familiar throbbing of his prick. Mission accomplished! I just loved making him happy, as he had begun saying that we were boyfriend and girlfriend. No other girl in fourth grade had two boyfriends like I did, especially one that was in the eighth grade. But I also noticed that something was different, that there was something slippery coating my tongue. I didn't know what to think. It had a salty taste, but it didn't taste anything like pee, but what in the heck was it?
I pretended that nothing had happened and just let his soft dick slip from my lips, ready to do Billy. Jason was looking down at me with a look of mixed surprise and revulsion. He turned to Billy exclaiming, "She ate it!"
Billy's lips curled downward as he replied, "Ewwww!"
The boys then started giggling and I knew something was up.
"What?" I demanded.
"You ate his sperm!" Billy informed me with a snicker.
"Sperm? What are you talking about?"
"You swallowed it. Now you're going to have a baby in your stomach!"
I still didn't know what in the heck they were talking about or why they seemed so nervous and queasy about it, but then I remembered what my mother had told me about swallowing watermelon seeds, that watermelons would grow in my tummy.
Then I thought of my teacher at school. She had a big tummy. At first I thought she had eaten a watermelon seed and had a watermelon growing inside her. But then she explained to the class that she was going to have a baby in a few months. I didn't know much of anything about how that all worked, other than you needed a mommy and a daddy and... I thought of Mommy, doing to Daddy what I did to Jason. Did my teacher swallow... Then it hit me. Jason had put his baby in my tummy!
I let out a scream. Both Jason and Billy tried to hush me up. A moment later Mr. Jack was down in the basement demanding to know what the hell was going on. Jason had pulled up his pants before his dad got there and informed Mr. Jack that a spider had jumped on me, but that he had killed it.
Mr. Jack looked at us suspiciously, but didn't ask anything more, turned and putting his cordless phone to his ear, resumed his business call as he ascended the stairs.
The boys had a good laugh. What did they care? But, I wasn't laughing. I was mortified.
With his dad safely back upstairs, Billy wanted his turn, but I wasn't having any of it! Besides, I had started crying. Again they tried to hush me up and told me that they were just joking around and trying to fool me. Jason even told me that it wasn't possible to have a baby that way, but I didn't believe him! I was just so miserable the rest of the day.
That night after Mommy came home, I asked her about it in a roundabout way. I told her about my teacher and asked her about making babies. Mom then told me about a man's sperm and woman's egg and how they had to meet to make a baby. She didn't elaborate on how they were supposed to meet other than the man puts his penis in the woman's vagina. What she still failed to explain was what a vagina was. I had to ask Mr. Jack the next day what a vagina was, only I'm certain that I butchered the word vagina as badly as I had earlier butchered the unfamiliar word penis. Still, he understood what I was asking and told me to ask my mother.
So the next night I did ask Mommy and finally I understood that my vagina was "down there". Of course from Jason, I already knew a few other names for it, names I'd get in trouble for using if I used them around anyone other than Billy or Jason.
But the main thing was that I was no longer scared that Jason had put his baby in stomach when I swallowed his sperm, not that I'd ever seen sperm before, a situation that Jason quickly remedied for me.
He had me masturbate him and for the first time, I saw spermy semen fountaining from a dick. I was of course quite interested in it and dabbled my fingers in the grayish-white goo, surprised by how thick and slippery it was. After letting me play in it for a minute or so, he scooped some up on his fingers and smeared it on my lips. Ewwwww! He could be so gross sometimes!
Once I had gotten over the initial shock of what he'd done, I came to realize that it wasn't so terribly gross. After all, I'd already tasted it before and had swallowed it and it didn't taste bad nor had it made me sick (nor put a baby in my tummy). In fact, just to prove that I wasn't baby, I took him in my mouth and cleaned him up. That showed him!
**HONORARY FAMILY MEMBER**
Mommy didn't need to go out of town over night again until well into the next school year. I was nine and half by then. This time she would be gone for two nights and Daddy, as usual, was on the road. Of course she asked Mr. Jack if I could stay with them and of course he said yes. This time she asked the day before rather than at the last minute, so that gave me time to do a little planning, that is, what clothes to bring to wear to school for the next two days. Other than that, there wasn't much planning, just eager anticipation.
Mr. Jack told me, "You already run around naked with my boys when you think you can get away with it."
How did he know that? I quickly surmised how he knew... the boys had squealed on me!
While I was stewing over that betrayal, he asked me if I still wanted to be treated as an Honorary Family Member or as a House Guest. I told him I was already an Honorary Family Member.
He said, "Fine," and went on to remind me that as a family member that I wasn't to talk to anybody about what happened in his home.
So I asked him if that meant I could go naked at night like the boys did. He said that he was very well aware of the naked games I played with his boys, but that regardless of what he allowed his boys to do at night, that I should keep my clothes on. Darn! There it was again, boys can have all the fun they want, but not girls! It was so unfair!
That night he took us out for a pizza. Back home he made sure we all had done our homework and then sent us off for our baths and to get ready for bed. I wasn't planning on wearing my pajamas, so I had left them at home. Mr. Jack had a ready solution for that "oversight", producing one of his t-shirts for me to wear and sent me off to his bathroom to bathe while the boys did their thing upstairs. It takes girls a lot longer to do certain things, like washing and drying hair, so when I came out, both Jason and Billy were lying on the living room floor, stark naked while they watched TV.
Seeing that I was finished, Mr. Jack excused himself to get his bath. A commercial break came on and Billy, turning to me asked, "Why are you wearing Dad's t-shirt?"
"He said I had to wear something," I replied.
"Then I guess you'd better wear something," Jason said looking over his shoulder at me. "Dad doesn't like it if we don't do as he says."
He then rolled onto his back and playing with his dick tells me, "Come suck me, Nikki. Be quick and do it before Dad comes back."
I hesitated and he urged, "Come on! Do it! You know you want to do it, Nikki, and I want you to do it." He had a point there. So I got down on my hands and knees, crawled between his legs and took him into my mouth.
Billy, who was lying next to his older brother, played with himself as he watched me gobbling Jason's dick. After a minute or so, he said, "Now do me, Nikki! Do me!" I pulled off Jason, swung over and slurped up Billy's dick.
It was while I was sucking Billy that Jason urgently whispered, "Dad's coming! Dad's coming!" I pulled away, both boys rolled back onto their stomachs hiding their erections while I lay between them.
I watched to see if Mr. Jack was going to come out naked like boys said he always did, but he didn't, he was wearing a pair of gym shorts. He eyed me lying between the two nude boys and smiled at me.
At the conclusion of the TV show, Mr. Jack fed us some ice cream in the kitchen and then sent us off to bed, telling Billy that he should sleep with his brother, as I would be sleeping in his bed. Just like the time before, once the lights were off for a few minutes, Billy came sneaking into bed with me. And just as the time before, he told me that I needed to take off his dad's t-shirt and sleep bare, and like the time before, I did just that. But unlike the time before, Mr. Jack didn't come upstairs to check up on us.
You might think that there would be a lot of messing around with Billy and me sleeping together in the buff, but there wasn't except for Billy placing my hand on his dick. He didn't need to tell me what he wanted and I jacked him off. Satisfied he rolled away and went to sleep, leaving me to jill myself off. I thought that maybe Jason would show up sometime during the night, but he didn't.
The next morning was much like the time before too. Mr. Jack came upstairs and rousted us out of bed. He wasn't surprised nor upset that Billy was in bed with me, nor was he upset that we were both naked. He just told me, "Well, if you're not going to wear my t-shirt, you might as well give it back to me," before sending me downstairs for breakfast without any clothes, just like the boys.
That night, I got to stay naked after my bath, just like the boys.
Mom seemed to travel a lot that year and I spent the night at Mr. Jack's several times, at least once a month. He was okay with us being naked at night and naked at breakfast in the morning, and he was okay with Billy and/or Jason sleeping with me in Billy's bedroom. He never said it, but I think he liked seeing me naked. As much as he let us kids run around naked, he never did.
One other notable thing happened that year, I got fucked by Jason for the first time. After the first time, he fucked me often. The first time was during a sleepover in Billy's bed while Billy watched. There wasn't any big buildup to the act other than Jason twiddling my twat while I sucked on Billy. Billy had his dry cum and I moved to suck down a load of Jason's sperm, only he wouldn't let me go down on him. Instead he got on top of me and stuck his dick into me, pumping furiously until he shot his load up my cunt. I must admit, I liked it, I liked it a lot and fucking became a regular feature of our naughty play time. Once Jason did me, Billy wanted to try it and I let him.
By that time I had learned a lot about sex and had a rudimentary understanding about how babies came about. I understood that they came about by doing what Jason did to me whenever he could. I also understood that I was too young to actually conceive and have a baby. That I learned from additional talks with my mom and my dad. I didn't trust Mom to give me the full scoop, so I checked out what she told me with Daddy, who confirmed the facts.
Of course during the school year, Mr. Jack was around most of the time and we actually had little opportunity to do it, except when I slept over while Mommy went out of town. We all thought that Mr. Jack was clueless as to what we were up to, but of course he wasn't. He knew full well what we were up to and was happy to let his boys do whatever I let them do, which was anything and everything.
In Chapter 3 - Nikki dances for her daddy and Mr. Jack...
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