Wanderings
(c) 2002 Anais Ninja anais_ninja@hotmail.com
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Note: This is my story. The names and details have been changed to
protect the privacy of those involved. Some of this account has been
reconstructed from memory, but most of it has been based on a journal I
kept during these years.
Chapter Eleven - Babes in Toyland (FFff inc ws)
The next morning I helped Julia with her housework, just a bit of
cleaning before Shelly and Margaret came to visit. We had lunch in
the garden and then drove into town to meet their bus. Shelly wore a
lovely floral print sundress, the short hem showing off her long,
shapely legs. Margaret was dressed in black, of course, a sleeveless
blouse and a long, flowing skirt. She wore dark eye makeup, but not
nearly as much as that first time I'd met her. Her light complexion
made her look like a ghost, especially in comparison with everyone
else coming off the bus.
"Julia, Annie, how nice to see you," Shelly said, kissing both of us
on the cheek.
"Hi, Annie," Margaret said. She kissed me, too, but on the lips
instead of the cheek.
"Hi, Margaret," I said, taking her hand. Julia put their bags in the
trunk of her car and we walked around town, sightseeing and window
shopping. An hour and a half later, we drove back to Julia's house.
I helped her start dinner while Shelly and Margaret settled into the
guest room. A few minutes later they came back downstairs and Julia
showed them out to the garden to relax before dinner.
"Here, take these out to them," Julia said, handing me a tray that
held a glass of wine for Shelly and a can of soda for Margaret. I
walked out to the garden where they sat in the shade. The sun was
just beginning to touch the tops of the trees, and a cool breeze was
blowing.
"Thank you, Annie," Shelly said, as I handed her the wineglass.
Julia came out of the house, holding a pair of wineglasses. She
handed one to me and we sat in the shade with Shelly and her daughter.
While Shelly and Julia talked, I took Margaret for a walk through the
garden, teaching her the names of all the flowers. I glanced over to
where Shelly and Julia were sitting and saw them kiss. Shelly's hand
was on Julia's bare thigh, edging under the hem of her dress, and I
felt a twinge of jealousy.
"Do you live here?" Margaret asked.
"No, I live in down the road with my stepfather and his two sons."
"Where's your mommy?"
"She passed away," I said.
"Oh." Margaret hiked up her skirt and knelt on the grass to smell the
Queen Anne's Lace that grew wild around the fringes of the garden.
"My daddy died when I was little." She seemed older than eleven when
she spoke those words.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Margaret," I said.
"You can call me 'Maggie'" if you want. Just don't call me 'maggot'.
I hate that," she said, wrinkling her little upturned nose. She
looked so precious when she did that.
"Okay, Maggie." I felt a sisterly pang, the urge to wash the makeup
from her face, to get her out of those black clothes and into a pretty
dress, to brush her hair out and put flowers in it, to hold her in my
lap and caress her. I wondered if she was reading my mind when she
took my hand and held it. We lay together on the grass, looking up at
the clouds and trying to find shapes in them, mostly animals and
faces. I kept stealing looks at Shelly and Julia, watching them kiss
and feel each other up. A few minutes later, Julia got up and headed
back into the kitchen.
Shelly got up and walked over to where her daughter and I were
sitting, and took a seat in the grass next to us.
"You're a lovely girl, Annie," she said, placing her hand on my thigh.
"Thank you," I said. I felt Margaret's hand on my other thigh,
caressing me. Shelly leaned over and kissed me, her hand roaming
under my dress, just as she'd done with Julia. I lay back on the
grass between them, Shelly's hand rubbing my cleft through my panties
while Margaret cupped my breasts through the bodice of my dress.
Shelly's tongue was relentless, probing my mouth and seeking my own,
aggressive like a man's kiss. She dipped her fingers under the
legband of my panties and began to finger me. I laid there on the
grass, letting Shelly and her daughter have their way with me until
Julia called us in to eat.
We sat down to dinner an hour later. Julia served her scrumptious coq
au vin, and Shelly let Margaret have a half glass of wine with her
dinner. After dessert and coffee, Margaret helped me clear the table
and do the dishes while Julia and Shelly retired to the living room.
After we'd finished cleaning up, we joined them.
"Come see what Shelly's brought us," Julia said. She and Shelly had
taken off their dresses and were sitting together on the couch in
their underwear.
"Just a few tokens of my gratitude for your hospitality," Shelly said.
There was an array of sex toys spread out on the coffee table,
vibrators, dildoes, and a few things I didn't recognize.
"What's this?" I asked, holding up a pink rubber cone-shaped item with
a rounded tip and a flared base.
"That's a butt plug," Margaret said. "Want me to show you how it
works?" She began to undo her long black skirt, stepping out of it
and neatly folding it. Just like the time we first met at her
mother's shop, she wore white cotton panties, except this time without
the cartoon character print.
"No, thanks," I said. "I think I can figure it out."
"Why don't you get comfortable, Anne?" Shelly said. I turned around
so Julia could unzip my sundress and I stepped out of it.
"You have the prettiest undies," Margaret said. She removed her
blouse, exposing her puffy little nipples, the merest suggestion of
breasts.
"Thank you," I said. "Julia bought these for me." I was wearing the
pale pink bra and panty set that Julia had brought back from Boston,
right after we'd first met. I sat down on the love seat across from
the couch, and Margaret came over to sit next to me. We watched as
Shelly demonstrated some of the toys she'd brought with her. It felt
like a Tupperware party, almost. Maggie edged closer to me on the
couch and I put my arm around her.
"I'm sure you'll have fun with this," Shelly said, holding a huge
double-ended dildo, almost 18" long and with a prominent glans on both
ends. "The trick is to stay still and use your muscles to push it
back and forth. Let me show you, Julia."
Shelly peeled off her panties and Julia did the same. Then she rubbed
a clear lubricant on both ends, inserting one end inside her slit.
Julia scooted closer on the couch, one leg folded under her bottom as
she worked the other end of the dildo into her sex. As they sat
connected, I could see the dong move back and forth between them, ever
so slightly. Julia started to look a bit flushed as she reached back
to unhook her bra, and as she freed her breasts, Shelly leaned forward
to cup them, her fingers dancing over Julia nipples as they kissed.
"She has such lovely titties," Margaret said.
"Yes, they're perfect," I said. "You're going to have nice ones when
you grow up." I ran my hand over Margaret's chest, playing with her
little buds. She began to do the same to me, slipping her hand under
my bra cup and flicking my nipple. I leaned over to kiss her, soft
lips that reminded me of Luci's. She was a passive kisser, unlike her
mother, her little tongue yielding to mine. Her hands, however, were
all over me, unclasping my bra, squeezing my breasts, pressing against
the crotch of my panties.
"Take these off, sweetie," I cooed, tugging at the waistband of her
little white cotton panties. She leaned against the arm of the love
seat, lifting her bottom off the cushion so I could pull her panties
off. Her puffy little lips glistened with moisture and there was a
damp spot on the crotch of her undies.
"You, too," she said. I slid my lacy pink panties down my thighs and
stepped out of them. I sat on the couch and leaned over to kiss
Margaret again, running my hands over her creamy skin, feeling the
growing wetness between her legs.
"You look good enough to eat," I whispered, making her giggle. I
began to kiss her neck, her shoulders, lingering over her budding
little breasts and the soft, pale skin of her belly. There was a hint
of babyfat and her hips were just starting to swell into a womanly
figure. I cupped her tiny bottom and brought her hairless cunny up to
my mouth, savoring her fresh, sweet taste, the flavor of youth.
"Annie...yes," Margaret gasped as my tongue probed her puffy labia. I
licked her up and down, from her tight bottom to her tiny pearl of a
clit. She began to rock her hips, her buns tensing and relaxing in my
hands as I ravished her babycunt, feeling a pang of nostalgia as I
remembered how Luci's sex tasted.
Margaret was quick to come, her little thighs quivering and pressing
against my shoulders, her moans and gasps rising in intensity. I
pressed my mouth against her pussy, keeping up my relentless assault
of her tiny clit, making her come again and again. Finally, she sat
up, pulling her sex away from my mouth and leaning over to kiss my wet
lips. I felt her fingers reaching for my cleft, dipping inside me and
teasing my clitty.
"That was good," Margaret said, still out of breath. "Let me do you,
Annie." She pushed me back on the couch and laid on top of me,
suckling my breasts like a nursing infant, sending an electric shock
through my body as her teeth gently grazed my nipples. I looked over
to the couch where Julia and Shelly sat, connected by the double-ended
dildo. They had their hands on each other's breasts, caressing each
other as they kissed.
I ran my hands over Margaret's smooth back as she worked her lips down
my body, from my breasts to my belly, up my thighs and ending up on my
shaved slit. Her little tongue parted my labia, teasing my clit,
gently swirling around and over it. I closed my eyes and relaxed
against the arm of the love seat as she slowly licked me down there,
taking her time as she kissed and sucked my sex.
Margaret was quite an experienced lover for a girl of eleven,
carefully bringing me to a climax, backing off when I seemed close,
and then pushing me over the edge with her skillful tongue. I cupped
my breasts and arched my back when I came, but she managed to follow
my movements, keeping her lips pressed against my sex as she lashed my
clit with her tongue. She didn't stop until I'd had enough, pulling
her on top of me and kissing her, tasting my own nectar on her lips.
"You do that so well," I whispered, holding her tight between my legs
and caressing her smooth back. We kissed again, longer this time,
until the sound of sighs and moans from the couch caught our
attention.
Shelly was holding the double-ended dong, pushing it back and forth
between her pussy and Julia's. Her head was tilted back as she
squirmed on the couch, caught in the throes of her orgasm. Julia held
Shelly's ample breasts in her hands, bringing both nipples to her lips
and sucking them until her own orgasm forced her to release them. She
grabbed the couch cushion with both hands, her knuckles turning white
as her bottom quivered. Then she relaxed and laid back against the
arm of the couch, reaching for Shelly's hand.
Julia gasped as Shelly pulled the dildo from her dripping snatch and
set the glistening toy down on the coffee table. She laid on top of
Julia, their breasts pressed together as they kissed. I felt
Margaret's lips seeking my own, mirroring her mother's actions. I
cupped her little bottom and gently squeezed it, caressing her silky
flesh as we kissed.
We lay like that for a while, savoring the afterglow, until Julia got
up from the couch to open another bottle of wine. Margaret climbed
off of me and went over to Shelly, giving her mother a passionate
kiss.
"Will you help put this in me?" Margaret asked Shelly, picking up a
fat butt plug from the collection of toys on the coffee table.
"Let's give you an enema first, sweetie," Shelly said. She got up
from the couch and took her daughter by the hand. As she headed
upstairs, she turned to me and said "Would you like to watch, Annie?"
I was curious about this. I'd never seen an enema, much less had one.
I followed them upstairs to the bathroom and Margaret kneeled in the
bathtub while Shelly went to fetch something from the guest room. She
returned with a red rubber bladder and a long white hose with a thin
nozzle at the end. Shelly turned on the sink's faucets, carefully
regulating the temperature of the water, filling up the bag when she
was satisfied that it was neither too hot or too cold. She greased
the nozzle with a clear lubricant and knelt next to the tub as
Margaret got on her hands and knees, presenting her little bottom.
"Margaret loves these," Shelly said, pressing the greased nozzle
against her daughter's ass and gently pushing it inside her bottom.
"Don't you, baby?"
"Yes, Mommy," Margaret said, sighing as Shelly released a clamp that
pinched the long white tube.
"Is that too hot?" Shelly asked.
"No, it's fine."
Shelly held the rubber bag at shoulder level with one hand, gently
caressing her daughter's belly with the other. Margaret began to
moan, moving back and forth on her hands and knees as Shelly began to
finger her hairless slit. I sat on the toilet and watched them with
fascination.
Julia came into the bathroom just as the bag had emptied, a glass of
wine in her hand. She stood next to me and caressed my shoulders as
we watched Shelly remove the nozzle from Margaret's bottom.
"Hold it in, baby," Shelly cooed, leaning over to kiss her daughter's
smooth back. "That's a good girl. How does it feel, baby?"
"Mmmmm...so good," Margaret whispered.
"Just a few minutes more, baby." Shelly's fingers worked her
daughter's slit, parting her puffy lips and rubbing her little clitty.
"Yes, Mommy." She pressed her bottom against her mother's busy
fingers, moaning as she neared her orgasm.
"Okay, baby," Shelly said, helping Margaret to her feet. I stood up
from the toilet, getting out of the way as Margaret rushed out of the
bathtub, holding her cheeks together. She sat down on the toilet and
let go, expelling the warm water that had filled her belly, reaching
between her legs to rub her reddened slit and shivering as she had a
mini-orgasm. She looked up at her mother and smiled, and Shelly
leaned down to kiss her.
"Annie? Would you like to try an enema?" Shelly asked, wiping off the
nozzle.
"I don't know," I said, hesitantly.
"It feels so good, Annie," Margaret said as she wiped her bottom with
a wad of toilet paper. "Try it."
"Okay," I said. I took a sip of wine from Julia's glass to steady my
nerves and stepped into the bathtub. Shelly filled the rubber bladder
again and lubricated the nozzle. I got on my hands and knees as
Margaret had done, feeling Shelly gently caress my back. She pressed
the nozzle against my bottom and I flinched, jumping away from it.
"Relax, Annie," Shelly cooed. Julia sat on the edge of the tub and
caressed my cheek, leaning down to kiss me. I felt the slender nozzle
penetrate my ass and heard a click as Shelly released the clamp.
Suddenly I felt a warmth in my belly, spreading through my whole body.
It was like the feeling I had when Ramon would come in my bottom, only
more so. I relaxed and took a deep breath, feeling Julia's hands on
my breasts and Shelly gently caressing my back.
"How's that feel, dear?" Shelly asked.
"Wow, it's wonderful. I had no idea," I said. I felt my belly start
to expand as the water filled me, followed by a sudden urgency, as if
I had to pee and shit at the same time.
"Hold it in, Annie," Shelly instructed, dipping a finger inside my
slit and spreading my wetness over my slippery clit. "Keep it in."
"No...I've got...to go," I gasped. The urgent feeling in my belly
intensified the sensations her fingers were giving me, making my clit
seem as swollen as my belly. It felt sexy and strange at the same
time.
"Okay, you can get up now," Shelly said. She and Julia helped me to
the toilet as I clamped my cheeks together just as Margaret had done.
I sat down and immediately expelled the water. It seemed like it
would never stop, and I shuddered with a little climax as the water
flowed from my bottom.
"Pretty good for a first time," Shelly said, cleaning the nozzle and
coiling up the hose. She and Julia left the bathroom so I could clean
myself in privacy.
"Now you're all clean inside," Margaret said, kissing me on the cheek
before leaving to join her mother and Julia. I still felt the
remnants of the warmth in my belly, leaving me somewhat horny as I
wiped myself carefully.
I rejoined everyone downstairs and Julia refilled my wineglass as we
watched Shelly grease up a fat butt plug and worm it into Margaret's
tight bottom. The little girl gasped and pushed against it until it
was buried in her ass, only the flared base showing between her
cheeks.
"Feel good, baby?" Shelly asked her.
"Yes, Mommy. Thanks." Margaret climbed up on her mother's lap,
leaning over to suckle her nipples as Shelly fingered her daughter's
slit. I picked up a butt plug from the table, smaller than the one in
Margaret's bottom, but still wider at the base than even Ramon's fat
cock.
"Let me help you with that," Julia said, squirting some lubricant on
her fingers. I leaned over the coffee table as she greased my bottom,
sawing her fingers in and out of my anus, stretching my tight ring of
muscle. Then she pressed the tip of the plug against my sphincter,
slowly working it into my hole until it filled me completely and my
ass closed around the thin neck.
"How does that feel?" Julia asked.
"Like a big cock," I replied. I climbed on to her lap just like
Margaret had done with Shelly, leaning my head on Julia's shoulder as
she caressed and petted me. I saw Shelly pick up the double-dildo
from the coffee table and, after licking the tip, she slowly slid it
into Margaret's little pussy. The other end jutted out of Margaret's
puffy lips, making it look as if the little girl had a large penis
growing from between her legs.
"Scoot over, Julia," Shelly said, turning on the couch with Margaret
in her lap. She supported her daughter on her thighs while folding
her legs underneath. Julia shifted her position, still holding me in
her lap, so that we faced Shelly and Margaret. The other end of the
dildo was only inches from my slit, and Julia moved forward until it
touched me. I reached down and pressed it against my sex, feeling the
knobby head worm its way inside my cunny. Between the fat dong and
the butt plug in my bottom, I felt completely filled, almost as if I
had Ramon's cock in both my ass and my pussy.
Now Margaret and I were connected by the rigid silicone pole. As
Shelly began to rock Margaret in her lap, I felt the dong pushing back
and forth inside me. Julia started rocking as well, making the double
dildo move even more. She held me tightly, her hands crossed over my
chest, a breast in each hand as she kissed my neck and nibbled my
earlobe.
Margaret straightened her legs, laying them on top of mine. I
caressed her smooth skin and she reached for my hands, holding them as
Julia and Shelly rocked us in their arms, pushing the dong back and
forth between our tender pussies. Margaret's eyes were half-open, and
she was mewling with pleasure, her chest heaving as she breathed.
Julia's slow, steady rocking lulled me, and if it weren't for the
pleasurable feeling of having my tender holes filled, I might have
gone to sleep in her lap.
Julia shifted forward a bit, pushing the dong deeper inside me and
making me gasp. Her fingers danced over my nipples, making them
engorge, my areolas crinkling like prunes. She kissed my cheek and
leaned over to reach for something on the coffee table. I couldn't
see what it was, but when I heard a soft humming I knew it was a
vibrator. I caught a glimpse of it in her hand, a small oval egg with
a wire that connected to a hand-held control. She pressed the egg to
my clit, making me gasp and catch my breath as the vibrations traveled
through my whole body. I stiffened in her arms, my cunny spasming
around the dildo as I began to come. My spasms made the dong vibrate
sympathetically, and this began to have an effect on Margaret. Julia
passed the vibrator to Shelly, who pressed it to her daughter's clit.
I felt the dong move inside me when Margaret began to come, her little
pussy clenching around the fat pole, the humming of the vibrator
traveling along its length. She began to cry with pleasure, almost a
shriek, and the sound of her passion added to my already intense
orgasm.
Shelly and Julia kept rocking us in their arms, keeping us on the edge
as they passed the vibrator back and forth, taking turns making
Margaret and I come. I lost count of how many times we climaxed.
When Shelly turned off the vibrator, Margaret promptly fell asleep in
her mother's arms. Julia scooted back on the couch, the big dong
falling out of my aching cunny. I closed my eyes and lay quietly in
Julia's lap, listening to the sound of her sipping wine and talking
with Shelly in a quiet voice.
"Helen came by the store yesterday," Shelly said. "She invited me to
their party next weekend."
"Really? How nice," Julia said. "I'm sure you'll have a wonderful
time."
"Do you think I should bring Maggie? I've never been to one of her
parties before. I don't know what to expect."
"There won't be anyone her age there, and there is a fair amount of
drinking and drugs," Julia said. "Has she ever been with...?"
"Only her uncle. He stayed with us for a few weeks earlier this
year."
"She's rather mature for her age. Annie will be there, too."
"Oh, good. Margaret's twelfth birthday is coming up soon. I think
she'd enjoy an early present," Shelly said, kissing her sleeping
daughter's hair.
They talked for a while longer, mostly about Helen and her husband,
the wild parties they threw. Then Shelly excused herself and brought
Margaret upstairs to put her to bed. I roused myself from my reverie
and got up from Julia's lap, stretching my limbs and yawning. She
helped me remove the butt plug from my bottom and I kissed her
goodnight, heading upstairs to her bedroom just as Shelly was coming
back down. Shelly gave me a goodnight kiss and returned to the couch,
sitting next to Julia. I caught a glimpse of them kissing as I walked
upstairs.
On my way to Julia's bedroom, I stopped in the doorway of the guest
room to gaze at Margaret while she slept. She looked even younger
without her makeup on, a pale angel with black bangs and an upturned
nose, quietly slumbering in a sheer white nightie. I watched her for
a while before heading into the bathroom to wash up for bed.
I sat up in Julia's bed, reading the book of poetry I'd given her,
listening to the moans and cries that filtered up from downstairs.
About an hour later I heard two sets of footsteps on the steps. Julia
came into her bedroom carrying her dress and underwear, draping them
over the back of a chair and climbing into bed.
"Not tired?" she asked, kissing me.
"I thought you and Shelly wanted some time alone," I said.
"That was sweet of you," she said. "You're not jealous, are you?"
"No," I said, though it was only half true.
"Honest?" she asked.
"Well..." I couldn't lie to Julia. "She's very pretty." I knew I
didn't have a right to be jealous, not as long as Ramon and my
brothers were in my life, or Brad, or Margaret for that matter. I
still had the feeling of Maggie's soft lips on my mind, along with
lingering memories of Luci and Tina, how wonderful it felt when we
kissed.
"That she is," Julia said. "But I love you. I always will. You know
that, right?"
"I love you, too," I said, snuggling up in her arms and kissing her.
She turned off the light and we fell asleep together, holding each
other underneath her clean, cool sheets.
* * *
We spent all of the next day at the beach, heading out after
breakfast. Margaret wore almost no makeup, looking like a normal
eleven-year-old girl in her yellow bikini top and cutoff shorts
instead of a little punk rocker in black. Shelly wore a white maillot
with a wrap-around skirt and sandals, while Julia had her usual red
one-piece suit under an oversized white blouse. I wore a skimpy
polka-dot string bikini that I'd bought in Florida, about a size too
small.
It was late in the season and even though the sun was hot, the water
was getting chilly. We lay under the cloudless sky all day, and even
Margaret got a tan despite her heavy use of sunblock. She managed not
to burn, though, and I thought she looked good with a little color in
her skin.
Late in the afternoon we headed back to Julia's house to shower, and
then went out to dinner, ordering lobster at a restaurant at the
water's edge. We took an after-dinner stroll through town, and Julia
treated us to ice cream before we drove back to her place.
Almost immediately after walking in the door, Shelly and Margaret
began to shed their clothes. I followed them upstairs and watched
Shelly give her daughter an enema, and she gave me one as well. When
we returned to the living room, Julia had moved the coffee table aside
and had spread a sheet over the living room carpet, between the couch
and the love seat. As she opened a bottle of wine, Shelly and I moved
the love seat back against the wall, making more room to play. Julia
turned down the lights and lit a few candles, bathing the room in a
romantic glow.
"Will you help me with this?" Margaret asked, holding a thick butt
plug in one hand, a tube of lubricant in the other.
"Of course," I said, taking the items from her. She knelt on the
sheet and got down on all fours, presenting her ass to me. Before I
greased up her bottom, I knelt behind her and kissed her little
cheeks, reaching between her legs and fingering her hairless little
slit. Margaret moaned and pushed back against my probing fingers, her
tiny clitty swelling under my fingertip.
I diddled her for a while and then applied a dollop of lube to my
finger, spreading some on the tip of the butt plug and the rest on her
puckered brown bud, working it into her tight little ass. She slowly
rocked back and forth, enjoying the gentle penetrations. Shelly and
Julia sat on the sheet and watched us, sipping their wine, their hands
resting on each other's thighs.
"Ready?" I asked, pressing the glistening plug against Margaret's
sphincter. She nodded, and I slowly pushed it inside her, twisting it
slightly to spread the lubricant around. She gasped as I reached
around her thigh, teasing her tiny clit as I filled her bottom with
the thick toy.
"Annie's so gentle," Shelly said, caressing her daughter's cheek.
"Yes, she is," Julia replied, getting up to kneel next to me. She
kissed me, her hand cupping my breast as I wormed the butt plug into
Margaret's tight ass.
"Let me do you," Margaret said, after the toy was buried inside her
bottom. I got down on my hands and knees, and Julia began to caress
my back and play with my nipples. I felt something warm and wet
between my cheeks; it was Margaret's tongue, probing my bottom as she
reached between my legs to part my labia with her fingers. She spread
some of my wetness over my clit, making it slippery beneath her
fingers. I heard her open the tube of lubricant and felt the cool
grease on my puckered asshole, followed by the tip of a butt plug
worming its way inside me.
Shelly leaned over to kiss me, her tongue aggressively finding mine as
Julia fondled my breasts and took over the task of fingering my damp
pussy from Margaret. Shelly and Julia had their hands all over me,
roaming over my back and belly as Margaret slowly worked the butt plug
into my bottom. As she filled my bottom, Shelly slid closer, sitting
in front of me so her breasts were level with my face. They were
large but firm, with big brown nipples that stiffened when I tongued
them. She gasped as I grazed her areola with my teeth, caressing my
back and shoulders while I suckled her.
Margaret took her time with the butt plug, slowly twisting it as she
filled me. The last inch seemed to take forever. Finally, I felt my
bottom clench around the thin neck, leaving only the flared base
protruding from my ass. Shelly laid back on the sheet, pulling me on
top of her, and I rested my head on her ample bosom as she caressed my
hair.
"How does that feel?" Julia asked, laying next to us.
"Mmmm...wonderful," I replied. What felt even better was the three
pairs of hands roaming over my body, Shelly's, Julia's, and
Margaret's. With my head resting on Shelly's lovely breasts, I closed
my eyes and savored the feeling of their gentle caresses. I felt a
hand between my legs, dipping inside my cleft, a pair of soft lips
pressing against my own, another hand probing between my cheeks and
twisting the butt plug that filled my bottom. When I opened my eyes I
saw that it was Julia who was kissing me, Margaret's fingers in my
sex, and Shelly playing with my bottom.
"Come, child. Let me taste you," Julia said to Margaret. The girl
crawled over to Julia, who kissed her tenderly as they lay together.
Margaret scooted around so they were laying head-to-toe, and she laid
her head on Julia's thigh as the older woman began to kiss her young
cunny.
Shelly didn't have to say anything to me. I moved around so that my
face was only inches away from her sex. As I gently parted her thighs
and exposed her juicy slit, I felt her breath on my cunny, followed by
a tender kiss on my labia.
Until now, Julia's sex was the only other adult vagina I'd seen up
close. Shelly's sex was quite different. Her lips were bigger,
almost curtain-like, and her clit was much larger; thicker and longer,
almost like a tiny penis. Her juices were much saltier and flowed
freely when I began to probe her cleft with my tongue. I gently
nibbled her labia, swirling my tongue around her clit, penetrating her
slit with my tongue.
"You taste so sweet," Shelly murmured, her voice muffled by my pussy.
She ravished me with her lips and tongue, greedily sucking my cunny as
she squeezed my bottom in her strong hands. When I began to suck her
clit like a cock, she gasped and began to lick me harder, faster,
rocking her hips as she pushed her sex against my mouth. Her juices
kept flowing, wetting my face as I sucked her big clit.
I could hear Julia start to moan as she and Margaret made love next to
us, with an occasional gasp from the little girl. I could feel
Shelly's moaning in my pussy as she clamped her mouth to my sex and
fucked me with her long tongue. I sucked her clit harder, drinking in
her salty juices.
Margaret was the first to come, losing herself to Julia's loving
mouth, almost shrieking as Julia ravished her little cunny. I was
about to climax myself when I heard Julia's moaning become the
familiar cry of passion, my favorite song of all. The sound of her
pleasure triggered my own release, and I stopped sucking on Shelly's
swollen clit momentarily while she assaulted my sloppy pussy with her
tongue, sending waves of pleasure radiating through my belly. I
didn't want to leave her hanging, so I returned to her clit, sucking
it madly while I probed her slit with my finger.
Shelly's moaning got louder, punctuated by gasps and cries, until
suddenly she screamed and clamped her quivering thighs around my neck.
Her juices began to pour out of her pussy, so hard that I thought she
might have been peeing. Her hips rocked fast and hard and her pussy
tightened around my finger, but I didn't release her big clit from my
lips. It wasn't until she pushed my head away from her sex that I
stopped sucking it.
"You like my big clit, don't you?" Shelly asked, pulling me on top of
her. "Just like a little dick." Before I could answer her she kissed
me, her lips pressed against mine, her tongue finding mine. I felt
her hand on my ass, squeezing my cheeks and grabbing the base of the
butt plug that was still buried in my bottom.
"You ate me out good, Annie," Shelly said. "Time for a little
reward." She tugged on the butt plug and pulled it out of my ass,
leaving me feeling empty down there.
"But you made me come," I said as she rolled me on my back.
"I know, but I'll bet you've never come like this," she said, holding
two of the biggest vibrators I'd ever seen, silicone cocks that
rivaled Ramon's fat prick. "Margaret, hold her hands. Julia, why
don't you hold her legs?" Julia and Margaret got up from the sheet
where they'd been enjoying a post-orgasmic embrace. I felt Margaret
grabbing my wrists and holding them above my head. Though she was
strong for her age, I could have broken loose, but I didn't. Julia
leaned over to plant a kiss on my shaved mons before grabbing my
ankles and spreading my legs.
"Tell me when you've had enough," Shelly said, leaning over me with
the vibrators in her hands. "I wouldn't want to hurt you."
"Chicken," I said.
"What?" Shelly had a puzzled expression on her face.
"That's our safe word," Julia explained. "Chicken."
"Chicken," Shelly repeated with a chuckle. She placed one of the
vibrators against my bottom and slowly pushed it inside me. The butt
plug had stretched me out and the toy slipped in easily, even without
lubrication. Then she turned it on, making my whole body hum. She
turned the second vibrator on and licked the tip before placing it on
the entrance of my sex, slowly pressing it inward, filling my wet
pussy. The two vibrators oscillated at roughly the same frequency,
and the slight difference between them made a third, lower vibration
that resonated through my whole body.
Shelly made sure the two dongs were snug and secure in my two tender
holes before reaching for a third device, a long white wand with a
flat padded end. As she switched it on I noticed some Chinese or
Japanese characters on the handle. Shelly pressed it against my belly
first, sending a wave of low frequency vibrations through my
midsection, intensifying the effects of the two vibrators she'd
inserted in my ass and pussy. I yelped with surprise over this new
sensation, arching my back off the floor. Margaret and Julia held my
wrists and ankles tight, and the young girl looked almost envious over
what I was feeling.
Shelly slid the gadget from my belly up to my breasts, making me gasp
as she worked over my nipples. I felt like my tits were going to
explode as she went from one to the other. She leaned down and kissed
me, silencing my cries as she brought the machine back down the my
belly. This new gadget felt so intense that I hardly noticed the two
vibrators that were still purring away inside me.
"Chicken? No? Very well," Shelly said, moving the machine lower,
edging down towards the top of my slit. As soon as the flat vibrating
pad hit my clitoris I came, struggling against the hands that held my
limbs, and screaming my head off. Shelly backed off for a moment.
"More," I gasped.
"More?" Shelly looked surprised.
"More."
She touched the gadget to my sex again. I convulsed with pleasure,
nearly blacking out as I climaxed again. Shelly pulled the device
away again, letting me catch my breath.
"More?" she asked. I couldn't speak. I could only nod.
"Wow," she said, bringing me off again, making me scream and my whole
body tense up as if I was being electrocuted. This time I passed out
for real.
"Annie? Are you okay?" Julia's voice sounded like it was coming from
the other end of a tunnel. My vision returned, fading back in from
grayness. I felt something cool and damp on my forehead. It was ice
wrapped in a washcloth. Someone had removed the vibrators from my ass
and cunny and I realized that my head was in Margaret's lap. She
gently stroked my hair.
"Chicken," I whispered.
"Wow, a tough girl," Shelly laughed. She kissed me on the lips,
though not as aggressively as she'd done before.
"You had me worried again," Julia said, leaning over to kiss me.
"That was intense," I whispered. My voice felt scratchy, as if I'd
been screaming for an hour. I tried to sit up but my head was still
spinning.
"Lay back, baby," Julia cooed. "Relax."
"Can I try that, Mommy?" Margaret asked.
"Later, sweetie," Shelly said. "Let's let Annie rest up first."
As the strength returned to my body and the rubbery feeling left my
limbs, Shelly showed me the device that had produced such a
mindblowing orgasm.
"It's called a 'magic wand', and it's Japanese," she said, "I'm pretty
sure that this is the only one in the country. Believe it or not,
it's made for sore muscles."
Julia helped me over to the couch and handed me a glass of wine. I
sipped it slowly as I watched her lay flat on her belly on the sheet.
Shelly switched on the wand, running it over Julia's back, working the
kinks from her muscles.
"It feels so delicious," Julia said.
"I'm working on importing these," Shelly said. "Everyone whose tried
one loves it. Roll over, dear."
Julia rolled on to her back and Shelly rubbed the wand over her
thighs, making her shiver as she edged closer to her sex. Instead of
pressing it against Julia's cleft, she ran it up her belly and over
her breasts.
"Delightful," Julia moaned. "I must have one of these."
Shelly moved the wand off of Julia's tits, leaving her nipples erect.
As Julia cupped her own breasts, Shelly worked the massager back down
between her legs, making Julia gasp as it vibrated her mound. She
arched her back and spread her thighs, giving Shelly access to her
moist slit.
Shelly reached for the vibrator that had been in my pussy, twisting
the base to switch it on as she pressed the tip against Julia's
wetness. Julia gasped again as the toy invaded her, closing her eyes
as Shelly manipulated the two devices.
Shelly's hands worked busily over Julia's pussy, thrusting the humming
dong in and out of her slit. She rubbed the wand over her mons with a
circular motion, occasionally dipping lower to stimulate Julia's
swollen clit. Suddenly Julia began to come, her whole body quivering,
her hands grabbing fistfuls of the sheet she'd laid over the living
room rug. Her hips rose from the floor, trying to keep her clit in
contact with the humming wand.
I got up off the couch and knelt next to Julia, leaning over to take
one of her stiff nipples in her mouth, greedily licking and sucking
it. Margaret knelt across from me, taking Julia's other nipple in
her mouth. We lovingly cupped her heaving breasts, suckling Julia
like babies as Shelly continued to stimulate Julia's sex with the
vibrator and the massager.
"Chi-chicken!" Julia gasped, her body convulsing as she climaxed
again. Shelly withdrew the vibrator from Julia's pussy, licking the
juices that coated its length. I felt Julia tugging at my shoulder,
and I ceased my suckling to lay next to her, hearing her breathing
slowly return to normal.
"My turn!" Margaret said, as I helped Julia up from the floor, holding
her by the waist as I brought her over to the couch. I sat next to
Julia, kissing her tenderly as the color returned to her face. Her
eyes were half-closed and she seemed spent from the intensity of her
orgasms.
"Okay, baby. Let's take this out first," Shelly said, tugging at the
base of the butt plug that protruded from her daughter's bottom.
Margaret got on all fours as her mother pulled the thick plug from her
ass. Shelly set it aside and picked up the two long vibrators that
she'd used on me earlier, slipping one into her daughter's stretched-
out anus and the other into Margaret's tight little cunny.
"Annie? Care to help?" Shelly asked. I gave Julia a kiss and knelt
by Margaret's head, holding her wrists as Shelly knelt between her
daughter's thighs.
"Ready, Maggie?" Shelly asked, holding the massager over her
daughter's belly.
"Yes, Mommy," Margaret replied. Shelly switched on the wand, running
it over her daughter's belly with a circular motion, slowly moving up
to Margaret's puffy little nipples. The girl gasped and arched her
back as Shelly rubbed the massager over her tiny buds. As Shelly
moved the massager back down to Margaret's belly, I leaned over to
suck on her nipples, alternating between them and leaving them
glistening with my saliva.
Margaret began to moan with anticipation as Shelly edged the wand
closer to her hairless little mound. She pumped the long vibrator in
and out of her daughter's pussy, twisting it with each stroke. I
could feel the vibrations through Margaret's wrists, resonating
through her squirming body. When the massager hit her clit, she
shrieked and arched her back, reflexively trying to close her legs.
Julia, having recovered her strength, came off the couch to hold
Margaret's ankles, spreading them and exposing her sex. Shelly worked
her daughter's pussy with the massager as the girl struggled against
the hands that held her fast. When Margaret came, her body stiffened
and shuddered convulsively. I could see the vibrators that filled her
begin to wiggle as her ass clenched and her pussy spasmed around them.
Shelly moved the massager away from her daughter's sex, and Margaret
went limp, beads of perspiration forming on her forehead. Slowly, her
eyes began to open.
"More, Mommy," she gasped.
"Are you sure, baby?" Shelly asked. Margaret nodded, and her mother
pressed the wand to her daughter's pussy, making her little body
stiffen again. She screamed as if she was in pain, and tears began to
roll down her cheeks, but the smile on her face said otherwise.
"That's enough, baby," Shelly said, switching off the massager. "I
don't want you to pass out." Julia and I released Margaret's limbs
and the girl relaxed as her mother removed the humming vibrators from
her tender holes. Shelly knelt next to her daughter, kissing her and
stroking her brow.
"Thanks, Mommy," Margaret whispered, her voice hoarse from her
screams.
"I love you, baby," Shelly said, kissing her little girl. She
snuggled up with her daughter, kissing the tears from her cheeks.
Margaret smiled blissfully, nestling her head between her mother's
breasts.
"She looks so lovely," Julia said, kneeling behind me and embracing
me. I turned my head to kiss her, holding her arms as they crossed
over my breasts.
"Hold me," I whispered, and we laid down next to Margaret and Shelly.
Julia tenderly caressed me, planting soft kisses on my neck and
shoulders as we relaxed under the flickering candlelight.
When the bottle of wine was empty, the four of us went upstairs to
Julia's bedroom, cuddling together in her big bed. Margaret and I
were in the middle, sandwiched between Shelly and Julia, four bodies
snuggled beneath the cool sheets. Feeling secure amidst this tangle
of flesh, I fell into a deep sleep.
* * *
I arose the next morning to Julia's kisses. She sat on the edge of
the bed, wearing only a silk robe, caressing Margaret and I as we
shook off our slumber.
"Shelly's starting breakfast," Julia said. "Wash up and come join
us." She kissed us both and headed back downstairs. I took
Margaret's hand and led her to the bathroom.
"Wait a sec," Margaret said as I was about to sit down on the toilet
to piss.
"What?" I really had to go badly.
"Pee on me," she said, stepping into the bathtub.
"Eeeew! That's gross!" I protested.
"No! It feels real good," she said, laying down in the tub.
"No way," I said.
"Come on, Annie. Please?" She gave me a pleading look.
"Okay, if you insist," I said. I stepped into the bathtub and
squatted over her hips. It didn't come easily, but soon I let forth a
strong stream of urine, splashing over her belly and trickling between
her legs. Margaret reached for her sex, rubbing herself as I peed on
her, a look of bliss on her face. She seemed about to come as the
last drops trickled from my cunny.
"Can I do you?" she asked.
"No thanks," I replied.
"C'mon, it feels great. You'll like it. We can wash it right off."
"Well..." I hesitated. "Okay."
I sat on the floor of the tub while Margaret squatted over my hips,
directing a hot stream of pee right at my cunny. She was right; it
did feel pretty good, but only because it was such a nasty thing to
do. After she'd emptied her bladder I turned on the shower and we
soaped each other up. Margaret liked playing with my titties,
lathering them up and making my nipples stiffen. I felt like staying
in the shower all day, but breakfast was waiting, so we rinsed off and
dried each other.
Shelly wanted to get an all-over tan like Julia and I had, so instead
of heading to the beach, we went out to the garden after breakfast,
spreading towels on the grass and lying nude under the summer sun.
Margaret and I had plenty of fun rubbing sunblock on each other, our
hands lingering over nipples and clits, finding the release we'd both
sought since our shower together.
Julia brought lunch out to the garden, leftover chicken and green
salad, washed down with iced tea. We spent a lazy Sunday afternoon in
the garden, letting the sun's rays bronze our skin. Shelly tanned
nicely, her skin taking on a rich copper hue, and even Margaret lost
her pallor.
Later in the afternoon, I headed back to my house to talk to Ramon on
the radio. Margaret came with me, riding on the seat of my bike while
I pedaled standing up, her short black babydoll dress blowing in the
wind.
"Wow, you live here?" Margaret asked, seeing my big old house for the
first time.
"Yeah, we just moved in last spring," I replied. I got her a soda
from the kitchen and went up to the sewing room to turn on the radio.
Ramon answered after my third hail, but the signal was pretty weak and
I could hardly hear him. He assured me that everything was fine, the
fishing was pretty good, and that he'd be back in port before the
weekend. I told him that I was all right, gave him my love, and
wished him luck before signing off. I went downstairs to find
Margaret; she was sitting in the living room, drinking her soda.
"Let's go, Maggie."
"Can you show me your room first?" she asked.
"Sure," I replied, taking her by the hand and leading her upstairs to
my bedroom.
"What a neat bed," Margaret said, leaping on to the big four-poster
that dominated my room.
"It's a little lumpy, but pretty comfortable," I said, sitting next to
her.
"Can I look at your clothes?" she asked. I nodded and she bounded off
the bed, opening my closet door. "Nothing in black?" she asked.
"Julia bought me this in Boston," I said, picking out a black cocktail
dress. I held it up against Margaret's body, but it was a little too
big for her. She lost interest in my dresses and began opening my
dresser drawers, rummaging through my underwear.
"You have so many pretty panties," she said. "All I have is boring
white cotton. That's all Mommy buys me."
"Let's see if we can find something that fits," I said. I picked out
a black lace string bikini that had been my mother's. Margaret
skinned off her white cotton panties and stepped into the black lace
undies. They were just a bit too big for her hips, and she pouted as
they slipped down her legs.
"I think I can alter these a bit," I said, leading her across the hall
to the sewing room. I found some black satin ribbon and cut the
string waistband of the panties. It took only a few minutes to sew
the ribbon in place, two pairs on each side. Margaret hiked up her
short dress and I put the panties on her, tying the sides around her
slim hips.
"There, take a look in the mirror," I said. Margaret smiled as she
gazed at her reflection, turning this way and that, admiring how the
sheer lace looked against her skin.
"Can I keep these?" she asked. "They're lovely!"
"Of course," I replied.
"Thank you, Annie!" Margaret leaped into my arms and kissed me.
We pedaled back to Julia's house, and as soon as Margaret saw her
mother, she lifted her dress to show her the panties I'd altered for
her.
"Very pretty," Shelly said. "How nice of you, Annie. Did you say
'thank you' sweetheart?"
"Yes, Mommy," Margaret said. "Thank you again, Annie."
"My pleasure," I said, getting another hug from the happy little girl.
Shelly treated us to dinner this time, at the most expensive place in
Coopersport. We strolled around town after dinner and then headed
back to Julia's place. Shelly and Margaret had to catch an early bus
the next morning, so instead of spending the evening playing in the
living room we went to bed early. This time, Shelly shared Julia's
bed while I stayed in the guest room with Margaret. We washed up and
got undressed, climbing into bed wearing just our panties.
"I can't sleep until I've had a come," Margaret said. "Will you make
me come?"
"Sure, sweetie," I replied, holding her in my arms and kissing her.
She was such a pretty little doll without all that heavy makeup, an
angel with an upturned nose and delicately pointed chin, full soft
lips that felt so good against my own. I began to regret not having a
little sister to take care of.
I lingered over her budding breasts, suckling her puffy little nipples
and making them stiffen. She sighed as I kissed her belly, her
thighs, gently parting her legs and untying the ribbons that held her
panties on her hips. As I knelt between her thighs and kissed her
puffy labia, I was again reminded of Luci, the first girl I'd ever
made love with. We'd long since stopped writing to each other, and I
wondered how she was doing, whether she was happy, if she even
remembered me.
Margaret moaned and rocked her hips as I ravished her little cunny,
making her gasp as I lashed her clitty with my tongue. I held her
skinny hips in my hands as I pleasured her, making her buck and thrash
as I brought forth her climax. Her thighs quivered and pressed
against my shoulders as she came, her body tensing and then relaxing
as she settled back on the bed.
"Thank you," she whispered. "That was good. Can I do you?"
"No thanks," I said. "I'm pretty tired." I laid down next to her and
she snuggled up to me, her soft black hair spilling over the pillow.
"I wish we were sisters," she said.
"Me too." Margaret snuggled closer, wiggling her little bottom
against my hips, and she fell asleep in my arms. I could hear Julia's
cries of passion coming from her bedroom, and judging from the sound
of her bedsprings, Shelly must have been plunging into her with a
strap-on cock. I didn't feel jealous, though. I knew she liked
Shelly, but she loved me, and that's all that mattered. Julia's song
of passion faded out as I drifted off to sleep.
* * *
I woke up the next morning to the feeling of soft lips pressed against
my labia and a little tongue swirling over my clit. Propping myself
up on my elbows, I saw Margaret curled up between my legs, her face
buried in my pussy. I laid back on the bed and sighed, reaching down
to stroke her hair.
"Good morning," she said, looking up.
"Hi, sweetie," I whispered. "Don't stop. It feels good." She
resumed her gentle licking, sliding her hands under my bottom to cup
my cheeks as she ate my pussy. I closed my eyes and squeezed my
breasts, rolling my hips slightly to meet the thrust of her darting
tongue. She alternated between a circular motion around my clit and a
side-to-side lashing that made me gasp with pleasure.
I felt Margaret's slender fingers probing my slit, penetrating my
pussy with her thumb while her forefinger pressed against my ass. My
juices had flowed down my crack, making it easy for her finger to slip
inside my tight bottom. I began to rock my hips back and forth,
humping her fingers as she licked and sucked my clit.
"Yes...like that...yes," I moaned as she sawed her fingers in and out
of my tender holes. I was normally pretty sensitive in the morning,
and this day was no exception; her invading fingers and probing tongue
sent waves of pleasure through my body, giving me my first orgasm of
the day. I let out a little cry as my body stiffened and my thighs
pressed against Margaret's slender form. She kept ravishing me until
I sat up and pulled her on top of me, kissing her wet face and tasting
my own juices on her lips.
I wanted to return the pleasure, but there wasn't enough time. While
Margaret and I took a quick shower, Shelly packed their stuff and
Julia whipped up a light breakfast. Less than an hour later they were
boarding their bus, waving goodbye. Margaret looked sad as she blew a
kiss from behind the window of the bus, and I felt a touch of sadness
as well watching the bus drive off, taking them back to Boston.
"I miss her already," I said to Julia as we drove back to her place.
"You'll see them next weekend. They'll be at Helen's party," she
said.
"Oh, good," I said, feeling my mood brighten a bit. "Remember what
you said in Shelly's shop? About having Margaret as a sister?"
"Yes, I do."
"You were right," I said, reaching for her hand and squeezing it.
"You've got two wonderful brothers, Annie."
"I know, but sisters are different."
"True," she said. "Maybe you can dress up Paco in some of your old
things." We laughed over that as she pulled into her driveway.
"Ramon would thrash us both," I said, half-seriously.
Julia and I relaxed in her garden for the rest of the morning and then
I biked home to do my laundry. As I walked past the sewing room, I
noticed Margaret's cotton panties laying in the middle of the floor.
She must have forgotten them when she put on the black lace panties
I'd given her. I picked them up and held them to my nose, inhaling
her sweet scent. I thought about wearing them while I did my laundry,
but they'd be too tight and I'd lose her aroma. I went to my bedroom
and tucked the panties under my pillow before finishing the rest of my
housework. Without Ramon and the boys at home, there wasn't much to
do. I was finished in a couple of hours and hopped on my bike,
heading back to Julia's house to spend the night.
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