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 Linda and Her Sister - Ch 2 (Mgg)

   On Monday, Linda asked me after class if 10 o'clock on Saturday would be
ok for her to come over to my apartment again.  I told her that was just
fine with me.  Even though no one else was around, she leaned close to me
and whispered, "That was the best thing I've ever done."

   "That was really good for me, too, but you know we can't be seen talking
all the time."

   "Yeah, I know.  I won't talk after class any more but I still can't wait
for Saturday." She had this huge grin.

   "Me, either," I said, smiling.  The week dragged by.  Linda moved to the
front row.  She wore skirts and dresses more and more and frequently forgot
her panties.  She was teasing me now by hiking up her skirt and letting her
knees drift apart so very casually that no one except me noticed.  She
would smile when she saw me notice her.  She was becoming quite an
exhibitionist, as far as I was concerned.  To everyone else she was still
prim and shy.  She still wore little or no makeup.  I suspect her parents
would not look favorably on makeup or miniskirts.  She did, however, wear
sweaters from time to time without a bra.

   I was up early again on Saturday, arranging the place to be as romantic
as possible.  Odds and ends and stray pieces of clothing were put away, not
neatly but away.  I bought flowers again.  I made some chicken salad and
set two plates on the dinette.  I made some orange juice from a can of
frozen concentrate and put a bottle of cheap sparkling white wine in the
fridge to chill.  (Calling it champagne would be an insult to the French
but it was sweet and alcoholic and bubbly.) It's amazing what you can find
for five dollars and I figured that a Mimosa would enhance the mood.

   The knock came at 10:05.  My jaw dropped when I answered the door and
found two girls standing there.  Two!

   "Hi, Mr.  Phillips.  This is my sister Tanya."

   "Hi, Tanya," I think I said in a state of great confusion.

   "Can we come in?" Linda asked.

   "Umm, sure.  Come on in." I stepped back and Linda motioned her sister
to enter.  Linda closed the door behind her and both of them stood on one
foot and the other.

   "Tanya wants to know about stuff, too."

   I stammered and stalled, not knowing how much Tanya knew.  One 12
year-old girl is dangerous but two girls...I couldn't think of a word for
the danger level of two girls.  I think I sputtered something
unintelligible.  "How old is Tanya."

   "I'm ten," Tanya answered without waiting for her sister.

   I was still stalling, hoping to understand soon what was happening and
why there were two girls in my home instead of one.

   "Tanya and I have been talking," Linda said sheepishly.

   "Evidently.  I'm a little disappointed, Linda, because I was very clear
that what we talked about here was just between you and me."

   "Yeah, I know.  But Tanya got a whipping the other night becase Daddy
caught her touching herself in bed.  Daddy whipped her real hard."

   "I'm sorry."

   "Yeah, well we got to talking and I just had to tell her why I wasn't
touching myself at home because I had you to help me."

   "You're not supposed to tell ANYONE, Linda.  No one, not even your
sister."

   "I'm sorry, Mr.  Phillips.  I didn't tell her at first.  I told her that
we could touch each other.  Tanya and me, I mean.  So we did that and then
I showed her how I could lick her 'down there' and she asked me where I
learned to do that.  I told her some boys told me but she didn't believe me
'cause I don't ever go out with boys.  So I had to tell her about you and
me."

   "I see," I said, trying to put on the sternest possible face.  In truth,
Tasha was just as much of a doll as Linda was.  She hadn't started to grow
yet-- skinny, a very pretty face, with an infectious smile, bright blue
eyes and dirty blonde hair done up in a pony tail.  She kept grinning at me
the whole time Linda was explaining.  "So, why did you have to bring her
here?  What if someone finds out?"

   "Yeah.  We told mom and dad that we were coming over to Renee's house;
she lives just down the street.  Renee's at the mall all day and I told her
to say we were with her if anybody asked."

   "So, you want to come here so you can pleasure each other, is that
right?"

   "Yeah, sorta.  We want you to lick us both like we did last week," Linda
said.  "And I ...umm...kinda told her about what I did for you."

   "Geez, kiddo.  Sounds like you told her about everything we did."

   "Umm...yeah.  I told her how good it felt when you licked me.  And I
told her how much fun it was to suck your...thingy.  Now she wants to do
it, too."

   "Ohhhh my gawd," I gasped.  You know what will happen if anyone finds
out.  You know how much trouble we'll all be in, don't you."

   "Don't worry, Mr.  Phillips," Tanya blurted out.  We would be in big
trouble, too.  We're not gonna tell anybody.  Promise."

   "So where do we start?"

   "Let's all get naked," Linda said.

   "Right here?  In front of him?  Tasha answered, eyes wide.

   "Of course," said Linda.  "We can't play unless we're all naked." With
that, Linda shucked off her T-shirt, shorts.  panties, shoes and socks. 
Tanya moved slowly but off came her tank top, shorts and sandals.  She
stood there in cotton panties, not much in the way of boobs, waist or hips
yet, but nonetheless very pretty.  Her skin was creamy white all over.  I
guessed she was an "indoor girl," books and computers instead of sunshine,
beach or pool.  Her nipples were just starting to swell, little points
poking out from her chest.  Probably very sensitive now.  "Panties, too,"
scolded Linda at which Tanya reluctantly bent down and pulled her panties
off.  I watched her; she watched me as the panties came off.  Rather, she
was watching my limp dick slowly coming to life.

   "Hey!  It's moving," Tanya said, pointing at my stiffening cock.  "How
come it's doing that?"

   "We're making it do that," giggled Linda.  "When a guy sees a pretty
girl, he gets hard.  We learned that in class.  Right, Mr.  Phillips?"

   "Correct.  Right now I'm looking at two very pretty young girls and the
thought of what we're gonna do is getting me all excited.  When a guy gets
excited his dick gets hard and stiff.  When a girl gets excited her nipples
get hard and she begins to get wet and get a nice feeling down between her
legs.

   "I can feel myself getting wet already," said Linda.  "It feels kinda
funny down there."

   "I'm not," Tanya said.

   "Well, it's a little soon, Tanya, and maybe you're still too young, I
added.

   "I am NOT too young!"

   "I guess we'll know soon enough," I told them.  We were all three still
standing in the middle of the room buck naked -- me and two young cuties
who wanted to do nasty stuff with me.

   "Watch what happens when I suck it," a bubbling and excited Linda said.
"Come over here and sit, Mr.  Phillips," she continued.  "Sit here on the
sofa." She led me by the hand and had me sit.  Then she got on her knees
between my legs.  I knew what was coming next.  "You sit there, next to
him, Tanya." Tanya obeyed silently.

   Linda took my semi-hard dick in her hand and stroked it a few times. 
"That's so kewl," Tanya said as my dick stiffened and straightened.  "Can I
touch it?"

   "Yeah, but just for a minute, though.  I wanna show you something,"
Linda answered as she took Tanya's hand and wrapped it around my shaft.

   "Oooh.  It feels all rubbery and warm."

   "Yeah.  Isn't that so kewl?"

   "Yeah," Tanya said quietly as she studied it and moved her hand very
slightly, getting used to the feel.  I just sat back and let them play with
it.  Their hands felt so good touching me and the sight of the girls seeing
and learning new things -- their excitement and curiosity -- gave me
contentment.  I loved being a teacher, especially when I have motivated
students.  And, although this wasn't on the regular curriculum and
certainly wasn't condoned in our society, these girls were learning about
sex the right way, from someone kind, considerate, knowledgeable and who
could put it all in the right perspective.  For the moment, however, I was
just the object of their curiosity.  Linda was merely showing off her
knowledge and was about to demonstrate her newly-found skill at sucking
cock.

   "Ok, that's enough.  Lemme show you something.  Watch this, Linda said
as she removed Tanya's hand from around my now-rigid cock.  She moved in
closer and slowly took my cock into her mouth.  Just the head.  Her lips
closed around it and her eyes rolled up to see if Tanya was watching.  She
was.

   "Kewl," Tanya said.

   Linda backed off enough to say, "Now watch this," before she took me
back in her mouth.  Now she started to jack the shaft with her hand while
her tongue swirled around the head.  I encouraged her whenever she rubbed
against the glans, the most sensitive part.

   "I don't see anything," Tanya said after a minute or two.  "Nothing's
happening."

   Linda tried to talk with my cock in her mouth.  "Dnnnn mwmmrrry.  Mmmt
wllll."

   "Huh?"

   Linda backed off again.  "Don't worry.  It will.  Just watch and don't
say anything."

   "Ok." Tanya got on her hands and knees on the couch with her head just
beside Linda's and she watched from just inches away as Linda began to bob
up and down on my dick.  Gawd, she was getting better by the minute.  Her
hand had found the perfect pace, stroking me up and down as if we were
fucking, her mouth doing a wonderful imitation of a pussy, warm and slick
with just the right amount of friction to massage my tender member.  She
had one hand on the shaft, the other under my balls, fondling them,
kneading them lovingly, tenderly.  Tanya watched quietly, moving her head
from side to side to see what Linda was doing.  I sat back and relaxed and
enjoyed Linda's expert attentions.

   It wasn't long before I felt my balls tightening.  Linda could sense it,
too.  She looked up at me and smiled as best she could with her mouth full
of my sausage.  She lightly scraped her teeth along the shaft.  I winced
and my body spasmed.  She had my full attention.  Then she went back to her
sucking.  Saliva was running down her chin, her tongue was doing a
wonderful job of massaging my glans and her cheeks were concave as she
tried to suck my essence from me.

   All too soon and without any warning my body convulsed and shot a wad of
cum into her mouth.  Linda choked and took my cock out, pointing it up at
my face.  Another wad spurted out, landing on my chest.  "Oh, wow," Tanya
squealed.  "What's that?  What's he doing?"

   Linda struggled to swallow the cum in her mouth.  Her toothy, sloppy
smile showed how proud she was that she could swallow my seed.  Some ran
down her chin.  "He's cumming." She continued to stroke my cock as I shot
three or four ropes of thick cum onto my chest and stomach.  She milked the
last of it, which drooled out and down her hand.

   "What's 'cumming'?"

   "When I make him feel really good by sucking his dick like that, after a
while he has an orgasm and all this white stuff shoots out.  It's the stuff
that makes babies.  Hasn't mom had her talk with you?"

   "No.  I don't anything about that." A pause.  "Are you gonna have a baby
now?"

   "Nope.  You gotta do it down here," Linda said, pointing to her crotch.

   "Where you pee?" Tanya asked incredulously.

   "Maybe we need to talk about stuff," I said.

   "Yeah," said Linda.

   "What kinda stuff?"

   "Linda, why don't you go get a warm, damp washcloth so we can clean up a
bit.  I think we need to go over some stuff with Tanya."

   "Ok.  Be right back."

   The cum on my chest and stomach were getting cold now and I couldn't
move much for fear of getting it on the sofa and making an even bigger
mess. I twisted a bit toward Tanya.  "This is a way of having sex, Tanya.
There are many ways; this is one.  Sex is for pleasure and feels good. 
Linda said you touched yourself 'down there' sometimes."

   "Sometimes."

   "Well, everybody does that.  I should say, many people do that because
it feels good.  Some people don't understand pleasure and think it's nasty.
I guess your parents feel that way.  But most people -- Linda and I and a
whole lot of other people -- know that pleasure is good and should be
encouraged and enjoyed.  But it can cause problems, too."

   "Like what?"

   Linda returned with the washcloth just then.  "Like having a baby when
you're 13."

   "So, what's wrong with that?  I'd like a baby some day."

   "All girls want to have a baby but they're not ready to take care of one
at 13 or 14 or even 16.  A baby needs a mommy and a daddy and kids don't
get married at 13.  Besides, when you have a baby, you need to have a place
to live and money to buy food and clothes.  To get food and clothes and a
place to live you have to have money and to get money you have to have a
job."

   "Yeah," Linda added.

   "To get a job you need to know stuff -- stuff like you're learning now
in school.  There are other kids looking for the same jobs who have 12
years of school and maybe four more years of college.  Some have even more,
like doctors and lawyers and scientists.  The people with the jobs want to
hire people with the most education, So, no job, no money, no food, no
clothes, no place to live without school.  That's why girls don't want
babies until they have a good job and be married to a boy."

   "So, does that mean I can't touch myself down there?"

   "No.  It means that you can do anything you want as long as it doesn't
make a baby in you.  Well, sorta.  Linda tells me your parents don't
approve of things like touching yourself at your age."

   "No.  My daddy whips me if he catches me."

   "Yeah, that's unfortunate.  It just means that he doesn't understand
that some pleasure is ok.  He just thinks that if you do some things you
might do other things that could hurt you.  He's trying to protect you from
stuff but he's protecting you too much."

   "So we wanna come here to do stuff if that's ok," Linda added.

   "It's ok with me.  It's fine with me.  I like sex.  But we gotta make
sure nobody finds out -- and I mean NOBODY!  You understand?"

   They both said, "Yeah, we understand."

   "So, can we do some stuff now?  Linda asked.  "I want you to lick me
like you did before.  That felt so good.  And did ya notice I swallowed
some cum this time?  It tasted ok.  Maybe I'll swallow all of it next time.
You said guys really like that, right?"

   "Yes, we do.  It's not so much the swallowing part but it's when you
keep sucking while we're cumming.  We're very, very sensitive then and
having your mouth and tongue working on it while we cum is just terrific.
You can spit afterwards if you want but it's a lot easier to just swallow."

   "I wanna try it, too," Tanya said, eyes dancing, "and I promise I'll
swallow."

   "Ok," I said.  "I'd like that, too.  But guys need a few minutes to
recover after thay've cum.  Maybe I can lick you both and then you can do
me again."

   "Start with me," Linda squealed.

   "Ok.  I'll do you first.  Get up here on the couch.  We'll trade places.
Tanya, you rub yourself while I lick Linda, then I'll lick you." We
repositioned ourdelves, Tanya and Linda on the sofa, me between Linda's
legs.  "Watch what I do," I said to Tanya.  I started with my hands on
Linda's knees.  I kissed her inside each knee and then started working my
way upwards with slow, soft kisses, watching Linda's face all the time. 
She leaned back and closed her eyes.

   Tanya sat back on the sofa yoga-style, her knees and her pussy spread
wide.  She started making slow circles at the top of her little slit.  It
soon started to open and her pinkness became visible.  "Lick your fingers,"
I told her.  She did.  "Always make sure your fingers are wet or it might
hurt.  Later, your pussy will make it's own wetness so you don't want to
get it sore before it's ready." She licked them again and resumed her
probing and rubbing.

   I continued to work my way higher on Linda's inner thighs, kissing
softly in the fleshier upper inner thigh.  "That tickles when you do it
there," Linda said.

   "That's just to get you in the mood." I looked down at her pussy.  It
was already open and wet.  She was ready for me but I wanted to tease her a
little first.  I believe the guy should always go just a little slower than
a woman wants.  It increases her tension and takes her higher when she
finally gets what she craves.  I figure that must also be the case for a 12
year-old.  Besides, I was looking at how the labia swell and glisten when
they're excited.  They push out from between the outer lips, almost like
they were turning inside out or perhaps like the waxy petals of a flower
unfolding.  A girl's pussy when it's still mostly bald is ever so
beautiful. Linda's sparse hair was just a dusting, a hint of texture, still
downy and straight.  Later, as it curls, I prefer a completely bald pussy.
Maybe that's just because I like young girls.

   I'm not big on kids, though, and Tanya, sitting next to Linda and
playing with her pussy was pretty much at the threshhold for me.  Her
dime-sized aureoles showed only the first signs of growth: slight swelling
under them.  I was curious about how sensitive they might be and if their
sensitivity had increased lately.  I wondered if they hurt sometimes.  Her
pussy had no trace of hair yet and the labia seemed to be undeveloped.  She
rubbed and rubbed but there were no pink glistening flower petals yet. 
"Better use some jelly, sweetie."

   "Hey!  I'm the 'Sweetie' here," Linda scolded me.

   "Oh.  Sorry.  Ok.  Tanya can be 'honey.' Is that better?"

   "Yeah."

   "Hand Tanya the KY Jelly then, sweetie."

   Linda laughed and passed it to Tanya.  "What's this for?  Tanya asked.

   "Put a little on the finger you're using to rub your pussy.  You're not
getting wet enough.  It'll make it feel better."

   "Oooh.  It's kinda cold."

   "Just for a second.  Your hot little body will warm it." They both
laughed.

   "Yeah, it DOES feel better.  It's all slippery now."

   "Good.  I'll be done here in a few minutes and then I'll show you how
what I'm doing with Linda feels like."

   "Good," Tanya said.  "I'm getting tired doing this."

   "He'll be a while, cuz I wanna cum two or three times before I let you
have him.

   "Bitch!"

   "Runt!"

   "Now girls, we have plenty of time for both of you."

   "Well I don't want the runt there hogging you."

   "I'm not hogging him.  You are!  First you give him a blowjob and now
he's licking your pussy.  He hasn't done anything with me."

   "I will, honey, I will.  Don't be in any hurry.  With sex, you gotta
take your time and enjoy -- savor."

   "What's 'savor?'" Tanya asked.

   "To savor something is to experience it slowly, extracting as much from
it as possible."

   "Well, I'm gonna extract loads from you as soon as you're done with the
'queen bee' there."

   "First, I'm gonna lick your pussy.  Then you can extract all you want."
Tanya went back to rubbing herself, now well-lubricated and I resumed my
assault on Linda's pussy.  She had the tiniest little clitoris I had ever
seen.  Just a bump, really, nestled up at the top of her vagina; not enough
to suck into my mouth.  So first I teased it by flicking it with the tip of
my tongue.  Linda raised her hips, pressing her pussy against my face. 
Then I sucked the entire area around it while continuing to flick it
rapidly.  Linda groaned.  She grabbed my hair with both hands to hold me
where she wanted me -- hard against her clit.  A few seconds more and she
bucked and writhed as the orgasm shook her body.  She was whimpering at
each stroke of my tongue, eyes staring blankly and unfocused.

   Then she released my hair and relaxed.  She wanted more but her pussy
was super-sensitive at the moment.  I spent a minute or so kissing it
softly, continuing to pleasure it but oh-so-gently while she came down
somewhat from her orgasmic high.

   Pleasuring a woman should be cyclical: bringing her up to a peak,
letting her down half way.  Bringing her to a higher peak, letting her down
half way, in steps, ever higher until she climaxes.  Then continue very
softly until her body readjusts to the heightened sensitivity -- gently,
tenderly.  Wait for her to respond again before taking her to the next
level.  Repeating this as many times as it takes for her to explode in
ecstacy and plead for your assault to end and to be held quietly in your
arms.  You don't explain this to your lover, you just do it, as I was doing
with Linda now.  Tanya watched intently as Linda reacted to each successive
orgasm and, I think, understanding, as one woman silently understands
another.  The transition from girl to woman was well under way with both of
them.

   I had climbed back onto the sofa and was rocking Linda in my arms when
Tanya asked, "Is it my turn yet?"

   "Go ahead, runt.  Take him."

   "Are you ready, honey?"

   "Yeah.  This isn't doing much," she said, referring to the rubbing.

   "Ok.  We'll make it work better." She was so young, I wasn't sure where
to start.  "Have you ever kissed a boy?"

   "No."

   "Let's start there.  Kissing is great fun and helps you get in the
mood." I slid over next to Tanya and put my arm around her shoulders.  I
leaned forward and kissed two very puckered lips, dry and firm.  Not good.
"Ok.  Now relax your lips.  When I kiss you just pucker a little bit --
just the same as you feel my lips.  If I kiss softly, your lips should be
soft, too.  If I press harder then you press harder with your lips, too. 
Got it?"

   "I think so."

   "We'll make a great kisser out of you.  Boys like good kissers; it makes
them feel good, too."

   We worked on kissing for a few minutes, until she got the hang of it.  I
was curious just how much pleasure a girl her age would get from her little
undeveloped titties so, while we kissed long and softly, I flattened my
hand, centered one tiny nipple in my palm and very softly moved my hand in
a slow circle with the lightest possible touch, barely brushing the tip oof
the nipple.  "How's that feel?"

   "Ok," was all she said.

   "Let's try something else." I bent down and licked that same nipple then
took it between my lips and sucked gently, my tongue rubbing it.

   "That feels better," she said.

   "Ok.  Let's make you feel even better." I slid down onto the carpet and
moved between her legs.  She resisted as I spread her knees apart, saying,
"You're gonna be looking right at my puss -- up close."

   "Yes, I am.  And I'm gonna put my mouth on it, too.  You saw what I was
doing with Linda."

   "Yeah, I guess." She let her legs fall open.  I looked up where her thin
thighs met and saw her pussy, rubbed red by now.  No wonder she wasn't
getting any enjoyment from rubbing herself.  Apparently, she wasn't
lubricating.  I saw no evidence of labia peeking out.  Her clitoris was
tiny, with a tiny hood above it, both barely peeking out.  I moved forward,
extended my tongue and made a long slow stroke upwards, starting at the
very bottom of her slit and ending at her clit.

   "That feels good."

   I continued to lick for a while, being very gentle with a pussy that was
raw from her fingering.  She relaxed, little by little and slid forward to
give me better access.  I kissed her thighs and massaged her calves as I
tongued her gently.  After ten minutes or so I stopped as my tongue began
to tire.  Her pussy had opened a little, showing her pink but her labia
were still undeveloped.  There wasn't any more to be done until she matured
some.  "Did you enjoy that," I asked?

   "Yeah.  That was nice but I'm kinda sore."

   "Ok.  Next time we'll make sure you have plenty of lubrication when we
start.  You're kinda red down there.  My tongue will feel better if you're
not sore before I begin."

   "Ok." She paused and thought for a bit then asked, "Can I put your
'thingie' in my mouth now like Linda did?"

   "I'd love it.  Let's trade places."

   "Ok," she said as she slid down onto the carpet and I moved to the sofa.
Linda was watching.

   "What do I do?"

   "You put it in your mouth, silly," Linda said, rolling her eyes.

   "Don't forget, Tanya's never done this.  Let her get the feel of it."
Then I said to Tanya, "Touch it first, so you know what it feels like." She
reached out and touched the tip with a finger.  "Take it in your hand. 
Wrap your fingers around it and hold it.  Squeeze it a little."

   "It's kinda rubbery.  Feels nice."

   "Ok.  Now taste it.  Touch it with your tongue.  Lick it a little." She
did all that slowly, tentatively.

   "I thought maybe it would taste all yucky but it's ok." She licked it
some more, running her tongue up and down the shaft.

   "Put it in your mouth, like a lollipop." She did.  "Now suck on it and
rub it with your tongue....  Oh, wow.  That feels great."

   She took my cock out of her mouth and said, "Really?  I'm making you
feel good?"

   "Really.  But we need to teach you some things, like not letting your
teeth touch it."

   Tanya was looking it over, round and round.  She looked up at me with
twinkling eyes and said, "This is fun.  I like doing this," and then
returned it to her mouth and resumed sucking the head and letting her
tongue rub against my glans.  She was less than five minutes into
cocksucking and already doing a great job.  She tried to say something with
her mouth still full of cock but all that came out was, "Cmmmm ah mmmk oo
kmmmmm?" She giggled at the sound and removed my cock before repeating,
"Can I make you cum like Linda did?"

   "Sure honey.  You need to move your hand up and down on the shaft and
let the top part go in and out of your mouth at the same time.  Keep your
tongue against the underside as you do and, remember, no teeth."

   "Ok.  I wanna see what it tastes like.  Can you cum in my mouth?"

   Oh, sweet jesus!  What an offer from a ten-year-old.  "Of course, honey.
I'd really like that.  Start doing it now and I'll warn you just before I
cum.  There's gonna be a lot, so you need to swallow the first part right
away.  You will be able to taste it better if you keep swallowing until
there's not much left, otherwise it'll all come out of your mouth."

   "Ok," she said as she replaced my cock in her mouth and started a slow
head-bobbing with a simultaneous stroking of the shaft.  This kid was going
to be expert by the endo of that day."

   "Move your head more," Linda instructed her.  "Watch his face.  You can
see how you're doing.  Use lots of spit."

   I just lay back and let Linda teach her how to do it.  Tanya was working
hard for my pleasure.  Her pace quickened and her saliva began to work its
way around her lips and down my shaft.  She discovered that she could make
a popping sound by letting my cock come out of her mouth while she was
sucking.  She enjoyed that greatly, doing it over and over and giggling
every time she heard the sound.

   "Take it deep sometimes," I told her.  I looked down to see her working
so hard.  Her face was flushed and her saliva was spread all around her
mouth.  Her lips and tongue felt wonderful.  I could feel myself coming
closer.  Her mouth made a great pussy surrogate and I was feeling my balls
tighten.  "Get ready.  Gimme 10 or 20 seconds more of what you're doing and
I'll fill your mouth with a load of cum.  Remember to swallow right away."

   I heard her say, "MMmmppphhh," as she continued to pump and suck my
cock.

   "Closer now.  Get ready.  Here...aaaaaagggghhhh," I gasped as the first
load of cum flowed into her mouth.  She coughed and gagged and leaned back.
Cum flowed from her mouth and the second shot hit her square in the face.
She swallowed and put my cock back into her mouth before the next spurt and
expertly sucked me until I was dry.  She kept expecting more.

   "That's it," I said.

   "Awesome!" she said, leaning back on her heels, her face splattered with
cum.  "That was soooo kewl!" She took her finger and wiped cum from her
cheeks and licked her finger clean.  "Yummy!  I can't wait to do that again
but next time I won't let any get out."

   I just lay back as my body relaxed.  I closed my eyes while Tanya
cleaned me up with her tongue, squeezing the last few drops from a rapidly
deflating cock.

   "Wasn't that just so kewl?" Linda asked Tanya.

   "Yeah.  I wanna do that some more."

   "Not today, ladies," I said.  I'm all worn out and you will have to go
home soon."

   "I guess," Tanya said and Linda nodded.

   "Go wash your hands and faces.  We don't want anyone to smell sex on
you."

   "Can we come back next week?" Linda asked.

   "I'm hoping so.  Do you both enjoy what we're doing?"

   "Yes, yes," they agreed.  "Tanya added, "I wanna suck your 'thingie'
again.  I don't much like the rubbing part but your 'thingie' tastes real
good and I like what happens at the end."

   "Good.  Now go wash up." They did and returned to put their clothes back
on.  They each kissed me, smelling of soap, before they left.



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pleasure.  My stories usually have a kernel of an actual event in them but
they are sheer fantasy.  I will sometimes see a young girl at the market or
riding a bicycle or waiting in line with friends for a movie and my body
will literally twitch with excitement.  Not just ANY girl; some girls. 
There is no way I would ever approach one of these girls but I do fix an
image in my mind of their faces, figures, clothes and body language.  I
then dream, like a perverted Walter Mitty, about what might have happened
had we actually met.

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