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Taxi : Chapter 3

Things were slow, even for early on a Monday evening late in the
month, and I was thinking about getting an early start on my days off
when Dispatch called on the radio to tell me that Bob Dickens, the
night manager of a local hotel, wanted me to call him. I knew the guy
pretty well, and rather than just call on the phone, decided to head
on over.

When I got there, he told me "Jim, I've got a problem that maybe you
can help with. I've got a couple of kids that can't pay the full rate
to stay here tonight, but their train home isn't until tomorrow. If I
let them stay anyway, even at some corporate rate, I'll catch hell
from the manager tomorrow; he's a new guy fresh from the home office,
and being pretty hard-ass. I can't think of anyplace they could stay
until they leave tomorrow, and was hoping YOU had a solution. As long
as you've been in this town, I figure if there's an answer, you'll
know about it."

I couldn't help looking at him in confusion when I asked "What do you
mean by 'kids', and why the hell can't they stay at someplace like the
Rescue Mission? Granted, it isn't a hotel or anyplace, but they'd be
someplace reasonably secure."

"Come on, I'll show you." he said, before leading me into his office.

Then I saw them, and knew what the problem was.

Both were female, and Black. The older of them looked to be maybe 18,
and reminded me of Vernee Watson, the Mayors secretary from that old
TV program "Carter Country"; the younger of the two was obviously
related, couldn't have reached 16 yet, and bore an uncanny resemblance
to a young Lisa Bonet. Both looked terrified, and I could see that
they'd been crying. The older of them probably could have gotten a bed
on the Women's side of the Rescue Mission - but no way in hell were
they going to let the younger in. Normally, someone could spend the
night waiting in the bus or train station - but the ages of these two
made that pretty iffy, even if they WEREN'T female. Bob's place was
the least expensive of the decent hotels in town, so if they couldn't
afford his rates, then sending them anyplace they could afford was
just asking for trouble, given their ages (and quite frankly, looks).

I asked Bob "What happened? Where the hell are their parents?"

He told me "Look, I've got to get back out front; we've got a couple
busloads of AARPers due any minute now. I'll let them tell it." before
he turned to them and said "Girls, if anybody can help you, this is
the guy that can do it. Tell him what you told me." before he excused
himself to go deal with his retirees.

The older of them was visibly frightened when she told me "I'm Tania
Wilson, and this is my sister Daneesha. I turned 18 a couple of days
after I graduated high school, and my Dad let me come here as a kind
of mixed graduation and birthday present. Daneesha came with me
because she graduated middle school, and so that being together, we
wouldn't get into any trouble - and we haven't. But we went out and
did a lot of shopping, and spent too much money on clothes and things.
Now all we have is our train tickets home, enough to get to the train
station, and a little more - maybe enough to get something to eat, but
that's all. Even if we skipped eating and walked to catch the train" -
it was a good five miles, something even I wouldn't have wanted to try
with all the stuff I saw piled around them - "we don't have enough to
stay here tonight - and this was the cheapest place we could find that
Daddy would let us stay. And now we can't even stay here!"

With that, both of them started quietly crying again.

"Why can't you take some of the stuff back to one of the stores you
bought it from?" I asked.

"I thought of that, but because we stayed so late shopping tonight,
all of them are closed now." Tania told me through her tears. The
names on the bags told me they'd done pretty much all of their
shopping downtown, where the stores all closed at 6:00, and it was
already pushing 7:00.

"Why didn't you pay for your room ahead of time, when you got here?" I asked.

Again, Tania was the one to answer when she said "Mister, this is the
first time I - we - have ever gotten to be away from home like this. I
just didn't think about it then, and we were having so much fun that I
just kept putting it off, and now it's too late. I know I made a
mistake, and I'm ready to pay for it. But I was supposed to be
responsible for both of us, and now Daneesha has to pay for it, too,
and it wasn't her fault, it was mine", which got her crying even
harder.

"You don't know anybody here in town? No family, or friends? Anybody?"

Both shook their heads, and I started racking my brain to think of
somebody at one of the hotels in town that owed me a favor - and came
up blank. Ditto any kind of alternatives - the bus or train station,
for the reasons already mentioned, or anyplace else I could think of.
I knew that they couldn't just sit in the lobby of anyplace in town,
either; even if the staff allowed it, the two of them would be hassled
all night by cops, if not drunks and guys trying to pick them up.

I was starting to think that they were seriously screwed when an idea
popped into my head - and promptly got thrown out as being even more
ridiculous than anything else I'd considered.

But it insisted on coming back, and then got my conscience on it's
side, and the two of them promptly commenced to beat the crap out of
my good sense. That's how I ended up telling them "I can't think of
anything but to let the two of you stay at my place tonight."

Tania promptly looked at me like she thought I was trying to hustle
the two of them into bed, and I waved my hands at her as I said "No,
it's not like that. My couch unfolds into a bed, which I'd use, and
the two of you would stay in my bedroom - which locks from the inside.
You'd have a bathroom to yourselves, and once you locked yourselves
inside, you wouldn't have to come out until it was time to catch your
train home."

Tania still looked pretty uncertain, and I told her "Look, it's the
only thing I can think of that would keep you safe and out of jail.
I'm not real wild about the idea, myself, so if you don't want to take
me up on it, it isn't going to break my heart. The last thing I need
is for somebody to think that I'm trolling for teenyboppers to take
home, for ANY reason. Bob already told you that you can't stay here,
and I'll bet he explained why it would be a bad idea for you to go
anyplace else."

Both nodded that he had, looking a little frightened again, and I told
them "It's up to you. I've told you where you'll stay, and why you'll
be safe. I'm doing this even though everything in my head is telling
me it's a bad idea. If you want to talk it over, I can step outside."

The two of them turned to look at each other, and did one of those
silent talk things that close family members are good for, before
Tania turned back to me and said "I... I guess we'd better accept. If
it was just me, I'd stay all night at the train station, but I can't
make Daneesha do anything like that."

I nodded, and said "Then the only other thing is to ask if you have
any problems with cats. I've got one at home."

To my surprise, both looked mildly pleased before Daneesha told me
"No, we have a cat at home. Her name is Miss Kitty."

I smiled and told them "Mine is a boy, and his name is Demosthenes. If
you give him half a chance, he'll spend all his time on your lap,
purring at you."

Though still visibly nervous, they still managed a smile at my
description of Demosthenes. I told them "If you'll start getting your
stuff together, I'll tell Bob what's going on."

They stood up as I turned to leave. I found Bob, and told him what
solution I'd come up with. He looked at me in surprise, and I
explained about my couch and the lock on the bedroom door. I also
asked for a favor, which he was willing to grant. Then he came back to
his office with me when I asked him to. With him present, I told the
girls "I asked Bob to come in here so you know that somebody else
knows where you're going, and why. So I'm telling you again, with Bob
here to witness it, that I'm taking you back to my place, where you'll
be sleeping in my bedroom while I sleep on the bed my couch turns
into. My bedroom locks from the inside, so you don't have to worry
about anything happening to you while you're there. In the morning,
I'll drive you to the station so you can catch your train home.
Because I asked him to, Bob is going to lend you his cell phone, so
you'll be able to call anyone if you need or want to."

With that, Bob reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone
and handed it to Tania. He showed her that it was fully charged, and
even had her call the front desk of the hotel so she'd know it worked.
After that, she and Daneesha both looked considerably more comfortable
about leaving with me.

Between the girls and me, we got all their stuff out to my cab in one
trip; they had enough stuff to fill the trunk, and each still had a
not-so-small bag when they got into the back. I call in to Dispatch to
let then know I was done for the evening, and got us moving.

When we got to my place, both girls were relieved to see that it was
clean and comfortable, if not overly large. Predictably, my cat
Demosthenes was delighted to make a couple of new friends, and quickly
began stropping himself against their ankles until Daneesha picked him
up and started rubbing his ears - getting him sounding like a Harley
with a bad muffler.

I showed the girls the way back to my bedroom, and that it was as I'd
described it to them. I don't know what they expected it to look like,
but I could tell that what they saw wasn't it. After each had set her
bag down, I told them "I'm going to fix myself some supper. You're
welcome to join me, or you can stay in here, if you want; either is
fine with me. I've got sodas in the fridge, so help yourselves if you
get thirsty, or there are disposable paper cups in the bathroom if you
just want water."

They looked at each other before Tania said "Uh, I think both of us
would like something to eat, if it isn't too much trouble."

I just smiled and said "No trouble, at all. I live here by myself, and
I don't cook much, so all I was going to do was microwave some
lasagne. It'll be ready in about half an hour." before turning and
starting for the door with Tania following. When I got there, I turned
back and told her "You've got a TV in there, so it's up to you whether
you and Daneesha stay there, or come out to the living room. Either is
fine with me."

She nodded her understanding, and closed the door behind me; I didn't
stick around long enough to hear if she locked it, or not - I was
hungry, and wanted to get supper started.

When they came out to join me for supper, both girls had changed
clothes, and were wearing dresses that were considerably less fancy
than they'd been wearing when I first saw them at the hotel. I told
them to go ahead and sit down, and brought in the lasagne I'd heated,
along with some garlic bread and salads. When I asked, I was told that
they generally didn't bother with a prayer before meals, so we just
dug in.

They were polite and well-mannered, but the way they were tucking into
the food, I suspected that they'd skipped one meal, and maybe more, in
an effort to save money when they'd realized they were going to run
short.

Demosthenes turned up, and tried every trick he knew to try and
convince someone - anyone - that he was cute and starving, but when I
didn't give him anything, they didn't, either. He finally went to sit
in the doorway with his back toward us, radiating Ignore waves at us
so we'd know we were being snubbed.

After we'd finished eating, both girls got up and Tania insisted on
them taking care of the dishes; not just clearing them from the table,
but washing them, too. My opinion of Tania improved considerably; she
might have screwed up in taking care of the two of them, but she
seemed determined not to be a burden.

I got myself a beer from the fridge and went into the living room. I
started some soft classical music going before I got myself situated
in my chair, and picked up the book I'd planned to read that night.
When the dishes were done, Tania and Daneesha both came into the
living room to look around a bit. Both seemed surprised at the shelves
full of books I had, and it was Daneesha that asked if I'd actually
read all of them. She seemed surprised when I said that I had, and
some of them several times, so I told her "Books are one of the
greatest things people have ever come up with. They're a way for one
person to share what they think or know or imagine with lots of other
people. They don't need electricity, they're portable, you can read
them over and over again, and you can share them with other people.
The things written in some of those book are what people said
thousands of years ago - even before Bible times. And what those
people said is as true now as it was then. That dress you're wearing
was designed by somebody that read books. You bought it in a store
from somebody that learned how to run a business from books. People
read books to learn how to make it, and it was put together in a
factory designed by people that read books. Odds are that the farmer
the grew the cotton it's made of learned how to grow ENOUGH cotton
from books. They aren't as fancy and sexy as computers, and they're a
bit more trouble than watching TV - but what you get from them can
last you your whole life."

She looked doubtful, and I asked her what her favorite movie was. She
told me, and I got up and went over to the bookshelves, pulled out one
of the books and handed it to her, saying "Here you go. Here's a book
with the story that movie was based on - it's called 'Hamlet'. The guy
who wrote it lived something over four hundred years ago; his name was
William Shakespeare."

She looked at me doubtfully, and I urged her "Go ahead - start reading
it, and see if I'm not right." She looked at the book - a Collected
Works - then me again, before going over to take a seat at the end of
the couch and opening it up.

That got me a grin from Tania before I moved a couple of feet and
selected another book to hand to her: Mark Twain's 'An Innocent
Abroad'. She looked at me in concern, and I just smiled and told her
"Relax - it's actually a fun read. I think you'll find some of
yourself in what he wrote."

She didn't bother giving me any looks, she just took it and parked
herself at the opposite end of the couch from her sister.

I couldn't help grinning to myself; I didn't doubt that they were
basically good kids, just a touch on the spoiled side. Maybe reading
something that showed them the world didn't start with their
appearance in it would help them get their heads on a little
straighter. I went back to where I'd left my book, and picked it up to
start reading again.

The next three hours went by quietly. Demosthenes decided that
Daneesha's lap was THE place to lay while she absently rubbed his
ears; I could hear him purring even where I was sitting. Each of them
got up once to get a soda, and Tania thought to ask if I wanted
anything when she wanted hers, and brought me the soda I asked for -
and smiled when I thanked her.

It was getting a little late when I marked my spot in the book I was
reading and set it aside before telling them "You know what time your
train leaves tomorrow, so I'll leave it up to you if you want to take
those into the bedroom and keep reading. But it's getting kind of late
for an old man like me" - both of them smiled at my self-description -
"and I'm about ready to go to bed. And just so nobody gets surprised,
I usually sleep until about six o'clock, so if you wait until about
six thirty before you come out, everything should be fine." Even if
Daneesha didn't understand (which I considered doubtful), I knew Tania
would know I was warning them to stay in the bedroom, lest they find
me in some stage of undress.

They knew they were sitting where I was going to be sleeping, and both
got up, using a finger to keep their spot in the books they were
reading. They huddled for a moment to talk to each other before Tania
told me "We better get to bed, too", followed by them walking over to
my bookcases and putting their books back where I'd gotten them from.

They had another brief whispered conversation before both of them
faced me and Tania said "Mister Ellison, we want to thank you for
helping us - well, taking care of us, really. I know I made a really
big mistake, and you've been a lot nicer about watching out for us
that you had to, and both of us appreciate it - a LOT. We could have
been in real trouble if it wasn't for you, and I just want you to know
that we know it, too."

Daneesha followed her sister by saying "Really, Mister Ellison, we're
glad you were there to take care of us. Thank you."

Then, much to my surprise, both girls came over to gave me a kiss on
the cheek, thanked me again, and wished me good night before they
headed for my bedroom.

After I heard the bedroom door close - they didn't lock it, indicating
a trust I hoped they'd learn to be more careful with - I got up and
unfolded the couch into the not entirely uncomfortable bed it
converted to. I got some sheets and a blanket for it from the storage
areas that the end tables provided, and soon had it ready to sleep in.
I undressed, and though I normally sleep nude, I figured I'd better
keep my shorts on, just in case. Another minute, and the lights were
out and I was ready to go to sleep - despite Demosthenes routine of
laying on my pillow and wrapping himself around the top of my head,
and then purring loud enough to loosen the fillings in my teeth. He
invariably found someplace else to sleep later, but it was mandatory
for him that he start the night that way.

It was coming up on midnight, and I was still in kind of a half-sleep
when I felt someone slip into bed with me. It took me a few seconds (I
was half-asleep, after all) to realize that it could only be one of
the girls; at which point I somehow teleported myself as far away from
her in the sofa-bed as I could before exclaiming "Jesus Christ! What
the hell do you think you're doing here!?"

In the semi-darkness, I heard Tania's voice tell me "I think I'm going
to show you how much I appreciate everything you've done for Daneesha
and me tonight. I don't have any money to pay you the way I'd like to,
so I want to give you ME, instead."

"Dammit, Tania, you don't have to do that. This. Whatever. I'm helping
you because I wouldn't be happy with myself if I left the two of you
out there where God-knows-what could happen to you. You're decent kids
that just made a stupid mistake because of how young and inexperienced
you are, and I just can't see letting you get hammered because of a
simple mistake. Now go back to bed - in the OTHER bed, with your
sister."

"Mister Ellison - Jim - you're right that I made a stupid mistake
because of how young I am. But I'm not that young - I'm eighteen,
remember! - and I'm not inexperienced; at least, not in the way I
wanted to show you my appreciation. I'm not a virgin, and haven't been
for a couple of years, so you don't have to worry that you're going to
hurt me. My momma took me to the doctor so I could get on the Pill, so
you're not likely to get me pregnant. I've only been with a couple of
different boys, so I don't expect I know as much about sex as you do,
but I'm willing to try, and learn. Daneesha's in there, sound asleep,
and I closed the door, so you don't have to worry that she'll hear us.
I'm here because I chose to, not because you did or said anything to
make me want to have sex with you. And after what I did, getting me
and Daneesha in trouble like I did, you can be DAMN sure I'm not going
to tell anybody about all this. You're right, I don't 'have' to do
this - but I want to."

While she'd been talking, she'd also been easing herself over toward
me; by the time she finished, I could feel her next to me - and knew
that she was stark naked. I could feel her breasts touching my back as
she put an arm across my body. I took her arm and moved it off of me,
but she just put it right back again, and scooted even closer.

I tried to fight it, I really did. But it had been a while since my
last girlfriend had moved out, and the feel of her young body pressing
against mine felt real good. And when I started thinking about what
she'd said about there not being any real downside... well, it was
just more than I could take, right then.

With a soft groan, I got myself turned around so I was facing her -
and promptly got kissed in a way that let me know that she was real
sure about wanting to be there with me.

When the kiss ended, I let her push me over onto my back, and she
moved to sit on me, straddling my hips. There was enough light that I
could easily make out her face as she told me "Really, Jim, it's okay.
I want to be with you like this. When you first said that we could
stay with you, I thought you were just trying to hustle one of us into
bed with you. But when you told us about the lock on the bedroom door,
and even had the manager of the hotel let us borrow his phone, I knew
that you really were trying to watch out for us. And then when we got
here, you didn't say or do anything except be a nice person and let us
know that we didn't have to worry. I know I said I wanted to give
myself to you because we don't have any money to pay you, but that's
not the whole reason I came out here. It isn't even MOST of the
reason. I wanted to come to bed with you because of how you've treated
us, and because of the kind of person you are. After Daneesha and I
got in bed, I couldn't get to sleep; I kept thinking about why you
would let us stay here, and how you were so careful to SHOW us that we
would be safe, and didn't have to be afraid. I finally realized that
you were doing all that because you cared what happened to us - and I
knew, then, that I wanted to come out here and show you that I care
what happens to you, too."

After she leaned in to kiss me again, she went on "I've only been with
a couple of boys, like I told you, and I haven't done much in the way
of sex stuff. But the way you've been with Daneesha and me, I think I
can trust you to be patient with me and help me learn - and I do want
to learn, 'specially if it's from someone like you."

Hearing that made me comfortable enough that I was willing to put my
hands on her hips as I told her "Tania, I'm still not real comfortable
with this - you being in my bed, I mean. Okay, you're eighteen and not
a virgin and all that. There isn't a thing in the world to keep us
from trying to hump each other's brains out - except that you ARE just
eighteen, and I'm pushing forty. Even though you don't know it yet,
there's a LOT of difference between us - more than just the years, but
what they MEAN."

She cocked her head slightly, and answered "I know that, Jim. That's
why I wanted to come in here - so that I could learn from you, like I
said. And so you don't have to say it, I expect that me being Black is
part of it, too. Back home, we still sometimes get looks from people
when me and my boyfriend go out someplace with some of our White
friends."

I couldn't help making a noise of disgust before I said "What color
you are isn't what matters to me; it's the fact that you're so young,
and I'm supposed to be watching out for you, not taking you to bed."

She leaned in to look closely at me, and after a few seconds, said
"You really don't care that I'm Black, do you?"

"Not so as anyone would notice. What matters to me right now is the
fact that you're eighteen, female, and naked in my bed - in that
order."

She smiled and said "And what matters to ME is that you're male,
naked, AND that I'm here on top of you - and all we've done so far has
been kiss a couple of times. I came in here so we could fuck, not talk
to each other all night. I've seen you looking at them, but you
haven't even touched my tits, yet!"

It was hard NOT to look at her tits. Each was the size of half a
grapefruit, sporting an areola about the size of a quarter with a
short nipple about the diameter of a kid's large crayon sticking out
from it. They looked like two mounds of Hershey chocolate capped with
dark chocolate confections, and the more I saw them, the more I wanted
to get my lips on them. So when she 'complained' that I hadn't touched
them, I corrected that oversight by sliding my hands along her body
until I was cupping them in my hands - and then mentally kicked myself
for not doing it sooner. They were smooth and warm, and when I gently
squeezed them, amazingly firm beneath their outer softness. I ran my
thumbs over her nipples and watched them grow a little, and get harder
under my touch.

Tania put her hands on mine, and released a small, soft moan, letting
me know that she liked what I was doing. While my hands and fingers
were busy on her mammaries, my eyes were taking in the rest of her -
from her slender and graceful neck, to her trim waist and hips, to the
long, slender thighs that were bracketing the narrow wedge of dark
pubic hair I could see at their apex. Her skin was dark and velvety,
with nothing to mar its soft perfection.

After a few moments of my playing with her tits, Tania took her hands
off mine and reached down to begin touching with MY chest; I figured I
was getting the better deal.

We continued touching each other that way for a couple of minutes
before I decided that just touching wasn't enough. She resisted my
first attempt to guide her off of me, but when I told her "If you'll
lie down, we can do more", she was agreeable. When she was on her back
next to me, I rolled onto my side and kissed her as I got my hand on
her lovely mounds again.

Our kisses were initially soft and gentle and affectionate, but as
both of us got more comfortable and relaxed, they grew in both
duration and intensity. I was determined not to 'push' her (that being
the sole contribution my conscience could make), but I was certainly
ready to respond in kind to anything SHE wanted. So when I felt her
tongue briefly touch my lips, I was more than willing to return the
gesture; it wasn't long before our tongues were dancing and dueling in
each others mouths.

As they did, I slowly began moving my hand down her body, giving her
plenty of time to let me know if she had any objections. I knew she
didn't when I felt her open her legs, and the intensity of her kisses
increase.

Of course, my hand first came in contact with the dark wedge of her
pubic hair, and I spent a little time investigating it - comprised of
a million-and-one short, curly hairs, it was thick and soft at the
same time. I don't know if she trimmed it, or not; if she did, I doubt
that she had to do much. When I'd satisfied my curiosity about her
bush, I eased my hand between her thighs and easily found the core of
her young womanhood. Her vaginal lips were small and slightly thick,
but soft and smooth; between them, she was already fairly wet in her
arousal. My fingertip followed her cleft upward, where I found her
clitoris was already starting to make an appearance out from under its
hood. Using the oils that I already had on it, I began gently
caressing and rubbing the small nubbin I'd found, which dramatically
increased her pleasure and excitement as she tried to open her thighs
for me even more.

When our next kiss ended, I moved my head down so that I could begin
sucking on the dark pebbles of her nipples as I continued to use my
hand and fingers between her legs. She was arching her hips up in
response to my touch, and I'd gotten both of her nipples to full
rubbery erectness when she told me "I... I want to do something for
you, too. I... I want to suck your cock."

I lifted my head from her breast and held my hand still on her mons as
I told her "Tania, you don't have to do that, if you don't want, or
you've never done it before."

She informed me "I do want to do it. I've done it for my boyfriends
before, a few times; I just don't like it when they squirt in my mouth
without telling me."

"If you're sure you want to, then I'll be sure and say something
before that happens, okay?"

She gave me a pleased smile, and reached down to pull my hand from
between her legs so she could sit up. She pivoted on her butt and
proceeded to slide my briefs down my legs after I lifted my hips so
she could get them that far. Then she stretched out again, putting her
head even with my semi-erect cock. She nudged my hip to let me know
she wanted me to lie on my back, and when I had, she unhesitatingly
reached out to take me in her hand. A few moments later, and she had
the head between her lips, and was softly licking it with the tip of
her tongue. From what she did, and how she did it, over the next
minute or so, I knew that she really didn't have much experience
giving head - and was probably still worried that I would cum in her
mouth, despite my assurances.

But rather than try to talk her through it, and probably sound like I
was just after my own pleasure, I decided to see if I couldn't give
her a little motivation. I reached over and began gently pressing
against the inside of one of her legs; after a moment, she realized I
wanted her to move it, and she did - only to be confused when I did it
again. After a couple cycles of that, she released my cock from her
mouth and turned her head to look back at me before asking "What do
you want me to do?"

"I want you to put this leg" - I softly caressed it to let her know
which one - "on the other side of my head."

She looked confused for a moment, then realized the position she'd be
in if she did what I asked - and what I wanted to do. She hesitantly
told me "Nobody ever, uh, did that to me before. Black men, that's
just something almost none of them do. I don't know..."

I interrupted her to say "Then I think it's about time you found out
what you've been missing. Don't worry, I like doing it, and there
isn't going to be anything about you that's weird or anything."

I could see on her face as her doubts and curiosity duked it out;
curiosity won, and she slowly moved her leg as I wanted, leaving her
body on top of mine with her knees on each side of my head. When she
took my cock in her mouth again, I could tell that she was still more
than a little nervous.

While I was tempted to look at her for a few moments, I knew that
would only make her even MORE apprehensive. So I just lifted my head
and softly kissed her clitoris, which was peeking out at me, before
extending my tongue and running it between her pussy lips - and
getting a good taste of her juices in the process. They were fresh,
and light, and slightly musky - and delicious. I didn't hesitate to do
it again. She'd frozen over me when I'd first tasted her essence, but
after I'd done it a few more times, she relaxed again, realizing that
I really DID like what I was doing.

A couple of minutes more, and she was starting to respond to my
efforts: licking and sucking on her labia, pressing my tongue against
her opening, happily licking up her oils as they appeared, and best of
all, the way I was teasing and toying with her clitoris. And the
things that I was doing to her inspired her to try and reciprocate, as
best she could. She already knew how not to hurt me, but as she got
more and more aroused, she went from not hurting me to actively trying
to please me. She had me fully erect and was enthusiastically bobbing
her head on my cock when I finally pulled my head back from her
crotch.

After a few seconds, she stopped and released me from her lips to ask
"Is something wrong? That felt good!", the pleasure in her voice
letting me know that she'd changed her mind about having someone
eating her pussy.

"No, nothing's wrong. You're making me feel REAL good, is all, and I
told you that I'd say something before I cum - squirt. You said that
you don't like it when your boyfriends do that in your mouth. So if
you want, we can have sex now."

That was all she needed to hear, and she quickly - and carefully -
moved herself off of me to sit by my hip before asking "How... how do
you want to do it?"

"How do you WANT me to do it?" I asked in return.

"I want you on top of me, so I can see you, and so we can kiss and everything."

I sat up, too, and took her into my arms and kissed her before saying
"Then that's how we'll do it. I'd like us to be able to do all that,
too", pleasing her.

It was only a few moments before she was lying on her back, knees
pulled up and legs spread as I got myself positioned between them.
Though she looked a little nervous, I could also see that she was
eagerly anticipating having me inside her.

I reached down and slid the head of my cock up and down between her
labia a couple of times to wet it with her oils before positioning it
against the entrance to her vagina. I started to press myself into
her; but when I felt her tense up, I immediately backed off. She
looked up at me and asked "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, I thought I was. When I started, I felt you tighten up, so I
stopped so I didn't hurt you."

She looked at me in bafflement for a few seconds before she brightened
up and said "The guys I've been with, well, they always just try to
push themselves in, and it usually doesn't feel good at first, so I
kind of tense up because I'm afraid it'll hurt."

"Tania, I'm really sorry to hear that - but I'm not those guys. I'm
going to go slow, and take my time, just so I don't hurt you. You said
you wanted to learn from me, so let me teach you what you should
EXPECT from a guy, okay?"

She smiled, and nodded, and I could feel her relax a bit under me.

When I tried again, she got tense again, but when I backed off a
little and waited, she realized that I wasn't going to hurt her, and
settled down again fairly quickly.

The next try went better, and she stayed relaxed until the head of my
dick slipped through the tight ring of her opening. She clamped down
again almost immediately - but I'd already stopped, which she realized
a second later. She gave me an embarrassed grin, and I just told her
"It's okay, Tania. If you already knew, I wouldn't have to teach,
right?"

She nodded, and I felt her relax even more, and slowly pressed myself
into her again. I could still feel that she was a bit tense, so as
soon as I felt even a little bit of 'drag', I stopped again. She
looked up at me, a little surprised, and I told her "I said I was
going to go slow, and take my time so I don't hurt you, and that's
what I'm doing. It takes a little time to get my penis wet with the
lubrication you make inside. So what I'm doing is getting myself
covered with your juices a little bit at a time, instead of all at
once like the guys you know do. It's a lot easier and more comfortable
for you, and gives you a little more time to get used to having me
inside you."

She nodded her understanding, and didn't seem surprised when I slid
myself back and forth a few times to help spread her juices around a
bit before pressing into her again. She was a lot more relaxed when I
stopped the next time.

Soon enough, I was completely inside her warm, wet channel. When she
felt my pelvis pressing against hers, she looked up at me again in
delight and said "THAT was a lot nicer and easier than I've ever had
before."

I lowered my head to kiss her before answering "See? An old fart like
me does know a few things, after all."

She grinned at me and said "I don't think you're that old. And I think
you know a LOT more than you let on. But what we're really here for is
this", emphasized by clenching her pussy around my cock.

It was a reminder that I really didn't need, but since she seemed so
interested, I figured I'd go ahead and get things started.

I eased myself back out of her until I felt the ring of her opening
clenched behind the head, then slowly pressed myself back into her in
a single slow thrust - which was accompanied by her soft moan of
pleasure. She demonstrated how limber she was by locking her ankles
behind my back and opening her thighs so that I could enter her deeper
and easier. When I repeated my previous action, I found that I could
slip into her that last fraction of an inch - which had my pubic bone
pressing against hers.

She was warm and wet inside, and tighter than I'd expected, so I
wanted to take things easy and enjoy the time I had with her. I got
into a rhythm of pistoning in and out of her that she seemed to like -
it wasn't long at all before the expression on her face and the small,
soft sounds she was making let me know that I was pleasing her. She
was only a couple of inches shorter than me, so I was also able to get
my lips around her marvelous nipples and suck on them for
all-too-brief periods. In the times in between, the two of us would
simply look into each other's eyes, or kiss - not just on the lips,
but each other's faces, and shoulders, and anyplace else we could
reach.

I'd lowered my body to rest on my elbows and was firmly thrusting into
her with about half my dick while I softly nibbled her earlobe when
she had an orgasm. I felt her freeze under me for a second before her
pussy tightened around my cock. She didn't get so tight that I had any
trouble moving in her, but it sure as hell made it a WHOLE lot more
stimulating for me. She stuffed a fist into her mouth and managed to
muffle what I'm sure would have been a pretty loud noise as her body -
and pussy! - started going through a series of spasms that had her
gasping for air between the waves of pleasure that enveloped her.
She'd gone through a couple of cycles of release when I raised myself
up to support my weight on my hands and arms; she was gasping and
panting so hard that I thought I'd better give her as much 'breathing
room' as I could. I couldn't see trying to explain to the cops that
she'd suffocated during an orgasm while I was fucking her.

It wasn't much longer before her climax started to taper off; I
decided to just hold myself still in her for a bit, since I was
starting to get a little tired.

So I was watching her when she had recovered enough to open her eyes
and look up at me. It took her a second to recognize who I was, but
when she did, she raised her body off the bed and threw her arms
around me, hugging me fiercely before she started crying into my
chest. That had her lifted completely off the bed, and I was just
barely able to get myself lowered so that most of her weight was back
on the bed before she stopped crying long enough to give me a
passionate kiss on the lips and say "Oh, dear god, that was wonderful!
The best I've ever had with a boy before was just a little orgasm,
maybe, before he shot off in me. That was as good as anything I ever
gave myself!" - and immediately looked terminally mortified at having
admitted that she masturbated.

I couldn't help grinning before I told her "Don't worry about it,
Tania. Everybody does it, even if they won't admit to it. It isn't
going to make you blind, and it doesn't mean you're sick or perverted.
It just means you've got perfectly normal, perfectly healthy physical
desires, and you know how to satisfy them. It's no big deal, okay?"

I thought I saw her face darken, and it took me a few moments to
realize that I'd probably just seen her blush - and couldn't keep my
mind from wandering off for a bit to think about other things I'd
never considered about being Black.

When she unlocked her arms from around me, that put the rest of her
weight on the bed, and changed our positions slightly - enough for her
to realize that I was still hard and inside her. Her eyes got
positively huge before she asked "Didn't you...? Did I do something
wrong?"

I grinned again, and answered "No, I didn't climax, and no, you didn't
do anything wrong. You're doing just fine, in fact. I'm older, and
I've learned how not to climax if I don't want; I like what we're
doing, and thought maybe you'd want to keep going, since YOU seem to
be enjoying it, too."

That made her blush (?) again before she got a delighted look on her
face and said "Yeah, I AM enjoying it, and I DO want to keep going."

"The only thing is, I'm getting a little tired - remember, I'm an old
man, and don't have as much energy as you kids - so if you want to
keep going, you're going to have to do the work for a while."

She'd released a snort of derision at my self-description, and when I
was done, she told me "You've done given me one orgasm, and you've got
enough control that you didn't squirt in me so we can do this some
more. You ain't old, you're mature - and I mean that in the nicest way
possible. You've done more to make me happy tonight than any of the
BOYS that I've been out with have. So if you need some rest after all
that, I'll be damn glad to do the 'work'!" before pulling me into a
kiss that damn near turned incendiary.

When it was over, I told her "If you'll help, we can get switched
around without me having to pull out of you" - and couldn't help but
smile at her enthusiastic "I'm for that!"

She readily cooperated in getting ourselves situated, and released a
soft sound of delight when I got us rolled over so that she was on top
of me. A little minor adjustment of her legs, and she was ready to go
- and did. She started out simply rocking her hips back and forth,
sliding herself on and off maybe a quarter of my length as I reached
up and started caressing and gently squeezing her breasts, and teasing
her nipples to see how long and hard I could get them. After a couple
of minutes, she leaned forward to put her hands on my chest to support
and brace herself as she started experimenting with how she could move
herself on me, and what it felt like to her. She finally settled on
simply bounding herself up and down on my cock, and that felt pretty
darn good for BOTH of us.

But even her youthful energy had its limits, and she eventually got
tired enough that she was willing to simply sit on my 'lap' and rock
herself back and forth again - until she discovered that if she
shifted her position slightly, she could apply pressure to her clit as
she moved. Once she got started on that, it was pretty much the end of
it: over the next few minutes, her movements gradually got faster and
faster as she got more and more aroused. The way she was shifting
around my cock, and the frequent clenching of her pussy caused by her
motions, were doing a pretty good job of getting ME closer to having a
climax, too.

Unsurprisingly, she finally found the release she sought: she again
froze in place for a second before I felt her tighten around me. I was
relieved to see her push her fist in her mouth again before crying out
around it as she started her second orgasm of the night - one that was
even more powerful than the first, judging from the way she felt
around me.

I hadn't been far from cumming when she slipped over into her climax,
and the feeling of her wet vagina clenching around me even harder than
it had the first time was enough to get ME started, too. I grabbed her
by the hips and tried to push myself as far inside her as I could as I
felt my cock tighten in preparation for filling her with my cum.

There isn't a doubt in my mind that she could feel it when the first
spray of my semen erupted in her: her eyes suddenly flew open, and she
pressed herself down onto me with a deep groan before she was
overwhelmed by the next cycle of her release - one that was more
powerful than the one before.

She continued pushing herself down, I tried to see if I could get
enough of my cock in her to spray her tonsils as I emptied myself into
her warm, clasping insides. I didn't get that far inside her, but it
certainly wasn't from lack of trying or unwillingness - by EITHER of
us.

By the time her orgasm ended, I had recovered enough to help guide her
to lie on top of me so I could put my arms around her while she got
her senses back. Several minutes went by with her head was on my
chest; she was panting softly when she told me "Dear, sweet Jesus! I
didn't think it could GET any better than last time, but damned if
that wasn't the best I ever had!"

I kissed the top of her head and began slowly caressing her back
before I replied "It felt pretty good to me, too."

She raised her head far enough to turn and look at me before she said
"I know! I could feel it when you started squirting in me, and that
just made it even better!"

I gently pushed her head back down and answered "I could tell. You
felt different inside after I started cumming."

With a note of awe in her voice, she softly said "I could feel you,
and then you could feel me. Can it always be like that? So... I don't
know... intense?"

I expanded my touch to include the firm mounds of her ass - making her
shudder slightly - before I answered "I don't know of any reason it
can't. If you and the other person both want to make each other feel
as good as possible, I don't see why not."

"That's all there is to it? Wanting to make the other person feel good?"

"Pretty much. I like what we're doing, and YOU sure seem to, so we're
both trying to make the other person happy."

She lay there quietly for a few seconds before she told me "Now I
understand why I didn't like being with my boyfriends as much as I've
liked being with you. They just wanted to get inside me and hump me
until they squirted; they didn't much care how I felt about it. But
you've been patient, like I wanted you to, and you've actually cared
about making ME feel good. I think I learned more about sex than I
thought I would, being with you tonight."

I quit playing with her ass, and gave her a hug before simply holding
her in my arms, my semi-erect cock still inside her. Her vagina was
having occasional twitches and tremors that were dramatically
interfering with the softening of my cock, and both of us were
perfectly content to just lay there for a while.

Then a voice in the dark said "I want to fuck him, too!", and damn
near gave me heart failure.

I had been so focused on Tania that I couldn't imagine who it was
until I heard her exclaim "Daneesha!"

I barely had time to think "Oh, shit!" before the lamp at the end of
the couch came on - revealing that not only were Tania and I both
nude, but the position we were in, including the fact that my cock was
still inside her.

It also revealed that Daneesha was standing there stark naked, too.

I couldn't help but look at her - and even as young as she was, I
could see that she was most definitely female, and more than passably
sexy. Her skin was a couple shades lighter than Tania's - more of a
coffee-with-cream color. Her tits were smaller, too; perhaps the size
of half a tangerine, capped with dark brown areolas that were roughly
half an inch across, with nipples the size of a pencil eraser sticking
out of them. Her waist and hips weren't as curved as her sister, but
there was still a distinctively female shape to her. Her legs were
long and slender, and at the base of her belly, she had a patch of
pubic hair that wasn't as large or thick as her sisters. But despite
the lack of development she exhibited, I could still tell that she was
going to grow into a real knockout; it was plain to see that she had a
damn good start on it already.

As I willed my heart into something approximating a regular beat
again, I heard Tania demand "Daneesha, what are you doing here? Why
aren't you in bed, asleep?"

"I had a bad dream, and when I woke up, you weren't there. I thought
you were in the bathroom, but when you didn't come out after a while,
I went to look for you. You weren't there, and I thought I heard
noises out here. I came out, and I could see you were naked and
sitting on Mister Ellison, and bouncing up and down. I didn't know
what you were doing for a minute, then I realized you were fucking, so
I stayed and watched - and I got really excited, so I took off my
nightgown so I could touch myself easier. After you were done, I heard
what you said to each other, and now I want to fuck him, too."

"What do you know about it? You only turned fifteen last month, and I
was almost seventeen before I started!" Tania demanded.

I could hear the tone of abused patience in Daneesha's voice as she
informed her sister "Remember the party Momma and Daddy said I could
have in the basement the same night you went to your graduation party?
Well, they were so worried about you that they completely forgot about
us. We had the lights real low, and me and Jamal, we were kissing and
touching and everything, and I decided that I wanted to find out what
sex was like. My period wasn't going to start for a couple days, so I
knew I couldn't get pregnant, so I let Jamal fuck me. It hurt a little
at first, but then it started feeling okay - but he squirted in me
after just a minute. I was going to let him do it some more, but
Shania said she thought she heard somebody on the stairs, and I just
pulled my panties back on real quick. By the time we figured out that
she just heard a noise, it was time for everyone to go home. The next
time Momma washed clothes, she found my panties and saw the blood and
Jamal's stuff. She asked me about it, and I told her what happened.
She told me not to say anything to Daddy, and took me to the doctor's
a week later. He said I wasn't hurt, and Momma had him inject these
little sticks under my skin; they're some kind of birth control, and
even though you have to look real careful to find them, Momma had the
doctor put them where Daddy wouldn't see. She told me that if Daddy
found out I was having sex so young, he'd probably have a heart
attack, or go crazy. I don't think he would, but I understood what she
meant."

I could tell that Tania was almost as stunned as I was to learn that
her sister had already had sex. More than just the once, since
Daneesha went on to say "After I got those sticks from the doctor, I
knew I couldn't get pregnant, so I let Jamal fuck me a few more times.
It didn't hurt, but he kept squirting in me before I really start
feeling good from it, so I don't let him do it any more. I was
thinking that maybe one of the older boys at school would do it
better, but I heard what you said about your boyfriends, and Mister
Ellison, so I won't bother with them - I want HIM to fuck me, so I
know what it's supposed to feel like."

Tania told her sister "Daneesha, you can't just come in here and tell
us you want him to have sex with you. Even if you're not a virgin and
you're on birth control, you're still only fifteen. If he had sex with
you, it would be against the law, and he could go to jail or even
prison. He's a full-grown man, so he's bigger than a boy Jamal's age;
even if he DID have sex with you, he might hurt you inside. I'm bigger
than you, and he even filled ME up. And besides all the rest, just
coming in here and saying you want him to fuck you isn't how you get
someone to like you enough to WANT to have sex with you. You listened
to me and him talking afterwards, but you didn't hear us BEFORE. I'm
old enough that he wouldn't get into trouble with me like he would
you, and I still had to convince him to even think about it. What can
you say that would make him WANT to have sex with you, as young as you
are, and after you came in here like that? You admitted you spied on
us, you like to have scared the crap out of both of us, and then you
sound like you're DEMANDING he have sex with you. After all that, why
should he? And don't be thinking you can threaten us with Momma or
Daddy, either! He's been too nice to BOTH of us, and if I have to tell
Daddy that I made a mistake and didn't take care of our hotel room
like I should have, then I will, if it keeps Jim out of trouble."

The idea that Daneesha might say something that would get Tania or me
in trouble was something that I'd already thought of, and was worried
about. But I had to figure Tania knew her sister - sex life excluded -
well enough to short-circuit any ideas Daneesha might have about using
threats as a bargaining tool.

From the expression on Daneesha's face, I knew she'd been thinking of
doing what Tania had just told her not to - and that Tania's apparent
willingness to 'come clean' with their parents had done exactly what
it was meant to: cut her off at the knees. Tania could see it, too,
and told her sister "That's what I expected. Now, go on over there and
sit down where you can't listen while I talk to Jim. And maybe you
should think about what I just told you, while you're there!"

Daneesha looked like she was going to start crying any moment, but did
as she was told, taking the chair farthest from where Tania and I were
still (barely) coupled on the bed.

Keeping our heads turned away from where Daneesha was sitting, Tania
and I spent the next few minutes trying to figure out what to do about
Daneesha. It finally got down to the point where Tania told me "Jim, I
wish to hell none of this had ever happened. As good as you've made me
feel tonight, I'd still give it all up if it meant that you didn't
have to worry about my damn little sister getting you into some kind
of trouble."

"Tania, it's done, and there's nothing that can change it. The thing
to do now is figure out what's next. I hate to say this, but she isn't
my sister, and I've got no idea what to say or do - which means that
it's going to have to be up to you. I'll answer any question I can;
and I'm ready to back you up, whatever you decide - but it's still
your decision. I'm sorry."

She shook her head, and told me "No, don't be sorry - you're exactly
right. Right now, I wish she wasn't my sister, either, but she is, and
I have to figure something out. Except I don't have the faintest idea
of where to start."

"If it helps any, try to figure out what you think the most basic
problem is, and see if you can find a solution to THAT. Then you can
try to find ways to adjust it to work with the rest." I offered.

She managed to give me a small smile, and I just held her for the next
few minutes as she thought about what was needed. By unspoken
agreement, both of us were careful not to move our bodies any more
than necessary; neither of us figured that trying to deal with the
Daneesha problem while my cum was running out of Tania would help our
case any. I felt her head give a little shake, and then a few seconds
later, she asked "Jim, would you have sex with my sister - the way you
had sex with me - so that she WON'T want to sleep around, trying to
find a guy that'll make her feel good, when there aren't any?"

The question was so unexpected, and so off-the-wall, that all I could
do was blink at her a few times before asking "Am I understanding
correctly that now you want me to fuck your sister?"

She seemed to realize the problem I was having, and said "The basic
problem is that she's already started having sex, and isn't happy with
it yet. You heard her: Jamal wasn't any good, and she was going to try
some of the older guys at school to see if they could make it nice for
her. I don't doubt for a minute that she'll do exactly that, either -
and unless she's real damn lucky, she isn't going to find one that can
do what she wants; so she's going to keep trying until everybody in
school thinks she's a slut, or until our Dad finds out. On the other
hand, if she does find someone that can make her happy, then maybe -
maybe! - she'll realize that it's only special if SHE makes it that
way, and she'll decide not to let just anybody between her legs, and
choose to wait until she finds a guy that deserves her. But the only
way it'll work is if she's with that special person just the one time,
and then no more after that, so she doesn't keep running off to get
fucked every chance she gets. In other words, she has to get laid once
well enough to make her not want to settle for anything less - at
least, not until she's old enough to understand what she wants, and
how to get it. I'm thinking that if you make her feel as good as
you've made ME feel, then I can convince her not to sleep around. She
told us that Jamal didn't do anything for her, and you heard her say
she listened to us talking, so I can make sure she understands that
younger guys - ones even CLOSE to her age, that even might be
interested in her - won't be able to make her feel as good as you. I'm
thinking that once she finds out how good sex can be, she won't settle
for just fucking, with somebody like Jamal. You having good sex with
her now, once, will keep her from having lots of bad sex with a bunch
of guys in the future."

Even after she explained herself, and what she expected would happen,
it still took me several seconds to understand that she was actually
serious. But I thought about what she'd said, and ran through her
explanation several times in my mind; I had to admit that if her
premises were correct, and she was right about what Daneesha would do,
then her conclusion seemed plausible. The only real problem I had with
it, in fact, was the fact that I was the one that was not only
supposed to have sex with a fifteen-year-old girl, but make it
pleasant enough for her that she'd want to forsake all other males
until she reached the age of majority - a proposition that seemed
fairly remote, to me. I was confident that I was a reasonably good
lover in bed; but that good?

I expressed my concerns to Tania, and she just smiled and said "She
hasn't had any better of a time with guys than I have; maybe even
worse. I'd bet cash money that if you did her the same way you did me,
that would be all she'd need. I only see two real problems. The first
is that she's only fifteen, and you could get into trouble if she got
it into her head to tell anyone. But there are two things that make me
believe that would never happen: I don't doubt that if you made her as
happy as you made me, she'd never want anything to happen to you
because of it; and the second is that even if she DID say anything
about it, I'd swear on a stack of Bibles that you never even touched
either one of us. She's gotten into trouble enough times that if it
came down to my word against hers, people would believe me, not her.
The other problem is that she only knows about having a guy inside her
- fucking. I don't know how willing she'd be about doing any of the
other stuff that you and I did - like using our mouths on each other.
But I'm positive that if I showed her that I was willing to do that
stuff, she'd want to be 'grown up' and try it, too. I don't doubt
she'd like what YOU do, and as long as you didn't squirt in her mouth,
I don't think she'd really mind the other; she might not like it, but
I don't think she'd actually DISlike it, either. So I think the only
real question is whether or not you think you'd like to hump my little
sister." - the last followed by a wry grin.

I still had to face the question of whether or not I wanted to take
the chance of boffing a fifteen year old girl. Sure, she was cute, and
sexy as hell - but still only fifteen. Tania seemed to understand that
I still had to think about it, and waited the couple of minutes it
took me to work things out in my mind.

I finally got things settled, and told her "I'm not real wild about
the idea, but if you think that having sex with me would help her, I'm
willing to at least try. I expect you know that I've got my ass
hanging out by a country mile with this, but you've been willing to
trust me, so I'm going to trust you."

Tania gave me a smile of reassurance before she told me "You'll see -
it'll be okay. I'm going to talk to her first, okay?"

I nodded, and both of us turn our heads to look over to where Daneesha
was sitting. I could see that she looked fairly miserable, and thought
that the talk she'd gotten might have done some good.

Tania spoke Daneesha's name to get her attention, and then said "Jim
and I have made our decisions, but I want to hear if you've got
anything to say for yourself first."

Daneesha got up from the chair she was sitting in and came over to
tell us "I'm really sorry for spying on you. I hate it when other
people do it to me, and I know I shouldn't have done it. And I
shouldn't have surprised you the way I did, and started just demanding
things. Mister Ellison was real nice about letting us stay here so
we'd be safe, and feeding us and everything, and acting the way I did
wasn't the way to show him how much I appreciate what he's done - and
I DO appreciate it! I really do want to find out what having sex
should be like, but being a brat isn't the way to get someone to do
something nice for me, and I'm sorry I acted that way; I really am.
Tania, you've never been mean to me like the way so many of my friends
sisters are toward them, and I know that being with Mister Ellison
made you feel good, and happy, and it wasn't right for me to even
THINK about saying I'd tell Momma and Daddy about what you did here
after you've been so nice to me, and tried to take care of me. You
didn't even fuss when Daddy said you could only come here if I was
with you; you just helped me pick out what stuff I needed to bring,
and even asked me what kind of things I wanted to do while we were
here. Sometimes, I feel like I'm all grown up and can do things for
myself, but other times, I feel like I'm still a little kid, and act
like it. I know I've been a stinker, and acted like a spoiled brat,
and I'm so sorry!" By the time she finished, Daneesha was crying -
hard; and even I could tell that they were tears of sorrow and shame.

Tania gave me a look that let me know she believed her sister, and I
nodded my agreement before she turned back to Daneesha and said "I'm
glad you realized that you WERE being a spoiled brat, and what you did
was wrong. I know you get tired of hearing it, but you're only
fifteen, and you're not as grown up as you want to believe sometimes.
I'm only three years older than you, and I promise you, there are
times that I'm amazed at how much difference those three years makes.
I know it's hard, and it seems like it's going to take forever, but
just try to BE as grown up as you think you are."

Daneesha was crying even harder, but managed to nod her head in
understanding of what Tania was telling her.

Tania looked at me, seemed to consider something, then looked at
Daneesha again before saying "Even after you acted the way you did, I
still love you. We talked about what you said, and I told Jim what I
know about you so he could try to make the right decision for HIM.
Daneesha, if you keep trying to find guys that will make you feel good
when you fuck, you aren't going to find one. All that's going to
happen is that you'll let too many guys between your legs, and
everyone will say you're a slut or a whore. The guys even CLOSE to
your age are too selfish and stupid to know that they don't know
anything: all you're going to find is older and bigger Jamals. You
heard me - even my boyfriends, MY age! - aren't any better than you
told us Jamal was. Anybody old enough to actually know anything about
how to make you feel good isn't going to want to be with you because
of how young you are, and the trouble they could get into. Besides, if
you start letting guys fuck you all the time, what's should anyone
want to risk jail for a fifteen year old that'll let just about
anybody stick their cock in her? Who's going to want to have sex with
a girl that has a wore out old pussy, and maybe a bunch of diseases,
before she's even out of high school? The more guys you fuck, the less
ANY of them is going to want you for anything besides a place to stick
his cock. Is that what you want? Because if you don't learn that sex
is supposed to be something special, and act like it, then that's how
things are going to turn out for you. I thought that being with my
boyfriends was something special, but I learned tonight that it
wasn't. Jim showed me what it means to be with someone that actually
cares about me. When we get home, I'm not going to be having sex with
my boyfriends like I was; I'm going to wait until I find a guy that
cares about me, and wants more than just to get between my legs. You
said that you want Jim to do that for you, too - but why should he?
Why should he bother doing anything nice like that for you if you're
just going to be a whore when we get home? Why should he risk going to
jail or prison by trusting you when all he knows about you is that you
started having sex at fourteen - fourteen! - 'just because', and that
you spied on us, and acted like a spoiled brat?"

Daneesha was nearly wailing when she answered "I'm sorry, I really,
truly am! While you were talking, I remembered how people talk about
Shania, and I knew that I don't want people saying things like that
about ME. I realized that I was doing wrong, just wanting to be with
guys for sex. But after it was so bad with Jamal, I just want to know
that it CAN be good so that I CAN wait! I know I was dumb, and there
isn't any reason Mister Ellison should do anything for me; and I
wouldn't blame him if he said he never wanted to see me again. But
even if he does, I'm never, ever going to say anything to anybody
about tonight because he's been so nice about watching out for me, and
trying to make sure I was okay. He did a lot of stuff he didn't have
to because he was worried about me, even though he never even MET me
before."

Tania looked at me again, her eyes asking if I was satisfied with what
I'd heard. I gave her the smallest of nods, and Tania then told her
sister "Now, do you want to hear what we decided? Or do you just want
to go back to bed? If you do, I'll be in there in just a minute."

Daneesha wiped the tears from her face and answered "I want to hear.
Even if it's bad, I know I deserve it."

Tania told her "Well, you're lucky that Jim is as nice as he is. He
told me that if I thought you learned your lesson, and that you could
be trusted, then he was willing to teach you what having sex is
supposed to feel like."

Daneesha immediately looked elated, but got serious again when Tania
told her "There's more to having sex than just a guy putting his cock
in you. I learned that tonight, and if you want him to help you learn
about having sex so that it feels good, you're going to have to learn
it, too."

"What do you mean?" Daneesha asked.

"I mean that I used my mouth on him - more than just a little bit; and
that he used his mouth on me - the first time anybody ever did that.
And when he kissed me after he did that, I could taste myself a little
bit."

Daneesha's embarrassed expression gave us a little warning that
something was up before the youngster told us "Um, I haven't had my
mouth on a guy, but I've tasted his stuff, you know, when he squirts.
And somebody has already used their mouth on me; and I already know
what I taste like."

I was amazed at how calm Tania sounded when she told her sister "Tell me."

Daneesha gave me a concerned look before answering "Um, after I was
with Jamal one time, I tasted his stuff a little bit when it ran out
of me after he left. It... it didn't taste bad, or anything; just a
little bit salty. I, uh, kinda like it, even. And one time when I was
staying overnight with Shania last year, we were kind of fooling
around - you know, practicing kissing and stuff. It was kind of fun,
and we started touching each other, and that felt nice, too. Then
Shania had the idea of kissing each other, you know, there, and we did
- except that it was more than just kissing, and it felt REAL nice. I
could tell what I tasted like there when we kissed again afterwards.
That was part of the reason I wanted to try fucking - so I could find
out if it felt as good. Except that it didn't."

Tania looked at me again, and I just gave her a little discreet shrug
of my shoulders; as far as I was concerned, what we'd just heard just
simplified things. Tania seemed to reach pretty much the same
conclusion, and turned to her sister again and said "Okay, I'm glad
you could tell us about that. it makes things easier for us - ALL of
us. Now, if you'll excuse me for a few minutes, Jim squirted in me
before you let us know you were here. His cock has been keeping it
inside me all this time, and I need to get his stuff out of me. You
can be with him when I get back, so I can help you if you need it."

Because I'm so much older, I don't think I was quite as surprised as
Tania when Daneesha hesitantly said "Uh, if you want... if it's okay,
I mean... I could, you know, um, do that for you."

Both of us looked at her, and she quickly explained "I mean, I've
already done that to another girl before, and I kinda like the way a
guys stuff tastes. And I want to show you that I really AM sorry, and
that you won't be sorry about trusting me."

Thankfully, Tania didn't bother finding out what I thought - I
couldn't have said anything about it, either way; so I just waited the
minute or so it took before Tania answered "If you really want to do
it" - "I do!" Daneesha assured her - "then I guess it's okay. You
better get up here, though, so I don't start making a mess on the bed
waiting for you."

Daneesha quickly moved to the foot of the bed, and carefully found a
spot by my feet on the side where there was the most room for Tania to
go. Tania looked at me, and I quietly told her "Do it or not, it won't
bother me either way. But if she does it, I think it pretty much
settles the question of whether or not we can trust her."

Tania asked "You aren't bothered by one girl doing that to another?"

I couldn't help grinning when I answered "I don't have the right
plumbing for it to be a problem" - and getting a small laugh from her
before she suddenly pulled forward a little to get us 'uncorked', and
quickly rolled off of me to lie on her back with her knees pulled up.
Daneesha waited only until her sister stopped moving before lying down
between Tania's legs and getting her mouth on the older girls mons.

It couldn't have been two seconds before I could hear the licking and
slurping as Daneesha went about cleaning Tania's pussy of my cum.
Tania briefly looked at me, apparently checking for some kind of
reaction (which she didn't get) before tilting her head to watch her
sister. I had to figure that Daneesha was doing more than just
'cleaning' when, a few minutes later, Tania closed her eyes and
released a soft moan of pleasure.

Figuring "What the hell...", I decided to make my own contribution by
rolling over so I could begin sucking on Tania's nipples as I softly
caressed her belly. It didn't take long before I had both of them
fully erect, so I expanded my efforts to include all of her breasts -
kissing random spots on them, softly sucking different areas, and even
licking them from base to peak.

Between what Daneesha was doing between her thighs, and what I was
doing to her breasts, Tania was soon slowly writhing and making
various noises of pleasure and arousal. Daneesha could see what I was
doing, of course, and lifted her head long enough to give me a brief
smile before returning to her self-appointed task.

I'd learned the signals that Tania gave, and was ready when she
slipped into an orgasm; as I listened to the soft sounds of Daneesha
eagerly lapping up her elder sister's juices, I was gently pulling on
Tania's nipples, and softly nibbling her earlobe - which she seemed to
enjoy quite a bit.

With the end of Tania's orgasm, Daneesha raised up from between her
sister's thighs - and I could see that she was coated with Tania's
juices from nose to chin. I gestured to her that she should come up to
where I was, and sit on the other side of Tania from me. She did, and
was surprised when I sat up and cupped her face in my hands, and then
gently guided her forward so that I could begin using the tip of my
tongue to clean her face of the older girls essence. When I was done,
I told her "That was nice of you to go ahead and help her have another
climax."

A little embarrassed, she answered "After the way I acted before, I
wanted to do something to make her feel good - to kind of apologize
for upsetting her." A moment later, she aid "And..." before falling
quiet again.

"And?" I prompted.

She looked down at her lap and softly said "And I want to do something
to apologize to you, too - but I don't know what."

I looked at her for a couple of seconds before telling her "Daneesha,
you don't have to apologize to me; that's not what I want."

She tilted her head back up to look at me before asking "What can I
do, then?", the tone of her voice letting me know that she really did
want to try and make things 'right'.

I locked eyes with her and said "What you can do - what I really want
- is for you to learn something from this; and I think you have. I
only hope that you remember it, so you don't make the same mistake
again."

Curiously, my quiet tone and the fact that I only wanted her to learn
from the experience and not repeat the error seemed to affect her more
than if I'd called her names or asked her to do something sexual with
me. Her eyes started to tear up again, and I patted my lap, letting
her know she was welcome to sit on it. She hesitated only briefly
before carefully climbing over Tania and taking me up on my offer. I
put my arms around her and held her as she leaned against my chest and
softly cried for a few minutes.

While that was happening, Tania recovered from her orgasm and opened
her eyes to see where Daneesha was, and what she was doing. Tania sat
up, but didn't say anything as Daneesha cried into my chest. After a
few minutes, her tears slowed, and I told Tania "There are some small
towels on the middle shelf of the cabinet in the bathroom, if you want
to get her one."

Tania simply got up and headed for my bedroom, and the bathroom where
she could get something for her sister to dry her eyes. She was back
in just a few moments, and touched Daneesha's arm with the hand towel
she'd brought back. It took Daneesha a second to understand what it
was, but she readily accepted it and began using it to dry her tears.
When she was done, I heard her tell me "I'm sorry, Mister Ellison. I
didn't mean to start crying like that, but even after I was such a
turd, you were still being so nice to me; and that made me feel even
worse about how I acted. Honest, I really DID learn something tonight;
and I will remember it, so I don't act like that again."

Facing the way she was, Daneesha couldn't see as Tania nodded her
head, letting me know that she thought Daneesha was being sincere
about what she said.

I gave Daneesha a soft hug and said "Then that's all I need to hear,
Daneesha. Everybody makes mistakes - the trick is to learn not to keep
making the same ones over and over. I think you did that tonight, and
that's all that really matters. Feel better, now?"

She tilted her head back to look up at me, and managed to give me a
smile before nodding. I smiled back and told her "Good, I'm glad.
There's still something I think you wanted to do tonight, wasn't
there? What was it again? Something about learning how to play poker,
wasn't it?"

She laughed, and answered "No, silly. You said you were willing to
help me find out what having sex is supposed to be like. You're still
going to do that?"

"If you still want me to. Why, have you changed your mind?"

She got a mildly indignant look on her face before she realized I was
teasing, and answered "No, I haven't changed my mind. I still want to
be with you, so I can know what it's like to feel as good as I know
Tania did. When I get home, I'm going to make some NEW friends, so
people won't talk about me like they do some of the other girls; I
don't want people calling me a doorknob because everybody gets a turn,
like they do Shania and a lot of her friends."

I lowered my head and kissed her softly on the lips before telling her
"Daneesha, you've already learned the most important part: other
people aren't going to respect you until you respect yourself - and by
saying what you just did, you're already starting to do that."

She looked pleased, as much by what I said as from the kiss, I think.
But just to make sure, I kissed her again - just as softly. When I
pulled back to look at her, I could see that she was even happier.

"Now, how do you want to do this? There's you, me, and Tania; I figure
you and I have to be here" - she grinned at that - "but how much Tania
is involved is up to you. She said she wanted to be here so she could
help you. The question is, do you want her help?", I asked.

Daneesha turned her head far enough to look at Tania for a few moments
before looking back at me and saying "Yeah, I do. I know I don't know
as much about all this as I thought I did, and she already told me
that you're going to be bigger than Jamal was. I expect you know more
than she does, but she knows more than I do, and she's another girl,
so she can help me better. Besides, after I watched her with you, it's
only right that she see me, too."

Tania moved to where Daneesha could see her easier, and said
"Daneesha, it's not about whether or not you saw me or I should see
you - it's about what would make YOU feel right, and make it easier
for you."

Daneesha looked at her sister and answered "I know, Sis. That's why I
said the other stuff first; you seeing me is like an extra part of
it."

Tania seemed satisfied with that, and smiled her acceptance of the
explanation. When Daneesha turned back to me, I told her "I'm going to
tell you something I told Tania: I'm going to go slow, because I don't
want to hurt you. If there's anything you really don't like, let me
know - I'm not going to MAKE you do something you don't want to. If
there's something you like, or you want us to do different, don't be
afraid or embarrassed to let me know; you want to learn what it's like
when having sex is a good thing, and I'll do whatever I can to help
make that happen, okay?"

She smiled, and nodded her understanding; and I lowered my head to
give her another soft, affectionate kiss.

When our lips parted, I gently nudged her to stand up, and she let me
guide her so that she was facing me before I eased her back onto my
lap. After her small, firm ass was planted in my lap, she
unhesitatingly moved her legs so that they were loosely wrapped around
my waist. I put my arms around her and interlaced my fingers at the
small of her back to help support her while I leaned in to kiss her
again; except that I made my kiss a little firmer, and more inviting,
than the previous ones - but without overwhelming her with it.

She responded in kind, and our next few kisses steadily grew in
duration and passion. Along the way, I unlocked my fingers and began
to hold her waist. We were kissing again when I slowly moved my hands
up to her breasts. I felt her tense slightly, but when all I did was
to simply hold my hands over them, she quickly relaxed. After our kiss
ended, she pulled back slightly to look into my eyes; satisfied with
what she saw, she moved close again and closed her eyes, letting me
know she wanted to be kissed again.

After our lips touched, I began softly stroking her breasts. Lightly
running my thumbs over her nipples, I felt them stiffen in response as
she released a soft moan. Though not as large as her sisters,
Daneesha's breasts were easily just as firm and warm and smooth. As I
continued to caress her mammaries, the passion of Daneesha's kisses
increased; when I finally touched her lips with my tongue, she readily
opened her mouth in response. I didn't immediately start trying to
lick her tonsils or do anything I thought would be too 'invasive';
rather, I let the tip of my tongue touch hers, and carefully tease it
into my mouth so the two could get familiar with each other. When her
tongue finally retreated from my mouth to hers, mine followed - but
only after she made clear that it was welcome.

Our tongues danced and dueled in each others mouths for several
minutes before our lips separated. When she looked up at me again, I
could see the desire in her eyes as she told me "I like this. You kiss
REAL nice!"

I smiled and told her "And I'm going to try and make the rest of it
just as nice as this."

She smiled back, and moved her hands from my waist to behind my neck,
gently pulling me into another kiss - one that made it clear to me
that she was ready for us to move on.

As our kiss progressed, I slowly moved my hands from her breasts to
begin caressing the rest of her body - her sides, her back, what I
could reach of her delightful ass, her thighs; anything I could reach
was stroked softly and slowly. When I gently dragged my fingernails
down the middle of her back, I thought that she was going to try and
swallow MY tongue.

The end of our kiss found her softly panting, and the distinct aroma
of aroused female faintly discernable to me. She let me guide her off
of my lap so that she was laying on the bed, and I quickly stretched
out on my side next to her, resting on my elbow. I spared a quick
glance over to where Tania was, and saw from the look on her face and
her erect nipples that she'd started getting aroused just watching us.

When I looked down at Daneesha, she looked back at me with her desire
plain in her eyes. She returned my smile, and I softly touched my lips
to hers before moving on to kiss her face and shoulders. I put my hand
on her belly, and used my fingertips to map her body from ribs to
pelvis; when my hand got close to her mons, she readily spread her
legs - only to be surprised when I bypassed her sex in favor of
caressing her smooth, firm thighs. I finally did let my hand briefly
touch her mound, but only long enough to verify that she was getting
aroused - and add a little to that arousal.

I moved my body over hers so that I kiss all of her that I wanted to;
my legs naturally moved in between hers, but she looked up at me in
complete trust - certain that I wasn't going to do anything to hurt
her.

With my new position, I was able to better tend to those parts of her
that I'd missed before; I could feel her nipples harden and press
against my chest when I gently nibbled and sucked on her earlobe, and
kissed the area where her neck and shoulder joined.

I applied my lips to every square inch of her skin as I slowly worked
my way down her body. When I got as far as her breasts, I slowed my
actions even more, taking my time as I licked and sucked on her
breasts. She was moaning almost continuously by the time I had both of
her nipples fully erect and glistening with my saliva; then it was
time to continue my journey.

Her smooth, flat belly was a delight, and I cheerfully spent a couple
of minutes orally assaulting her navel before moving on.

When I got to her pubic thatch, I found that it was soft and not quite
as thick as Tania's: I didn't have any difficulty making out the
surface of her tawny skin beneath it's surface. My lips followed the
edge of it, and as they neared the area between her thighs, she
eagerly spread her legs in anticipation of what she knew I was going
to do. When I reached my goal, I had a clear view of Daneesha's
womanhood. Her vaginal lips were small and thin; I could easily see
both her clitoris as it was starting to peek out from under its hood,
and the wet entrance to her vagina. Being that close, I didn't have
any trouble smelling her, either - her aroma was light and fresh and
very stimulating. I looked up to see that she was watching me with
eager desire - patently unconcerned that I was looking at her.

I lowered my head again, and quickly ran my tongue across her entrance
and between her labia; her juices were thin, with a taste that was
somehow sweet and slightly musky at the same time. I didn't hesitate
to sample them again. And again, and again...

I'd exhausted the immediate supply of Daneesha's oils, and was having
fun teasing her pea-sized - and very sensitive - clitoris when I heard
a slight change in the tone of the pleased noises she was making. A
quick glance up revealed that Tania had decided to join the party: she
had a hand on one of Daneesha's breasts while her lips were fastened
around the nipple of the other. In return, Daneesha had a hand busy on
one of Tania's breasts. I couldn't help thinking that it was always
nice to see family members helping each other...

I'd pretty much figured to give Daneesha an orgasm to get her 'primed'
before letting her (with Tania's help, if necessary) get me hard
again. While she was doing that, I planned on bringing her to a
second, stronger, climax so that she'd be as relaxed and wet inside as
possible before we tried getting my cock in her. With Tania helping
the way she was, I simply didn't worry about the details as long as
the general plan was working - and promptly applied myself to putting
it into action.

Tania and I needed only a few minutes before Daneesha slipped into an
orgasm - and not a small one, either, judging by the spasms that
wracked her young body. I gladly lapped up the overflow of Daneesha's
oils as Tania dedicated herself to caressing her sisters body and
sucking on her nipples. As Daneesha's orgasm gradually began to fade,
I lifted my head from between her thighs and moved up toward where
Tania was applying a few last kisses to the peaks of Daneesha's
breasts. When I got close, Tania gave me a mildly defiant look and
said "After the way she made me feel, I didn't think you should have
all the fun."

I just grinned and answered "She didn't seem to mind, so there's
nothing for ME to say about it."

Tania grinned back at me, and leaned over to give me a kiss, which I
happily returned. Only when it was over did she seem to realize that
she'd gotten a taste of her sister. She licked her lips a couple of
times, then hesitantly asked "That... that's what she tastes like?
There?"

I nodded, and she considered it for a couple of seconds before she
told me "When I tasted me - you know, when we kissed before - I
thought it was, you know, okay; it didn't taste BAD or anything. I
mean, it was me, so I didn't think about it much. But now it's another
girl, even if she is my sister, and that's different. I kinda LIKE the
way she tastes..."

I grinned at her and said "So now you've got another way of finding
pleasure with someone else. Instead of just being stuck with whatever
guys happen to be around, you might be able to find another girl that
you'd like to be with. Doesn't have to mean anything except that you
like a particular girl more than a particular guy in that particular
way at that particular time. Now there's something new on the menu
that you can choose - or not."

She grinned back, and leaned over for another kiss. When it was over,
she smacked her lips a little bit before saying "I think I'm going to
LIKE having another choice!"

Daneesha made a small noise, and both of us quickly turned our
attention to her - seeing that she was starting to come back to
reality, each of us lay down next to her and put an arm across her
body. She opened her eyes and looked at Tania, then me, before saying
"Mister Ellison, you do that a lot better than most of the girls I
know. That felt great!" before turning back to Tania to tell her "And
Sis, what you were doing felt real good, too. It helped a LOT."

Both of us smiled at her before Tania answered "I'm glad you liked it.
It was fun for me, too."

I told her "Daneesha, I was thinking that you would have one climax to
start with, and then while you - and Tania, if you wanted - got me
hard, I could give you another one so that it would be as easy as we
could make it for you when I'm inside you the first time. Does that
sound okay to you?"

Daneesha looked at me again, and asked "I kinda used my hand on Jamal
a couple of times, so I know you can get hard if I do that. But it's
faster and better for you if I use my mouth?"

I nodded, and she said "I never did that before, but if it's something
you like, then I want to learn how."

Tania spoke up then, saying "Daneesha, I can kind of show you a little
bit and help you get started, if you want. Then you can do it yourself
when you're ready."

Daneesha was visibly relieved when she voiced her acceptance of her
sisters offer. Then Tania said to me "I don't think it was easy for
you to use your mouth on me because of how much taller you are.
Daneesha's even shorter than I am, and I don't think you'll even be
able to uh, reach her. Would it be okay with you if I did it?"

I answered "Now that you mention it, I think you're probably right.
No, I don't mind."

Daneesha was looking at her sister in surprise when she said "I... I
didn't know you did that..."

Tania grinned and answered "I didn't either - until tonight. I kissed
Jim after he did that to you, and found out what you taste like. I
like it, so I'm going to learn how to make another girl happy that way
with you."

I could hear the wonder in Daneesha's voice as she asked "The first
time you ever do that is going to be tonight? And I'm the one?"

Tania nodded, and Daneesha exclaimed "Oh, Sis! I love you so much,
that you'd want your first time with a girl to be ME!"

"I just hope I do okay..." Tania told her, and got the answer "Oh,
it's easy! Just start doing to the other girl what feels good to you;
if she likes it, keep going. If she doesn't, try something a little
different."

Daneesha's anticipation and enthusiasm were markedly higher when she
turned back to look at me and say "Mister Ellison, I'd like to start
now, if it's okay."

On the other side of her, I could see Tania's amused smile at the
change in her sister, and I answered "If you're ready, then it's okay
with me", smiling.

Daneesha was the first to get herself shifted around so that her head
was in the general vicinity of my cock. Tania took a little longer,
since she moved to the other side of me from her sister. The way they
were situated left me with two very nice asses to play with as Tania
proceeded to give Daneesha instruction in, and demonstrations of,
performing oral sex on guys. Daneesha was a trifle hesitant the first
time she had me in her mouth, but when I didn't immediately blow my
load, she quickly got into the spirit of the thing.

I was about half-erect when Tania decided that Daneesha didn't need
any more help after watching as the younger girl started applying the
lessons she'd learned. With Daneesha slowly but steadily bringing me
to full hardness, Tania soon moved to a position that made it easy for
her to get her head between her sisters thighs - but left me with an
excellent view as she took her first experimental licks of Daneesha's
womanhood.

With Tania between her sisters legs, I wasn't able to reach the
youngster's ass - but Tania's made a perfectly acceptable substitute.
Even as I was caressing one of her delightful ass cheeks, she opened
her legs so that I could reach the area between them, as well. That
left me lying there, able to enjoy the feeling of Daneesha's warm
mouth and limber tongue on my cock while I watched Tania teach herself
how to eat her sisters pussy - while I played with her ass and started
using my hand and fingers to add to her obvious arousal. Certainly not
what I expected when I brought the two of them home with me...

As my cock continued to grow, Daneesha's enthusiasm grew with it - as
did her arousal, with the help of her sister. Tania's excitement
increased with Daneesha's, supplemented by MY efforts. Daneesha had
gotten me hard again, but she was getting closer and closer to having
an orgasm, so her interest in my cock was steadily decreasing as the
the sensations Tania was causing in her pussy were increasing.

Daneesha had given up even pretending to do anything to my cock in
favor of simply enjoying the hell out of what Tania was doing to her
when the older girls efforts finally had the desired effect of
bringing the younger to what I could easily tell was a thundering
orgasm that left her stunned and panting when it was over.

When Tania lifted her face from between her sisters thighs, the lower
half of her face was covered with Daneesha's juices - and the corners
of her mouth threatened to meet at the back of her head, she was
smiling so broadly. I couldn't help grinning at her as I said "I don't
have to ask if you enjoyed yourself", prompting her to blush before
she answered "I think I'm going to like doing that some more!"

Tania turned her attentions to Daneesha again, but with the goal of
helping her recover from the intensity of the orgasm she'd had, rather
than being the one to make it as powerful as it had been. When
Daneesha let us know that she was ready to continue, I told her "I
think the best thing is if you were on top of me at first. That way,
you can just kind of 'sit down' on me, and go as fast or slow as you
want to. If it gets uncomfortable or starts to hurt, you can stop, or
even back up if you want."

Daneesha looked at my erection waving in the air and solemnly told me
"I think I'd like that. You're a little longer than Jamal, and a lot
bigger around. I know you wouldn't be trying to hurt me, but I'd still
be a little bit afraid if we did it any other way."

Tania asked "Is there anything you want me to do? Help hold you up, or
hold you steady, or anything?"

Daneesha looked at her sister in gratitude and answered "Yeah, you can
help keep me from going down on him too fast, so he doesn't split me
open!" - getting a small laugh from Tania and me before Tania told her
"He wouldn't actually do that, even if it felt that way. I'll be glad
to help, Sis."

To my and Daneesha's surprise, Tania moved to take me into her mouth
for a few seconds; when she pulled her lips away again, she'd left a
coating of her saliva on my cock to help act as a lubricant for the
younger girl. Daneesha realized what Tania had done, and I could see
the appreciation on her face as she moved to straddle my waist and get
herself generally situated. Tania didn't hesitate to take a set behind
her, and wrap an arm around the youngster before reaching between us
and taking hold of my erect cock. She held it steady as Daneesha got
herself positioned so the head of it was pressing slightly against her
opening. When everything was ready, she looked up toward me, and I
told her "Daneesha, I'm not going to move from where I am right now -
so this is only going to happen as fast as you want it to. The LAST
thing I want to happen is for you to hurt yourself doing something you
might not be ready for. So I'm going to tell you that if you want to
stop at any time, for any reason, I am not going to be upset or
disappointed or anything like that. Take your time and go SLOW. Back
up, if you want. Wait as long as you need or want to whenever it gets
uncomfortable. And the most important thing is this:" - she looked at
me expectantly as I told her "If it hurts, don't do that."

She and Tania both grinned at me on hearing that, and Daneesha assured
me "Don't worry, I won't!"

As short as she was, and the way she was sitting, I could only reach
her legs from knee to mid-thigh, so that was where I put my hands and
started caressing her legs in reassurance as she began trying to lower
herself onto me.

Her first attempt was doomed to failure: I could see how nervous she
was, and the ring of her opening didn't relax in the slightest as she
pressed herself down. She tried for perhaps a minute before realizing
that it simply wasn't going to happen. When she gave up the effort,
she looked up at me again, and I reassured her that everything was
fine on my end. I could see Tania saying something to her, but it was
so soft that I couldn't make out the words. But whatever it was, it
seemed to help, because Daneesha's next attempt went a lot better: she
still looked a little nervous, but I could feel her opening relaxing
slightly before she finally gave up. I quickly reassured her that she
was doing fine by taking her time. Tania continued to whisper in her
ear, and a couple minutes later, she had another go at it. I could
feel her opening start expanding to accept me; I was starting to think
that she was going to back off for another try when the head of my
cock suddenly slipped into her. She released a small squeak, and Tania
was trying to lift her off of me by brute force before Daneesha
managed to tell her "No, it's okay! It doesn't hurt, really, it just
surprised me is all."

Daneesha turned her head to tell Tania "Really, Sis, I'm fine. I
didn't think I was going to make it, when he just popped through all
of a sudden, and surprised me."

The two of them did one of those talking-with-their-eyes things before
Tania slackened the death-grip she had on her sister.

I gently patted Daneesha's knee, and when I had her attention, told
her "You just got the hardest part done. Now it's kind of like the
first time you had sex: once I'm inside you a little bit, it's just a
matter of you getting used to what's there before you try to go
farther. And we have PLENTY of time, so you're not going to hurry
things, right?"

She smiled at the reminder before she answered "No, I'm not going to
hurry. I think it'll be easier than the first time, because even
though you're bigger than Jamal, I'm the one that decides how much and
how fast."

I smiled back and said "That's right - you decide. Take as much time
as you want; I'll be right here when you're done."

That last bit got a small laugh from both of them, and helped Daneesha
relax enough that she was willing to try to settle herself onto me a
little farther - and gained maybe half an inch, which pleased her
tremendously.

Over the next little while, Daneesha gradually got herself wrapped
around more and more of my cock. Her progress was slow, and punctuated
by frequent pauses to get used to my presence, and even lift herself
up a bit to make sure I stayed well lubricated with her juices.
Finally, though, her last effort brought complete success: both of us
could feel that she had all but the last tiny fraction of an inch of
my manhood buried in her. As her firm young ass settled onto the tops
of my legs, she looked up at me with an expression of delight and awe
before exclaiming "I did it! God, you feel huge!"

I have to admit that hearing that made me feel pretty good, even
though I already knew that I was about as average in size as I could
be. What also felt good, in a physical way, was how her tight, wet
vagina was trying to compress my cock down to the size of one of those
Vienna sausages you get in a can; she may have already been letting
Jamal - whoever the hell he was - fuck her, but the experience didn't
seem to have done all that much to stretch her inside.

In reply to her minor outburst, I answered "Yes, you did - and I'm
still here, just like I promised!" - earning me some more soft
laughter from both of them.

Daneesha held herself still on me, letting herself adjust to having
her fifteen year old pussy filled with an adult male erection; Tania
gave me a smile that Daneesha couldn't see before moving her hands to
Daneesha's breasts, cupping them from behind.

A minute or so went by before Daneesha started experimenting with
moving herself on me; as she began moving her hips, Tania started
doing her part to make things easier for her sister by increasing her
arousal. Tania started with simply caressing Daneesha's breasts, but
soon included softly pulling on her nipples, and gently pinching them.
I knew that Tania's efforts were working because I could feel Daneesha
slowly getting wetter and wetter around me - which made it even easier
for her to begin sliding herself up and down on my manhood with slow,
short motions at first, and gradually becoming faster and longer.

By the time Daneesha was sliding herself on and off nearly half my
length, Tania was kissing Daneesha's shoulders, and even the back of
her neck. That increased Daneesha's excitement even more, resulting in
a nearly constant stream of moans and other sounds of pleasure to
accompany the liquid noises produced by her self-impalement on my hard
cock.

Still, I was more than a little surprised at how quickly she was able
to have another orgasm. It wasn't as powerful as the one before she'd
gotten on top of me, but that she was having it so soon after having
the time she did getting my cock into her was just short of
miraculous, as far as I was concerned.

Even more surprising to me was the fact that she barely slowed down on
me, even as I could feel her body and vagina spasming with her
pleasure. The only thing I could figure was that it was her first time
having an orgasm during coitus, and her youthful energy and
enthusiasm.

As nice (!!) as she felt around me, and the incredible pleasure I got
from feeling her hot, wet vagina clenching around me, it was still too
soon after my last climax for me to do anything but enjoy the hell out
of it every time I felt my cock touching the deepest part of her as
she practically slammed herself down on me.

With the end of her orgasm, Daneesha slowed her movements again, and
began lifting herself off of me even more. I could see that the
greater range of Daneesha's motions made it difficult for Tania to
continue what she was doing. She definitely had a look of frustrated
desire when I managed to get her attention and say "If you want, I'd
be glad to make YOU feel good, too..."

She looked confused for a moment, until I asked "Would you like a
mustache ride, little girl?"

Since I don't have a mustache, that only threw her even more - until
she realized what I was talking about. Then she simply grinned and
said "Oh, yeah!" and released her tenuous hold on Daneesha's tits to
climb off of me and knee-walk her way toward my head. When she got
close enough, I started to guide her over my face, but she told me "I
want to watch her...", so I let her turn and face her sister before
she got situated. It actually worked out okay for me, too, since I was
still able to get my hands on her ass and tits while I happily lapped
up the abundant oils she'd produced while molesting Daneesha.

I wasn't feeling any particular need or desire to cum, and Daneesha
was doing a fine job of keeping me hard and herself entertained, so I
figured it was a perfectly good time to see just how hard I could make
Tania climax.

I'd gotten Tania to the edge and backed off once when Daneesha went
through another orgasm; the sight and sound of her sister forced a
sound of frustrated arousal from Tania as I resumed teasing her again.
I brought her to the brink again, and was holding her there when I
felt that Daneesha was getting close again. From the way she was
responding to the sight she had of Daneesha bouncing on my dick, I
knew that if I could get the timing right, I could practically
guarantee her an orgasm she'd never forget. So I carefully began
toying with her clit again, using the tip of my tongue, with the
increasingly frequent sensation of Daneesha's vagina tightening around
me as my guide. Tania was groaning and pressing herself down onto my
face when I felt Daneesha starting her third orgasm since she'd gotten
my dick in her. I started fluttering my tongue across Tania's clit,
and heard her all but scream in pleasure even as Daneesha was trying
to see how much of my dick she could get inside as she started her own
climax. I made Tania's orgasm even more powerful by using my tongue to
draw firm circles around the hood where her clit had disappeared; with
each wave of release that ran through her, she was almost gushing, her
vagina was pushing her juices out so hard.

I was still licking up Tania's oils when she lifted one leg and did a
controlled crash onto the sofa-bed - and managing to do it without
kneeing me in the head, or causing herself or anyone else any physical
harm.

With Daneesha visible to me again, I could see that she'd finally
managed to tire herself out: she was content to simply hold herself
still on my erect cock, breathing heavily.

With Tania lying on the bed next to us, I was able to reach out and
put my hands on Daneesha's legs again. It took her a few seconds to
realize that I was touching her again, and to look up at me before I
told her "You look like you're pretty tired. If you want to keep
going, I think it'll be okay if I'm on top, now."

Her immediate response was to nod in agreement that she was tired; it
took a couple of seconds for the second part of what I'd said to sink
in for her. When it did, though, she immediately perked up and asked
"We can keep going?"

I couldn't help grinning before I answered "Yes, we can keep going, if
you want. You seem to have gotten used to having me inside you, so
I'll be on top, and doing all the work for a while." With the mention
of her having adapted to my larger penis, I saw a darkening of her
lighter skin that I was sure was a blush before she answered "Uh,
yeah, I'm okay with you in me now, so sure, I'd like to, uh, keep
going."

I got her to lie down on top of me, and got us rolled over so that our
positions were reversed without our having to uncouple - something
that I could see pleased her greatly. A little minor adjustment of our
legs, and we were ready for me take over being the active one.

My first considered action was to slide my penis out of her until only
the head was inside her before slowly pressing myself back into her in
a single long stroke - accompanied by her soft moan of pleasure. With
the whole point of the exercise (no pun intended) being to convince
her to be much more selective about her partners, I decided that it
wasn't out of line for me to pass along a few things for her to think
about, as well. So when I was completely filling her again, I told her
"I could tell you liked that, so I want to tell you something."

She looked up at me expectantly, and I said "Good sex isn't about how
many times you can climax. It's about taking your time so you can
enjoy it, and making the climaxes you DO have better."

Even though she nodded that she understood, I didn't think that she
really appreciated what I was telling her, so I decided that a little
demonstration was in order.

Over the next several minutes, I consciously and deliberately went
about thrusting in and out of her so as to slowly build her arousal
and excitement in a way that she wouldn't have experienced before. My
strokes where long and slow, and each time I thrust into her, I'd give
an extra little 'push' when I was all the way inside her, applying a
bit of extra pressure to her clitoris. Her legs were too short to
allow her to lock her ankles, but she still managed to wrap her legs
around my waist, opening herself to me completely. It wasn't long
before she was arching her hips up in welcome to my thrusts, and
making any number of small noises of pleasure as I slowly built up the
excitement that would culminate in her orgasm.

As she got closer and closer to release, I gradually changed what I
was doing: my movements in her became slower and longer, and the
pressure I applied to her clitoris became a little stronger; I managed
to bring her to the edge of a climax and hold her there through a
couple more cycles before she slipped over the edge into a deep, deep
release.

Her entire body froze under me for several seconds as she released a
long, DEEP groan of pleasure before drawing an equally long, but
shaky, breath - only to have her body freeze up again from the
intensity of the pleasure she was feeling.

Around my cock, her vagina was going through a series of spasms that
started at the base and ran toward the head, as though she was trying
to milk it. It felt terrific, and moved me a lot closer to the point
where I'd empty myself into her - but that was still a little way off,
yet.

Even as she was experiencing what I suspected was the most intense
climax of her young life, I was throwing gasoline onto the flames of
it by continuing to press myself against her clitoris in time with the
spasms I could feel running through her.

Even with her youthful energy, her body could only orgasm for so long;
the waves of pleasure running through her gradually tapered off,
leaving her shuddering and gasping for air.

Next to us, I heard Tania's awed voice say "Holy crap! After that, I
don't think she'll ever want to fuck anybody BUT you! If I hadn't seen
it, I wouldn't believe that a girl could climax that hard!"

I turned my head to give her a lecherous grin before telling her "If
you want, I can do it for you, too..." - and couldn't help laughing at
the way her eyes got wide at the mere suggestion that she could
experience something like Daneesha had just gone through. She gave a
little shake of her body and answered "I don't think I'd better -
otherwise, you'd never get me to go home!" with a small laugh of her
own.

I felt Daneesha move under me a little, and I quickly turned my
attention back to her - and saw that she was visibly stunned by what
she'd just experienced.

I lowered my body enough to kiss her to help her get her focus back;
when I pulled away from her, her eyes were locked on mine. Several
seconds went by, and after a couple of abortive attempts to speak, she
finally managed to ask "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" in a
voice barely more than a whisper.

I nodded, and said "I wanted to show you what I meant about taking
your time, and having better climaxes instead of more of them."

She considered that for a few moments, and then told me "Well, you
showed me - real good! That's one lesson I'm never going to forget -
but don't do it again, okay? That was WAY more than anything I thought
even could happen, and it scared the crap out of me. Jesus, it felt
incredible, but it was still scary."

I assured her that I wouldn't, and kissed her again, and got kissed
back. When I had raised myself over her, I began to slide my cock back
out of her - only to see her eyes get positively HUGE with the
realization that I was getting ready to fuck her some MORE.

"It's okay", I assured her, "This time it's just plain old having sex."

That seemed to calm her, at least a little bit, as I started slowly
pistoning my hard cock in and out of her young, tight vagina. It
wasn't but a couple of minutes before I was in a nice, steady rhythm
that seemed to make both of us happy.

I felt Tania moving on the bed next to us, but really didn't pay her
any attention - until a few minutes later when I heard her say "God,
that is so sexy, watching your cock moving in and out of her like
that!"

Daneesha apparently heard her, too, and managed to say "I want to see, to..."

Nothing for me to do, then, but pause long enough to get my arms
behind Daneesha's knees and lever her up a bit. By lifting her head,
she was able to look down to where we were joined and watch as I
picked up where I left off. It didn't take a minute for her to let her
head fall back and say "I didn't know it could be so cool - watching
it and feeling it at the same time. It is sexy!"

She didn't seem to be in any discomfort, so I continued to hold her in
that position, and several more times she lifted her head so she could
watch as my man's cock plundered her young girl's treasure.

It wasn't long before she had a relatively small orgasm, and the
feeling of her vagina clenching around me again got me to the point
where I knew that it wasn't going to be much longer before I found my
own release.

A little later, she indicated that she was getting uncomfortable with
her legs where they were. I moved my arms from behind them so that she
could straighten them out - which she did for all of thirty seconds
before wrapping them around my waist again. That changed the angle
that I was entering her at, and slightly increased the sensations she
was creating around me. It didn't take much of the new feeling to have
an effect on me, and I began thrusting into her faster and faster as
that feeling got stronger. Still, even though I was moving faster in
her, I was still careful not to get too 'enthusiastic' about how much
force I was using - she was, after all, still only fifteen.

I heard a noise next to us, and spared a quick glance to see what it
was. I was surprised to find that Tania had apparently gotten so
aroused at watching my dick moving in her sister that she'd started
masturbating - and was in the throes of an orgasm.

That was all it took for me, and after a couple more thrusts into
Daneesha, I pressed my cock as far into her as I could before I
finally started emptying my balls into her. She must have been able to
feel it, because she suddenly tightened around me again as she fell
into her own climax, her young pussy milking my cock as I continued
filling her with my cum.

I held myself over, and in, her for as long as I could - but I wasn't
as young as I used to be, and satisfying not just one but two young
girls in one night was finally catching up with me. I eased my
semi-erect cock out of Daneesha, and managed to get myself lying down
next to her - and watched as Tania promptly replaced my cock with her
tongue, eagerly licking and sucking my jism out of her sister.
Returning the favor, Tania went past merely 'cleaning' to bring
Daneesha to another orgasm as I watched.

When she lifted her head from between her sister's thighs, Tania had a
broad grin on her face as she told me "I think I like the way a guy's
stuff tastes, too, now."

I scooted over a bit to put an arm around Daneesha, and then stuck the
other out to let Tania know that I wanted her on the other side of me.
She smiled and readily moved to lie on her side next to me, one leg
across mine and her arm on my chest as she nestled her head into the
hollow of my shoulder. A minute or so later, Daneesha mirrored her
position, leaving me lying there with two very pjretty, very sexy
young women in my arms.

We stayed like that until Demosthenes showed up and started sniffing
our various and sundry parts, fascinated by the smell of sex. His
whiskers tickled both girls, and their laughter and giggles finally
ended up with them sitting up to shoo him away.

I sat up with them and said "As nice as this has been" - both girls
giggled after Daneesha said "OH, yeah!" - "I think we still need to
get some sleep tonight - at least, I do. You two need to get back to
bed, now, too."

Tania looked at me and asked "After what we've done tonight, is there
any reason you can't come and sleep with us?"

I couldn't think of any, and said so, which pleased both of them
tremendously. All three of us got out of bed, and they collected the
bedding so it could be cleaned and I folded the sofa-bed back up. When
we were back in the bedroom, they insisted that I sleep in the middle,
and both of them snuggled into my sides.

The next morning, I woke up to see a naked Tania holding a cup of
coffee in front of my face; when I looked up at her, she smiled and
said "I thought you could use this. At home, Daddy's always grumpy
until after he's had his first cup of coffee."

I sat up enough to accept the cup and take a sip of it before
answering "I don't think I'm grumpy, exactly, but I'm sure not awake,
either. Thank you, you're an angel!"

She smiled at me and said "You don't have to get up, yet. We're making
you breakfast, and we'll bring it in here."

I raised an eyebrow in question, and she told me "After how nice you
were about letting us stay here, and how you made us feel last night,
we decided you deserve at LEAST that much!" before leaning over to
give me a kiss on the cheek - and got a pat on the butt for her
efforts. Another smile, and she was out the door again.

I was almost done with the coffee when a naked Daneesha came in with a
fresh cup. I asked her if she was okay, and it took her a few moments
to realize that I referring to what we'd done the night before. She
gave me a happy smile before telling me "I'm a little bit sore, but it
isn't bad. In fact, it's kind of nice, 'cause it reminds me of how
good you made me feel last night."

I had to figure she was telling the truth, because I could see the
peaks of her breasts crinkle and erect in what I expect was the memory
of it. She, too, kissed me on the cheek - and got patted on the butt -
before she left again.

I was about halfway through the second cup of coffee when the two of
them came in with my breakfast. ONLY my breakfast. I asked if they
weren't having anything, and was informed that they'd eaten while I
was still asleep; they'd waited as long as possible before waking me.
They got me sitting up and resting against the headboard, then took
positions on either side of me. Tania held the plate and my coffee
while Daneesha fed me the scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast they'd
prepared. The only thing I had to do was chew and swallow - and caress
or molest each of them every so often, which neither of them objected
to in the slightest.

When I was done with breakfast, they left me one last cup of coffee
before leaving to take care of the dishes. When they got back, they
played paper-rock-scissors to see which one showered with me; Tania
won, which Daneesha took with good grace. She took her shower first,
and left plenty of hot water for Tania and I as we played a little
figurative and literal grab-ass while cleaning up.

By the time we were all cleaned up and dressed, it was close enough to
time to get them to the station that we didn't bother waiting. Both of
them said their goodbyes to Demosthenes, and we were on our way.

At the train station, they weren't going to have much of a wait, and
both insisted that I should go ahead an leave. As Tania pointed out,
they'd already taken up enough of my time, and I'd brought them to
catch their train 'for free' so they would be able to get something to
eat on the way home if they wanted; they were adamant that I not lose
any more time or income because of them. I finally acquiesced, and
both gave me a parting kiss on the cheek before I left.

It was about a week and a half later that I got a letter through the
cab company. The envelope was hand-written, and the return address was
unfamiliar. When I opened it and read the letter inside, I found out
that it was from the girls mother.

She told me that she and her husband had been concerned about the
amount of stuff the girls had brought back with them, and checked all
the receipts - including the one for the hotel, which showed they'd
stayed one less night than they'd been gone. The girls had initially
claimed that everything had been fine; but when confronted with the
hotel receipt, Tania had admitted to what had happened. She'd even
finally admitted that they'd stayed with me, and explained the events
that led up to it.

Both parents had initially been concerned, of course, but both girls
had been adamant that my behavior had been entirely proper during the
evening, and explaining the sleeping arrangements when we'd all gone
to bed. That Daneesha had been able to quote a section from Hamlet had
been the thing that finally convinced them that the girls had actually
spent the evening reading. Their mother had called the hotel and
spoken with Bob, who had confirmed what he knew of things, including
that he'd lent them his cell phone - and apparently telling them what
a nice I guy I was. Both parents had finally decided that nothing
untoward had happened; she was writing to thank me for being kind
enough to watch out for them in a strange city. She also included a
check equal to what a night at the hotel would have cost them, saying
that it was the only thing they could do to show their appreciation
from a distance.

When I got home, I wrote her a nice letter, telling her and her
husband that I'd found the girls delightful (without saying how, of
course), and that I was glad that I'd been able to help. I also told
her that I figured the girls had made an innocent enough mistake
because of their youth, and hoped that she and her husband wouldn't
judge them too harshly. I also sent the check back, suggesting that it
be used to get the books they'd started reading at my place, so the
girls could finish them. I closed by asking her to tell them that I'd
remember them with great pleasure - knowing they'd appreciate hearing
that they'd pleased me as much as I had them, and the humor of how the
message was being passed along.

I never saw, or heard from, either Daneesha or Tania again - but I
remember them with great fondness.

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