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"Miss Rene and Tommy" PART FOUR (F/m;teen;cons;m-solo;mild pedo)

by Schulzie


The first hour after Rene left was uneventful for Tommy. He sat down on 
the floor with the girls and watched the rest of "Alladin", but as soon 
as the movie was over, he scooted them off to the bathroom to take their 
baths. Rene had told him to make sure they washed themselves thoroughly, 
so he sat down on the toilet seat and watched as the girls got ready for 
the bathtub. They started to undress themselves, and Tommy felt a little 
embarrassed even though they were only little girls and didn't seem the 
least bit inhibited undressing in front of him. Claire, the younger, had 
some trouble getting her clothes off, so he helped her remove her shirt. 
In a few minutes, they both stood in front of him naked as he filled the 
tub with water for them. 

Tommy had never seen any girl naked before, and even though he didn't 
think little girls were sexy, he was curious about their pussies. As he 
adjusted the water, he stole glances at their little slits. All he could 
see were the girls' outer pussy lips as they stood before him waiting 
for the tub to fill. He wondered what he would find between those little 
lips if they were spread open for his inspection, but he didn't think it 
was right to take a close look. Then he thought back to earlier when he 
checked out Rene's crotch in the tight jeans she was wearing and 
realized that he was looking at her pussy lips pressing against her 
pants, just like he was now looking at the girls' little pussy lips. But 
he knew women had hair on their pussies, just like he had hair around 
his cock and on his balls. But Laura and Claire didn't have a single 
hair down there.

When the tub was filled, the girls got in and played in the water for a 
little while. Tommy let them play for a bit, but knew they were supposed 
to be washing. "Girls, you need to start washing yourselves, not 
playing."

"But Mommy always washes us. Are you going to wash us, Tommy?"

"Me?", he asked.

"Here's the washcloth and the soap," said Laura, the older of the 
two.

Oh well, Tommy thought, it's no big deal. So he soaped up the 
washcloth and began lathering the girls up, starting with their faces 
and necks, working down to their chests, and then washed their legs and 
feet.

"Don't forget to wash our 'Suzies'!" said Claire.

"What are 'Suzies'?" asked Tommy.

"You know, down here!" said Laura, pointing to her pussy.

"I don't know if I should, girls."

"You have to wash our Suzie's', Tommy. They're dirty. That's where 
pee comes from," explained Laura.

"Yeah," said Claire, "and you have to wash our butts, too, cause 
that's where we poop!"

Oh, God, thought Tommy. I can't do this.

Then he remembered he had promised Rene that he would make sure the 
girls were clean, and realized he didn't have much of a choice. So he 
had the girls stand and open up their legs so he could get the job over 
with quickly. He took the washcloth from Claire and washed her first. He 
wiped her butthole first, then washed her pussy as quickly as he could. 
Then it was Laura's turn. Laura tried to be cooperative and turned 
around, spreading her butt cheeks. Tommy could see her little puckered 
anus and quickly wiped it clean. Then she turned around, placed one foot 
up on the side of the tub, and spread her pussy lips apart so he could 
clean her private parts for her.

This was Tommy's chance to see a girl's pussy up close even if it was a 
little girl's pussy. He only got to see the insides of Laura's tiny 
pussy for a few minutes, but he was surprised to see that there were two 
smaller pairs of lips inside, and several little folds of skin. Then he 
saw a hole. That must be her vagina, he thought. God, that's tiny. How 
can a dick fit inside there. He knew his dick was big. For sure, his 
dick would never fit inside Laura's little pussy, but he wondered if it 
would even fit inside a grown woman's pussy. He thought about Rene and 
wondered if her pussy hole was small, or if it was big enough for his 
dick to fit into. I guess it was big enough for the girls' father to get 
his dick into, he reasoned.

After finishing his quick inspection of Laura's pussy, he rinsed the 
girls off and helped them get ready for bed. After they had gotten 
dressed and brushed their teeth, Tommy tucked the girls into bed. "Sleep 
tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite."

Tommy went downstairs, deciding that now that the girls were in bed, 
he'd have himself something to eat and drink. Getting a glass from the 
cupboard, he reached into the fridge and poured some Coke from the liter 
bottle. Then he went to the other cupboard for the Doritos. Reaching up, 
he pulled the bag from the cupboard, but in doing so, something else 
fell out. A magazine landed face down on the kitchen floor. He bent down 
to pick it up, and looked at the cover as he did.

Penthouse! Tommy knew what that was. He saw it at the convenience 
stores on racks behind the counter. He knew it was a magazine about sex 
that only adults could buy. What was it doing in the cupboard, he 
wondered. Did Rene read this? And now, what should he do? Should he put 
it back? He decided to put it back. But then he realized he had hours 
before Rene came back. He could look at it for awhile and put it back 
later, before Rene returned. She'll never know, he figured.

Forgetting about the chips, Tommy sat down in the.living room and 
began to thumb through the magazine. Wow, there's naked women in 
here, he discovered. Almost immediately, he could feel his cock 
getting hard as he looked at the different pictures scattered 
throughout the magazine. There were all kinds of different women in the 
pictures. Blondes, brunettes, redheads. Most of them had big tits. And 
pussies! Tommy couldn't get over all these women, posing for these 
pictures, showing their pussies. Without thinking, he began to stroke 
his dick through his jeans as he looked at each picture. He began to 
imagine what it would be like to have sex with each woman, to have them 
laying naked in front of him, with their tits and pussies open to his 
gaze, just like in the pictures. The more he looked at the pictures, the 
harder he stroked his dick through his pants, and almost as if under a 
hypnotic trance, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, stroking 
the length of it as he continued studying the pictures.

He started to wonder what it would be like to touch each woman's tits 
and to suck on their nipples. But as much as he liked looking at the 
tits in the magazine, he was really fascinated looking at the pussies. 
Some had thick hairy bushes, but some women had very little hair at all. 
One woman even had her pussy lips spread open and he could see her inner 
lips and her pussy hole. There was even a picture of a woman touching 
something near the top of her pussy that looked like a little dick. And 
another woman had her finger inside her pussy. 

Tommy was really stroking his dick now as he looked at more pictures. 
There was one whole set of pictures of two women together, kissing and 
feeling each other. Why do these women want to have sex with each other, 
he asked himself. And then on the next page, one of the women had her 
head near the other woman's pussy, her tongue was sticking out as though 
she was getting ready to lick the other woman's pussy. This was all new 
to Tommy, but with each page, his eight-inch cock only got harder and 
harder as his strokes got faster and faster. Then he turned back to see 
if he had missed any pictures and came upon a page which had a corner 
that was dog-eared. What's on this page, he wondered.

What he found were letters written by people talking about their 
sexual experiences. These letters excited him almost as much as the 
pictures he had been looking at. There was one letter from a guy who had 
gotten his dick sucked by two women. There was another letter from a guy 
who had sex with a woman in a swimming pool at a motel. Then there was a 
letter from a older woman who had sex with a college boy. The college 
boy was a virgin and the older woman taught him all about sex, and how 
to do it and stuff. The more he read, the stiffer Tommy's cock became, 
and the more he stroked. He got to one point in the letter where the 
college boy had his finger in the woman's pussy, and Tommy wondered what 
that might feel like. What does a woman's pussy feel like, he wanted to 
know. Then he thought about Rene's pussy. What does her pussy feel like, 
he wondered. He began to picture himself fingering Rene's pussy as he 
continued reading. The college boy found out that the older woman's 
pussy was wet inside and wanted to know why. The woman told him: 
"Pussies get wet so penises can slide inside." Oh, God, Tommy thought, I 
bet that feels good. Now he was so excited, his hand was running up and 
down the length of his dick real fast, and he was getting close to 
coming. He popped the snap on his pants and pulled his shirt up off his 
stomach because he knew if he didn't, his cum would get all over his 
shirt. Just as he was about to shoot his load, he heard footsteps at the 
top of the stairs, and Claire's voice.

"Tommy? Can I have a glass of water?"

Afraid of getting caught with his dick sticking out of his pants, 
Tommy stopped and quickly covered himself in case Claire walked 
downstairs."Stay upstairs, Claire," he called up to her, "and I'll bring 
a glass of water up to you."

It was difficult for Tommy to stuff his swollen cock back into his 
pants. As hard as it was, he had a hard time pulling his pants up 
over it, and getting the zipper up all the way. But he managed to 
hide his erection somewhat, and went to the kitchen to get Claire her 
water. Heading upstairs, he left his shirt tail out to help hide the 
evidence of his hard-on from Claire.

After taking care of Claire's thirst, Tommy headed back down the 
stairs and decided that was too much of a close call and that he 
should put the Penthouse away before he got caught playing with 
himself. Carefully, he put the magazine back up on the shelf and put the 
bag of chips in front of it, hopefully the same way it was when he found 
it.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hello," said Tommy.

"Hi Tommy, it's just me, Rene."

"Oh, hi... Rene," said Tommy, suddenly grateful that Rene hadn't 
called while he we jerking off. 

"Everything going okay? Did the girls have their bath? Are they in 
bed?"

"Everything's fine. The girls had a bath and they've been in bed for 
awhile, but Claire just asked for a drink of water. I gave her a glass 
of water and sent her back to bed. That's okay, isn't it? I mean, for me 
to give her water?"

"Sure, that's fine. It occurred to me after I left that I didn't tell 
you that they would need help washing themselves. I hope you didn't mind 
helping them."

"No," said Tommy, lying.  "Why would I mind?"

"I don't know. I guess a lot of thirteen-year old boys might not like 
the idea of washing a little girl's pussy."

Did I hear right, Tommy asked himself. Did Rene just say pussy'?

"Huh?" asked Tommy.

"I said, a lot of boys your age might feel funny having to clean a 
little girl's pussy...you know...a vagina."

She DID say it! Tommy couldn't believe Rene would use that word to 
discuss a woman's vagina. He thought women didn't use dirty words 
like that.

"Well...uh...it was no big deal," Tommy bluffed, "Laura and Claire 
called their...uh, vaginas...er...'Suzies'."

Rene giggled. "That's their name for their pussies."

Tommy couldn't believe how openly she used that word, especially 
talking to him.

"I know if I were a thirteen-year old girl again," said Rene, "I'd 
never want to wash a little boy's dick."

Tommy was starting to get turned on by all of Rene's dirty talk. It 
caught him completely by surprise to hear words like "dick" and 
"pussy" come out of her mouth. His cock began to grow from the 
excitement of hearing her use those words, yet at the same time, he 
wasn't sure how to respond.

 "LIsten, we're getting ready to go out now to the party. Do you 
think I need to call you later to check up again or will you be 
alright?"

"You can call if you want, but I think I'll be okay. I was just gonna go 
watch a video or something."

"Okay, sweetie. Hope you find a good one. Don't stay up too late."

"I won't."

"Talk to you when I get home. Bye now."

Tommy still couldn't get over Rene talking about dicks and pussies, just 
like they were ordinary words she always used around him. It got him 
excited knowing she knew and used the same dirty words he knew.

He decided to watch one of Rene's movies for awhile before going to bed. 
He wandered over to the cabinet holding her videos to see what movies 
she had. There were some dopey romance movies he didn't want to watch, 
some action-adventure movies he had seen before, a mystery or two. He 
was hoping to find a science fiction or horror movie in the pile, but 
found none. He reached farther back and pulled out what looked like an 
ordinary home-dubbed tape. The label on the tape said: Blowing Away the 
Other Side. Hmmm, Tommy thought. I wonder if this is some kind of war 
movie or something? He popped the tape in the VCR. It only took a couple 
of seconds to realize this was no war movie. The scene that appeared on 
the screen was in the shower of a boy's locker room and there was a boy 
about his age or a little older taking a shower. Suddenly, a woman 
appears at the entrance to the shower...totally naked!

"Wow!" Tommy said to himself, as he realized this was a porno film. He 
watched as the action took place in the video. The boy called the woman 
"Coach" and wanted to know what she was doing in the boys' shower. The 
woman said something about wanting to make sure he was "up" for the 
game. Then she dropped to her knees in front of him, and began to lick 
the boy's limp dick. On the screen, the boy's dick began to grow. The 
dick in Tommy's pants began to grow, too.  Tommy watched in delightful 
disbelief as the woman coach grasped the boy's cock in her hand and 
began stroking it and licking it at the same time. Tommy's dick was 
twitching like crazy, trying to find room to grow inside his pants. 
Tommy stroked his dick through his pants as he watched the woman on the 
screen stroke the boy's dick and swirled her tongue all around the head. 
God, that must feel good, Tommy thought, as he watched the woman's 
fingers rub up and down the boy's erect shaft and her tongue went around 
and around on his glans.

Tommy wanted so much to undo his pants and whip out his now stiffened 
cock and stroke it while he watched the film, but the fear of having one 
of the girls wake up and wander down the stairs and catch him beating 
off kept him from doing so. He just continued rubbing his hardened penis 
through the denim fabric of his jeans.

Meanwhile on the screen, the woman had stopped stroking the boy's 
dick and took his cock in her mouth. She began to move her head back and 
forth taking the boy's dick in and out of her mouth. So that's a 
blowjob, Tommy realized. He had heard some of the boys at school talk 
about blowjobs, but he never believed a woman would put a guy's dick in 
her mouth. Tommy wondered what it must have felt like for the boy in the 
movie to have that woman sucking his dick, moving her mouth up and down 
the length of his shaft, and reaching underneath to play with his balls. 
There was a closeup of the woman in action, her mouth engulfing the 
boy's erection, and Tommy could see her warm saliva coating his organ as 
she continued sucking his dick. Tommy's hand was rubbing his dick harder 
now, but it didn't feel as good rubbing it outside of his pants.

When Tommy looked at the screen again, the woman had stopped sucking the 
boy's cock, and was now lying on her back in the middle of the shower 
room. "I want you to fuck me now!" she hissed at the boy.  Tommy was 
overjoyed. He was actually going to see this young boy fuck an older 
woman right on the screen. He wanted to watch how a guy's dick went into 
a woman's pussy. He couldn't wait to see the head of the boy's cock 
penetrate the coach's cunt and fill it up. He wished he could be that 
boy in the video, getting ready to thrust his hard penis into that 
woman's wet vagina until he'd shoot his sticky load inside of her.

Tommy decided to throw caution to the wind. He didn't care if one of the 
girls came downstairs and saw him playing with his cock. He 
needed to jerk off really bad now, and he wanted to time it so he 
came at the same time the boy in the movie came inside the woman. He 
unsnapped his pants, unzipped them, and pulled his pants down past his 
knees. He watched as the boy in the video kneeled down between the 
woman's legs and put his dick right up to her gaping pussy hole. Tommy 
watched with intense interest as the woman reached down and took the 
boy's cock and rubbed it up and down the length of her slit before 
finally pulling him inside her. Tommy held his breath as he watched the 
boy's erection slowly entered the woman's cunt, inch by inch, as she 
lifted her legs to take him deeper. Then, the boy began to move his 
hips. They're fucking, Tommy thought, as he began to stroke his own dick 
at the same pace the boy in the movie was fucking the woman's pussy. He 
wanted to imagine in his own mind that it was his cock in that woman's 
hole, pumping in and out of the woman as she wrapped her legs around 
him, grabbing his ass, begging him to do it harder.

As the boy began to fuck the woman in earnest, Tommy began to stroke his 
own dick harder and faster. Then, something terrible happened. There was 
no longer a picture of the boy and the woman fucking on the screen. 
Instead, there were ballet dancers jumping around on a stage. Someone 
had taped over the porno film, Tommy thought.  Tommy sat there with his 
cock in his hand, waiting and hoping that this was only a temporary 
mistake. He hoped that the ballet dancers would disappear. He wanted to 
see the boy finish fucking the woman. But the ballet continued.

Tommy got up and pushed the fast forward button. There was to be no more 
fucking on the screen. Only ballet dancers dancing twice as fast. 
"Damn!" said Tommy, frustrated and disappointed at the turn of events. 
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. "Oh, 
shit! Rene's home already!" And there he was, standing in the middle of 
the living room, his pants down around his ankles, his still erect penis 
bobbing up and down as he frantically rushed to pull his pants back up 
to cover his nakedness. It took some effort to get his pants up over his 
erection - for the second time that night - but he finally managed to 
get himself covered up. He sat down on the sofa only to realize he had 
left the tape running on fast forward, and he was not sure how he would 
explain why he was watching a tape of ballet dancers moving at twice the 
normal speed. He jumped up quickly to eject the tape, and now all was 
well except for the fact that he was breathless from all his activity 
and a still significant bulge in his pants.

But as he listened, he heard no car door closing, no footsteps coming up 
the walk to the front door. He peeked out the front window to see that a 
car had only used the driveway to turn around and head back down the 
road. Out of luck for the night, Tommy decided to call it quits. He 
turned off the television and the lights and headed upstairs for bed in 
Rene's bedroom.

The whole time Tommy was dealing with his frustrations back at the 
house, Rene was sitting by herself, quietly waiting and watching the 
clock at a bar a few blocks away from her home. She had been nursing 
several drinks during the entire evening, knowing that when she got home 
there would be one very horny and frustrated 13 year old boy laying in 
her bed, wishing he could get laid.. And she could guarantee they he 
would. In just a short time, he would lose his virginity. Just as soon 
as she climbed on top of him and impaled herself on that gorgeous hunk 
of meat he kept in his pants hanging between his legs. He was sure she 
understood young boys well enough to know that Tommy would encounter all 
the little surprises she had left for him back at the house.

She was sure he'd find that Penthouse. She had positioned it to fall out 
of the cupboard the second he reached for the bag of Doritos. Wonder if 
he turned to the page she had dog-eared to read the story of the older 
woman screwing the virgin college boy, she thought. Surely he watched 
that porno tape she had hidden - not very well - near the back of the 
cabinet. It was actually a tape that belonged to her ex-husband which 
she had meant to get rid of, but she knew a story about an older woman 
fucking a boy his own age would get Tommy worked up if he watched it. It 
was mean of her to have taped the Bolshoi Ballet over the porno tape, 
especially at such a crucial moment in the action. But if it only served 
to make Tommy more frustrated, than it was well worth it.

Eventually, he would make his way upstairs, change into his pajamas, and 
climb into her bed. When he pulls the covers back, he's got another 
surprise coming to him. Under the covers, she had left a special 
momento: a pair of her panties that she had worn earlier in the day was 
laying right near the top of the bed near the pillow. She had made sure 
that her panties were moist with her own pussy juices as she had 
masturbated while wearing them. By the time she had finished, the crotch 
of those panties were soaked with the scent of her moist pussy. It was 
time he learned what a woman smells like, she reckoned, and she was sure 
he would bring the crotch of panties to his nose to inhale her aroma as 
he lay there in bed.

She had told him that she probably wouldn't be home until 2 o'clock, but 
by 12:30 she could wait no longer. She was already a little intoxicated 
from the drinks she had sipped, and she decided to drive by her house to 
see if he was still awake. So what if she got home early. If he was in 
bed upstairs, that would mean more time to play with her well-hung young 
man. She got into her car and headed up the road to her house. All the 
lights were off. No lights on downstairs, and no light coming from her 
bedroom window in the front of the house. He must be in bed already, she 
figured. She turned the car into the driveway, parked, and quietly got 
out of the car. She turned the key to unlock the front door and walked 
in the house, trying hard not to make any noise.

Turning on the lamp near the door, she quickly surveyed the living 
room. The television was off, but the VCR power button was still on. She 
walked over to the cabinet to find the tape she hoped he had been 
watching. Picking up the tape, she could tell he had played it. He had 
forgotten to rewind it, and she had made sure it was near the beginning 
when she placed it in the cabinet for him to find. Then she went into 
the kitchen and opened the cupboard. The chips were stillin there, 
unopened, but the Penthouse she had placed behind it was now facing 
backwards, not the way she had left it. So now she knew he had done the 
"homework" she had left him. He had seen the magazine and watched the 
video. With any luck, she figured he must now be horny as hell.

She wanted to check one more thing. In the closet in the living room, 
she had left something on the top shelf. There, under a pile of scarves 
and hats, was a camcorder she had left running. That was why she had 
gone into the closet before she left and didn't close the closet door 
before she left. She was able to record the entire evening's festivities 
without his knowing he was being taped. She pushed the button to rewind 
the tape about halfway. Then she stopped it and pushed play as she 
looked through the viewfinder to see what was happening at that point in 
the tape. At first, she could see nothing other than her empty living 
room. She fast forwarded it and looked again. There was Tommy, over by 
the cabinet, going through the tapes. After a few minutes, she saw him 
put one of the tapes in the VCR. Through the viewfinder, it only took 
Rene a couple of seconds to realize that Tommy was looking at the tape 
she had left for him. The expression on his face was priceless as she 
watched him discover that he was watching a porno tape. She continued to 
watch the replay through the viewfinder, seeing him captured on tape, 
rubbing his crotch as he watched the video. She was a little surprised 
that he didn't take his cock out of his pants to stroke it while he 
watched the image of the woman and young teenager fucking on the screen.

It took awhile, but in a few minutes she saw what she had hoped to 
see. She looked at the tape and saw Tommy practically rip his pants open 
to free his enormous erection. There it is, she cooed to herself, 
realizing that, taped for her viewing pleasure, was that incredible cock 
she had seen months ago when she spied him 
masturbating in his bedroom. And now, she had a taped record of him 
stroking that monster right here in her own living room. She wished she 
had a closeup of his cock as he sat there stroking it. Even with the 
wide shot, his penis looked absolutely huge as she watched the image of 
Tommy rubbing his long, thick cock up and down while he watched the 
porno tape. She watched the tape through the viewfinder, looking at 
Tommy jerking his cock, slowly at first, then picking up speed, until 
his hand was almost a blur. Then he stopped, looking dumbfounded at the 
television screen. He must have gotten to the point where she had 
deliberately taped over the scene of the woman and teenager fucking 
their asses off. Then she saw him stand up and head for the VCR. Oh God, 
she thought. Look at his cock standing almost straight up, big and hard 
like that, when he got up to walk to the VCR. Jesus, it looks even 
bigger than when I saw him back in his room. That was it. She could take 
no more. Instead of looking at a tape of his massive organ, she had it 
waiting for her upstairs. All she had to do was walk up the steps to her 
bedroom, and it would finally be hers. She turned the camcorder off and 
placed it back in the closet. Taking a deep breath, Rene headed for the 
flight of stairs and made her way up to her bedroom. Slowly, she turned 
the doorknob and quietly walked in.


Continued in Part Five


Stories by Schulzie specializes in stories about teens, 
exhibitionism, voyeurism, incest, masturbation and oral sex.

http://www.mrdouble.com/htm/authors/schulzie.htm




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