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(bbbg, pre-teens, ped) *** My family was active in the church and it was just before Easter. This was a holy time and there were a lot of services at church. I was waiting for my brother to finish up inside so we could ride home together. He was late as usual. I was just watching the crowd disperse. These were people that I have seen dozens of time if not more. I recognized most of the faces and I knew about half of the names. I took special notice of the Eaton family. They lived near the grocery store we used to purchase some items but mostly we went there for the butcher's shop. The meats were always high quality and the owners were real friendly. There were five in the family. The mother I knew was a nurse. She worked at the hospital in the next town. The father was a mill worker. They had three daughters. They all resembled their mother. They had pale complexions with inky black curly hair worn long. The eyes looked like a bottomless well of darkness. When they all looked at you it caused you to shiver. They were all very beautiful. The middle daughter was my age but she went to a different school. Her name was Karen. Her older sister Mary was almost a year older and the younger one Sue was Joan's age. I mentioned that when they looked at you it caused a shiver because they were all looking at me right now. Mary broke away and walked over to me. "Hey Michael, did you know that my neighbor's dog had her puppies?" She asked. Her neighbor had a black German Shepherd. She had been bred with another black Shepherd. I said the pups would be cute. They were going to sell them but they would be well out of my price range. I wanted to see them anyway just to experience the sight. "No, I didn't know they were born yet, when did she have them?" I asked. I knew they would be gone by the time they were 2 months old. "She had them two weeks ago. They are getting active now. Before they just kind of laid around. Why don't you ride over Saturday afternoon to see them?" She asked. It was common knowledge that I spent time at the horse stables on Saturdays. It wasn't the route I took home because there was more traffic but it was shorter. "Yea, I would like to see the litter before they start to leave. Would your neighbor mind if I came by?" I asked. "They said we could come over anytime. It is good for the mother to have people come by it keeps her from being to possessive with her babies. I will be home all afternoon so come by my house first and I will take you over there." She offered. Saturday was a busy day for me. I was unofficially on the payroll at the stables. I had ten of the twenty stalls to clean as well as five of the rental stalls. If I wanted I could knock it out in an hour so I wasn't overworked. I spent time maintaining those animals that I liked. They would stand for days if I would brush them that long. I cleaned Carol's stall when she was out riding. When she came back she would clean her horse for a half hour, then she started to look for me. I was finishing up my tasks for the day. I was planning on a stop at the Eaton's and didn't want to get home real late. Carol tickled my arm on her way past me. I finished up cleaning the harness, I hung it in its spot on the wall rack and followed her. It was a routine we had established over the weeks. If she didn't rub my arm, then she was probably home by now. Today she gave me a caress so I knew she would be in the loft waiting for me. I climbed the ladder to the loft. I was the one that filled the hay mangers in the stalls so I used a couple of bales of hay each time I was there. It wasn't unusual for me to climb into the loft. She was waiting for me sitting on a bale of hay about half way up the pile. "Finally!" She said as she stood to undo her belt. "I have thought about this all week." The first time we did it she was a little reserved with me but we had done it often enough by now that she was a little bossy. She had made a platform of hay bales I expected her to remove her jeans and underwear and lie down like usual. I would then kneel on the lower level of hay bales and do what she wanted. This time it was different. She stood naked from the waist down and pointed to the platform. "Lie down, I want to try something different." I laid on my back on the hay. She grabbed my ankles and pulled me so my legs dangled off the edge. That put my head about halfway on the platform. She climbed up, staying on her knees. She put a knee on each side of my head and lowered herself onto my mouth. Her hair was matted against her groin from being pressed between her jeans and her saddle. She was sweaty from her ride and cleaning her horse. I gave her a lick, then with my fingers I opened her exposing her delicate parts. I started to lick her labia, separating the folds and exposing her hooded clit. "God that feels so good. I have been so itchy this week." My tongue must have felt rough to her. She was moistening a little. Then she ground against my tongue. I stuck my tongue into her hole and let her rub against me relieving her itch. I could hear her panting as she ground her pussy against my mouth with my tongue entering her each time. Suddenly she lowered herself so my mouth was on her clit. I sucked it into my mouth and inserted my fingers into her. She shuddered when her orgasm hit her. I relaxed my suction against her continuing to hit her swollen clit with my tongue gently. Eventually she stopped moving. She stayed still for a minute or two maintaining contact with my mouth. Then she would start to grind against me again. I stuck my tongue out easily finding her channel again. She did three rounds. As the third round ended she lowered herself so I could reach her clit. I felt her undoing my belt, opening my jeans. She took out my cock and lowered her mouth onto me. I could feel the tightness of her lips on my cock and I felt her tongue twirling around the tip. I soon felt the rush of an orgasm. We stayed locked together for a few minutes then she got off of me. "I really needed that one, thanks." As she put on her clothes she was telling me about her ride. She offered to teach me to ride if I wanted. I could get permission to ride any horse in the barn for free with all of the time I spent cleaning. We made arrangements to meet the following Saturday at first light. She climbed down the ladder and stood keeping the area under the loft clear so I could drop two bales over the edge for the horses. After she left I cleaned my face and finished up in the tack room. I hopped onto my bike to see the puppies. I rode down North Street past the American Legion and the grocery store. I stopped and laid my bike down in the Eaton's front yard. There was no one out so I knocked at the door. I remembered the three girls at church the other night. When Mary returned to her family her sisters gathered around her. She said something and all three looked at me again. They giggled and followed their parents to their car. Karen, the one that was my age answered the door. Directly behind her was her younger sister Sue. "Hi Karen, is Mary around?" I asked. "Mary is busy right now, but if you want to see the puppies, I can take you." She answered. It was warm and dry. Unusual for a New England spring. Karen and her sister walked out of the house and turned towards the house on the left. The Gasson's were both employed by the mills. I had no idea what they did for work but I knew that he worked at the mill about a mile down the road on Main Street and she worked in the main office about a half mile from my house. She was home but he was out somewhere, no one said where. Mrs. Gasson was nowhere near as old as my parents or even as old as my friend's mother. She was not much older than my brother. She was from a town about forty miles away. Her husband was a local boy. She answered the knock at her door. "Hello guys, do you want to see the puppies?" She asked. "Yes, this is Michael Martin, the boy we told you about. He hasn't seen them yet." Karen said. "Well it is a good thing you came by today. I just sold two of them. That leaves three unsold and they are going to go quickly. As soon as they pass 8 weeks they will be gone." She said. "They are in the garage, I will open up for you." We walked to the garage door. We had to stand back because in those days the doors weren't overhead, they had hinges like every other door. The door opened and the mother dog came out first. She smelt Karen and Sue, then she came over to me. I smelt like a sweaty horse, I wasn't afraid at all. I had met her before. Her tail started to wag as soon as she got close. There, in the back corner of the garage was a short wall about a foot tall. It was made of cinder block covered with an old bedspread. Inside the short wall was a bundle of black. As I got close I could make out the different puppies. Most were napping, but some were up to investigate the new comers. They were cuter than you could imagine. Each was totally coal black. The noses were all glossy with moisture. That puppy smell permeated the air. Sue ran to the enclosure. She had one of the babies in her arms immediately. "This is my favorite. He is soooo cute!" She said. Karen was right behind her. She also grabbed one. Her favorite was a female. I walked to the enclosure followed by Shadow, the mother dog. I reached in and touched the velvety skin of the babies. It was unimaginably soft. The odor was one of babies and mother's milk. They were adorable and they all wanted to be picked up. The girls obliged. I held a few of them but gave most of my attention to the mother dog. I had seen her pregnant and now she had lost all trace of her pregnancy and she looked slim and energetic except for her swollen nipples. We played with the newborns and the mother for about a half hour. Then I thanked Mrs. Gasson for showing me the puppies. Karen and Sue both took the hint and stood, thanking Mrs. Gasson also. We went outside and I helped her close the garage door. Karen, Sue and I visited out front for a few minutes. We all loved the puppies. They invited me in for a drink. I was thirsty from my labors at the stables so I accepted. When we got inside Mary was there in her bathrobe. Sue poured some sun tea into glasses. "Hi Michael, did you like the puppies? Mary asked me. "They are real cute, but I like Shadow the best." I answered honestly sipping my tea. "Did you see Carol today at the stables?" She asked. I didn't know they knew each other. "Yea, she was there riding." I said. Her horse doesn't like me. It was true. That horse was nasty. "How about after her ride? Did you see her then?" She asked. I noticed her eyes suddenly appear deeper than normal and her cheeks reddened a little. She stood very close to me. "Yea, I saw her later. She helped me get hay from the loft." I answered. "I know you and Carol do other things too. She told me so. I want to try it also. My parents will be gone until dinnertime and I am in charge." She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom she shared with her sisters. There was a single bed and a bunk bed in the room. There were two dressers. There was a throw rug on the floor between the beds. Sue was already up on the top bunk watching us. Mary sat on the edge of the single bed and opened her robe. She was naked underneath. Even though the window was open I felt warm in the room. I didn't take my eyes from Mary. She was even more beautiful than I imagined. Her breasts were small but pronounced. Her pussy was sparsely covered with black hair. Her legs were opened waiting for me. I knelt between her knees and leaned into her. That she had just gotten out of the shower was obvious. Her pubic hair was damp and carried the odor of lilvacs. Beneath that odor was a different scent. More earthy. Her legs spread giving me access to her most private place. I kissed her leg above the knee on the inside moving towards her center. The fifth kiss was on her labia. I opened her with my fingers. Her inner lips were peeking through I touched them gently with my tongue. Once, twice, three times. Then I explored her. She tasted different than Carol, but I couldn't explain the difference. Her juices were already flowing. I licked up everything she offered me. I pushed her back onto the bed so she was laying down with just her legs hanging over the side. She lifted her knees and laid them over my shoulders pulling me towards her. I reached up and grabbed her nipples gently pulling them and caressing the tissue around them. She wasn't shy about exactly what she wanted. She grabbed my hair and steered my head to the place where I could give her the most pleasure. She wasn't as insistent as Carol but this was our first time. It wasn't long until she reached her breaking point. I could feel the pulsing of her muscles against my tongue. I slowed to let her enjoy her orgasm. As her vibrations stopped I kissed her pussy gently. The mood was broken when Karen poked her. "My turn!" She said. I looked over my shoulder and saw her standing naked from her waist down. I could smell her arousal. Mary stood up and Karen laid down in her place. Where Mary was rounded, Karen was elongated. She had just a promise of hair. I used the same method that I used on her sister moments before. Karen pushed herself against my face while holding my head tight against her. All the time my tongue was exploring her folds. When I finally hit her clit she stiffened like a board. Her legs were stretched out on each side of my head. She released so much liquid, I thought it might be pee. Her vaginal muscles grabbed at me squeezing my tongue. I kissed her gently as she finished. Karen was replaced by Sue. I could tell she had been closely watching her sisters. She was very sensitive and jumpy every time I touched her. Eventually I grabbed her by her bottom to keep her from jumping. I licked her lips from top to the bottom, then I pushed against her hymen with the tip of my tongue, followed by a twirl around her clit. Then I would start again. Sue was the most sensitive of the three. She was also the most vocal. Mary put a pillow over her mouth to stifle her. Mary went three times. Karen and Sue both went twice. It took three hours. They all said thanks when I left. I noticed my bike was moved into the Gasson's yard. Mrs. Gasson was sitting on the front porch step with Shadow lying near the door, taking a few minutes away from her puppies. "Well thanks again for showing me the puppies Mrs. Gasson." I said as I picked up my bicycle. "That's ok Michael. Come back next week to see them again. I know what you just did with those girls. I heard most of it. I'll expect you about the same time." She said. Her tone implied they I had better not even think about not showing.