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This story was produced as adult o o entertainment and should not be read by minors. o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o My Ding-a-ling (Mbg, pre-teens, ped, inc, oral, rom) by Jack Spratt (jackspratt1@gmx.com) *** This is an amusing story about young Tom and his discovery; the difference between boys and girls and of course to make it interesting, about life, love and of sex, oh yes lots of sex. If stories involving adults and adolescence’s make you uncomfortable, delete this story NOW. There are numerous very good authors on S. O. L. that will satisfy your literary desires. This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. This story may be downloaded for private use, and may not be distributed for profit or posted to newsgroups or other websites. Copyright (c) 2005, Jack Spratt. ALL Rights Reserved Date of first publication: Saturday, July 30, 2005 My Ding-a-ling An Erotic Novel by Jack Spratt1 Very early in my awareness development, being a young boy my interest focused on the sensitive protrusion between my chubby legs. I can recall touching and massaging my little cock for pleasure at the age of four or five. However, my mother and my aunts were always quick to point out to anyone who would listen, that my playing started when I was a baby. Whenever one of them changed my diaper, as soon as it was removed, my small hand found my source of continuous joy. At the time, I had no idea why it was happening, but obviously it did feel good. Mom, much to my embarrassment, points out that my stub at the age of three would actually get hard as a result of my continuous manipulations. In the bath tub when other babies were playing with rubber duckies, I was enjoying my penis. At the age of seven, not realizing the meaning of masturbation, I had my first climax. The feeling was phenomenal but it scared the shit out of me. I was sure that something had broken; hell I even used a mirror to inspect my jewels to make sure nothing had fell off or broke. As with all boys the feeling derived from the first experience and my natural curiosity had me try it again. Then realizing nothing serious had happened, it became a daily ritual, sometimes three or four times. My name is Tom Bates, at the age of twelve; my height of five foot four makes me stand out among my peers. Like most young boys of my age, my friends are male; girls have been the blight to mankind. However, over the past few weeks while masturbating, a few of my sister Susan's friends for some unknown reason now seem to appear in my imagination, and they don't seem as revolting as they did a few months ago. A strange awareness happens when Bree is around; a tingling sensation has my cock extending at the most inopportune times. Bree is a young redhead with noticeable sprouts on her chest. What does me in is her smile that brightens up the world when she looks at me. With my skills masturbating honed to perfection, my duty is to educate the masses about the joys of pumping cock. At this age boys like to compare the size of their willies. In all contests I have won hands down. My early manipulations must have accelerated the growth of my hormones because I out- rank my friends by an inch, a very sizable difference and something to be proud of. Of course, the fact that I was the only one with a foreskin made my cock the centre of attention. As school had just ended for the summer, my time is spent playing various games of ball with my friends then going to the pool to cool off. Usually after the pool, a group of us would hang out together talking about the important things like who could whack off more in an hour. Like all boys, everyone boasted ridiculous numbers, hell with all my experience my record is only four times in an hour and I’m not that sure about the last one but it sure felt good. Today my best friend Frank challenges the group to a whack off marathon, the event is to take place tomorrow, and instead of playing ball we will meet at the pool and ride to Marion Woods. There is a small spring fed pond in the middle of it; swimming is great if you can stand the cold water. Just off the adjacent path there is a small area surrounded with trees and heavy underbrush. It will provide the privacy needed for this very important social event. The news of the challenge spreads like wildfire. It seems that Frank has challenged all the guys that play ball. All participants are to bring a lunch as it could be a very long day. Mom never questioned me about the lunch, she is happy to see me outside enjoying the summer weather rather than watching television, using the computer or video games. It takes a lot of willpower not to masturbate tonight, instead I settle for a few soft rubs that do feel so good. My morning boner is very embarrassing, thank goodness mom didn't notice, but my sister Susan does, she points and giggles. Arriving at the pool, it is surprising to see eight other guys ready to take up Frank's challenge. It takes twenty minutes to reach the edge of Marion Woods; we can ride most of the way using the path, but to get to the clearing we have to push our bikes through some underbrush. Finally, at the site, we all stash our lunches under a tree near the water in an attempt to keep them cool. The sun is up and we can feel the heat. Now, all nine of us are standing, looking at each other, most with silly grins on our faces. Frank the challenger speaks. "This is to find out who can jerk off the most times in an hour. We should all get undressed and stand in a circle. Jimmy, did you wear your watch?" "Yeah, it is right here." Jimmy is pointing to his arm where the wrist watch he got on his seventh birthday sparkles in the sunlight. "Ok, you can be the official timer. Since there are nine of us, we can have three groups. Does everybody agree?" There is a chorus of agreement. But still we stand looking stupid. "Okay, let’s all get naked." All look around for some place to put our clothing, and in no time, all the low bushes are covered. Not surprisingly, we are all supporting hardons of various sizes, each of us sizing up the other. My five and a half inches surpasses all others, a few seem to admire my size and a few may even be jealous. One seems particularly interested, Andy Greenspan, a boy that lives a couple of house from me. His three inches plus is dwarfed in comparison to mine. It is a bit embarrassing, his curiosity has my tool pulsing. Frank takes the lead again and picks the groups of three, putting Andy and me with him. Because of my size he wants to beat me. The ground rules are the winners of each group will whack off after a swim and a lunch to find a winner. My thoughts are to get started as my need to masturbate is urgent since not doing it last night or this morning. The first one is going to feel so good. Andy is still looking at me or rather my cock, the head is pushing its way out of the foreskin as I pull my hand back, my balls are hanging proud under my shaft, and all is fascinating to Andy. Hell, if he wants to look let him. Spreading my legs gives him a better view. A small smile crosses his face then a twinge of a blush. "Okay Jimmy, what time is it." "One minute to ten." "Yell when it is ten, everybody stops at eleven, is everybody ready?" All grasp their engorged tools and nod yes. All eyes are on Jimmy who is staring at his watch. "Go." Closing my eyes, I enjoy the feeling of my hand gliding up and down the hard shaft; in seconds my desired relief is satisfied, as three long strings of cum ejaculate, just missing Andy and hitting the ground beside him. Looking at Frank he is still pumping. Andy, his eyes are like saucers as he stares at a blob of cream dripping off the end of my tool, him watching me play with my cock helps stimulate it to get hard for my second round. He is licking his lips as he pumps and stares at me. Frank gives a blast of pent-up air as he cums. "Dam it Tom, I plan to beat you this time." He is coaxing his tool to get hard, spitting on his hands to make them slide better, once up he is beating it with gusto. Now hard, I follow his lead. Andy is still trying to get his first. Frank cums again while I am very close, finally warm cream is emitted, but in a much smaller volume. Andy is still pumping his monkey with no results, but the smile on his face indicates he is enjoying himself. As it turns out Frank does win, he was able to cum five times to my four, poor Andy only manages to cum twice. The winners are congratulating each other and boosting that they will be the final winners. After a very cooling dip in the pond we grab our lunches. Andy follows me to a fallen tree we use as a bench. My hero is all shrived due to the cold water, Andy's has nearly disappeared. "I wish I was a big as you Tom, hell I have nothing compared to the rest of the guys." "You are smaller because your body is the smallest, it will grow with you. As long as you enjoy masturbating, that is all that matters." "I never seen so much cream squirt as when you came the first time, with me it is a little drop." "Maybe I have been doing it longer." This discussion causes my cock to grow, awaking from its cold water shock and growing to its full glory; my balls as well have filled with blood and are now hanging proudly between my legs. Andy continues to watch, his eyes are like saucers. He is totally smitten with my size. It makes me feel a bit sorry for him. "It sure is a beauty. I like the way your foreskin goes back when you get big. My parents had mine removed." His little thumb sized head is just noticeable as he sits. Andy is small for his eight years. I can't help but wonder why he is so interested. The final whack- off is about to begin, the three are in a circle, the others watch. "Are you ready Jimmy?" Jimmy looks at his watch, put his left arm in the air then slices downward, the pumping has begun. As the balance of us watch, we were jerking off as well except Andy who is still fascinated with my cock. When I did shoot my cream he actually caught it in his hand then studied it for the longest time. Hell, he even tasted it. When the competition is complete, Frank is declared the winner. In the two hours he actually jerked off nine times, his closest competitor only seven, he is the winner of the Marion Woods first challenge. After dressing, we gathered our bikes and ride home. Andy sticks to me like glue. Saying good-bye to the group with a promise to play ball tomorrow, Andy and I ride down our street. "You really taste good Tom, I have tasted mine but yours is better." "Never tried it myself, what does it taste like?" "Humm, a bit salty but nice." As Andy rides home, I can't help but wonder what is going through his mind. Strolling into the kitchen, mom tells me the lawn needs mowing and that dinner will be ready in two hours, what luck it gives me more than enough time. The heat of the day is in full swing, Bree, sunbathing with my sister, glances over my way every time I make a pass, looks up and smiles. Her soft pink bikini is tight between her legs giving me a view of the mystery sandwiched between them. Finally the damn lawn is finished. After a shower, my bed looks inviting as it has been a long tiring day, there is a good twenty minutes before dad gets home. As I lay pumping, for some reason the vision of Bree laying stretched out makes me extremely hard even after the activity earlier today, then the thoughts of Andy fills my mind, him actually licking my cream and liking it, curious. *** "Tom, are you coming down for dinner? This is the third time I have called you." After cumming, I must have fallen asleep, it is a good thing mom or sis hadn't looked in, as my hand is still wrapped around my exhausted tool. My sister and Bree are at the table, even after recently masturbating, the tingle is returning. She is now wearing a narrow white tube top clinging to her budding breasts, nipples pointing proudly. She and Susan are nearly eleven, now looking at Susan I actually notice her breasts for the first time in years, her nipples are in fact longer than Bree's. Shit, that is something I been looking at but never noticed, more tingling not only in my cock but my balls as well. The seating arrangements have me sitting on Bree's left, with Susan on her left. During dinner, a wonderful scent hits me, it is of some sort of floral mixture. Then I realize it is Bree, she and Susan are wearing perfume. Sitting this close to her and glancing at her budding nipples has me wired for sound. What the hell is happening to me? The girls have been in my face for what seems years, now for some reason they have me trembling, maybe I am sick! Could be it the heat? "Mom, would you excuse me please?" "Are you done?" "Yes, mom." "I just want to let you know Bree will be staying over for a few days, her mom and dad are gone to a convention, so make sure you don't embarrass yourself, keep the bathroom door locked." A feeling of a blush runs over my body, both Bree and Susan have big smiles on their faces and their eyes are on my rising bulge. Quickly, I am upstairs, into the bathroom, thus avoiding any more embarrassing situations. Dropping my shorts, I grab my cock and explode in a few strokes. The volume of thick creamy cum surprises me considering all I have been doing most of the day is beating my meat. Visions of Bree's smile flashes through my mind as I cum with gusto. Flushing the toilet, then washing my hands, I nearly crash into Bree in the doorway. Our bodies hit, I am sure her nipples leave a brand on my lower chest. "I am sorry." "No it is my fault; I shouldn't have been standing so close to the door." So close to the door, was she listening to me grunting and groaning during my masturbating while thinking of her? A very serious uncontrollable blush fills my face and gives her reason for a very knowing smile. The nymph was listening. Over the next two days it seems like everywhere I go in the house, when I turn around Bree is there, it has got to the point that I am looking for her, wanting her to be near me. What the hell is happening to me? Numerous times, the view down her blouse shows me the mysteries of her budding bosom, her nipples are breathtaking. She hasn't got much, but to me it is like splitting the atom, everything is new. This is so confusing. Hell, even Susan is looking good and has me wondering thoughts that shouldn't be. Something has to be wrong with me! Even though nothing physical happens during Bree's visit something did occur, I actually miss her hanging around after she leaves. *** Riding to the park later in the week, Andy catches up to me. "Hi Tom, haven't seen you since the Marion Woods, have you been sick?" "No, just bumming around the house, mom had a few things for me to do." The last thing he needed to know is my apparent change in attitude towards girls. The rest of the guys would tease the hell out of me. Andy looked deep in thought. "My mom does the same to me. Tom, can I ask you a question?" "Sure." "Promise never to tell the guys or laugh?" "I promise." Something is really bothering Andy, he is usually never serious about anything. He seems to be trembling. Then he asks me nearly in a whisper. "Can just you and me jerk off together, I love watching you cum." Andy wouldn't hurt a fly and because of his size and demeanor has been the brunt of many jokes which he takes in stride. Sometimes, I do feel sorry for him. "What did you have in mind?" "We could go to the tree house." Several years ago Andy's uncle built he and his sister a tree house in the back of their property. Hell, it could be classified as a small house. I have been there a couple of times; it is large enough to stand in. Since there is nothing pressing and since masturbating is my passion, we turn and head to Andy's house. Riding to the back yard, Janna, Andy's sister and three of her friends are in the pool. They are all wearing two piece bathing outfits; the wet suits are molded to their young bodies. My new appreciation for girls kicks in quickly studying all their chests for protrusions. All are very interesting and varying in size. Janna waves at us and then locks her stare on me. Her wet blond hair shines in the sun; there is an immediate surge to my cock. My sheepish wave gets a giggle from her. Andy rushes up the tree house ladder with me behind him. Once inside he pulls up the rope ladder, puts it in a box and closes the trap door. There is a large sofa like bench running along the windowless wall, it is padded and covered with a number of throw blankets, there has to be six different colored pillows lining it as well. The single window overlooks the pool, looking out again my eyes lock on Janna. How quickly my attitude has changed concerning girls. "It is completely private with the trap door locked. The window is high enough that we can take off our shorts and no one will have a clue of what we are doing. There is even a small pail and some tissues so we don't make a mess. Janna and the girls often come up here and she would likely notice and tell." Interestingly, looking at the bench all I can think of is seeing Janna possible stretched out naked, what an imagination. Do they come up here to masturbate? That would be something worth learning about. My hard-on is ready for action. "Tom, take off your shorts." Andy is only wearing his T-shirt, rubbing his stub. Following suit, there is no need for me to rub mine as it is full bloom. Rolling back the foreskin exposes the head and the very discernible slit seeping pre- cum. Andy is aghast. As I stroke; my attention keeps going to the view at the pool, especially Janna who is now lying on her back, legs spread wide looking up at me. For some reason the view is the source of desire that travels straight to my cock. While my interest is on Janna, Andy is taking in all of my equipment in great detail. Looking down, he seems to be savoring the view as he beats his short but hard stub. Looking up at me, he smiles. "Tom, I know this is going to sound stupid, but can it touch it?" At the time it sounds like an odd request, but later on it clarifies. Not really thinking about what the ramifications could be, my first desire is to enjoy the view Janna is providing me. In my mind her show is for my personal pleasure. Removing my hand from my aching shaft, Andy's warm hand takes it place. It actually feels good having someone else do the stroking, really exciting. Janna has raised her knees and has her legs spread. The strain on her bikini bottoms has them molded to her pubes; my interest in the female form is new and the view has me trembling. All I can see is two sizable mounds with a deep cleft between them. This is what we guys always talk about, today it actually has meaning for me. Janna sees me staring and then glances at the other girls. All are laying on their tummies their heads to the side not looking towards Janna. She looks me in the eye and then her hand slowly glides down her tummy and slips into her bottoms. Hell, it nearly made me cum in Andy's hand. Her finger movements are embellished on the cloth of her bathing suit, an up and down motion. She is masturbating for me. I have the urge to start pumping with my hips when the shock of my life happens. My cock is engulfed by a warm moist mouth; Andy has taken the head of my cock into his warm and wet mouth and is sucking me. The feeling is wild but embarrassing; my eyes are on him then his sister who is now vigorously fingering herself, eyes closed hips raised. She stiffens and cums, opens her eyes and looks at me smiling, then slips her hand out of her bottoms and makes a big production putting her fingers in her mouth and sucking each digit, just at the same time my surge of cum is plowing deep into her brother's willing throat. He has given me my first blowjob. Not losing a beat Andy hangs onto my cock and extracts every drop. It is a good thing my hand is on the window sill for support or I would have collapsed. Andy gently squeezes my balls while he still sucks. What a feeling. "Andy, what did you do?" "Something I wanted to do since watching you in Marion Woods, you aren't going to tell the guys are you?" "Of course not." After letting him suck me dry and enjoying the wonderful feeling it creates while watching his sister finger herself, telling on him is the last thing on my mind. All I can think of is seeing more of Janna. As the result of the blowjob I have never felt so exhausted. Usually after masturbating and within moments it starts to get hard, not today, it is still hanging loosely between my legs. Andy is caressing it and rolling the foreskin back and forth over the head, but it isn't ridged enough to hold it back. Every now and then Andy's tongue flicks out to remove a drop of clear liquid seeping out of the slit. "Will you let me do it again, it is beautiful." He is still on his knees admiring my apparatus and hefting my balls. If he wants to suck my cock, the least that I can do is accommodate him. Besides, visiting with Andy will give me a chance to see Janna. "If you like we can come here after our ball game tomorrow." "I would like that, I don't think Janna and her friends will be using the tree house, if they are we can use the pool." My concerned look as to what he is suggesting has him laugh. "We can swim, I don't mean to suck it in the pool, but at least I can play with your cock. I really like the feel of it." Arrangements are made for tomorrow, as we climb down the ladder, Janna walks towards us. We are eye to eye. "Hi Tom, what were you and Andy doing in the tree house?" "Janna, it is none of your business what we were doing. Tom, just ignore her." The feeling of exhilaration runs through me, just looking at her, the way her hips are curved, her bikini showing what has to be her pussy, something that never interested me before, but now for some reason has become a priority in my life. What is like to see and touch what is between a girl's legs? "Actually, we just wanted to rest, and with you and your friends at the pool we thought the tree house was a good place. I noticed you enjoying yourself." Touché, her face turns a wonderful color of crimson, her nipples are noticeably harder, and then she bounces back. "Yes, I always enjoy myself." She accents the word 'myself', so I know exactly what she is referring too. She is very brazen. This talking to girls is new to me, but it seems to be something that I want to pursue. "I could see that, it looked like fun." "It is, maybe you should try it." "With who?" "Me of course, Andy won't mind will you?" Andy is completely out if it; he has a confused look on his face as he doesn't know what we are referring too. Hell, it has taken me by surprise as well. Is Janna suggesting I put my hand in her bottoms and finger her? There are just too many things happening all at once. "Janna, what are you talking about? Tom isn't interested in anything you do, are you?" "I really don't know, but I think it could be interesting." With that Janna sticks her tongue out at Andy and leaves, her small tight bottom swaying with a lot of emphasis. Her bikini is pulled deep into her bum cheeks, actually they look bare. The feeling is coming back to my weapon again. "Do you really want to talk to my sister? She is a real pain you know. She is always trying to get me in trouble." "It can't hurt for me to talk to her; maybe I can get her off your back?" "Could you? She is always tattling to mom about me, everything I do wrong, even when I get in trouble with the teachers at school." "Same with me, but we don't have to worry about that until September." During the short trip home everything that happened today is overwhelming me. First, Andy giving me a blowjob, the guys in the group talk about things they never experienced and a blowjob is one of them, now I would bet that I am the only one in my crowd that has actually enjoyed it. Thinking back smiling, Andy does have a nice soft mouth. In bed my hand job is inspired by the images of Janna masturbating and Andy on his knees sucking. What will tomorrow bring? *** The day starts as usual, with a pick-up game of baseball. With the daily heat at its peak around one, we usually hit the pool or just go and do our own thing. Today, my thing is to feel Andy's lips engulfing my raging hard-on. "Hey Tom, are you ready to head home?" That is for the benefit of the guys still hanging around; there is a glint in Andy's eyes that tells me he is looking forward to a repeat of yesterday's performance. The uncomfortable feeling my erection is producing will welcome his manipulations. "Yes, mom has a few chores lined up for me, let's go Andy." After a chorus of goodbyes and the commitment to returning for a game tomorrow we head out. Once out of ear shot of the group Andy seems more relaxed. I am sure he thought everyone would be aware of what happened between us. "Does your mom really have some chores for you?" "No, but is sounds good." That brings a smile to his face. "Good, all I could think about last night is how good it felt to have your cock in my mouth. I sure like your cream." "Did your sister say anything about yesterday in the tree house?" "She did question me, not so much about the time in the tree house, but just questions about you. She thinks you’re hot." That bit of information doesn't help my uncomfortable bulge. The only thing good about the trip to Andy's it the knowledge that relief is on its way. So Janna thinks I am hot, what else she is curious about. The vision of her playing with herself has that tingle running through my body and ending up in my shaft. Finally at Andy's we park the bikes and head for the tree house. The back yard is devoid of anyone, I was hoping to see Janna. As soon as Andy has the rope ladder tucked away and the trap door closed, he is on his knees in front of me. I can feel his soft hand guiding the head of my cock to the fly, a quiet zipper sound as the tab is pulled, and then the feeling of air hitting my cock tells me he has accomplished his goal. Andy seems to take forever before the feeling of his moist mouth engulfing me indicates my need to ejaculate will be forthcoming. There is a sound below, it is Janna strolling to the pool alone, and she is wearing a white cover-up. She looks up, sees me, smiles, with us eye to eye she slowly lets the wrap slip off her shoulders. The display nearly has me cum prematurely. She is not wearing a bikini but just a bra and panties. Their sheer white colour has her looking naked. Even from this height, her dark nipples are very obvious and the area between her legs, the mystery is exposed. Andy is oblivious of what is happening outside, on his knees and his mouth full of me; he is in a world of his own. The vacuum action of his soft mouth has me slowly thrusting back and forth. With my view of Janna on display before me, her brother joyously engage in what he enjoys, what could be better? Even at my age, masturbating as often as possible, the urge to hold back my inevitable climax has me fighting it off, wanting to savor the feeling for as long as possible. Finally at the point of no return, supporting myself on the window sill with my hips thrust forward, my cock totally embedded in Andy's choking throat, he receives my gift of hot thick creamy cum, just at the point of satisfaction Janna opens her eyes, smiles at me, purses her lips and pumps her finger in and out. Does she know what her brother is doing? Weakened by a great climax, legs like rubber, I collapse on the floor. "Andy, that really makes me feel different, I have never cum hard masturbating one my own." "I like doing it Tom, and the fact you never told the guys means a lot to me. Don't forget to talk to Janna. She was on my case yesterday." Janna, yes Janna, I hope she is still lounging when we leave. Just the thought of seeing her close-up starts a spurt of growth to my tool, a motion Andy picks up on right away. Leaning over me his mouth engulfs me for the second time; this is something I could get used too. "That feels so good." Andy just mumbles with his mouth full. His hands caress my balls then his finger finds my asshole. The sensation he produces is all new to me, with his sucking and probing, he has me fully erect and thrusting upwards. Every time my bum lifts, his finger seems to push against my tight asshole. Eventually his finger is buried in me, the combination of his finger moving in and out of me and his sucking, I cum again for the second time and so quickly after the first one, it has to be a record for me. With his finger still buried in my ass, he uses his other hand to work every drop of cream out of me. Now I am totally drained. "Where did you learn that?" "I do read a lot, and found some books about guys enjoying guys. Every time I read the parts about a guy sucking a guy, I get really hard; I have always wondered what it would be like to do it. I am glad you don't mind me sucking you. The bad thing is Janna found the books in my room and has threatened to tell mom." "Let me talk to Janna. When we leave, you go into the house; Janna is at the pool enjoying the sun." "Okay, when can we get together again?" "Soon, I hope." A smile greats me, he leans over me and gives me one last suck. With Andy blowing me we never leave any evidence of what has happened. After making sure that we are presentable we climb down. Andy quickly disappears and I head to the pool. Janna is still in the same position, legs spread. Up close she looks even better than she did from the tree house. The thick mound between her legs has a magnetic appeal to me. I wonder if Susan and Bree are the same between their legs. "Hi Janna, you are certainly getting a good tan." "Did you and Andy enjoy yourself in the tree house?" "What do you mean, enjoy?" "I know what Andy has been doing for you, I read those books he has been hiding, I am sure mom would love to know all about it." This is not the way this conversation was to evolve. I am supposed to get her off Andy's back, but she has certainly turned tables on that idea. With that one comment she twisted everything around and is now in control, an uncomfortable feeling spreads over me. "What do you mean?" "I bet Andy has been sucking your wiener, hasn't he?" My best innocent look is undermined by my beautiful crimson blush, a dead give-away. Now I really am uncomfortable, what happens if she tells her mom, and her mom calls my mom? The shit will hit the fan. "I won't tell anyone, but you have to do something for me?" The large stone on my chest just got a little lighter, maybe there is a light at the end of the tunnel, but at what price. "Something for you?" "Yes, I want you to kiss and lick me down here?" She is pointing at her pussy, her puffy pussy. This is all new to me, we guys have talked about it, but I never knew what it truly meant. In reality none of us actually know, all our information has been gleaned from a few old magazines Frank found in his father's garage. Some of the pictures showed guys with their face between the legs of women, something I had thought as very gross and now Janna's price is exactly that! "I can't do that, it is yucky." "But it is okay for Andy to suck on your wiener? After I tell mom, she will likely call your mom. I bet she will be pleased." Janna rolls over on her tummy, her panties pulled deep into her ass crack, for some unknown reason I do want to touch her. Even with the threat of her telling, my tool begins to show interest. Feelings like this are new to me, is it the same sensation as when I look at Susan or Bree. Maybe just a quick lick and a kiss and it will be done, how bad can it be anyway? "And if I do it you won't tell anyone?" "How could I? You will have something to tell about me." Now confusion takes over, what would that be? Janna notes my bewilderment and explains. "You will have seen my pussy and kissed it, girls are not supposed to show their pussies to guys or let them touch." For some reason, there is an uncomfortable sense about this whole issue, I have the feeling she isn't exactly telling me the whole truth. The smirk she is emanating doesn't help matters, like the cat who is about to eat the canary, me being the canary. "When do we do it?" Again, she burst with her smirk, she is taking what seems to be a sinister pleasure in this, like someone who has removed the wings from a fly and watches the antics as it tries to fly before whacking it with a swatter, she is enjoying my embarrassment immensely. "Since no one is in the tree house and it is a good place for it, we can do it now if you want." Want!! That is a stupid word; it isn't what I want that counts, it is what she requires to get her off my back. What was supposed to be helping Andy getting her off his back has turned tables and now it is me who needs the help. "Now is a good time, dinner isn't for a couple of hours so mom won't be looking for me." "Good, let's go." Following her does have its advantages; her bottom swings from side to side, her legs are taunt, well groomed, and actually very attractive. This is something that escaped me while being close to girls, an appreciation of all the good points of their sleek bodies, today it appears my education is to begin in earnest me being a reluctant summer school student. Following her up the rope ladder, the scent of her sun block waifs me. Once inside she is like her brother, hauling up the rope ladder and putting it in the box, closing the trap door and flipping the latch, we are definitely alone. No question about privacy. "To make this even, you have to undress as well; it will be interesting to see what Andy is all agog about, you first." She is in control, so she can make the rules. My position is one of total dejection; she still has the hammer over my head. Taking a chance I attempt to get something out of this. "If I go through with this, will you promise not to tell your mom, and secondly; give Andy a break and stay off his back?" "I promise not to tell my mom, and give Andy some leeway for a while at least. Now get undressed." This the second time today to bare myself in the tree house, however, this is the first time in front of a girl. Being nervous and excited at the same time, lowering my shorts then underpants gets a surprising sound from Janna. "Wow, you are a lot bigger than Andy." Even in this situation my cock is betraying me, in full bloom showing my length and a small drop of precum seeping from my slit. The foreskin forced back just enough to show the tip of my penis. Since my control over it doing it thing is limited, I might as well make the most of it, spreading my legs, I thrust my body forward. My tool is rigid as if it is made of iron. "Let's get this over with, you get undressed." Trying to sound gruff, like I didn't like her admiring my tool, doesn't seem to faze her at all. First she removes her bra, her breasts are noticeable rising from her chest, but her nipples are hard and very interesting. Hell, they are beautiful. There is a sudden ache in my tool. What is this all about? My eyes are glued to her hands as they start pushing the waistband of her panties downwards exposing my first close up view of a real girl's pussy. Janna carefully folds her panties and bra and puts them on a small table; she sits on the bench and spreads her legs giving me a view of her cunt. For some reason, my body is trembling; the anticipation is getting to me. Her pussy lips are very full, nearly an inch wide, totally hairless, the girls in Frank's magazines had hair. There seems to be a thick stream of whitish liquid seeping from the bottom section, is that cum like guys have? "Now that you have had a good look, get to the job at hand." With that she lays back spreading her legs and giving me total access. Now on my knees I move towards her, a foreign scent hits me, it must be her pussy. She reaches down and spreads her luv lips exposing what I soon come to realize is the most beautiful view a guy can see. The pinkish interior is like a magnet, are guys supposed to like this? "See that little bump at the top of my pussy that is my clit; make sure you lick it a lot." There is a small pink protrusion that has to be what she is talking about. The opening is moist and seemingly bottomless; my mind is telling me go for it. First, my tongue flicks out for a taste, my taste buds analyze it; the information is processed and comes back 'Not Bad'. Slurping from the bottom of the opening to the top, touching her hard clit brings a sigh from her. This isn't going to be bad at all. Finally, with my face buried in her pussy, I do my assigned penance with great gusto. Four times Janna stiffens and makes a blowing sound. Not to be deterred I continue, realizing this isn't bad at all, the taste, though not like anything I have had before, is actually good. My finger finds her tight asshole, coated with a surplus of her juice. Soon it is buried deep in her thrusting in and out. She seems to enjoy it and is making all kinds of animal noises. Finally her hand is on my head pushing downwards. "Oh, Tom, your tongue feels so good, I have never cum so many times, and with your finger in my bum it is even better." Slowly, removing my finger from its warm home there is a distinctive pop. Sitting beside her my cock is at its maximum size and is aching for relief. Janna notices it and reaches out and touches me. Her holding me is really different compared to Andy, I hate to admit it, but it does feel great. Closing my eyes, I enjoy her manipulations. She, like her brother, seems fascinated by my foreskin, she rolls it back and forth covering the purple head then displaying it again, pre-cum is seeping steadily. "This is the first cock I have seen up close and actually touched, it is so firm and warm. You’re a lot bigger than Andy." Answering her is not an option; my being just wants to enjoy the feeling hoping that she will continue until relief is inevitable. Again closing my eyes, the sight of her pussy and its taste reverberates through my mind. Now is the time Andy should be here to finish me off. "You like that don't you? I can see why Andy likes you and your cock." If she continues to pump, Janna is in for a surprise but all of sudden she stops, opening my eyes, all I can see is her face being lowered to my shaft then the warm feeling of her mouth engulfing me. Andy felt good but Janna, there is no comparison. She seems to be able to swallow all of me, then sucking and pumping causes me to erupt, there is no stopping it. Surge after surge of pent up cum floods her mouth. She doesn't raise her head, but swallows. Finally over, she looks at me and smiles, staring at the floppy stump. "Wow, now I really know what Andy likes about you, it was awesome. Does it always go so small?" "Yes, every time I make some cream. Did you like the taste?" "It is different. But I figure if you can taste me, I can taste you, it wasn't that bad." With that she has no hold over me. If she was to tell her mom about Andy and me she would be condemning herself. Not that telling is an option, with the way she made me feel, all I can do is hope she wants to do it again. She looks at me. "Now you can kiss me, I have never been kissed by a guy before." Kissing is a new experience for me as well, kissing girls has not been a priority, nothing about girls has been, but after today that will certainly change. The first kiss is crude; both of us slobbering, but after the third one we have it nearly perfected. Over the last two weeks my world has been turned upside down, girls now have a great appeal to me. Blowjobs, what can I say they are great! Looking at Jenna in the nude is the catalyst; my appreciation for girls has changed. Her pussy is seeping a steady stream of juice, her sexual scent is very strong, and my reaction is a new feeling in my cock as it starts to grow again. She reaches over and grasps me. It really feels good having a girl do that. "Have you had much experience with girls?" "No, you are the first." "You are my first as well, we talk about it, but none of my friends have ever gone this far." From what the guys have talked about concerning girls, is my cock is supposed to go inside of them. What does it feel like; maybe Jenna would like to try. Moving to my knees, shifting my body between her legs, I can't believe the appeal of the scent emanating from her pussy. Taking a deep breath only enhances its appeal. The next thing that happens is my face is buried between her legs, my mouth encompassing her pussy sucking the juice. A warm sensation runs down my throat, Jenna pulls my face into her, her body trembling. Then she stiffens again, emitting another large surge of her essence into my waiting mouth. "Oh Tom, that makes me feel so good, look how my legs are shaking. The girls will die for this." "Girls, you have to be kidding, you promised not to tell." "I promised not to tell my mom or Andy. I will keep that promise." Shit, it is my fault for not being more concise. I should have insisted she not tell anyone period. Maybe her friends are people that don't know me. "And just who will you tell?" "One of my best friends is Bree." Oh no, there has to be more than one Bree in the area, it can't be Susan's Bree. "Bree who?" "Herington, do you know her?" "Yes, she hangs around with my sister." "Susan Bates is your sister? I know her from school." I am dead, after she tells Bree, she will tell my sister, and I am in deep shit. Just when everything was falling in place, Janna just had to be good friends with my sister's best friend. What could be worse? Susan will have this over my head. "Do you have to tell her? She will tell my sister." "Your sister has never seen you naked?" "No, not that I know off, why?" "All girls are curious about boys and from what Bree tells me about your sister, she will be as curious as I was." "You mean Susan is going to want to see my cock?" "If Bree does, likely she will want too as well." "What do you mean if Bree does?" "You will find out soon enough." Andy's voice from below scares us both. "Jenna it is time for dinner, come down." "Okay Andy, tell mom I will be right in." Hell it is nearly five o'clock. We dress, both look at each other, and my desire for more takes over and we kiss. A long soft kiss, hell I want more of Jenna. She opens the trap door pears down then drops the rope ladder. "Andy has gone back into the house. I am going to think of you Tom Bates. Call me." Down the ladder we go, me looking up at Jenna's bottom, now knowing what is between her legs in intimate detail. At the bottom she pulls her wrap tight latching the belt, I would guess her mom doesn't know the display she makes in her sheer bra and panties. "I hope to see you soon." With that she disappears into the house. Riding home I have a feeling of foreboding doom, what happens when she tells Bree? What happens when Susan finds out? How did I get myself into this mess? Dinner is just being served when I arrive, the sky did not fall in. Mom is in a good mood. The conversation at the table is buoyant, just general things about how nice the weather is, etc. Susan is her usual self, annoying me every chance she gets, if she knew something she could use against me it would be more aggressive. Maybe Bree won't tell her, wishful thinking. Later in the evening Andy calls me and he is more than relieved to find out Jenna will be leaving him alone. He questions me about Jenna and our time in the tree house. It seems she was in a very good mood at the dinner table and was actually civil to him. He mentioned she was very happy, but seemed exhausted. After what we had enjoyed I am exhausted as well, but very jumpy not knowing what to expect. As soon as I hang up, the telephone rings, it is Bree and she wants to speak to Susan. "Hi Tom, did you have a good day today? Can I speak to Susan? I have something important to tell her." The giggle she ended that comment with does nothing for me. For some reason my hands are clammy. "Susan, it is for you." Waiting for Susan to pick it up, I am tempted to pretend to hang up and listen, but don't. Later in the shower, the vision of what happened today doesn't even bring on my usual hard-on; the thought of what may happen has me concerned. Downstairs, Susan's voice tells me she is talking to mom and dad in the living room. Since nobody comes rushing upstairs maybe Bree hasn't talked to Jenna yet. At nine o'clock and venturing downstairs for a drink, I say good night to mom and dad. "It is early for you Tom, are you sick?" "No, I am just tired, maybe it is the heat." "Well, you make sure to tell me in the morning if it is something else. Good night son." Settling into bed, my cock still doesn't get hard; my usual nighttime routine is caressing my hard-on and falling asleep. My mind is focusing on the sounds of Susan getting ready to retire in the next room. The feeling of impending doom is still consuming me. Then I hear the shower, it has to be Susan, as mom and dad sleep in the master bedroom downstairs that has its own large bathroom. The shower stops and ten or twenty minutes later, the bathroom door opens and closes. Straining to hear her footsteps a quiet knock on my door scares the shit out of me. "Yes?" "Tom, it is Susan, can I talk to you?" Here is comes, just when I thought I made it through the day unscathed, the hammer is about to fall. She has never wanted to talk to me at any time; her favorite pastime is getting me in trouble. In a gruff voice I respond. "I am very tired, is it important?" "Yes, it is very." There is no threat in her voice, maybe it is something else, wishful thinking of course. "Oh well, come in?" Susan is wearing a very light summer night gown; the light from the hall shows her young body interesting body. I say interesting because she has never registered as a girl before, just my annoying sister. What she displays is a very interesting form, shapely hips, long sexy legs, hell this is my sister. She looks at me in bed and closes the door, shutting off the only source of light. "Okay, what is so important?" "I got a call from Bree." "Yes, I know, I answered the phone. Remember?" "She got a call from Janna." Here it comes; the shit is going to hit the fan. "What has that got to do with me?" There is a pregnant pause, then the movement of the bed tells me she is sitting beside me, her breathing fills the silence. The scent of soap and shampoo fills my nostrils; my cock betrays me and now it starts to grow, what a betrayal. "Did you and Janna do what she told me?" "Now how would I know what she told you?" Yes, I am grasping at straws, maybe she didn't tell everything. Susan's hand is moving over my body and finds my pole, she grasps through the sheet. I can't believe she is doing this! "She said you and her did things." My cock is enjoying the manipulation from my own sister, I read somewhere that thing like this are not supposed to happen. "Did things, what sort of things? I did visit Andy today." "Did she show you her pussy and did you lick it? It doesn't sound like you; you never seemed to like girls before." Susan has no idea what she is physically doing to me. From not responding due to the premonition of this conversation to the bold hard-on Susan is caressing, the feeling of exploding is close. "Why are you so interested in what I do? You don't even like me." That may sound very crude and cruel, but it is the truth; we tolerate each other, but have never been buddies in that sense. After what has been happening to me over the last week, my appreciation of girls has certainly changed and Susan is a girl. She may be my sister, but she is a girl and not bad looking as well. "Don't say that, I like getting in you trouble with mom, but I don't hate you." "Susan, if you keep doing that I am going to make a mess on the sheets." She giggles and stops her manipulations, but doesn't let go of me. Her squeezing does feel good. "Did you and Jenna touch each other? Please, I want to know." "You have to promise not to tell mom." "Yes, yes, I promise." "Yes we did." "Wow, can I see it?" "It?" "Yes, your pecker. Janna told Bree is was really cool." "Do you think that is a good idea, what would happen if mom or dad come in and caught us?" "When was the last time mom or dad came upstairs after we went to bed? I can't even remember when, but it has to be over a year ago, besides they were getting ready to go to bed when I came upstairs." She is right, neither mom nor dad has made any attempt to come and tuck us in for years, and they have left us on our own and fully trust us. To this point there had not been anything for them to be concerned about. Susan and I have always been at loggerheads with each other, but that is about to change. "Okay. If I do, you have to show me yours." As soon as the words are out of my mouth, the regret rolls in; I have just asked my sister to show me her pussy. How revolting can it get? "Let's do it together." There is no backing down now; turning on the bedside lamp gives the room a warm glow, but just enough light to see. Sleeping nude, she watches as I push down the sheet, with that she grabs the hem of her nightgown and lifts up, at the same time my cock is exposed so is her pussy, I can't believe it. Not only are her luv lips larger than Janna's, she has a cute tuff of dark hair just above where her clitoris is supposed to be. Her thick lips are coated with her juice and it glistens in the light, between them is a pinkish fold of skin reminding me of someone sticking out their tongue. Her scent reaches my nose, and from there it goes to my cock that is now twitching. She is staring at me as I stare at her. Her breasts seem a lot bigger than they are because her nipples are sitting on an inch high puffy crown. They appear very hard. Later I learn they are described as puffies. However, they are described, they certainly have my attention. "Wow, you are big." Who she is comparing me too, I have no idea. That is not something to ask at this point. "Can I touch it?" "Sure, if I can touch you." She hoists herself onto the bed twisting her body so I can feel her pussy, it does smell a lot like Janna's, but there is a discernible difference. Susan's nipples sit perkily on her puffies sticking out majestically. They are looking better to me after each glance. Hell, I can't believe that I am ogling my sister. Gently she grasps my tool; the electricity runs through my body. First running my fingers over each nipple gets me a small sigh, Susan doesn't lose her focus, she is on a mission examining and caressing my engorged cock. Next my finger finds the cleft of her pussy and slip into her; it is warm and so moist. She is surprised when I lick the juice off my fingers. She does taste as good as Janna, maybe a bit better. Her finger flicks over the tip of my cock, getting coated with the pre-cum that is seeping from me; rubbing it between her fingers she tastes one, then the other. "You kissed Janna down there?" "Yes, I did." "And she sucked you?" What do these girls do, print a newspaper? Hell, it only happened this afternoon, and now my sister is asking me pointed questions of the event. Will she pass what we are doing on to everyone she knows? "Susan, you have to promise me anything we do or what you hear from me, you won't tell anyone." "But they will ask me tomorrow." "Tell them you threatened me that you would tell mom, so you looked at my cock but that is all. You don't have to tell them anything else." The last thing I wanted spread around is me playing with my sister even if she has an excellent body. The guys would crucify me with teasing even considering the fact that I actually touched a girl's pussy. It will be bad enough if they hear that I showed Susan my cock. But that I can justify by saying she blackmailed me. If they hear about Janna they will think that it was cool. "I promise not to tell anything." "Yes, she sucked me and I licked her." Susan has never been interested in anything I have done in the past, but now she looks genuinely enthralled. She looks like she wants to ask me something. Looking at her as a girl rather than just my sister, she is actually beautiful for a girl. Her large eyes have very thick eyebrows that she maneuvers to make her point. Right now she looks lovely. "You want to ask something, what is it?" "Did you like it?" "Like what?" "Licking her and then having her suck you." It is good thing the light isn't that bright or she would have seen my blush. "Yes, I did, it was really different." Susan fidgets like she is uncomfortable, so I lift my hand from her pussy. "No, don't, please leave it there, it feels really nice. Much better than when I do it myself." "You feel good." "So do you. Can I ask you something? Promise not to laugh." "I promise." "Would you do me like you did Janna?" The thought had crossed my mind of course but she is my sister, guys are not supposed to like their sisters are they? Her scent has me reeling with desire, are all girls like this, even sisters? "You know if we ever get caught there will be hell to pay. I read that some brother and sisters do things, but it is not right. It is called incest." "I don't care what it is called, I wish you would really." "Okay. But just a little, it is getting late." Getting out of bed, Susan lays down with her bum at the edge of the bed, bending her knees and spreading her legs. What a beautiful sight, her thick luv lips spread; a whitish cream is flowing from her opening. My nose follows the refreshing scent, my tongue tastes it and the rest is history. From the first taste, there is no turning back. Covering the opening and sucking gives me a mouthful of her elixir. It is so smooth and much thicker than Janna's. Time passes, and Susan explodes with one climax after another. The tongue like protrusion is very easy to suck causing it to lengthen nearly two inches. Twice, I licked her asshole each time she tries to scrunch her cheeks, but after each climax she relaxes giving me another crack at her opening. Surprisingly, it doesn't taste bad at all. Finally lifting my face from her, she looks down to find out what has happened then starts to giggle. "What?" "Look in the mirror." My face is covered with her cream, in some areas it has dried a very crusty white, I never noticed. It does look comical. "It is late, we are going to have to quit." "Thank you Tom, what a feeling." "You’re welcome; I didn't think my sister would taste so good." "Will you do it again?" "Anytime you like." "What can I do for you?" "Nothing tonight, it is late and you should go to your own bedroom." That really isn't my desires, but I didn't want to ruin something as wonderful as what has just happened. My sister, I still can't believe the wonders between her legs, after all the years fighting, what a waste. Tasting two girls in one day, it has been a very astonishing day. "I want to stay with you." That is something that hadn't even crossed my mind, just showing how naive I am, something that is about to change. The thought of sleeping with a girl, let alone my sister, seems kind of creepy. What can it hurt? "Okay, but I will set the alarm for seven before mom gets up. There will be hell to pay if we get caught." Laying on my right side facing Susan, her smile is one of tranquility; she leans over and kisses me, not a peck but a real kiss, our first real one. After the initial shock, my mind quickly determines that it is not at all bad. Encircling her body and pulling her towards me we make total body contact, her breasts pushing into my chest. What a feeling. My wiener is now aching for relief; this is not lost on Susan since it is pushing against her pubes. Her hand reaches down and grasps me, what a pleasant feeling. Closing my eyes a wonderful feeling floats through my body. After all the years of self-pleasure, it really doesn't stand up to someone else doing it. Susan wiggles out of my grasp and sits up, still massaging me. When she moves my thought is she is getting into a better position to see what she is doing, it shocks the hell out of me when her mouth engulfs me, hell this is the third mouth on my Ding-a-ling today. My attempt to ask her to stop is negated as no sounds are emitted. Surrendering to my needs, my hips slowly pump to the rhythm of her sucking. Susan seems prepared for what is coming next, several pulsating stings of hot creamy cum. Like a trooper she doesn't resist swallowing, I can feel her. Her manipulations have certainly taken care of my needs. She wiggles up facing me, a smile on her face. "Am I as good as Janna?" "Better." "Good, I wasn't sure I could do it." She leans over and kisses me, using her tongue, so that is what cum tastes like, her tongue is coated with it. It’s a bit bitter, but with a hint of salt. I certainly hope she likes it as this could become a ritual. She breaks the kiss and gives me a hug, then pushing me down her body; I am presented with her beautiful nipple. The natural thing to do is to suck it. I don't remember a thing after that until the alarm went off. My face is still at her nipple. Sleeping with my sister is breathtaking experience, something I never would have conceived twenty four hours ago. Susan opens her eyes then realizing she is still in my bed, a soft smile comes over her face. What happened yesterday opened my eyes to the beauty of the female form. In the morning light, Susan looks radiant; her breasts although small are beautiful. My morning woody is poking her on her thigh. She looks down and grasps it. "Humm, I wonder what this is looking for." She rolls back the foreskin and rubs the tip with her finger squeezing out some pre-cum. She leans over and kisses the tip nearly causing a premature eruption. Staring at her naked form, her skin is flawless, no blemishes, a soft tan showing her bra and panties lines. There is a strong desire in me and it for my sister. "Susan, I can't believe how beautiful you are, hell I am sorry for being so stupid all these years." "It wasn't only you but me as well, we have Janna to thank for this." She is right; Janna is the catalyst. If it wasn't for her shooting off her mouth to Bree, this never would have happened and in all likely-hood, we would have had battle royal at the breakfast table as we have been doing for years. Now all I can think of is when I will be able to enjoy her again. "I want to do what we did last night, but you have to get up and return to your room, don't forget to mess up your bed." "I don't want to go." She still has a grip on me, the last thing I want is for her to go, but we will have to wait until tonight. Finally she kisses me, then slips into her nighty and disappears. Breakfast is actually subdued compared to the usual thing, we both keep looking at each other, smiling, and mom is confused, but doesn't say anything as she enjoys the peace and quiet. Things take on a different focus this morning as I ride over to the park to play ball, my mind is rehashing all the astounding things that happened yesterday, my discovery of girls is the largest thing in my life. All this time they were right in front of me, how stupid can guys be? The conversation after the ball game takes on a different meaning today, I listen intently to some of the older guys, by older I mean they are fourteen and fifteen. Anytime they mention girls my ears perk up. Up until today the term 'getting laid' was a fuzzy term, then after taking a lot of ridicule from them after asking a question, Dave explained the birds and the bees to me in great detail. There is no way that I could control my boner as he explained it. Noticing the protrusion he starts to laugh, I am grateful he didn't start pointing. "So you discovered girls? You are a lot younger than I was." My blush is my answer. Dave just nodded his head. "So what have you done with a girl?" Again my answer is a blush. "Humm, I bet you kissed and maybe touched, it gets better when they give you blowjobs. See Mary-Jane on the swing?" Mary-Jane is twelve and developing very quickly. She has bigger boobs than my mom, something that didn't faze on me until yesterday. She wears make up and lipstick. Today, she looks very enticing. "Yes, she looks nice." "What you don't know is she gives blowjobs for a dollar." Now that is a shock, however, considering how naive I am, nothing surprises me. Looking at her she has full lips and a very attractive face, my imagination has a positive reaction to the imaginary picture of her sucking. I remain silent and listen. "Now, Brenda does even more." Brenda is another regular at the park and pool, she isn't as attractive as Mary-Jane, and her body is on the heavy side. She is always joking with a number of guys. "More of what?" "She goes all the way." The dumb look on my face tells Dave I have no idea what he is talking about 'all the way'. "She likes to fuck. She will fuck you if you ask her." From his earlier explanation fucking is when a girl lets you stick your cock into her pussy. What an interesting thought, will Susan let me do that to her? The more our conversation goes on, the more interesting this 'all the way' business sounds. Then his next question astounds me. "I can ask Brenda if she will let you." Everything is happening so fast, the thought of putting my cock into Brenda has me hurting badly. All I do is nod my head and Dave heads over to her. Watching the conversation, Dave points towards me, and Brenda smiles when she see me, hell I am only twelve and she is at least fourteen, maybe older. Then Dave heads back to me. "She says she will. All you have to do is follow her when she leaves the park, she will wait for you when she reaches Pine Street." To say I am nervous is an understatement. Standing around I keep glancing over towards Brenda whom is chatting with two other boys and a girl. Finally, the conversation breaks up and she looks over at me smiling and nodding her head. That must be my signal she is about to leave the park. She picks up her bike and slowly rides towards Pine Street, I follow praying that nobody notices my very obvious hard-on. What am I getting into? Brenda is a very big girl compared to Susan or Janna. Her shorts outline her large bum, her waist is bare, and her tube top attests she has larger breasts and large nipples. Once at Pine Street, we meet at the corner. She is smiling. "Dave says you want to fuck me." That makes me tongue tied, blushing. "Have you ever done it before?" Shaking my head she smiles some more. "Don't be nervous, once we start it will all come naturally. I like the feel of a guy's cock in me. Come on lets go to my house." Going to her house to fuck has me confused, but I follow her pumping ass, the more I look at it, the more enticing it appears. Finally we turn into her drive way. I follow her into the garage where she parks her bike. "Don't be afraid nobody is home. Both my mom and dad work." So I stand and look stupid, she pushes a switch on the wall and the garage door lowers. She heads up stairs that lead to a room above the garage. Beckoning me to follow, I can't help but wonder how big a pussy she has compared to Susan's or Janna's. In the loft of the garage is what looks like a study with a day-bed, a number of chairs, a desk and all kinds of girls stuff. "This was my playroom, now I use it as study during school. It is quiet and very private." She looks at me as I study her. Her breasts are large cone shapes; her nipples by the impressions in her tube top are much larger than Susan's or Janna's. Noticing my bulge she smiles. "It seems you are ready, let's get undressed." My hands are shaking as I undo my belt and lower my fly. Brenda has no compulsion at all about undressing in front of me, removing her tube top and exposing her breasts and large ruby colored nipples. Hell, they look as large as nipples on a baby's bottle. She watches my progress out of the corner of her eye. When my cock is fully exposed she takes greater interest. "How old are you? Dave said you were only twelve." "I will be thirteen in August." "You have a nice looking cock, much bigger than most of the guys." Now that is an ego builder. "You are the first guy I have seen with a foreskin. It looks cute." Standing before her in all my glory, I watch with great anticipation as she lowers her shorts, now standing before me in her mauve panties, I can't help but notice the bulge at her crutch. Then lowering her panties, I am faced with a massive amount of hair between her legs. Noticing my interest, she reaches down and parts the hair and her luv lips, exposing a beautiful shade of pink interior of her pussy, and like Susan she has what appears to be a very large tongue sticking out. I wonder if she tastes as good. "Do you want to fuck right away or would you like to touch each other?" My curiosity is intrigued and touching sounds good. Sitting beside her, my fingers run over her large nipples. They are very firm sticking straight out from her chest. She grasps my shaft rolling down the foreskin, watching pre-cum seep from my slit. She surprises me by hefting my balls. "You are big all over. I like that." Being this close, her sexual scent hits me, much more potent than Susan's or Janna's. A heavy musty odor, but surprisingly pleasant, touching her matt of hair, it is warm and soft. My finger finds her engorged clitoris. She trembles when it is massaged. One thought keeps running through my mind, what does she tastes like? Rubbing her clit, she finally grabs my hand holding it against her pussy and her body shudders with a climax. "You are the first guy that has done that too me, usually all they want to do is get on top of me. That is really nice." Another ego builder, lifting my finger to my nose, the scent is intriguing, even better when tasting it. I look at her and then her pussy. The silent inquiry must have got to her, as she lays back, lifts her knees and then spreads her large thighs, exposing the large luv lips and one very large pink moist cunt, her clitoris stands out beckoning me. I can't believe the large opening of her asshole. There is no comparison to Susan. The scent is working on me. What seems to be an automatic reaction has my face buried in her slit. Her cream is a more potent than Janna or Susan, but just as plentiful. Mouthing her clitoris has her hips bucking, she is one strong girl. Finally she raises her hips and stiffens her body and has a tremendous climax. "Where did you learn that? That is another first for me, are you sure you are only twelve?" Dipping my face back into her pussy, she reaches another thundering climax. Finally grabbing my hair she pulls me on top of her, it is a pleasant sensation. She wiggles her body and my cock slips into a soft moist pocket, raising her hips towards me my full length disappears inside of her. There is nothing that can describe the sensation of the warm moist glove like feeling registering on my cock. Mouths have been nice sucking me, but this is something else. Instinct takes over; the natural thing to do is start pumping, there is nothing like it. Brenda hugs me; to say that she is strong is an understatement as she squeezes my breath out. Finally releasing me, we settle into a natural rhythm, all I can think of is extending this wonderful feeling, but realizing when I cum it will end. Brenda continues to make grunting sounds; three times she lifts me upwards her body trembling with climaxes. Then at the point of no return, my cum floods deep inside of her. There is no describing the relief of ejaculating in her pussy. This is what memories are made of. Brenda opens her eyes. "Tom, you can fuck me anytime. You are the first that made me climax, usually they get on top of me and after three strokes they are pumping cum in me. I can't believe you actually licked me down there, it felt like wow." The feeling of total relief and exhaustion descends over me. This is something that Susan and I will have to do. My cock shrivels up and slips out of Brenda's cunt. Moving down, my mouth on her nipple I suck, she brings her arms around my head and cuddles me to her bosom. "That feels so good. I can't believe how good you make me feel. I like cock, but yours is the best so far." Standing, my cock is coated with her excretions; the smell of our sex fills the room. Brenda is still lying on her back with her legs spread, a stream of creamy cum slowly making its way between her bum cheeks, on closer examination her sizable asshole is being coated with a combination of me and her. "Next time you can use the back door." She giggles at me, noticing the blank look on my face, backdoor? "My asshole stupid, you can fuck me there. The next best thing from being fucked in my pussy is my asshole. Some guys think it is dirty, but I think it really feels good." If it feels anything like what her pussy feels like, I am all for it. I can't wait to tell Susan about what happened. Then it hits me she may not see my learning curve the same way I do. After getting dressed, I look at Brenda, she hasn't moved, her legs are still spread showing me the result of my first fuck. She lifts both legs straight up and moves them towards her head, then reaches her bum cheeks and spreads. Her asshole opens up like a flower. "This is where I want you next time. Will I see you in the park tomorrow?" "Yes." "Good, just remember anytime you want to fuck, you can ask me yourself." In the garage and grabbing my bike, I flick the switch and the door rises. Riding home, I feel a little smug after my experience. It seems like it takes forever to get home. Fortunately, I don't encounter anyone; Susan must be out with Bree. What kind of a third degree did she face today? Just the thought of Susan coming to my room tonight has my Ding-a-ling tingling with anticipation. In the bathroom, I make a though investigation of my tool, except for a bit of redness it is no worse for wear, it will be ready for Susan tonight. In my room, I do a search of the word fucking, did you know there are hundreds of thousands of sites with that word. Managing to find one in regard to AIDs, it refers to fucking as sexual intercourse. My second search didn't find as many sites, but it did direct me to an informative one. After reading it, I am even more confused. It referred to unprotected sex and pregnancy. Then searching further, pregnancy is the result of sexual intercourse. Did I get Brenda pregnant? But she told me she had other guys between her legs and she never got pregnant. Additional explanations are about a woman's period and the fact that girls have to have started their periods before they can get pregnant. Obviously, Brenda didn't have hers, and as far as I know Susan doesn't as well, but I will ask tonight. In my searching, I come across a number of pictures of people doing what Brenda and I did, saving them in a special file, I plan to show Susan and suggest we do the same thing. What confuses me is some of the men have balloons covering there cocks, what are they for. Also, many of the older women do not have any hair on their pussies, another mystery. There is an advertisement for those balloons and after clicking on it, the name condom is used to describe them. A further search informs me they are used to prevent pregnancy and sexually transmitted diseases and they are readily available at drug stores and pharmacies. There are so many things to learn. My life seems to be changing by the hour, and is all because Andy likes sucking my cock. From his sister Janna, to Susan, and today Brenda, what else can happen? During dinner, Susan keeps looking at me and twice touched my with her toes, she is trying to rub my Ding-a-ling. She looks bad with her wily smile. Then she looks at mom and dad who are not paying any attention to us and mouths the word 'tonight'. To which I answer yes with a nod. Offering to help mom with the dishes nearly floors her. "What trouble are you in young man?" "No trouble mom, what makes you think that?" "Well, you are not fighting with your sister for one thing, mind it is nice to eat without a war going on, and now you ask me if I would like some help with the dishes. So you have to be up to something." "No mom, there is nothing, Susan and I had a talk yesterday and decided to be friends instead of biting each other’s head off." She looks at me, and then Susan, still not believing miracles can happen. "Yes, mom we are growing up, as Tom said we have agreed not to tease each other, actually why don't you and dad go and relax and Tom and I will do the dishes." Still not sure of this new revelation, she reluctantly grabs dads hand and leads him to the living room. We hear the television come on and the news broadcast. Susan is at the sink while I gather the dishes and put away everything else. Soon we are standing side by side, her washing and me drying. "Tom, I have so much to tell you tonight, do you think we could go to bed early?" "No, mom might think we are sick and come checking." "Oh darn, I can't wait." Reaching over, my fingers run over her cheeks, she leans into my hand; I can't believe this is happen, so I can understand mom's reluctance. Susan is so soft and warm. My cock grows, Susan grasp me with her wet hand leaving a damp hand mark on the front of my shorts. She giggles. Now I hope mom and dad don't have a desire to come into the kitchen to check on us, it would prove really embarrassing. Finally done, we join mom and dad. At eight, I excuse myself and hit the shower. The warm water feels good. Usually I would masturbate, but knowing Susan will be visiting tonight, I don't. Just remembering how good it felt on top of Brenda, I can't wait to suggest that to Susan. Once in my room, I bring up the file where the pictures are, the one on the screen shows a view from the rear, a thick cock is entering the young lady's cunt, both assholes are very distinguished and then I wait. It isn't long before the sound of water flowing permeates the room indicating Susan is showering, it won't be long. The water stops. Eventually there is a knock on my door; Susan enters, though tonight she is only wearing the top of her baby dolls, the bottoms are in her hand. I can clearly see the beautiful shape of her luv lips; she looks at the computer monitor, stops and then stares for a moment. Just the thought of her joining me has me at full glory. She moves towards me, lifting the baby doll off her shoulders; it falls to the floor followed by the bottoms from her hand. She is on top of me kissing, my hands run up and down the soft skin of her back. When we come up for air we seem to say the same thing in unison. "Do I have a lot to tell you?" *** If interest is shown, part two will be forthcoming.