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Back Seat of Calvin's 1954 Lincoln Capri
by Buttercup
***
Calvin was a high school senior in the mid 50's and his
sexual conquests were legendary. Even his sisters and
mother fell under his spell. (Fmf-teens, bi, inc, 1st,
oral, anal, scat)
***
During high school, I was lucky enough to have a new
car, thanks to my mom, and in those days style wasn't
always the important thing. Having any model of the
automobile was the main thing. We didn't have rice
burners with funny sounding exhaust, or high riser
pickups, we had and took what was offered.
In fact, the sporty vehicles of my youth were a
Studebaker Silver Hawk or Golden Hawk. They led the way
to the sport look of toady's automobiles. There was the
"Hollywood Rake" where the front end of a '50 or '51
Mercury's was lowered and the tops cut down.
The fifties saw the ushering in of sport vehicles such
as the Ford Thunderbird and Chevrolet Corvette. They
hit the car market, but were priced out of the money
range of us kids. One of the sporty cars that came out
in the fifties was the Ford retractable hardtop. But
I'm talking during my junior and senior years of high
school, and getting a new car in 1953, which was a four
door '54 Lincoln Capri, was truly something for a boy
in rural Appalachia.
#
The first girl I took for a ride in my new car was
named a blonde haired cutie named Janice. This adorable
girl was a freshman, and I was a junior. The girl was
not known to be a "bad girl" in any way, and was
considered a "good girl" and during the fifties that
was what you called a girl who didn't mess around. I'll
never forget when I took her home from a square dance
and how I got lucky when we got back to her house.
We parked in her drive way, and she made no effort to
stop me from laying her down on the seat, but how we
ended up in the back seat I don't recall.
Without taking her panties off, I was soon getting my
cock off in her pussy. She made no sounds and I don't
think I did, except Janice grunted out, "Ugh... ugh,"
when I shoved my dick in her. Janice had me worried at
one point as she had moved her feet up in the air and
having her shoes on, I was afraid she'd get foot prints
on the headliner. "Damn, what if she makes marks on the
roof of the car, and mom sees them; "I still remember
thinking at the time
All the way home I thought how I'd gotten my nuts off
in Janice, but how dumb I was as I had fucked her
without a condom. I took Janice out once after that and
we had sex, but for whatever the reason, I lost
interest in her right away.
I guess it was because when I told my best buddy, Ernie
I'd taken Janice out, he informed me he'd heard her
brother had fucked her. "Hell, no one fucks their
brother, I replied..." then I thought of my twin and
thought... maybe that was why Janice seemed to know
what to do," I said to myself.
#
One night I had Marilyn with me after something at
school, but I don't remember what it was. Anyway, I and
Marilyn had gotten it on during the previous summer
when we were both fifteen.
Marilyn and I had messed around from the time we were
twelve. I think I was just short of my thirteenth
birthday when I first stuck my finger in her pussy and
did what we boys called, "Finger-fuck."
Marilyn loved for me to play with her big tits, and I
knew she was a 36-B when she was only 13. The first
time I got her to let me suck her tits; I took out my
cock and put her hand around my hard-on. It wasn't
until several times after that that I got Marilyn to
jack me off. This went on between us until one day we
were riding our bikes and peddled onto a trail to get
oil drilling equipment through to where some wells had
been drilled.
We stopped near a grove of trees, I'll always remember
the day in the hemlock trees, as I got a hand job, and
sucked Marilyn's nipples. This was the first time I had
ever done so in the daylight and could look at her
boobs and pussy. We'd both undressed, and this was also
a first. Now that I recall the experience, Marilyn
undressed first and told me to, also.
While she was jerking me off, I moved on top of
Marilyn, and she asked with alarm in her voice, "What
are you doing... no... don't put it in me."
Hell, Marilyn seemed to open her legs and before either
of us knew what was happening, I was up her pussy, and
she cried out, "Ugh, Ughhhhh, that hurts, stop!"
Instead I continued moving my cock in and out of her
pussy, and I must have gotten my nuts off in less than
a minute. I'd started fucking my teenage neighbor, and
after shoving my cock up her, Marilyn moaned out,
"Ugh," and I shot my load. For a while I lay in wonder
about having got my first piece. Then I got up from on
top of her, as she told me to do. I recall looking down
and saw Marilyn was bleeding and understood I had
gotten her cherry.
Very coldly Marilyn scolded me and chastised me by
accusing me of raping her. I was scarred I would be in
trouble, but in another few minutes Marilyn was getting
my pecker hard and I was soon plowing her once again,
and Marilyn once more cried out, "Ugh," as I pushed my
cock in her.
The second time when we fucked, Marilyn continued
moaning and making crazy sounds as I shoved my cock in
and out of her pussy. When I went off, I heard Marilyn
utter, "Ugh... ugh...oh my, Calvin I like you," and
while she was speaking I felt her hips rise up from the
ground, and she hugged my neck.
So at the age of 15 I got fucked for the first time,
and found it was better than jacking-off or having a
girl give me a hand-job.
To this day I've found women say "ugh" when they are
fucking or getting off, even if they say nothing else.
#
One day at school and in study hall, Donna Jepsen was
seated next to me, which wasn't the seat she normally
sat in during the study period. She slipped me a note
and wanted to know if she could drive my car... as she
had seen me drive to school.
I wrote back on the slip of paper, did you get your
drivers license? Reaching down, she picked up her
billfold from under the seat, which had a shelf to
store your books when you were using the small desk top
chair.
Showing me her license, she smiled and wrote on the
paper, "Okay?"
I wrote back on the paper, "Yeah, I guess you can -
where do you want to drive to, and guess we should skip
lunch?
"Sure, we'll forgo lunch and how about riding up
Coonville Road," Donna wrote.
My mind said this was not really happening as Donna had
a boyfriend who had graduated the year before and the
place she mentioned was noted for being isolated and
where couples parked. When we pulled out of the school
parking lot, Donna blew the horn at her friends to show
off and that she was driving my car.
I guess we took about ten minutes to reach the place
where she wanted to go. While we were riding to where
she was headed, Donna asked me, "Cal, may I drive your
car besides today, and maybe I could drive some of the
girls around... would you let me? I didn't answer her,
but thought, "Unless I'm along your not driving my car.
"
Later on I found out she and her boyfriend parked in
this open field. Shortly we arrived at the top of the
Coonville Road hill, and she pulled into one of the
small roads the people who parked had made through the
high grass area leading from the road into some
farmer's field which was no longer farmed.
Making a circle in the field, Donna pulled back toward
the path she had driven into, and stopped where the car
couldn't be seen from the road. For a few minutes we
just talked and she had turned sideways in the seat
behind the wheel, and asked me, "Maybe we should get in
back, there's more room to sit, and it's uncomfortable
behind this steering wheel."
I didn't tell her to just let the front seat back, so I
opened the door on my side of the car, and as I closed
mine, I saw Donna was still sitting behind the wheel.
Knowing she expected me to open the door for her, I
walked around and opened the door and she got out and
moved to the back door and I opened it for her.
Watching Donna get in the back seat, she moved to the
center and I got in behind her. In a couple of minutes
she reached out and took my hand in hers. I pulled her
to me and decided to go for broke, as she was the one
who parked, and if all we did was kissy-face then that
would be okay, perhaps there would be another time.
While we were kissing, I felt Donna move my hand up
till it was resting on her right breast. I started
feeling completely over her stomach and chest, while I
was cupping and playing with both her breast. While
feeling her tits, I unbuttoned her blouse and to my
surprise Donna made no indication I should stop.
Thinking, I might just as well see if she will let me
take it off, I begin to tug it from the waist of her
skirt. In no time I all, Donna's, bra covered tits were
in front of me, and I reached around behind her and
unsnapped her bra.
Before me was a set of tits that all of us guys wanted
to feel and suck. I moved my face over those nice round
titties, and man I was in seventh heaven. Donna had the
pinkest and largest nipples I had ever seen.
Before long I moved my hand down to her legs while I
was sucking her tits. I was happy to discover she did
not stop me from feeling her legs, and those
cheerleader and majorette legs were being felt up like
crazy.
Moving my fingers to the crotch of her panties did not
meet with resistance. I moved my hands over her stomach
and caught the waist of Donna's panties and begin to
tug them down.
Donna spoke for the first time and told me, "Wait, I
don't want my skirt wrinkled or messed up, so let me
take it and my panties off - aren't you going to
undress?"
I was nude in no time at all, and no preliminaries were
needed, as Donna lay back on the seat and I was soon
pumping my cock back and forth in her pussy. Two things
I recall from getting it from Donna was she didn't
shave the edges of her pussy, and when we were having
sex, she would say over and over, "Ugh - ugh, Cal -
ugh."
After getting off, and I think Donna did also, she
grabbed my hips in her hands and held my butt as I shot
my come up her pussy. Donna was bumping her butt up
from the seat while moaning out, and at the end cried
out rather loudly, "Ugh - ughhh!"
Before we got dressed, Donna asked if I was driving my
car to school the next day as she wanted to drive it
again. Then she told me, "When we get back to school,
just tell anyone who ask where we drove too, just say
into town."
"How about I come by some night and we can go ride
around," I asked Donna?
"No, I'm dating Bob and you know he and I are going
steady."
Thinking to myself, "You going steady with a guy and I
just gave your pussy a load of my ball juice - sure as
hell glad your not my girlfriend." I thought, "So hell
if is going with Bob, I just fucked her and I know she
will want fucked again tomorrow."
The following day I drove to school, and once more we
rode up to park on Coolville Road, and this time we got
in the back seat and started to undress without even
speaking.
Donna lie down on the back seat, and now that I'm older
believe this must be what a whore does, she undresses,
flops back on the bed, and the John gets on and gets
off. I moved on top of Donna and as I was already
erect, I commenced fucking her.
I was sucking Donna's breasts and found out later, I
left sucker marks on her tits. She was pissed and would
never ride with me again. That day we did it three
times, and so I had sex with the one girl every guy in
school wanted to get with. Yeah, I was lucky but she
refused to go riding with me after the sucker mark
incident.
#
One day I was at home and decided to ride my bike down
to the store, which wasn't that far, but later I was
glad I had made the decision to ride my bike. The small
village I lived in was on top of a fairly high hill,
and a cute girl with some hellacious legs lived at the
bottom of one side of the hill. They weren't overly
large, but they had meat on them that made me want to
get with her.
Kathleen was just a month or so short of being
thirteen, and as far I knew at the time, she hadn't had
sex. I purchased a bottle of Cream Soda, and walked
outside to sit on the porch; Kathleen walked up the
steps to the store and spoke. In minute she returned
back outside and sat on one of the chairs next to me.
She was wearing shorts, and her legs looked terrific
and wished I could touch them.
Katherine had a Pepsi in her hand and candy bar in the
other. She sat down next to me and we talked for a
while. Perhaps we spoke for fifteen minutes and she
asked if I would ride her down to her house on my bike.
"Why don't I get my car and drive you down," I asked.
"My mom would have a fit if she knew I was in a car
with a boy," Katherine replied.
"So don't tell her - why don't we go for a ride?"
"Not today, maybe tomorrow I can make up an excuse that
I want to visit your sister and we can go for a ride,"
Katherine said and again asked if I would give her a
ride on my bike, "I'll set on the frame bars, okay?"
Thinking about getting her in my car, I said yes, and
we walked to my bike. Katherine was wearing shorts, and
as I peddled her toward the hill, and we were finally
past the last house in the village, I told her, "You
have terrific legs - may I just touch them, I won't try
anything else honest, but your legs always makes me
crazy?"
"Cal, do you promise - if you want to okay, but let's
pull down that old road part way down the hill."
I knew the road had at one time went to a farm but the
house and all the buildings were torn down and the road
was now used by the man who owned the land to get back
to the fields of the farm. Pulling down the lane, I
found it was really bumpy and I had to take my hand
from Katherine's legs just to steer the bicycle.
Finally we were at a place where there was grass
growing and I stopped the bike.
Katherine didn't say anything as I was rubbing my hands
all over her legs. Finally she told me, "The bars are
hurting my behind, and can we get off the bike?"
I allowed her to get off the bars, and I got off the
bike to sit on the grass. Watching Katherine, I saw her
lie down on the grass and she told me, "Cal lay down
with me."
How I begin touching her legs while we were lying on
the grass I have lost in my mind. The one thing I do
remember is my hands were feeling her legs, and all the
way up to her shorts covered crotch.
Moving one of my hands on her breasts and Katherine
caught my hand in hers but didn't pull mine away. I
realized she wasn't wearing a bra after I pushed her
top up; I was surprised at how small her breasts were.
Then I realized she was only twelve so her tits would
come later. They had light pinkish-brown nipples and
her breasts couldn't have been more than slight rises
on her chest.
I liked sucking her nipples, but when I moved to unzip
her shorts and then unbutton the button at the top of
her shorts, she grabbed my hand, and told me, "You
can't take them off - maybe you can if we go for a ride
in your car."
I eased my hand down inside her unfastened shorts and
under the waist of her panties and found she had very
little hair on her pussy. For perhaps an hour we lay
playing together but she refused to touch my cock.
Finally she said I was hurting her and asked me to take
my fingers from between her legs. I will always
remember how wet her pussy got as I played with her.
When we sit up and she pulled her top down and then
commenced to fasten her shorts, Katherine being to cry.
"Cal, I've never done anything like this before,
promise you'll tell we did anything."
"I won't tell - I promise Katherine."
The next day I was lucky as my mother and two sisters
went with another woman and her daughter to some party
- I think it was a Stanley Home Party, but anyway I was
home alone when Katherine knocked on the door. We got
in the car and rode around for about a half hour and I
drove to a place where I knew we could park in a field
and not be seen.
Once we were parked, I was holding hands with Katherine
and she seemed highly nervous and I asked if something
was wrong. Instead of answering me, she simply shook
her head to mean nothing was wrong. Reaching over I
took her other hand in mine, and she moved across the
seat and leaned against me.
"Cal, I shouldn't have let you touch me like I did
before, but my desires made me wish to experience what
it was like to mess around. You won't tell anyone if I
let you touch me inside my panties once again, will
you? Promise me you won't tell the guys you hand around
with I let you feel me up and what I did to you."
"No, I won't tell anyone, but are you saying you'd
never played around before?" Before she could answer
me, I decided to go for broke and asked, "Katherine,
would you like to get in the back seat where it would
be more comfortable?"
"You might try something, maybe we can just sit here
for a while, or walk around a little way," Katherine
replied.
I opened my car door and got out and continued to hold
Katherine's hand and helped her exit the car so we
could walk as she requested. When I opened the back
door of my car, to get back in the Lincoln with the
cute girl, I saw Katherine's face had an odd look on
it, and thought at the time, "She knows I want to fuck
her. Now she is afraid because she wants to do it with
me."
We started kissing and messing around and she didn't
know how to kiss, but I was soon running my hand under
her top and feeling her tiny breasts. Reaching down, I
unfastened the Levis Katherine was wearing and asked
her to rise up her hips so I could feel her up easier.
For perhaps five minutes she let me feel her pussy, but
wouldn't let me take her pants down far enough to
really play stink-finger.
In a little while, Katherine asked, "May we take the
blanket and lay on the ground on it instead of being in
the car?"
Thinking I might be able to get her pants and panties
off if I agreed to that, I told her yeah. We spread the
blanket on the ground under a couple of big maple trees
and lay down. Within a few minutes I had her completely
undressed and I was soon nude myself. I sucked her tiny
nipples and she seemed to enjoy the attention I gave
them.
Using my hand, I placed hers on my cock and when she
resisted holding it, asked, "Please, I want to feel
your hand holding my cock and your hand is so soft."
Before long I felt Katherine kind of stroking me but
knew this was something new for her, or so I guessed.
In a little while I moved and lay on her body, as she
tried to keep her legs together, but used mine to keep
hers spread apart. Pushing my cock head in the edge of
her pussy, caused Katherine to cry out, "Ugh, no -
don't do me, I've never before."
Instead of stopping I made a few moves into and back
out of her pussy. When I felt her pussy get wet and
loose, I shoved my cock in quick and hard. "Ugh - ugh -
ugh no more - noooo, damn you Cal," Katherine cried out
and she was striking me on my head with her fist. I
continued to fuck her and when I shot my come in her,
she cried out again and this time told me, "You
shouldn't have done it to me, I'm too young."
Just before I went off, I heard Katherine making the
"Ugh" sound, and I listened as she voiced it
repeatedly.
That she was too young for me to have fucked was likely
the truth, but by the time we went home in the
afternoon, I'd done Katherine four times. I will always
be thankful we had gotten out of the car to have sex.
Katherine bled more than any virgin I ever got. The
blanket we'd lain on was so messed up; I just left it
on the ground when we drove away from the field.
Driving home, she asked me if I would see her again,
and I told her, "Yeah, when can I see you again?"
"Maybe we can go to town to the A&W Saturday night,"
she replied.
"Sure, why not see if your mom will let me drive you to
town Saturday night and I'd like to take you out."
That day was the last time I got to be with Katherine.
Not only did she ask her mother if I could drive her
into town on Saturday, she admitted we had been out
riding around. Seems like her mother went to find her
and as my mother and sisters weren't home, she got
boiling mad. When Katherine was 16, she started dating
a guy and she ended up pregnant, but they never
married.
#
During my junior year in school I was asked by one of
the girls in the class play if I would give her a ride
home. The first night she rode home with me nothing
much was said, except she was telling me about her
boyfriend. The second night I jokingly asked if she
would show me where they parked when making out.
"We don't make out," and as she was speaking and
giggling at the same time, informed me that sometimes
they undressed but didn't do anything, "Turn down
Madison Road when you get there," Helen instructed.
No guy gets naked with a girl and nothing happens that
I was well aware of so evidently Helen and her
boyfriend Merl must be fucking I reasoned. Knowing I
might get lucky, I asked, "Helen could we undress and I
promise not do anything? Man I would love to see you
naked. I can't help believing you would look fantastic
when you don't have any close on, because you're one
cute looking girl when your naked. Tonight you were
sure attractive dressed up in the wedding dress you
have to wear in the play."
"You're terrible Cal - wanting to look at me naked.
Pull into the old township road at the curve and drive
about a quarter mile down the road until you come to
the old driveway." Helen said, "It leads to where my
parents used to live."
"Oh yeah, I know that old house, some of us have
climbed around in it looking for treasure," I informed
her.
"You really thought I looked beautiful in the wedding
gown and want to see me with nothing on - just nude -
what do you believe will happen if I undress?"
"You have a great figure and I know you will look
stunning and gorgeous - I love watching you walk when
you wear Levis. What will happen depends on you, but I
won't do anything you don't want, I promise... because
I'll want to see you naked again."
Once I had parked the car and turned around in the car
seat, I was talking about anything and everything, and
hoping Helen would move toward me in the seat. When
nothing seemed to be working, I reached out and took
her hand in mine. Helen told me, "Cal, I'm in love with
Merl so I can't do anything."
Wondering what she would say if I simply asked her to
get in the back seat, I uttered somewhat of a lucky
request. "Can we get in the back and undress - at least
I can see your terrific looking, even if we can't do
anything?"
"You promise not to tell every guy in school if I
undress and let you look at me... Cal you mustn't tell
anyone - you'll keep it between us?"
Was my luck going to become real and I looked at Helen
and told her, "No way would I ever tell anyone we were
naked together, but I would love to look at you. Helen,
please get in back with me."
I didn't wait for her answer but got out of the car and
opened the back door. Wondering what Helen would do, I
looked at her as she slid over to the driver's side of
the car and got out. When she got in the back seat, I
watched Helen, but was afraid to speak in case she
might change her mind. Before my eyes Helen unfastened
her dress down the front where it was buttoned and took
it off.
I looked as Helen hiked her slip up, in those days
woman and girls wore an undergarment called a slip,
which was like a thin dress. Helen had one on that was
all lace across the top which covered her white bra,
which we guys called a double-barreled sling shot.
Helen was now in her bra and panties and as she turned
her back to me, asked, "Cal, will you unfasten my
bra... aren't you going to get undressed?"
"Yep, but I want to watch you first... I love your
slip." When Helen turned around, she had pulled her bra
off and before my eyes were some large boobs. I still
remember how they looked in the moon light, and they
had to have been a D-cup, and on Helen's five foot
body, and she wasn't heavy, her jugs looked like
monsters.
Then before my eyes, Helen turned so her legs were
outside of the car while she was seated on the back
seat. She took a hold of her panties and I remember
they were light blue, and slowly removed them. Before
me was a very pretty naked girl with large jugs.
By now I was undressed and reached out and took Helen's
hand in mine and kind of pulled her from the car. I was
surprised she made no resistance when she stepped from
my car. That night the gods were with me as there was a
full moon, and we could see what each other looked
like.
"Your look big..." I heard my classmate say, as she was
gripping my cock in her hand. Helen moved backwards to
the car and sat down on the back seat and before I knew
what was happening I was getting my first blow-job.
Flowing though my cock were strange and terrific
sensations and I lasted less than a half minute when
getting blown for the first time. Before I was even
thinking about coming, I begin blasting my come in
Helen's mouth. I remember grabbing Helen's head in my
hands and holding her mouth over my cock until I
finished coming.
After I finished coming, Helen scooted back on the seat
and I got in with her. We sat and talked for a while
and I was playing with her pussy and tits. While
sucking her nipples, Helen gripped my cock in her hand
and pulled me on top of her. She commenced rubbing my
cock in the edge of her pussy and against her clit.
"Let my cock go in you Helen," I said with an anxious
voice.
"No, just let me do this... I like feeling it against
me... ugh... ugh, oh Cal... ughhh," Helen was uttering
as I shot my come all over the entrance of her pussy. I
was certain Helen got off by rubbing the head of my
cock against her clit.
Each night during the next week, I gave Helen a ride
home from play practice and she would suck me off.
There was no doubt Helen loved jacking-me-off by
rubbing my cock against her pussy, but stopped me from
fucking her.
Finally I convinced Helen to let me work my cock off
just inside the edge of her pussy, so she could get off
with me. I swore to her I wouldn't go all the way.
Finally I got to the point where Helen trusted me after
explaining I would only put the head of my cock in her
and she finally allowed me to work the head back and
forth in her pussy.
How many loads of come I shot in the edge of her pussy
and between her labium and all the way up her snatch,
over the next several nights I can't recall. There were
some nights she let me do it in her three times and she
didn't seem to mind when I would stroke at least half
of my cock up her hole. By the time the class play was
over, my fun with Helen ended and Helen ended up
pregnant.
When I worked my cock in the entrance of Helen's pussy,
I never shoved it all the way in her, but only half way
up her welcoming pussy. I moved my cock in her
welcoming cunt so that when I shot my nuts off, my come
must have splashed against her womb. A few times each
night as I was going part way in Helen's pussy, she
would grunt out, "Ugh." I could have fucked my cock all
then way up her pussy, but I never did, and don't know
why as she didn't try to stop me no matter how deep I
shoved up her.
Helen was showing she was pregnant a month after school
ended at the close of our junior year. Helen and Merl
were married two months after school was out.
A week before Helen was married she called me at my
mons and asked if she could meet me as it was
important. "Cal, tomorrow evening I will walk out the
road where we always parked around five, can you be
there?"
I was not happy about seeing her, as it was common
knowledge Helen was knocked-up. Merl had told a couple
of guys he always used condoms and couldn't understand
how Helen got knocked up by him as he always had a
condom full of come when he finished.
The next afternoon, I drove down the road and saw Helen
walking toward me. I pulled over and she jumped in my
car and told me to go where we parked. During the few
minutes it took to drive where we parked, Helen said
nothing. As soon as I parked, Helen turned and looked
at me and tears running down her face showed me she was
crying.
"Cal, you know I'm having a baby and Merl doesn't
believe it's his, although we are getting married. Have
you ever told anyone about you and I having sex?"
"No, I would never do that and hurt you. Why are you
concerned about what we did," I asked Helen?
"You are likely the father of my baby, but I don't want
to have anyone know I messed around on Merl. If anyone
knew they'd believe I was a bad girl like my sisters,
and you know about them. Also Merl wouldn't marry me...
oh Cal, what should I do?"
"Why do you think it is my baby? I never went all the
way in you. I guess we did go all the way... we really
did more than only mess around. Helen, my shooting my
come up your pussy could have gotten you pregnant and I
never used a condom. Are you upset if I knocked you
up," I asked the still sobbing class mate? " I was not
finished asking Helen about my doing her and giving her
my come for about four weeks and three nights a week at
that. I couldn't finish my sentence as Helen cut me off
as I was speaking to her.
"Cal, you shot your stuff in me several times every
night we parked and we didn't take precautions... you
never wore a condom. Oh Cal, I liked you doing it the
way we did... but yours is the only come that got
inside me."
"Will you get in the back seat with me and make true
love with me, not just the part way this time? Cal,
don't laugh at me when you see how fat I've gotten,"
Helen told me?"
I got out of the car and walked around and opened her
door for Helen. We got in the back seat and she grabbed
me and started French kissing me with what I recognized
as heated passion. No more than a minute went by and
she asked if I wanted to undress and go all the way. I
wanted to see what a pregnant girl looked like and
thought this would be one hell of a way to find out.
Helen was going on five months pregnant and when she
was naked I loved seeing how big her boobs had grown.
Her stomach was kind of round but not really all that
big at the time. When I was undressed and sucking her
swollen nipples, Helen pulled me down on the seat of
the Lincoln.
Once we were reclining on the car seat, Helen was
kissing me with such force it hurt my gums and lips.
Pausing for a moment in her kissing and she was leading
the action this time and Helen was in full control. I
heard her ask, "Calvin Anderson, will you fuck me all
the way and do it however you want, but I want to feel
you ride me like you're are my husband and I know
you're the father of our child. Are you happy to be a
father?"
"Helen I must say yes and I hope you never regret
keeping our relationship from Merl. I love feeling your
stomach so nice and round and your boobs must be larger
than D-cups now your pregnant. Yeah, I want to make
love with you and now I can at least bury my cock deep
up inside your warm sex."
Moving over her body, I found Helen didn't hinder my
getting between her legs and I started to push my cock
in the edge of her pussy to go part way, Helen
whispered, "Remember you can go all the way up inside
my body this time," and as she spoke, Helen made a
chuckling sound and added, "I sure as heck can't get
pregnant when I'm already pregnant - with your baby,
Calvin."
Although I wanted to shove my cock up her fast and
hard, I decided to truly make love with my five month
pregnant sexual partner. Taking about four slow and
gentle strokes with my cock, and it seemed longer and
thicker than it had ever been, I finally bottomed out
in Helen's pussy.
"My god Calvin Anderson, I didn't know a cock could
reach so deep up in me. You seen so much longer and
thicker than I've ever felt before this moment - - -
Calvin, I will tell you right now, I will always love
you and never forget this moment in my life. You're
making love to me, we aren't just having sex - Calving
I'm ready to come!"
While I continued doing her, Helen was becoming even
more vocal and was uttering, "Ugh, ugh... oh Cal, I
wanted you to have me for real as you should have me
completely at least once... and you of all people
desire that. You're my baby's father... ugh... oh Cal
I'm getting off, Calvin come with me - give me your
male cream!"
That day I received the best and most active sex I had
ever gotten at that point in my life. Helen's body
bounced up and down on the seat and her arms and legs
seemed to go in every direction. My classmate knew each
time I was about to come and would tell me over and
over, "Ughhh, oh Calvin, come in me... aughhhh, yes
Calvin. God Yes, my darling Calvin, fuck me forever!"
We did it four times that day and before we dressed,
Helen asked me if she was good at making love?
"You're the best I have ever had. Helen, it seems
strange for us to be having sex and you're getting
married. If possible I'd like to see you again. Call me
or drop me a note and I will be more than happy to see
you anytime."
"That is so sweet of you Calvin, and I'm already a wife
or by-thundering-hell, I would find a way for us to be
married - Calvin, you will never know how much I wish
Merl could fuck like you - he's never made me climax."
Before she had her baby, Helen obtained her drivers
license, and called one evening and asked if we could
meet? "Sure, when and where," I asked, "and by the way
Helen, I have been hoping you would call me?"
We met on a Sunday afternoon and drove about fifty
miles from our homes and I got a motel room. When we
were in the room I undressed Helen who was more than
eight months pregnant. Helen was very large and her
breasts must have been double what they were before she
was pregnant.
Helen lay on her back and I was on my side with me
behind her hips. When I made love to her from behind,
it was different and we had sex three times that day.
Before we left, Helen told me that Merl wanted to know
who she had been with and got her pregnant. "Cal, I
always till him he was the only one I ever went all the
way with and he knew I was a virgin my first time and
the condom must have broken or his stuff leaked out
around the edge and he must not have put it on
correctly one time."
When the baby was about a year old, I meet Helen one
day and we enjoyed sex in her bedroom for more than six
hours. Her husband, Merl, was working on pipelines in
Michigan, so we didn't have to hurry. Helen had
regained her figure and in fact looked better than
ever. That day we had sex that seemed to increase in
pleasure each time we joined our bodies together.
After high school I moved from my home town to attend
college and after college and a stint in the military,
I commenced working and never enjoyed Helen's love
making again. It wasn't until our thirty-fifth alumni
that I saw Helen again. She wanted sex and I found out
she and Merl were divorced. However, she had become
strange and I didn't want to get with her. One thing
was certain, at 52 years of age; Helen was an ultra-
attractive woman. In fact her body appeared to look
like a young woman in her 20's.
#
Before I was getting it on with Helen, I met a girl
named Beulah, who was a dark-curly-haired cute girl.
Beulah had the deepest smile and dimples of any girl
I've ever met or dated. We dated a few times during the
latter part of my junior year and it took me a half-
dozen dates before I could feel her tits. One evening
we went to a drive in restaurant to have some burger
and fries. While we were speaking with some of my
friends, and one was a girl who I wanted to get with
stopped and they all spoke with me.
Beulah lived in another county but close to where I
lived. She didn't really know any of my friends, other
than those she met when we went out. While speaking
with Carol, I felt Beulah digging her nails into my leg
very hard and knew she was capable of becoming jealous
and I wondered if she was a mean girl?
Finally Beulah said, "Let's leave."
I understood Beulah was jealous and didn't want me
speaking with another girl. Taking our food with us, I
drove to the road that led to an old strip coal mine.
Parking next to some trees that allowed me to see if
anyone drove into the mine, I would be able to see
them, but they wouldn't spot me. In fact, in the past
when I had parked in the mine, I had been able to drive
from my hiding place and not be seen leaving.
While finishing our warm sandwiches and cold fries,
Beulah kept asking why I didn't like her and why was I
trying to get with the girl at the drive in restaurant.
Finally I had enough of her bitching and told her,
"Look, you won't let me touch you and I want a girl who
will make out at least a little. You keep your legs so
closed they must squeak when you part them to pee."
I didn't expect the slap when Beulah turned and struck
my face. She commenced crying and told me, "You
insulted me with that comment and you're cruel. Why
must I put out to date?"
"Beulah, that isn't true, but I like to at least touch
a girl and I've asked you a thousand times to let me at
least touch you. Have I ever asked you to put out? Tell
me just one time I ever asked you to fuck - just tell
me the one time and I will apologize." Studying
Buelah's face as I replied to her slap and comment
about putting out, I knew I had said the correct thing
and put her on the defense.
"So, if I don't let you have what you want I'm not
worth dating, is that what your saying, that isn't fair
and you know it, Cal."
"Look, I didn't say that and you're worth a lot but I
don't make getting laid a reason for dating you or any
girl. I don't recall ever asking you to have sex. I
admit I've asked to just caress and touch you and enjoy
having you do the same for me. Beulah I don't feel that
is unreasonable, because I like you or wouldn't have
dated you this long if I only wanted sex. You've always
refused my wanting to touch you. One thing I know for
certain is that you're a nice girl, but touching each
other I don't believe makes a girl or guy bad."
"Cal, I've never done anything before and worry that if
I allow you to touch me on different places - - - I'm
afraid of what you might think. If I allow you - are
you certain you will want to see me after you get what
you can by touching me - Calvin don't laugh but where
and how do boys touch girls?"
Moving my hand out I took Beulah's in mine and asked if
she'd like to take a small walk? Getting out of the
car, we held hands and strolled around the mine for
several minutes. I felt Beulah squeezing my hand
tightly in hers. I stopped and pulled her to me and
begin kissing her. I moved my hand all around on her
back and continued to caressing her back as we kissed.
Beulah always found pleasure in French kissing after I
finally convinced her it didn't mean I was asking for
sex. To my surprise she initiated the moving of our
tongues together. As we pressed our bodies tighter
together, I moved my hand down and started rubbing her
hips with my hand. After a minute or so, I was gripping
her hips and I felt her initiate the rubbing of her sex
against my hard-on.
Uncertain how to take what seemed an open invitation to
continue moving my hands on her hip, I simply enjoyed
Beulah's continued grinding of her pussy against my
erect cock. Moving my hand so it slipped under her
blouse I was feeling her breasts. I pushed her bra up
and started feeling bare skin all around her breasts
but hadn't cupped them. I knew she would become curious
and want more contact of my hand on her body and
especially to cup and squeeze her boobs. I felt Beulah
start to pull away, but found out she was only moving
so her hands could be on my hips and rub her pussy
harder against my cock.
"Cal, what do you want to do with me... tell me the
truth, please," Beulah asked me while keeping her lips
lightly on mine.
"If it were possible, I would enjoy undressing you and
simply look at you, not try to have sex, and not even
touching you unless you wished me to caress your lovely
body. I just want to see all of you, and that is the
honest truth, Beulah... may I?"
"Undress me, oh Cal, no one has seen me undressed.
Would you not try to do it with me? Honey, I'm
afraid... promise me you won't have me allow you to
take me."
As usual my plans of getting a girl to enjoy sex was to
have her tell me what she wants in words or actions.
Now I had just listened to another virgin ask me,
"...you won't have me allow you to take me." The other
thing that sealed Buelah's fate of having her cherry
popped was the intense pulling of my body to hers so
our pubic areas were now enjoying the dry-humping she
was doing and totally unaware of what she was doing.
We walked back to the car, and I opened the back door
and as we stood beside the open door, I unbuttoned and
removed Beulah's shirt, then unfastened her skirt and
let it drop down on the ground.
Beulah's breasts had to be 32-C and she was about five-
four and trim. When I unclipped her bra in the back of
her body, and eased it from her arms, she didn't
protest, but moved her arms so she was covering her
breasts.
Reaching to her waist, I eased her panties down and as
I slid then down her legs, I was kneeling in front of
her. The darkness of her pubic patch matched the black
hair on her head. Looking between her legs, I was
surprised at how much hair she had on her pussy.
For the first time ever I kissed a girl on her tummy
and her maiden hair. Having heard all the comments
about muff diving, eating snatch and the other words
describing a guy eating a girl's pussy, I kissed the
thick growth over her pussy.
I did my best to kiss her pussy, and was surprised when
Beulah opened her legs as best she could while standing
in front of me, so I could kiss the lips hidden between
her legs. I allowed my tongue lick her sex and I was
surprised that there was hardly any taste to the
wetness of her vagina. Beulah moaned and called out my
name, "Ohhhh, Calvin your making me feel so different,
ohhhh my darling I can't stop you - ever."
Standing back up, I hugged Beulah and she shuddered as
I kissed her, and at the time thought, she tastes her
own sex on my tongue and lips. I spread out the blanket
on the back seat as Beulah to get in the car. To my
complete surprise, Beulah lay back on the seat and I
hadn't asked her. Taking time to undress myself, I
watched as Beulah rose up on her arms so she could see
me.
When I pulled my shorts off, I was sporting one of the
hardest boners I'd ever gotten. When I started to get
in the car, I was shocked when Beulah lay back on the
car seat, and moved one leg up on the back of the car
seat and moved the other so it was resting off the seat
and her right foot was on the floor. I could barely
make out the crease amongst the thick growth of hair
between her legs, but her actions were telling me to do
whatever I wanted with her, which she had verbally
stated just moments before.
I moved my body over hers, and as my cock head touched
Beulah's pussy, she whispered softly, "Um, oh Calvin,
um, you can do what you wish, just don't leave me
afterwards."
Working my cock into the crack between her legs was
somewhat blocked with all the hair growing over the top
of her sex and along the lips, it seemed exceptionally
thick. Moving my hand down, I worked my cock till it
was lodged past both of her labium and between the
narrow slit of her pussy.
"Ugh - aughhhh, oh gawd Calvin, you're going to do me.
Calvin I've never done anything before! Aughhhhhhhhh,
it hurts, oh wait, I want... Cal wait, oh gawd it hurts
so much! Ohhhhh, my gawd!" I knew from her final
outburst I'd just breached her cherry, and slowly and
with sure strokes I begin making love to the latest
girl to be on the back seat of my Lincoln Capri.
While we were having sex I listened to Beulah's
repeatedly sounds of, "Ugh - ugh - ugh."
For a month after that, Beulah and I were a couple and
one evening when I was to take her out, she called me
and told me she didn't want to see me any more because
she was dating someone else. Damn I thought - she just
had the tables turned on me. Before hanging up the
phone, I told Beulah, "You saved me the problem of
breaking it off, thanks for the cherry."
Two weeks later, Beulah called and said she wanted to
get back together, as she and Jim busted up. I laughed
and told her, "Beulah, thanks for the cherry," and hung
up on her.
#
While I was dating Beulah, I met a girl named Sandy,
and her name was appropriate as she had beautiful red
hair. Sandy's hair reached nearly to her shoulders and
it had a natural curl.
Sandy went to a school in the county system that I did
and we were rivals in basketball and track. The choir
from each school joined together and presented a
musical program each year. I was in the chorus of the
school I attended and all the schools got together for
two combined rehearsals before the concert. Each school
practiced as a single choir so everyone knew the songs
we would be singing.
I drove to the small village where Sandy lived and
attended school, and this was the first time I had seen
her for about a month. There was about an hour before
we were all to gather in the school gym and start
practice, and I suggest to Sandy we walk across the
street from the school and get a pop or something.
For the time we had together, I learned she had busted
up with her boyfriend. I lied and said Beulah and I
were on the verge of breaking it off - guess I was
reading the future when I made the statement of us
splitting.
After the practice ended the first day, Sandy asked if
I could give her a ride home. Once we were in the car,
I jokingly asked where she parked, and instead of
answering me, Sandy told me no one was home, as her
parents both worked and wouldn't be home for at least
two hours.
We were in her driveway and she wouldn't let me in the
house as her mother forbid she take a boy in the house
if one of her parents weren't home. For perhaps ten
minutes we sat talking to each other, and I decided to
make a move on Sandy. What she was thinking I have no
idea, but I found no resistance as I was feeling her
boobs.
Running my hand under her long ballerina length skirt
and feeling her legs, Sandy didn't make me stop,
although Sandy grabbed onto my wrist. My fingers were
soon easing under her panty leg, and I was kissing her
and asked, "Would you like to get in back, there is
more room?"
We moved to the back seat of my car and I soon was
taking off Sandy's panties. Within moments I had her
blouse unbuttoned and her bra pushed up over her tits.
All this in less than five minutes after we got in the
back seat of my car. I moved Sandy down on the seat and
I was between her freckle covered legs. I wasted no
time and commenced fucking Sandy immediately. We did it
twice in the next half hour.
Sandy wasn't a virgin, but when I asked how many times
she had done it or with who, she told me, "It's none of
your fucking business."
There was one thing for certain, she had someone in her
before me, and her pussy was the most open one I was
ever in - I guess she just had a big pussy.
The next day was Friday and her mother told her she
could go with me to town with the other kids if she
wished. As we were leaving, her mother told her, be
home by 11:30 that night.
After eating and it was only about six, we walked up
and down the street and holding hands. Driving to the
A&W we had a root beer float. I drove out to park in my
favorite spot at the strip mine. We wasted no time in
getting in the back seat and as it was still day light,
I got to look at a billion freckles covering Sandy's
skin. Until nearly 11:00 that night we had sex. How
many times I don't recall, but it was a lot - I was
fucked out by the time I got home, that I knew.
Saturday evening the joint concert was held and I
remember it seemed like every family was in attendance
and enjoyed the singing. My mother had ridden with me
to the concert as had my twin. Mom said she would ride
home with the Hillsworth's and my twin was going with
her date. After the program ended, everyone enjoyed
sharing the carry-in food. Finally Sandy's mother said
she could go out, but she must be home by midnight.
Once again I was enjoying sex in my favorite parking
spot and I did oral sex on Sandy before we fucked.
The smooth legs, freckles and all, were squeezing my
head as Sandy went off in what she said was the first
time she 'had that done to her' and she must have
gotten off a dozen times.
That was the last time I and Sandy got it on together
and I never saw her after that. It wasn't until her
brother passed away 40 some years later that I met
Sandy again. I was a member of the honor guard and the
group performed the military burial detail for her
brother. That is how I found Sandy after all those
years and she and I enjoyed speaking together over the
meal at the church after the services for her brother.
Sandy was true to form with the other girls I had been
with and she also uttered out, "Ugh," when we got it
on.
#
About a week after school ended, I met Carol one Friday
evening, and in those days, the small town main street
was busy with people shopping. On Friday and Saturday
nights the stores were open and people came to town to
shop or just sit in the cars and visit with people
walking up and down the street.
I spotted Carol walking down the street and pulled over
and asked if she wanted a ride. She hopped in and we
rode around for a while and I drove out to park at the
strip mine. For the first few minutes I listened as she
gave me crap for not speaking with her when I was with
Beulah.
We started kissing and before long I was trying to get
my hand up and between her smooth thighs. Dick, a guy I
was in school with said he had taken her out and she
would cross her legs to keep him from getting in her
pants. I thought, "She isn't crossing her legs, so
guess things might improve in my reaching her pussy."
As I was feeling the top of her thighs I moved my hand
up and begin rubbing the front of her panties and even
her stomach. The small amount of her stomach that I
could possibly stroke below the waist of her skirt I
was soon touching. Suddenly I felt Carol kissing me
really hard and her arms were around my neck and her
hips were wiggling on the seat of the car.
My arm was resting on her legs as I rubbed her stomach
and I felt them open. Slowly I moved my hand down over
the front of her panties, although I continued to
caress her stomach while playing with her panties. Then
I eased my hand down onto the crotch of her panties.
Carol made no attempt to strop my touching between her
legs, except when I used my fingers to pull the leg of
her panty over so I could feel her pussy. When I eased
my fingers inside her panties, Carol gripped my wrist
in her hand but didn't try to pull my hand away and
instead, kissed me with her tongue. Until then she had
refused to French kiss me.
Within five minutes I had no trouble in pulling Carol's
panties over her hips and ease them over her feet. For
a few more minutes I fingered Carol and unbuttoned her
blouse and pushed her bra up and begin sucking her firm
breasts. Her nipples were small for a girl whose
breasts seemed larger than the 34-B she told they were
when I asked her how large her breasts were. Even today
I recall how I found Carol's breasts interesting to
suck.
I asked Carol if she would like to get in the back seat
and she looked at me and moved to lean against the
door. Carol's legs were wide open and I regretted
finding those great legs spread apart and it was so
dark in the car I couldn't get a good view of her
pussy. Carol removed her blouse and unfastened her bra
and took it off. She placed both items on the steering
wheel and I watched as she unfastened her skirt and
removed it and all the while she continued looking at
me.
Carol climbed over the front seat of the car to get on
the back seat and I was amazed she had no qualms of my
seeing her so exposed. Carol was either unaware of her
sex being split open or had no lack of modesty and
wanted me to view her pussy.
Getting out of the car and opening the back passenger
door, I undressed and saw Carol watching me. Her voice
was weak as she asked, "Cal, do you just do a girl and
forget her once you got what you want? A couple of
girls told me that about you."
"Look, I don't know what some girl may have said I have
done, but neither you nor anyone else has ever heard me
say anything about what I may have done with a girl. I
don't discuss personal things a girl may have let me
do, I never tell anyone," I informed Carol. Then I
added a simple word, "Period!"
"Your going to stick it in me, aren't you... will it
hurt much," Carol asked in what was a pleading sound in
her voice.
Deciding to not reply, except to simply get on top of
her, I moved into the car and used my hands and body to
get Carol flat on the seat. I got my tee-shirt and
folded it and placed it under her butt. Moving so I was
lying between her legs, I felt my cock touch her damp
sex, and in less than half a minute, I was working my
cock into her pussy.
When Carol cried out, "On no, Cal it hurts," I
understood she was a virgin, and her hips tried
scooting back from any contact between my cock and her
pussy. I eased my cock just a small way into her pussy,
and knew from her jerking body and once again saying it
hurt, I decided to get her cherry and do it quick and
hard.
With a hard plunge of my cock into her virgin pussy, I
shoved as hard into Carol's pussy as my cock could
travel. "Ugh... ugh," Carol cried out as I split her
virgin barrier and got her cherry.
"Ugh - nooooo, Cal stop," I heard her crying out as I
commenced fucking her just as soon as I could move my
cock back and forth in her pussy. For seven or eight
minutes I fucked the somewhat loose pussy that Carol
was bumping up at me. When I shot my load, I knew and
hoped the condom didn't burst, as I could feel I was
shooting off one-hellua-load of cum. This was one of
the few girls I ever fucked and used a condom nearly
each time we fucked.
After I fucked her the first time, we got out of the
car, and stood under the trees near the car. Hugging
Carol to me, I felt her body shuddering and could hear
her softly crying. While I was kissing her face and
then the tears in her eyes, she whispered, "Cal, I love
you, and hope you do me. I've never done anything
before and if Donnie finds out he will be really mad.
I knew Carol was dating Donnie Peck, and wondered why
she let me put it to her. We stood hugging and Carol
was still sobbing, I listened as she asked me, "Why did
you do it to me, do you love me or what?"
Knowing that however I replied, it wouldn't give Carol
the answer she was looking for, or I'd be committing
myself to her if I said things the wrong way, so I
simply hugged her.
We got back in the car, and I once more put my shirt
under her butt, slipped on a condom and we were soon
rocking with each other in sex. Each time I shoved my
cock in her, Carol would say, "Ugh." When I shot off
the second time, I remembered how glad I was I had put
on a condom because again I shot off a lot.
During the next week, I took Carol out twice and when
Saturday came, she told me she was going out with
Donnie. While we were speaking, Carol told me, "I wish
I hadn't allowed you to do me Cal, guess it's to late
now."
Even though she was now deeply in love with Donnie,
Carol would meet me and we would go park and fuck. The
last two times we parked I didn't have a condom, but I
fucked her anyway.
Two months later Carol called me and told me her and
Donnie were getting married. You're only 15 and getting
married and Donnie is what, 21," I asked?
"No, I'm 14 and Donnie is 20... my parents are really
mad - Cal... I'm pregnant - I'm only a kid myself, how
can I be having a kid?"
#
When I was ten years old, my twin and I were playing in
the woods behind where we lived. How we ended up
playing "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" I
can't remember. But that day I first saw what a girl
looked like between her legs, and my twin sister,
Connie saw what a boy had hanging between his legs.
My twin pulled off her shorts and panties and I removed
my pants and under shorts. I found out looking at a
girl's pussy made me get a stiffly, and it felt so
different than when it got hard without seeing a girl's
slit. While we took turns laying on the ground, and
allowing the other to look between our legs at what we
had secretly hidden there, I was amazed at the inner
pink of my twin's thing.
Using my fingers to pull her slit open, I could look
inside my twin sister's thing. I was shocked to see
what looked like a tiny bump at the top, and some funny
looking little flap like lips on the inside. Connie
said not to put my finger in her as she might get
pregnant, as putting something in her is what made
girls have babies.
Then my sister took her turn exploring what I had
dangling between my legs. My little 'charlie' and where
that name came from for what I called my cock, I have
no idea. One thing was certain, 'charlie' really liked
my sister holding him in her hand. Connie took my tiny
drawn up bag in her hand and squeezed it tight in her
palm. I yelled when she gripped it hard and hurt my
nuts.
It wasn't until I was into my teens that I realized
that when my bag of nuts was first played with that
they were tight and didn't hang down between my legs.
Connie played with me for a long time, and my 'charlie'
got soft. At that age I swore it crawled up inside my
body. For a while we played with each other and I
remember pushing my finger part way inside Connie's
little slit, while holding it open with the fingers of
my other hand.
"Stop Calvin, your finger hurts when you push in me
like that," Connie said as I had shoved my finger all
the way in her pussy.
These games continued on and finally Connie got little
tits and I loved touching them. One day I eventually
sucked on them and my twin made funny sounds. That was
something my twin sister must have enjoyed and she
asked me to lie on top of her and rub 'charlie' against
hers. By now I was getting a good size cock on me, or
so I thought, and it must have been about four inches
long when I was 13 years old.
I tried shoving my cock up my twin's pussy, but she
would hold it in her hand so only the tip would fit
inside her. One day I shot something out of it, and it
was just a little thin liquid, and I guess it was the
start of my developing semen. Anyway, shortly after
that Connie was starting her periods and she refused to
let me do anything else.
For the next couple of years we showed each other what
our things looked like and eventually we discovered how
much fun it was having the other play the things
between our legs.
By the time we were 13; Connie had gotten some nice
bobs and had a smattering of a dozen hairs growing at
the lips of her thing. By now I had found out the
pleasure of sucking on a boob and fingering a girl's
pussy. Sometime, and I recall it was just a short time
after our birthday and we were 13, Connie was playing
with my cock. Suddenly it felt very strange, and like a
blinding flash, something seemed to fly across my eyes.
I shot a strange fluid from my cock.
Connie jumped back as I emptied three shots of my
juices and two of them were all over her legs and hand.
That day was a milestone in my life, and I tried to get
my twin to let me put my thing in hers. This was an on-
going request of mine, and then one day Connie told me
we couldn't play with each other again. Connie informed
me she'd started her periods and was afraid she'd
become pregnant.
Once, and I think it was after we turned 15, Connie and
I were out picking blackberries and raspberries in the
hills and fields near where we lived. We sat down under
a tree to rest and Connie had on a skirt and she lay
down on her back and plopped one leg up in the air as
she had pulled her leg back and was resting her foot
flat on the ground. This caused her dress to fall back
so I could see her legs and yellow panties she was
wearing.
"See something you like... remember when mom told us if
we see something you like, to shove a stick in it,"
Connie said to me and grinned.
There was no doubt my twin knew I could see between her
legs, and I replied, "If you took your panties off I
could see something I'd like to shove my own stick in,
so why don't you," I asked my pretty twin sister"
Connie didn't respond, but moved her hand down and
pulled her panties to one side. Man was I shocked, my
twin had grown a lot of light brown hair over her pussy
and as I looked, her pussy just opened up and I could
see between the lips. I unzipped my pants and pulled my
cock out, and having already fucked by this time, I
started to jack off. When I moved over and started to
get on top of my sister, she jumped to one side and got
to her feet.
"Some day I might let you... Cal, you've already done
it with Marilyn, haven't you - she said you and she did
it - what was it like?"
"Marilyn is just making that up, I've never done it ,"
I lied. Why I denied fucking Marilyn I don't know.
Between my junior and senior year, mom decided Connie
and I should attend a church camp and the trip required
our spending a night in a motel together. We left
Sunday morning for camp and late that afternoon stopped
in northern Georgia to spend the night. At the motel I
asked for a room with two beds, one for me and one for
my twin. I asked the lady at the counter how much
further it was to Camp Brotherhood.
"The two of you are going to the church camp and you
will enjoy it very much. My own son and daughter left
yesterday for camp as they're counselors. Look them up
for me and their names are Jessica and Vernon, oh yes,
our last name is Patton. Its still about five hours
from here and you'll like the camp," the woman told me.
"Thanks for being nice," I replied to the woman as she
informed me her children had been to the camp for the
last seven years.
"This will be a new experience for them as they will be
helping the other kids like you have a great time and
tell them you stayed at our motel."
After eating dinner, we returned to the motel room and
turned on the black and white television which received
only one station we could watch. Around ten o'clock, we
decided to get ready for bed. I thought that maybe I'd
see my twin without any clothes for the first time in
three years.
Watching my twin sister, I could see that she was
evidently going to change clothes in the bathroom. So
going for broke, I told my cute twin sister, "Connie,
we can undress and see each other again if you want. No
one will know and we can sleep in the same bed and that
would be fun to do now were older and spending a night
in a motel room with no one to bug us."
"That wouldn't be nice - but we did have fun when we
did it as kids. If I let you see me, you won't try
anything, will you Cal?"
"Maw, I just want to see you - your really cute now
you're older," I said in reply to Connie's comment.
"You undress first," Connie told me as she was seated
on the bed closest to the door.
I stood up and undressed and when I removed my shorts
my cock was rock hard. My twin didn't speak but her
eyes were focused on my erection. Connie stood up and
removed her top and shorts. I looked intently at her
standing in her bra and panties and told my twin,
"Connie you're stacked and look like a movie star.
Recently I had looked at the tag on her bra and saw her
breasts were 34-C, and now I was seeing them in full
view as she removed her bra.
Connie's nipples were the bright pink in color of any
nipples I had ever seen on a girl. They were almost the
size and color of strawberries. Oh man alive, Connie
was pushing her panties off and I was surprised to see
all the hair growing thick on her pussy. The light
brown hair protecting her sex was thick and long. Her
bush grew down the sides of her pussy and I asked,
"Connie, spread your legs - I want to see how the hair
on the inside of your thighs."
"Calvin, do you like my pussycat? You've done it with
lots of girls haven't you Cal - what is it like," my
twin asked?
"Come sleep in my bed, please Connie - I won't do
anything but touch you like before." Still looking at
my twin sister, I told her, "Yeah, I've been with a
couple of girls; a pussy feels warm and wonderful
around my cock up inside a girl's cunt. Have you ever
done it with a boy?"
"Calvin, don't say cunt - that is a terrible word,"
Connie scolded me for using the term to describe a
girl's sex.
"Uh uh, your thing has grown a lot Cal... does my hair
down there appeal to you," Connie asked as she pointed
her fingers to the hair growing below her stomach?
Connie got on my bed and I climbed in behind her and
watched her butt as she got on the bed. When she moved
her legs I could see her pussycat from behind. The view
was really great and was the first time I had ever seen
a girl so openly. I really liked how pretty it was with
all the hair covering her female gap.
She may have been my twin, but Connie was the most
attractive girl I ever knew. Guys were constantly
calling her for dates, but she only dated a couple of
boys. One of the boys, Lawrence, was about four years
older than we were. I figured he must be getting it on
with my sister, after all, why would an older guy date
a girl if he wasn't getting something.
For several minutes we explored each other's bodies,
and suddenly I felt my twin sister jacking-me-off.
Connie had my cock in her hand and making it touch her
pussy like Helen had done? Then I shot my load of cum
and got off all over my sisters pussy and the hair on
the slit I wanted to go up into. Connie was gripping my
cock so hard while stroking me it actually hurt. I shot
off five times and it seemed to me that my come was
extra thick.
After I was rested for a minute or two I commenced
kissing and sucking Connie's tits and running my
fingers all over her pussy hair. For several minutes I
fingered Connie's pussy and at times she told me not to
push my finger in deep as it hurt her.
Connie was aware of what I was doing and told me, "I
don't want to have my cherry popped with your finger,
so if you're planning to have my cherry, don't think
badly of me for allowing you to do me, but Calvin you
must do me properly. Would you like to be my first
Calvin, even if you are my twin brother?"
"Are you telling me I can pop your cherry? You want me
to do you, are you serious little sister," I asked my
twin? Looking at my pretty sister I asked, "Haven't you
and Lawrence done it - don't you do things with guys?"
"Nope, the most I have ever done was make Lawrence shot
his stuff off like I just did for you. I've only done
that a couple of times. Truthfully Calvin, I've never
let a boy touch me under my clothes. I've let a couple
of guys squeeze my breasts a few times but only on the
outside of my clothes. Dear brother, I find it
delightful and enjoy how you're sucking my breasts,"
Connie informed me.
"Wow, your telling me I'm the only one lucky enough to
see you naked and the first and only guy to touch you -
you're serious - aren't you? Do you know all the guys
want to get with you and they are always asking me to
fix them up with you? You're the best looking girl in
school and you won the Miss County Fair contest last
year. Connie, are you going to try and be the fair
queen again this year?" Then I asked my twin, "Why did
you decide to let me see and touch you?"
"From the time mom spoke about our going to camp and
traveling together I've been thinking about us messing
around. Don't think I'm bad, but I though about how we
would be alone in a motel and you might want to stick
it in me." Connie said as she continued holding my
cock. "Do you remember how you used to put it between
my legs, but I wouldn't let you put it up inside... you
can put it in part way... or would you rather go all
the way up inside my thing and do it to me all the
way?"
Connie turned onto her back and said, "I guess you
can... do you want to do me... and I'm nervous and
scarred. Cal, do anything you want?"
"Heck yeah, I'd love to shove it in you... your the
most attractive girls I have ever been with and your
tits are fantastic," I told my twin sister and said "I
want to be the first boy to fuck you!"
"Cal, don't say vulgar words. If I let you do me will
it make me pregnant," my twin sister asked as she was
once again stroking me until I had a thick hard-on?
"No, I'll be careful" - and I moved on top of my
sister's perfectly shaped body. "Put my cock head at
the entrance of your pussy... please Connie, rub it up
and down between the lips of your tiny cunt." I
informed my twin sister.
"Cal, don't call it a c-u-n-t... please."
Slowly I could feel my cock entering Connie's tight
pussy and her hand jerked my cock back out of her pussy
when I pressed against her cherry. "Take your hand away
and let me push it up you. Yeah, now hug me with your
arms."
Connie removed her hand from my cock and her pussy
entrance and I knew she couldn't jerk my cock from her
pussy. Once more I was pushing up into her sex and she
seemed warmer inside than other girls I had been up.
Now I was working my cock in the entrance of her pussy
and ready to get me another cherry. When I felt my
twin's hips moving up and down as I stroked her pussy
entrance with my cock, I pressed my cock up Connie's
pussycat till I was lodged against her cherry.
"Ugh - ugh Cal, you hurting me... take it out - Cal, no
don't do me - I changed my mind - stop or I'll tell
mom. Augh nooooo, oh Cal - ugh - ugh... noooo," Her
cries were of no avail and I loved hearing Commie cry
out as her body was bumping up from the bed as I was
pushing through her cherry. Her heaving upward with her
round hips told me she didn't want me to stop.
While I was fucking my twin, Connie was moaning and
pleading for me to stop, but at the same time wrapping
her legs up around mine. Connie's hands were rubbing my
back and pulling my head down till we were kissing.
This was the most active girl I'd ever been with.
Connie moving around under me and moaning and telling
me to stop and then telling me to do it anyway I
wanted, but just do her was wonderful to hear. I
discovered my sister was a vocal and active girl during
sex and I loved knowing I was her first.
There were times when Connie nearly bounced me off her
as she worked her shapely body under me. My twin sister
was moving under me and flipping her hips upward and I
was getting the wildest fuck ever at the time in my
young life. Man oh man; no girl had ever made me feel
so terrific when fucking. Fucking my twin struck me in
a warm and terrific feeling as I felt Connie's thighs
and her body moving up to mine.
Connie never stopped thrashing around under me and
again I heard her cry out, "Cal, you must stop, ohhhh,
you shouldn't fuck me... no more it hurts... aughhhh -
my gawd Cal, you're so deep!"
I slowed down as she cried out, but to my surprise
Connie cried out, "No - no Cal , gawd don't stop - do
it faster... year oh my dear brother, it feels like
your coming out of my belly button... fuckkkkkk meeee
Calvin!"
The cries continued as I fucked my twin sister until
she was receiving her first load of come up her pussy.
I shot my cream deep up against Connie's womb. My dick
was deep in her cervix and as far up her cunt as my
cock could reach and my come splashed against her womb.
When fucking Connie, I pushed hard against her pelvic
bone and firing thick strings of come up my twin's
pussy. Connie sobbed out, "Ugh --- Cal --- your fucking
me --- augh noooo, ugh it hurts, but don't stop --- oh
Cal, give it to me --- your coming in me aren't you ---
I think I'm going to come --- Cal --- my gawd --- it
feels so strong --- aughhhh!"
After we had sex and lay in bed next to each other,
when suddenly Connie jumped out of bed and ran to the
bathroom. I could see she was holding her right hand
between her legs and decided she was feeling my come
running out of her pussy.
In a few moments I heard my sister crying and heard the
shower start to spray water against the tub and shower
enclosure. How long Connie stayed in the shower I don't
know, but I had no doubt she was washing away the
evidence of her lost virginity. There was a marrow red
line and a wider spot of blood on the sheet where she
had lain and her hips had moved shuffled around as
she'd accepted me in her body.
Knowing how other girls reacted after having their
cherries busted, I understood Connie was thinking of
what she had done. Finally she returned to bed and
looking at where I was lying on the bed, Connie saw I
was hard once more. I had blood on my cock, in my pubic
hair and on my legs. Looking at the bed where we had
sex, Connie saw the red evidence on the sheet that
represented and provided evidence her virginity was a
thing of the past.
Looking at me, Connie asked, "Are you happy - you got
what you've been after since we were little kids?" Then
she begins to laugh and told me, "Guess you lost your
virginity, also."
"Yep, I was attack by a wild cute woman, but it had to
happen one day, so guess I was lucky it was you that
got me first."
"Your silly - go wash off and bring a wet washcloth
with you - no I'll get one, maybe I can wash off the
sheet," Connie told me.
Knowing I was sporting an erection and ready for more
sex, I asked my twin, "Why don't you get back in bed
and then I will shower?"
"You want more sex - Cal your messy... you need to wash
off."
"Okay sis, but will you get in the shower with me?"
"I just got of the shower," then Connie looked and me
and started laughing and said, "With that thing
pointing out like a mean stick I can see why I'm sore -
-- and it's your fault." With seriousness in her voice,
Connie said, "Cal, maybe we shouldn't have done it
together - were brother and sister."
"Come on sis let's get in the shower," and as I spoke
got up from the bed and walked over and hugged my twin
and told her, "It was wonderful and you are the best
I've ever been with." The comment came out easily as I
thought how terrific the sex was with my twin sister. I
realized, having sex with my own twin sister was
fantastic and no other girl would likely ever make me
feel as wonderful.
Connie moved with me while I was stroking back and
forth in her pussy. In fact she wrapped her legs around
mine and at the very end had moved her legs around my
back. I thought how she had moaned out as I fucked her
and realized Connie was the most vocal of any girl I
had sex with.
We showered together and as Connie washed my cock I
told her, "If you keep doing that I will waste a load
of vital male juice that belongs up in here," and eased
my finger up her pussy as I made the comment.
"Brother dear, I only hope your male juice isn't so
potent I can become a mommy. What will happen if I
became pregnant tonight, mom would have a cow?"
We got out of the shower and after drying my sister I
commenced sucking Connie's left breasts and then led
her back to the bed. This time we had slow sex and it
seemed to last forever. Once again Connie was moving
under me in the most fantastic ways and her cries of
delight were pure joy to my ears.
"Cal, you going to make me get it again... aughhhh,
Calvin, I'm doing it - oh its better this way than when
I do it myself.
My twin sister just stated she masturbated and I became
extremely excited knowing she jacked off. I started
moving faster and deeper in my sister's pussy and felt
it grip and release my cock as it moved in and out of
her pussy.
Suddenly my sister cried out, "Calvin, I'm going off,
oh gawd!" Connie pulled her legs so far back she had
them wrapped around my neck and up around my shoulders.
Connie pressed her lips to mine so hard, I could taste
blood in my mouth from where she had crushed my gums
hard against my teeth.
Whispering, I asked my twin, "Connie, would you show me
how you get yourself off." I wanted to stop fucking my
twin so she could show me how she jacked-off, but she
moaned out as we kissed, "After we fuck... just fuck
me... my gawd, nothing ever felt like this... Calvin,
oh my dearest brother... you got my cherry and now your
getting me off - again!"
Finally I shot my come deep in Connie. She pulled her
legs back and was holding them by the ankles and
spreading them as far apart as she could. My twin was
pulling her legs straight back and her knees were
resting against her shoulders. Her body was off the
bed, and only her head and shoulders were resting on
the sheet. I rose up on my hands and commenced fucking
Connie harder than I had ever fucked a girl before.
"Cal, oh your deep - I love it... fuck me... yessss, oh
yeah - yeah, I'm going offff, again... my gawd Calvin -
fuckkkkkk meeee - yeahhhh, oh I can't stop coming!"
Sensations were passing through every nerve in my body,
and I was keyed up to a fever pitch. My cock seemed to
vibrate as I shot my load up my twin sister's welcoming
cunt. No time before had I ever went off so hard and
for so long... it seemed as if I shot off seven times,
and it felt like I was peeing after my come stopped.
Evidently I must have peed in my sister, as I could
feel warm wet fluid gushing out around my cock as it
was till up inside Connie's pussy. Finally I pulled my
cock from her pussy and when I did it was like a dam
bust and I knew I'd peed in my twin's pussy.
Connie looked at me and asked, "Did you pee in me... is
that why I'm so wet?"
Explaining to my twin what it felt like when I went off
and thought I'd urinated, I apologized. "Connie, I
didn't mean to, it seemed to happen after I shot off. I
think I got my nuts seven times... did you enjoy it
this time?"
"Oh dear brother, it's beyond words to describe how you
made me feel and I couldn't stop coming. I'll show you
in the morning how I do myself, right now I just want
to go to sleep," Connie told me.
"Me too, but lets get in the other bed... gosh, have we
made a mess," I told my sister as I stood up and looked
at her lying on the bed and seeing the wetness all over
the center of the bed.
The next morning I awoke and looking at the clock saw
it was eight minutes after five. Looking at my twin, I
wondered if she would tell mom what we had done. The
room was hot and we hadn't opened the windows and both
of us were naked on top of the sheet.
I moved over and started to suck my twins hard as rock
nipples and they fascinated me. Seeing them clearly
before me was special in studying her body, as we
hadn't turned the lights off last night was an extra
treat. When Connie woke, she looked at me and while
stretching asked, "You're hard; did you sleep with that
thing like that all night?"
"Yes," I replied and then I was once again sucking her
nipples. After a couple of minutes of enjoying her
breasts I sat up on the bed and asked Connie, "Are you
going to show me how you do yourself?"
"Cal, it is embarrassing to show you - but if you want
me to I will for only a little while."
When I watched my sister rubbing her pussy, I noticed
she rubbed her clit a lot and knew from my experiences
with other girls they loved their little button rubbed.
By now I was ready for sex and moved between my
sister's open legs.
As my cock started up Connie's pussy, she moaned out,
"Jezz Cal, go easy... boy I'm sore... oh jezz you're
all the way in me... Cal, you're bigger than Lawrence
and Tim. They are the only ones I've seen or touched."
In a few minutes I was again being bounced with my
sister's sexual activity and this time Connie was
running her fingers up and down my back and I felt her
nails scratching me. Later, I discovered the marks
would haunt me thought out camp and I wore a tee-shirt
while swimming to hide the marks.
That morning we did it three times before we got up and
took separate showers. After dressing left the motel
and drove for another five miles until we found a
restaurant. Over breakfast, we spoke about what we had
done and I asked Connie if she would tell mom? My twin
sister looked at me and said, "You think I'm nuts - she
would kill both of us."
Once we were back to driving on the road Connie
surprised me with a question I had no idea would ever
be asked, "Cal, would you do it with Linda?" Pausing
for a moment she then asked, "Have you ever messed
around with her and be honest brother?"
Linda was our sister and she was 13 and would be 14 in
a month. Mom had wanted Linda attend the church camp
with us, but couldn't afford for the three of us to
attend. "Heck no, she's just a kid, what made you ask
me that?"
"She isn't just a kid, remember when we were her age
and the time we were picking berries - let me think,
yeah - we were 13. Linda's got nice boobs and although
her kitty hair isn't as thick as mine. Connie then
advised me, "If you saw her undressed you wouldn't
think she's just a kid. One day Linda asked me if I
played with myself. When I told her yes, Linda asked me
to show her how as she didn't think she was doing it
right."
"You and Linda did it to each other, oh wow I would
love to watch you both like that... you touched her
pussy and she yours?"
"No - I showed her I how rubbed mine while she did hers
and then she started moving her fingers like I was."
Connie started giggling and said, "You must promise
you'll never tell Linda I told you this, but told me
that she hid in your closet one day and watched you
jack-off. She asked me a million questions about your
stuff that came out of your cock and I told I had no
idea what it was. After you went to shower, she got out
of your closet and did herself for the first time. This
was about two months ago."
Something told me that there was more to Connie's
question than simple curiously and I decided to check
out my sister when I got home. Not for the sex angle,
but to determine what prompted my twin's question.
Church camp wasn't fun and so restrictive when you
tried to make friends and enjoy ourselves, the two
weeks were a drag. On Friday before camp was to end on
Saturday at noon, I called mom and informed her Connie
and I would need to stay over two nights on the drive
home. We won't be leaving camp until at least two in
the afternoon by the time we packed our stuff in the
car to leave.
"Did you have a good time, and meet lots of friends,"
mom asked?
"Heck no, mom it was boring and we couldn't spend
anytime with any friends we made. They counselors were
restrictive in anything we wished to do and Connie
cried over the harsh treatment. Mom, if we go to camp
next year, let us goes to a different camp beside
church camp. Tell Linda I have a gift for her and one
for Buddy, also."
"Son, be careful driving home, and do you have enough
money to make it home or must I send you a money gram,"
mom asked?
"No, we didn't get a chance to spend any during camp,
except for a soda and we could only have one a day.
Love you mom."
Mom responded, "Tell Commie I love her and I love you,
also."
On the drive home Connie and I stopped around six in
the afternoon to get a room, and the room only had one
bed. When I explained to the manger I was with my
sister he advised me, "Sorry my boy, but that's the
only room I have." I had stopped at three other motels
and they all had no rooms with two beds available.
After Connie and I discussed the situation she told me,
"Look, other than for appearances, we don't need two
beds so get this one before we can't find another one."
We took our stuff into the motel room and then walked
down the highway to eat. There was a small mom and pop
style restaurant about a quarter mile down the road and
we walked there to eat supper. After eating we hiked
back to the motel which had a small pool so we put our
bathing suits on and went swimming. For an hour we had
fun in the pool and spotted a couple of girls that had
been in Connie's cabin at the camp.
Around nine that night we got in bed and were watching
television when I decided to mess around with Connie if
she would let me. When I started to suck her breasts,
which I enjoyed doing, I moved on top of my twin and we
enjoyed sex. Twice more that night we did it before
going to sleep. I woke up and looking at the alarm
clock saw it was two in the morning. Looking at my twin
sister lying with her legs parted, I moved down the bed
and looked between her legs. I studied her open pussy
as her legs were spread apart so I had a perfect view
of her hair covered sex.
Moving toward the foot of the bed, I commenced to
kissing her legs and then her pubic hair. Connie woke
up as I was kissing her pussy lips. "Cal, what are you
doing? Do people really do this? You should stop.
Ohhhh, Calvin - its starting to feel good."
For several minutes I was kissing her pussy and licking
her out, when suddenly Connie caught my head in her
hands and pulled me tight against her pussy. I knew my
twin sister was ready to climax and I loved listening
to Connie moan out her release, "Ummmm, ohhhh yes, I'm
coming... Cal, I'm going off!"
After I moved back up from eating my sister's pussy, I
asked her to suck me off. Connie couldn't believe I was
asking her to do such a thing but finally decided to
try it for the first time. Connie couldn't get into
taking me in her mouth, and finally she stopped sucking
and asked, "Do it to naturally - yes push it in me...
augh, Calvin, you feel so good... oh yessss!" Connie
went off in a short time.
The next night on the road we stayed in a motel and the
sex was good, but not like the first night we had sex
on the way to camp.
One night while we were seniors in high school Connie
and I were invited to a birthday party for a neighbor
girl. After the party Connie and I drove to the strip
mine and had sex in the back seat of the car. This was
the first time we had sex since the camp trip and I
enjoyed the pleasure of sex with my twin once again.
#
After Connie and I returned home from church camp, I
begin observing Linda. A couple of times I patted her
butt when we were alone. About a week later the two of
us were home alone and I was mowing the lawn. When I
went in the house to get a drink of water I could her
Linda singing in the bathroom.
The whole family joked about Linda singing when she
took a bath, so I knew she'd be nude in the tub. I
walked to the bathroom and saw the door was standing
open. Walking into the bathroom, I saw Linda before she
spotted me. Linda was stepping from the tub and the
frontal view of her body was mine for the viewing.
"Oops, sorry, I didn't know you were in here sis," I
said while looking at her pointed boobs. Linda's
knockers had to be a nice set of 32-B's on her small
body. There was a small patch of reddish brown hair
growing at the top of her labia, but didn't cover the
fatty mons with soft downy hair.
"Calvin - what are you doing in here and stop looking
at me," Linda shouted at me? But I noticed she didn't
attempt to cover her body. "Get out until I'm dressed,"
she told me, but made no effort to cover her breasts or
pussy.
"Sorry, but I have to pee," and I unzipped my pants and
pulled my cock out and started peeing. "I hope you're
not upset with me, but I've got to go badly sis."
"You're crazy Cal, what if mom saw you in here with me
with your thing handing out in front of me. You better
put it in your pants," Linda told me.
"Sister, if I put it back in my pants I will pee in
them and you can see I have to go. Boy Linda, you've
sure have grown a lot lately. I like your boobs and
your pubes are really pretty and I can't believe how
red looking the hair is on your pussy," I told my
younger sister.
"You shouldn't be looking at me like you are and say
things about my body... Cal, do you think I'm pretty -
pretty enough to be a Fair Princess?"
"Yeah, you're more than ready to be the Miss Fair
Princess. Can I touch you - do you let guys feel you
up," I asked my sister Linda?
"No," I'm not that kind of girl... you want to touch
my...?"
Moving to where Linda was standing I reached out and
hugged her and moved my right hand so I could commence
feeling her perky breasts. Her nipples were the same
strawberry color as Connie's, and I wondered if mom had
the same color of nipples?
Linda never said a word as I played with her boobs and
when I reached down and the fingers on my right hand
started playing with the few hair on her pussy lips she
never said a word. I slowly moved my fingers to the
entrance of her pussy.
"Ummmm - Calvin, you shouldn't be touching me like...,"
Linda said as I played with her clit. Then I eased my
finger tip between her pussy lips and wormed my finger
all the way up her pussy. I loved feeling Linda's pussy
gripping my finger and when I pushed deep in her tight
pussy Linda told me, "Stop, Calvin it hurts when you
push your finger deep in me like that."
In the back of my mind, I thought that was the same
thing Connie said the first time I pushed my finger up
her pussy. I asked myself, "Do all girls say that when
a boy stretches their pussies open with their fingers
for the first time they are being finger-fucked?"
I put a towel down on the bathroom floor and asked
Linda to lie down on it and I got on top of her. Linda
had a funny look on her face and I knew she understood
what was about to happen. When I got between her legs,
my sister didn't say anything. I held my cock in my
hand and moved it between her pussy lips. Linda said,
"We can't do sex, can we brother - what if
something...?" Linda started to ask as I pushed my cock
head in her pussy and kissing her at the same time cut
off her question.
"Ugh, Calvin you better stop... it kind of hurts,"
Linda said as I pushed a little deeper up her pussy.
Once more she spoke and again stated, "Oh that kind of
hurts Cal. Your going to do me, aren't you?"
"Are you still a virgin - has anyone got your cherry
yet, Linda?"
When I asked Linda if she was still a virgin, I felt
her body quiver and she told me, "Off course I'm a
virgin. Calvin, are you going to stick it all the way
inside me?"
Moving my cock back and forth in Linda's pussy, I felt
her hips moving just a little up and down as I moved my
cock back and forth in her virgin pussy. Then I pushed
firmly and it seemed as if her pussy got tighter. Then
I pushed through my sister's cherry and it was so tight
and fit around my cock as if there was no room left to
shove it deep inside her pussy. I thought to myself,
"You're not a virgin any more little sister."
"Augh... no... oh that hurts horribly," Linda cried
out. I popped her cherry and begin fucking her until I
shot my nuts in about four minutes.
After going off I lay on my sister and Linda commenced
crying and told me to get off her. Looking, I could see
her pussy was bleeding. I thought, "Linda's pussy is
bleeding more than Connie's when I popped her cherry."
Knowing how Connie acted and the other girls' cherries
I'd shattered, I got up and obtained a wash cloth and
after getting it wet, kneeled down and washed my
sister's bleeding pussy and body where the blood was on
her.
For about a minute I washed my sister and finally Linda
looked at me and stated in an angry voice, "You happy -
damn you Calvin, you shouldn't have done it to me! Why
did you do me? Now I'm not a virgin." Then I listened
as Linda asked, "You shot your thick white stuff in me
that comes out of your thing like when you do yourself
- didn't you?"
Not wanting to break the promise I made Connie, I
didn't ask Linda how she knew about my white stuff.
Instead, I asked Linda, "Did you like my stuff going up
inside you? I shot my come in you and its called semen.
It has sperm in it that makes a girl have a baby and
now it will commence running out of your pussy."
"Calvin, it's already running from me and down over my
butt and although it feels gross, for some reason I
like it on me."
"You made me very happy in letting me have your cherry
and I must tell you that your virginity was the best I
have ever had. No female's pussy fits around my cock
like yours. Linda, you are so tight and you held me
with your pussy like it never wanted me to escape from
inside you - thank you for letting me be your first."
"Yeah, I kind of planned on having you show me your
thing and I was curious what it would be like to have a
guy shove his thing up my thing - guess I know now,
don't I brother?"
"Linda, your blood looked nice on me and you - I wanted
to taste it but was afraid to do so, I wasn't certain
what you'd have thought."
"Please do that - it will show me how much you care for
me and that my virginity meant that much to you. Oh
Calvin, your licking me, ohhhh, I going off aren't I?
Augh my dear brother you make me feel crazy all over
and especially between my legs!"
I did it twice more with my younger sister that day and
evidently she told Connie. Two days later Connie glared
at me and commented, "Well, there is only one other
woman in this house you haven't done, right, Cal?"
Not wishing to confirm her comment, I replied "Two
women wise butt," I replied to my sister's implied
statement I'd done her and Linda, but wasn't admitting
I'd done our sibling.
#
I hadn't done it with our mother and when Connie asked
me if I had done it with mom I thought it was strange
she would make such a comment.
On two occasions after I did Linda, I saw my mother
completely nude. There was no doubt where my sisters
got their strawberry colored nipples and I wondered if
theirs would become as large as moms.
The other thing I saw on mom was the thick brush of
hair she had on her pussy. Mom's pubes were reddish and
wondered why Linda had light brown hair on her pussy
while Linda's had a reddish cast like mom's thick
growth of hair covering her sex?
Sometime after I'd started getting it on with my two
siblings, I wondered how mom got along without having
sex? After my little brother was born mom and dad
divorced. I'm not certain any of us cared. Dad was an
alcoholic and there were times when he would become
drunk and shout and threaten mom and us kids.
About a month after they were divorced mom told us kids
dad was going to marry someone, I forget who. About a
week before he was to be married, dad was driving drunk
and his car hit a tree. My father was killed in the
wreck and he had considerable insurance and was a
disabled veteran of the Korean War. With his pension
and social security money, mom didn't have to worry
about money for us kids.
Mom never dated and the first time I saw her nude she
was getting ready to get in the bath tub. I had gone to
the bathroom to pee when I saw her naked. "Sorry mom, I
didn't know you were here."
"Oh well, if you need to go don't worry about making it
rain in front of me." As mom spoke she got in the water
filled tub and told me to pee my heart away. The way
the tub and toilet were placed in the bathroom, mom's
eyes were focused on watching me pee. Having been
sexually active I knew she was looking at me from the
perspective of a guy who could get it on with a girl.
The next time I caught mom nude was a month after the
first time and the two of us were alone in the house.
Connie had driven her and the other kids to visit
grandma and grandpa. I walked nude from my room to the
bathroom to shower and when I got to the bath mom was
getting out of the tub after her bath.
Hop in the water as it isn't dirty and as I stood in
front of my mom, I begin to get an erection. Before I
could stop it, my cock suddenly became fully erect and
seemed like it just jumped out of me - stiff and
pointing nearly straight up into the air.
Mom smiled at me and speaking in a soft voice, "You're
becoming quite a man. That thing could be dangerous
Calvin."
I got in tub of water to hide my erection and before I
knew what was happening, mom got in the water with me.
Mom was facing me and I couldn't get over the idea mom
was in the bath tub with me. There was one thing I was
certain about, my erection felt harder than it had ever
been.
Before me was my mother and her breasts were full and
larger than Connie's and they swayed like large
pendulums. Mom's bright strawberry red nipples were
pointing out at me and saw they were puckered up. I
swear they grew until they were as big around as my
thumb. I watch and wondered what mom was going to do as
she stood up in the tub and then straddle me and told
me let her sit between my legs.
Mom sat down in the tub with her back toward me. My
erection was pressing against her back and she moved
until it was touching her buttocks. My mother leaned
back against me and asked if I was embarrassed being in
the tub with her.
"No mom, but it makes me... you know what I mean...
mom, it makes me ha... hard... your not mad at me for
getting like I am, are you mom?"
"No, Calvin it's a compliment to know I can get a man
excited at my age... Calvin, I haven't been with a man
since your father left. Let me think, yes it was right
after Bobby was born. Do you understand what I'm
telling you son?"
"Yeah - I think so," I said in a weak voice and felt
like I was about to come. "Mom, you haven't enjoyed sex
with a man in ten years, not with anyone... can a
person not want it after having it..."
"Calvin, do you... have you been with girls... you
don't need to say who, but I hope your being careful.
Son, I want sex and have about gone nuts at times over
the last ten years without getting a man to make love
to me... it's difficult son, perhaps you..."
Thinking to myself, "I wondered what mom would say if
she knew I had likely gotten two girls pregnant and to
make matters worse, what if she knew I had done both my
siblings, her daughters Connie and Linda."
Nothing was said between us for a couple of minutes and
I listened as my mom whispered, "Put your arms around
me and give me a hug." m Mom moved her arms so mine
could reach under her own.
When I had my arms around her in such a way that her
arms and mine were positioned in such a way they
pressed against her breasts. My arms crossed over mom's
body and my hands were under her breasts. Initially I
tried to keep my hands from touching mom's breasts.
Somehow I believed she wasn't telling me without saying
so in words, she wanted me to hold her breasts in my
hands.
Moving my hands closer to her breasts I cupped her full
and firm tits. Closing the palms of my hands over mom's
breasts, I felt her press tight against my body and
especially my erection. Feeling mom's hardened nipples
in the center of my palms, they seemed in my youthful
mind to be hot and would likely burn holes in my hands,
I thought in my fast and vivid imagination.
Slowly I commenced squeeze caress my own mother's tits
as if they belonged to a young girl. Mom wasn't making
any comment as she reached to take my right hand in her
own and move it to her pubic hair. My mother's pubes
grew high up on her lower stomach and the hair was
thick and long.
Suddenly mom stood up in the tub and I realized she
still hadn't spoken. Stepping out of the tub, mom took
my hand and pulled me so I would stand and step out of
the water. After I was out of the tub mom led me to her
bedroom. "My gawd, mom wants me to do her," I thought
to myself.
My mother hadn't spoken since telling me to move in the
tub so she could sit between my legs. I watched in
disbelief as mom lay on the bed and pulled her legs
back until her feet were resting flat on the bed cover.
Her legs opened in a "V" shape and before me was her
completely hair covered pussy.
The sunlight shinning through the window caught the
thick hair and it caused the reddish look to sparkle
and highlight her maiden hair. Before my eyes, I viewed
my mother's sex opening in need. Without either of us
speaking I moved onto the bed and between my mother's
smooth thighs.
The moment I was positioned between mom's expanded
legs; she caught my cock in her hand. My mother moaned
out, "Ughhhhh, oh," and placed the head of my cock
between the lips of her pussy. I was shoving my dick in
a steady stroke up into her pussy. In four or five
shoves my cock was buried deep in my mother.
Mom cried out, "Ugh, ugh... oh my gawd... it has been
so long... ugh - yes, I'm coming already... Calvin,
take me anyway you want, just do me hard and deep!"
For several minutes and how many minutes I stroked my
cock in my mother, I have no idea of the total time.
Each time I was about to ejaculate I would stop fucking
my mother. Mom must have been climaxing the total time
as she cried out "Ugh - fuck me," continuously. Before
I shot off, mom's pussy was soaking wet from her own
juices. The sounds her pussy was making seemed like
"swooshing and slurping" sounds.
There are no words to describe the wetness of mom's
pussy and my cock stroking back and forth in it was
making. Not even virgins I had gotten had been as wet
from their bleeding. At one point, it felt as if mom's
pussy was open enough for me to shove my fist up inside
her sexual cavity. Never had I felt a pussy go from
being tight to being so open it wasn't gripping my
cock.
Mom continually humped her hips up to meet my strokes
and then she made a long sound that seemed to come from
some wild beast or unnatural being.
"Eiyeeeeeeeeeaaaaaauuuhhhhhhhoooooo, oh my gawd Calvin,
I'm getting off so hard and god help me for allowing my
own son to fuck me! I've never felt it so hard before -
never could I believe sex could be so strong, oh Calvin
I never gotten off so strong in my entire life. I'm
getting off so fantastically and I've never had such a
tremendous climax - Calvin, harder!"
Suddenly, as mom was making her climax known so
vocally, she fell silent. As her voice stopped, her
legs fell onto the bed and her arms flopped from around
my back and landed on the bed. Then it dawned on me,
mom had passed out as she climaxed extremely hard. I
continued to fuck mom and as I did, felt her pussy
closing around my cock.
By the time my mother was back to a conscious mode her
pussy was again tight around my cock. I was having
trouble driving it in and out of her sexual cavity. Mom
begin heaving her hips up from the bed and she cried
out once again, "Oh Calvin... you're my own child, my
own son, I coming so hard, yes! Oh yes, fuck me, fuck
me, oh Calvin never stop."
I could feel my balls ready to release their load of
semen. Just before I shot off my mother's finger probed
my ass and as she shoved her finger deep up my butt I
shot off several times. Once I finished coming I fell
limply on top of my mother. I tried to speak but I
could only utter, "Mother it was so..."
When I was back to normal, I turned on my side and
noted mom laying the same way. We looked at each other
and mom had tears in her eyes. "Mom, don't cry... it
was wonderful and the best I've ever had," and I
realized I shouldn't tell mom I was having sex.
Mom reached her hand out and light stroked the side of
my face, and told me, "I only crying for how wonderful
I feel after ten years of not knowing a man.... You're
quite a man and you're large down there Calvin. I don't
want you walking around in front of your sister with
that big thing on display."
What would mom say if she had known I had gotten both
of my sister's cherries and done Connie and Linda more
than once?
The next three days were sexual bliss for my mother and
I as she taught me things I could never have imagined
about sex. Mom showed me the pleasure of placing a
woman's legs on your shoulders so you can take her
deep. The experiences and pleasures of doggie style
sex.
Mom even had me take her virgin anus, when she later
spoke and referred to my fucking her butt. I wanted to
try all the things mom taught me with Connie and Linda
and know I'd given them every kind of sex possible.
Until I left home, attended college and then entered
the Marines as an officer upon completion ROTC, mom and
I had sex once a month if possible, and most months
once or more a week. It was hard for mom and me to get
it on because of my siblings in the house.
#
One day I was alone with Linda and started messing
around a little and she told me I couldn't do anything.
In fact Linda informed me that she wished I hadn't done
her the first time. Finally I got her to undress, but
Linda reluctantly undressed and we got on her bed and
started messing around.
Finally Linda was shook up and stopped resisting my
advances, especially after I had eaten her 13 year old
pussy and caused to her climaxed twice. I fucked Linda
and remembered mom's legs on my shoulders and I rode my
younger sister deep and hard. After a few minutes with
her legs on my shoulders I knew my fucking her so hard
and deep that her young body wasn't prepared for the
robust pounding I gave her.
While I was striking my cock as deep in her body as my
cock could reach, I listened as Linda was sobbing how
much it hurt. Just before I shot my nuts, I pushed my
sister's upper body in such a manner that only her head
and the top of her shoulders were on the bed. After
shooting my come in Linda, she lay crying and between
sobs was informing me about how hard and painful I had
just fucked her.
We lay on the bed and I started nursing on her nipples,
first one and then the other. Finally I was fully erect
once again and knew I wanted Linda's cherry ass.
It took a lot of convincing to get Linda on her hands
and knees in the middle of her bed. Once I had her in
position, I pushed my cock up her pussy to get it wet
from the come I'd shot in her cunt. Moving my cock out
of her pussy and between her small and round buttocks
was so different than it had been with mom.
Linda's hips were smaller and harder to the touch and
they parted so differently. The other thing I still
recall was how nice and pink Linda's back door hole
was. Slowly I worked my dick against her butt until my
cock head parted her sphincter muscle. Linda sobbed and
begged, "Stop doing in my butt. Calvin it's different
and I can't decide if I like it or hate it, but you
should stop. Noooo, oh Calvin it hurts --- take it out,
you're tearing my butt, aughhhh, stop Calvin, it's
killing me!"
There was no way I wasn't going to feel her round young
buttocks against my groin as I rode her bent over body
while butt-fucking her young ass. After five minutes I
had my cock buried deep up Linda's 13 year old tight
ass. When I shot my come in her butt, Linda pushed her
ass back toward me and moaned out, "Calvin, I feel so
full... you're deep in my butt and I like it a lot!"
Once I'd fucked her cherry ass, I was shocked one
afternoon when Linda asked me, "Calvin, fuck my ass
once more." This time I had her stand at the side of
the bed and bend with her hands resting on the bed.
I pounded her small body until she was sobbing and for
this time Linda cried out, "Fuck my ass. Cal, fuck me
anyway you want - my ass, fuck my butt forever.
Aughhhhhhhhh, Calvin you need to stop, I have to use
the bathroom. Oh no, aughhhh," and I could feel Linda
was ready to take a crap with my cock up her ass.
Through tears and screams, Linda lost control of her
bowels. As she was pooping, I grabbed my shirt and held
it under her pussy and we walked to the bathroom with
my cock up her tight ass. Linda turned around to the
toilet and I was straddling it and when I pulled my
cock from her ass, she was expelling her body waste all
over me before she even sat down between my legs as I
sat on the back of the toilet.
The way I was seated behind her as she pooped causing
my shit covered body and cock to rub her waste on her
back. After she was done, Linda was crying and told me,
we need to shower... it stinks in here... Calvin, I
couldn't help pooping... I liked it... did you?"
"Hell yes, Linda I would do this to you every day if
you let me, man your butt is so tight and I loved your
round hips against me, you have a perfect body."
I had Linda three more times after that but once she
started having boyfriends, she wouldn't let me do her
as often, except after the Valentine's Day Dance. For
her birthday when she turned 16, Linda had me fuck her
ass.
#
Connie refused my wanting to do her ass for almost two
month and finally one day she gave in to my request to
butt-fuck her. When I took her virgin butt, Connie
cried for me to stop, but I rode her until I had
cummed. I stayed in her ass until my cock got erect
once more. For another ten minutes I fucked Connie's
butt and looking at her round hips was delightful.
When I was about to come I had Connie walk to the
bathroom and we got in the tub. What I planned on doing
was something I didn't tell Connie about as I knew she
would not let me back up her butt if she knew my plans.
In the tub, I shoved my cock back up her butt and after
going off, stayed up her tight butt until I felt the
need to pee.
I filled Connie's bowels with my urine and still I did
not pull my cock from her anus. Finally her sphincter
pushed my shrinking cock from her butt and she pooped
all over me as I still had my hands on her hips and my
groin was pressed against her buttocks as she was bent
over.
When Connie was done defecating, I let loose of her
hips and she commenced crying in embarrassment over
loosing her bowels. Connie started telling me it hurt
to have her butt done. After I released my grip on her
hips and sides, my twin sister tuned around and slapped
my face before I could move. "Get away form me so I can
wash off," Connie told me.
"I need to wash off, also, or I will make a mess on the
floor, so I won't do anything to you, but we need to
shower together."
That was one time when I believe my sister hated me, or
close to it after I had peed up her butt that day and
made her loose her bowels.
After turning 16, Linda got to the point where she
didn't object to having her butt fucked and once told
me, "I believe I like it up my ass more than up my
pussy.
#
When we were at a family reunion and believe we were
34, Connie was talking with me, and asked, "Have you
thought about what we did as kids and would you want to
be with me again, especially up my butt? Calvin, my
husband thinks I'm perverted for wanting him up my butt
- he refuses to do me like that, yet I meet men who
think I have a perfect ass, but I've never cheated that
way on Lawrence."
I told my sister the truth and asked if we could
disappear for an hour or so. "Many times I have lain in
bed and thought of you and jacked-off. The times I
missed you most was during my time in Nam. A couple of
years ago and you should recall this, we were
celebrating mom's birthday and you had on those baggy
shorts and I saw you weren't wearing panties. Connie,
in all honesty, have you ever shaved you pussy?"
"Oh gawd, I wondered if I was exposing myself in the
shorts, and you actually saw up them. Calvin, I've
never neither shaved nor trimmed my bush. I couldn't
have children so I wasn't shaved for child birth, so it
is still all there. You're staying all week mom told
me; perhaps we can meet some place and relive the past"
"Can you come to my motel in the morning, I'm in Room
437 of the Express Motel and Inn," I stated to my
sister"
The next morning around seven I got a call from my
sister and she asked, "Are you up yet - you know like
erect-up?"
"No, but with you standing nude it shouldn't take more
than a couple of seconds for that to happen. I'll tell
you what; if you come over right away you can enjoy
breakfast with me. I've showered and was heading out to
the Pancake and Egg restaurant next door."
Over breakfast my twin and I enjoyed remembering our
past times as kids and all that had happened during the
intervening years. When Connie told she'd been unable
to have children and her husband Lawrence wouldn't
agree to adoption, she informed me she had become
depressed.
"Cal, one day I was just out driving around and pulled
into a small restaurant at lunch time. Over a burger
and fries, I got to speaking with a guy and less than
an hour latter he was hammering my body. That afternoon
was wild and I did not feel remorseful after arriving
home. In fact, I started meeting up with guys at least
once a week and Lawrence never knew and I never
informed him of my extra life of sex."
"From what I can tell you're more attractive than ever
and I mean that in complete honesty. So how man men
have you treated to your nice tight pussy... I assume
it's still tight?" Smiling at my twin and reaching over
and lightly stroking her arm resting on the table, I
asked, "Have you ever had a gang bang?"
"Oh yes, three times, but that was right after I
started cheating and in fact I have recently commenced
experimenting with the same sex thing - does this shock
you, Brother Dearest?"
"Not really as it is part of the drive from one type of
sexual experimentation to the other. You must look
terrific with another woman and I would love to see you
nude. Your body seems to have stopped aging and your
still trim," I answered my twin.
"You remember when you urinated up my butt? Calvin that
was minor from what I've experienced with a woman. A
woman I went to college with lives down the street from
me has taught me sexual hijinks I'd never have believed
possible before I got in bed with Daisy. Calvin,
believe this or not, but I've allowed Daisy to give me
enemas. Hell, I can't describe the sensations I receive
as she goes down on me, while I have a butt plug up my
ass and my bowels are full of warm soapy water. You can
pee up my butt again if you wish to enjoy that with me,
dear brother."
While listening to my sister, I thought of some of the
wild things I had done during the years since Connie
and I had last enjoyed sex together. I couldn't wait to
see if she would call her friend Daisy and allow me to
watch them together. As if she was reading my mind,
Connie smiled as she told me, "Tomorrow, Lawrence
leaves for a four day business trip and I've spoken to
Daisy and she has agreed to watch my brother fuck me. "
"Your serious aren't you, so what say I watch the two
of you getting it on together?"
"Daisy said she will show you how to really eat a woman
out - and yes, I will have the largest butt plug she
has up my ass. After she eats me she wants to watch you
fuck me. And this is while I have three bags of water
filling my bowels. The most I have ever had was two and
I about died from the cramps - or so it seemed at the
time."
Once we returned to my motel room, I watched my sister
undress and recalled how she undressed the day I took
her cherry. There was hardly any sag to her breasts and
I loved seeing her now 36-C breasts nude. Then the
crown of her sex was before my eyes.
Nothing prepared me for the massive growth of hair
covering my twin sister's mons and down the labia of
her pussy. I reached out and lightly pulled the thick
part of her pubes, which grew at the top of her cleft.
The light brown hair was streaked in blonde and Connie
admitted to using dye to highlight her maiden bush.
When I pulled it away from her body, Connie understood
what I was thinking and in a hoarse voice told me,
"Five and a half inches and I have some that are six
inches long. Some longer hairs came off in a guy's
teeth once when I was enjoying oral sex." Telling me
how the hairs were removed from her body; Connie
started laughing and told me, "He was pulling them with
his teeth."
"Cal, they came out as he was tugging on them and some
how got them in his throat. The shithead nearly chocked
trying to cough them up." Connie added, "I told him he
must be a fucking tom cat and had a hair balls in his
gullet."
When I stood up and removed my clothes and them took
Connie in my arms and moved us onto the bed. I and my
twin lay on the bed in a sixty-nine position on our
sides with our faces between the other's thighs.
Suddenly Connie was crying and stopped sucking me and
said, "My gawd Calvin, I'm going to pee... I haven't in
all these years... do you mind?"
Instead of answering, I moved Connie onto her back and
moved my body between her smooth thighs. I begin to
devour her pussy and when she orgasmic, commenced
peeing. The warm urine liquid filled my mouth and I
tried to drink all of it, but was unable to do so. Yet
the pleasure of feeling her hot pee in my mouth and all
over my face was a tremendous and delightful
gratification. I eased my finger up her ass in hope I
could keep her peeing forever.
When I felt my twin's hip raise up from the bed, I
could tell that her heels and shoulders were keeping
her body up in the air for me. I kept licking her until
she experienced her third orgasm.
"My gawd Cal, your making me come like you did when I
was only a kid... stop eating me and fuck me... fuck me
darling brother, oh hell yes, your cock is going in
me... ugh - aughhhh, I'm going to come already. Holy
shit - I can't stop coming... Calvin, fuck me."
In a few moments my twin told me, "I'm divorcing
Lawrence and moving in with you. Do you want me as your
wife and lover - even if we can't marry," my sister
asked while expressing her feeling as she got off?
"Connie, I would love to have you as my wife... now I
want to fuck like we did when we were young. Feel me
fucking you, you feel it don't you - you still like it
slow and gentle - oh hell Connie, I want you forever...
yes, my own sister, your now my wife."
The remainder of the day we stayed the same until five
in the afternoon, and Connie went home. She returned
around seven and said that Lawrence was still cursing
about her leaving him and had told him she wanted a
divorce. Calvin, I told him to have his shit out of the
house when he returns from his trip. You should have
heard him over the phone when I told him his stuff
would be packed and ready for him to move out"
The next day Connie and I were enjoying the time
visiting with mom during her birthday. That evening we
were in my motel room and around nine o'clock, mom
called and asked, "Is Connie with you son?"
"Yes, why - mom your voice sounds funny - what's
wrong?"
"You need to take your sister home. I just received a
call from her friend Daisy and she informed me Connie's
house is on fire. The fire department is there and
evidently Lawrence was in the house," mom told me as
she was crying.
"Mom, I'll take care of things... Connie and I will
come and get with you later - see you in perhaps in an
hour - bye mom," I told my mother.
Looking at my sister, I told her we needed to go to her
house and she could tell from what I had said to mom
that something was wrong. Informing Connie what mom
said, my sister asked if she could call Daisy. After
Connie had spoken with Daisy, we drove to her friend's
home, and told Commie the street was blocked from her
own home to the end of the street.
Once we reached Daisy's, we spoke for a few minutes
with Daisy and her husband Willard. Then I led my
sister to where we found a fire chief and spoke to him
about the fire. Crying when she heard Lawrence had died
in the fire and the chief handed Connie a note one of
the firemen had found on the kitchen table.
The note was a suicide letter and Lawrence wrote how he
had been having an affair for the past five years and
even had a girlfriend who had a child by him under
another name he used. He wrote of how he could no
longer go on with his lies and made no mention of
Connie telling him she wanted a divorce.
Once the fire chief and police had spoken with Connie,
she and I went back to get my car and drove to the
assisted living facility where mom lived. After
speaking with mom for an hour or so, I drove Connie to
my motel and we undressed and took a soaking bath
together.
The next day we woke up and after sleeping together the
night before without having sex, we seemed to simply
move into each others arms. Within moments we were
enjoyed the rites of intercourse as if we were a
married couple.
After we both climaxed and got out of bed, Connie and I
walked to the bathroom. Connie looked at me and told me
the same thing she had the previous night, "I can't say
I'm sorry Lawrence is out of my life. I wish he hadn't
taken his life, but you and I know he was striking back
at me."
Holding my sister in my arms and enjoying the feel of
her nude body against my own, I replied, "Yes, he was
trying to hurt you by his actions."
"Calvin, sit on the toilet," and after I had, Connie
sat on my lap facing me. In less than ten seconds I
felt my twin peeing on me as we sat facing each other.
When my sister hugged my neck and pressed her lips to
mine I was somewhat taken back.
"I've never done this before nor even thought of such
an act, but I want this closeness with you. Calvin I
hope you're not upset with me."
"Connie, it is touching - my turn is next," I replied.
After my twin was done urinating, she stood up and I
told her to get in the tub and lie down. While stepping
into the tub before me, I loved the view of Connie's
round buttocks. From just looking I noted they were
still hard and had no evidence of cottage cheese on her
thighs or hips.
Reclining on the bottom of the tub, Connie told me,
"This is cold, why didn't you warm it up with hot water
- are you a sadist Darling Brother?"
Stepping into the tub, I stood with my legs on each
side of my twin sister and told her; "Open your mouth -
take my pee if you can." I let my urine flow from my
half hard cock. Peeing with a partial hard-on wasn't
easy. Once I started peeing I aimed my stream at
Connie's open mouth.
I watched as she would close her lips and saw her
throat moving in what I knew was her drinking my pee. I
would hold my cock tight so I stopped peeing until she
opened her mouth for me to fill it once more with my
hot liquid. Four times I watched my sibling drink my
pee and Connie moved to a sitting position and took my
cock in her mouth.
Just before she engulfed my cock between her lips,
Connie looked up at me and whispered, "I'm going to
suck the pee from you cock and drink it all down, I
don't want to waste another drop - I love you my
Darling Husband."
#
During my senior year of high school I was enjoying sex
with a couple of different girls when I met Sheila.
What I have never understood was why I even made an
initial date with the bubbly blonde girl, who had moved
in next door. My mother had me help the new neighbors
unload their truck and for the better part of the day I
was carrying furniture and boxes of who knows what.
Around seven in the evening the last of the items were
unloaded from the truck and the trailer Mrs. Wilson had
towed behind their '55 Caddy. I met each of the five
daughters and enjoyed speaking with Mr. Wilson, who
promptly said I was to call him Gary.
The girls were introduce to me as, Sheila, a vivacious
and spirited 16 year old. In my teenage mind I could
picture this girl on the back seat of my '54 Lincoln
Capri completely nude. For whatever the reason, I saw
her pussy nude and not one hair marred it's beauty.
Which later on I found not to be true. The cuteness of
the girl made me wild and found I couldn't speak to her
without having some problem in forming the words I was
saying.
"Calvin you must be my age. Perhaps you can attend
church with me, would you like that? I'm very active in
church functions and belong to the missionary society
and some day will be a missionary and help the poor
people in Africa or some other place on earth."
Thinking to my self, "Heck, she is really a sexy and
pretty girl and tells me she is religious." Before I
lost the opportunity, I told Sheila, "It would be nice
to escort you to church. Maybe we can go for sandwiches
and a soda; would you like that, Sheila?"
Gale was a pretty 14 year old who looked like her
mother. What struck me about Gale was her fair skin and
she was wearing a pair of white shorts and a plaid top
that was tied around her waist. If she moved just right
I could see her belly button. I wanted to simply ask
her if I could kiss the deep recession in her tummy.
Patty, who was nothing less than a 12 year old
tempestuous of a girl who was enthralling to me as any
preteen girl could be to a horny teen lad. I wondered
why she had a sexual appeal to me and she was extremely
charming in her looks for being so young.
I loved Patty flirting with me all day and she seemed
to find a way to brush against me when no one was
around. Several times she would position herself on a
piece of furniture or some box and inerrably pull her
skirt up exposing the thin shapely legs.
Watching Patty I couldn't get enough of a view to
determine if she did or didn't have panties on under
her skirt. Just before I was about to pull the last box
that was up high on the top of items in the back of the
truck, Patty said she would help me get the box down. I
watched as she stood on the arm of the sofa and moved
to help me get the box.
Before my eyes were the round butt of the preconscious
girl and she looked at me and smiled. Patty gave me an
impish and naughty smile as she told me, "I took them
off just for you - do you think I have a sex butt and
do you like seeing my kitty?"
Looking up at the nude buttocks of the preteen girl and
then studying the narrow gash between her legs, I saw a
bald pussy that had puffy lips that seemed larger than
any I had ever seen, including those of my mother.
"You sure have a nice tush," and as I spoke the urge
was to reach up and touch her ass and pussy.
The youngest girl, Kelly Jean was 10 years old and she
had on a pair of her mother's shorts I later learned.
This girl didn't seem to mind that when she hopped up
on a box or sat with her legs split widely apart that
her pink panties were displayed. Kelly Jean kept trying
to help, but nearly every item at this point of
unloading the truck was too heavy for her carry.
At one point, Mrs. Wilson, whose name was Nora, was
bending over to pick up a box of something and paying
no attention to the fact her skirt had twisted around
on her legs. The movements of her body as she attempted
to lift the box caused her to not only lose her
balance, but she tripped on a piece of cardboard and
fell backwards onto the stack of folded packing mats.
I rushed to assist Mrs. Wilson when she was falling and
her legs went up in the air. The view of Mrs. Wilson's
adult legs which were uncovered showed me the
loveliness of the older woman's thighs. Looking at a
woman's legs completely on display before me, made me
understand how shapely and attractive female legs can
be and I mentally compared them with those of my
mother.
Before my eyes nothing blocked the view my looking at
her panty covered pussy. To my surprise Nora's panties
were mostly lace. I could see blonde hair sticking
through the lace. The left side of her panties had
slipped over her pussy and was wedged in the crease of
her female cut.
When she fell, Mrs. Wilson landed so her arms were
above her head, and one stack of the packing mats fell
on her and covered her head, arms and down to her
waist.
Moving quickly to help her, I couldn't stop looking
between her legs. "Man, has she ever got great legs and
I'd sure would like to get between them for a whole
day," I said the words out loud and did so before I
realized my stupid remark was verbal. I knew Mrs.
Wilson heard me utter my thoughts. Realizing my
stupidity and mistake, I hoped Mrs. Wilson hadn't heard
me as I begin removing the mats covering her body.
Once I had the mats removed so she wasn't covered with
the mats, I looked at Nora's red shaded and embarrassed
face, I knew Mrs. Wilson had heard my comments. There
was no doubt I was about to catch holy hell from my new
pretty neighbor lady. Worse yet, I believed she'd
inform my mother what I had said. Mrs. Wilson looked at
me and though her face was red, smiled at me and didn't
immediately make an effort to push her skirt down over
her legs.
For what was likely a half minute in time, but seemed
forever, I starred at the view of my new neighbor's
pussy lip that eased from the side of her panty crotch
and was on display, I told her, "I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to..."
"No problem my gallant young man - I should be more
careful."
"I'm sorry for looking at you after you fell, but you
looked so pretty and I could see your legs and
everything."
Your quick aren't you, Calvin... did you find me
alluring - what do you think Calvin, am I attractive,
even as an older adult woman," Mrs. Wilson asked me?
"Yes - you have a pretty face." Actually I wanted to
tell her I enjoyed viewing her blonde pubes and pussy
lip that become uncovered and how her panties had split
her beaver. Yet I didn't have the nerve to inform the
older woman what I was thinking.
"Let me guess, you saw more than my face from what
you've said, am I right. Perhaps it's too bad I'm older
and you're so young, what do you think, Calvin?"
By now I was past caring if she got upset and if she
was going to play verbal games with me, I would respond
in kind. "What I saw looked very pretty and
exceptionally young - your legs are perfect and I
definitely enjoying knowing you're a natural blonde."
"Why thank you my gallant young stud muffin. Should I
fall again and Calvin, be honest, would you enjoy
watching me fall again?"
I didn't answer Mrs. Wilson, but my eyes took in her
breasts, waist, her shapely legs, and then my eyes
again checked out her tits. She must be a 34-C, from
what I can tell and it is funny, her daughters all have
small titties. I was later to find out that wasn't the
case with Sheila, the one who was very religious.
During the remainder of the day I didn't get to see
Mrs. Wilson's body under her clothing. What I did get
to feel was another body against mine. Patty was
constantly brushing her small bumps, of what some day
would be breasts, against my arms and even the upper
side of my hands. A few times her hand struck lightly
against my groin.
My mother had informed me the week before about the
neighbors we would be having. Mon had met the parents
when they were looking at the house. Mom told me the
family was religious and Mr. Wilson was some a minister
and administrator with the church's state office.
Just before we unloaded the last of the items and moved
them into the house, Patty got up into the truck and
took my hand in hers. "You can kiss me if you want,"
and as she spoke, scarred the hell out of me as she
pushed my hand under her skirt.
Hells bells, she still hadn't put her panties on. I
could feel her little pussy and it had no hairs on it,
but I could feel what felt like peach fuzz on her twat.
I was at a loss for words as Patty told me, "Push your
finger in my pussy - go ahead, I'm not a virgin." What
in the hell is with this chick I asked myself? But I
was curious and did as Patty asked. There was no doubt
she wasn't a virgin as her pussy felt open as much as
any pussy I had felt up or fucked so far in my life
time.
That evening I decided to go for a ride around town and
drove to the local drive inn and found the Wilson's
having a late dinner. They invited me to join them and
I drank a cola and enjoyed speaking with them. I was
seated between Mrs. Wilson and Kelly Jean.
When I first felt Mrs. Wilson's leg brush against mine
I thought it was an accident. Then I knew better as she
was rubbing her leg so it pressed firmly against mine.
Mrs. Wilson was seated to my right and the table cloth
hung down over the edges of the table. Within moments
my leg and crotch was being stroked by Mrs. Wilson.
When I was completely hard I felt Mrs. Wilson's fingers
grip my cock and thought I'd die on the spot. After a
couple more grips of my erection she stopped touching
me. Something told me the future held more promise.
While we were saying good night, Patty in as innocent
of a preteen voice you could ever expect a young girl
to speak in, asked her mother, "Mommy, may I ride home
with Calvin? He promised I could ride in his car and
would show me the neighborhood. Please mommy, let me...
tell her you said you would Calvin."
"Patty, Calvin doesn't want a little girl riding in his
car so don't be a pest and asking such things of him,
"Mrs. Wilson replied to her daughter's begging.
"Calvin, tell mommy you said it would be okay," the
girl who'd told me she wasn't a virgin said to me.
"Sure you can this once, if you mother says its okay,"
I replied and having had me finger her little slit,
which was at her request that Patty might want to fuck.
Ten minutes later I was driving home with Patty in the
car with me. Nora, her mother told Patty she had to be
home in one hour and no more than an hour and a half.
After we were riding around in the car, Patty asked,
"Where can we go and be alone Calvin, we only have a
little time."
Looking at the cute girl I asked her point blank, "How
long have you been fucking - does your sisters fuck,
also?"
"Almost two years - yeah next month it will have been
two years since I was first fucked. My sisters are so
virginal they don't even touch their pussies when they
dry them off after peeing."
"Patty, I think your bull-shitting me, hell that means
you would have been fucking since you were ten years
old - no way, I don't think you've ever fucked."
"Why do you think I'm lying to you? I was only nine
years old the first time I got it, but I turned ten
years old a month after my first time? Calvin, I like
you - why don't you think I'm honest with you?"
I drove to the strip mine to park and simply couldn't
believe what I was seeing. Before I turned the car off
Patty started undressing and had her clothing removed
in a flash. Patty's tits were just small little bumps
and her nipples were no bigger than mine.
Patty wasted no time in stripping off and I looked at
her body and thought of Connie when she was 12 and
realized that Patty was no where as close in
development as my twin had been at that age.
Looking at Patty, I thought, "She looks like a ten year
old in the nude and stated rather proudly that she'd
been fucking since being nine years old. Looking
between Patty's legs I could see she had no block my
view of her seemingly open pussy slit. "Let's get in
the back seat," I said to Patty.
The kid wasted no time in getting in climbing stark-
assed naked into the back of the car and lay on the
seat with her legs apart. I moved on top of Patty after
I unfastened my pants and pulled them below my knees.
Moving the head of my cock to her young pussy, I shoved
up into her and heard her moan, "Ugh... oh yeah it has
been a month since I've had it... oh your big... ughhh,
oh not so hard. Gee whiz, Calvin you're hurting me."
While shoving my cock in and out of the twisting and
bounding young girl, I thought, "Hell, she loves
fucking and moves around like an eel." Patty flipped
her tiny round hips in every direction as I fucked her.
Her torso wiggled and her legs were never still as I
drilled her young cunt.
There was no doubt that the moving of her tiny body and
the sounds she was uttering told me while stroking her
with my dick, told me know she was a regular fuckster.
In fact, Patty was one of the best fucks I would ever
know. Patty didn't seem to control her need to fuck me
as she moved and shouted as I fucked her.
For four or five minutes I fucked the 12 year old and
after filling her young pussy with my cream, pulled my
cock from her tight slit. We sat up on the car seat and
I grabbed the towel I'd been leaving in the car so my
seat didn't get messed up. I shoved it under Patty's
hips and I could feel how wet her pussy was. Once I had
the towel under Patty's small ass, she leaned over and
started licking my cock.
It was obvious the preteen had done this before and
licked my cock till she'd removed all my come. Patty
commenced sucking my cock until I was hard again. I
watched as Patty moved until she was again on her back.
The preadolescent girl told me, "Fuck me again Cal and
I know we must be quick, but I want it again before we
leave."
This time I fucked Patty fast and hard and at one point
had her right leg on my shoulder. It was one of the
hardest fucks I'd ever done in my car. Patty sound like
the little girl she was while begging and crying out
for me not to screw her hard. Her pleas only made me
fuck her harder and by the time I shot my come up her
well fucked pussy, Patty screeched out she was getting
off.
For several minutes I lay on top of her small body and
keeping my cock up her wet pussy. As it had been a week
since I'd last fucked, my hips were moving and working
my cock till I got hard. Finally I was erect and for
the third time fucked Patty slow and deep, but altered
from a jerking fuck to long in and out fucking motions
of my cock.
I could feel Patty's tiny buttocks moving in my hands
while holding them during my fucking her. The small
body was moving with my hips bumping up and down and
begging me, "Cal, oh you're fucking me... yeah, it is
good, you're fucking me and I want you to fuck me. Shot
your come in me, let your come squirt again up my
pussy. When I get hair on my pussy will you still
desire to fuck me?"
All the while Patty was fucking me back; I thought once
again that she wiggles and twists around like an eel as
she struggled to get her goodies. Finally I shot my
load up her cunt once more.
After we got up, Patty took the towel and wiped her
pussy off. This time I found Patsy would forgo cleaning
off my cock with her tongue like a cat. Patty was
sitting on the car seat dressing and told me I fucked
too hard and wouldn't let me do her again.
"Tell me something, Patty who have you been fucking -
and how many guys have you been with?"
"I better not tell - you wouldn't want me to say I did
it with you, now would you?"
"No... that is something you keep secret, I shouldn't
have asked, but how many guys have you been with?"
"Calvin, will you think I'm terrible if I tell you?"
"Why Patty, I just made love with you... so I'm just as
terrible if you believe that. So tell me Patty, who was
the luck guy that got you first and how many since?
There is no way I could believe you're terrible after
the great fuck you just gave me. Damn girl, I never
felt any girl move her ass around like you."
"The state superintendent of our church was first... I
was just short of being ten years old like I told you.
I was a small kid and not much bigger than Kelly Jean
is now. Since then I have been with," and while I
dressed and watched, Patty was counting on her fingers.
With a silly smile on her face, Patty told me, "You
make a dozen - your peter is bigger than any of the
others I've had in me. Calvin, maybe I will let you do
me again... especially if you lick me between my legs."
Out of the blue, Patty told me, "I was wrong; there
were 13 guys. I didn't count one of them. He shouldn't
have done me and his thing is big. His cock isn't as
big as yours. The man was my da..." Patty didn't finish
the word but I knew she meant her father when she said
'da' but she hadn't said the word "dad" completely.
Looking across the seat at Patty, I asked her, "You did
it with your dad... does your mother or sisters know...
hell kid, how many times have you had sex with your
father?"
"Calvin, I didn't say I did with my dad."
"You stated to say it and you stopped as you said 'da',
but I know you meant dad."
"Okay, but you must never tell... dad does me a lot but
he hasn't for over two months, I don't know why? My mom
doesn't know nor does my sisters. Were such a fucked up
religious group of people, especially Sheila... she
wants to be a missionary."
Driving home, I looked at my watch and saw it had been
hour since we left the restaurant. We had plenty of
time to meet the hour and a half deadline her mother
had imposed for Patty to be home.
"So how did you get it the first time... where was
you," I asked?"
Patty commenced telling about getting fucked her first
time. She spoke so long about her initial fuck, I drove
around till she ran out of words. I couldn't get over
the fact she could speak so long about getting fucked
the first time. Instead of just saying she undressed
and had it shoved up her young twat she gave me blow by
blow details. I listened and tried not to interrupt her
narrative of how she got a guy's third leg her first
time.
"The superintendent of the church is daddy's boss, and
had me put the Sunday programs together after they were
received from the printer. It was Saturday morning and
I was nearly finished putting the programs together.
Reverend Sanderson walked into the small room where I
was working and started smiling and talking to me.
"Now, Patty," Superintendent Sanderson begin saying to
me, "Your certainly a nice girl to do this hard work
for the church and in fact your one of my favorite
workers. Not only that, Patty, you're the prettiest
little girl I've ever seen." When I felt his hands
brushing across my hair and down over my face I thought
how lucky it was to have someone like me so much."
I continued listening to Patty speaking about her
sexual initiation.
"That Saturday no one else had shown up to help do the
programs. There were usually three of us kids who did
the job of putting the programs together and stapling
them. I found out later from the other kids they
wouldn't be needed that Saturday."
"Your all alone - where are the others today," the
superintendent asked as if he didn't know why I was
alone?"
"I don't know, but guess they decided to stay home or
something. Billy was supposed to help but his mom was
at our place yesterday evening and said he was sick.
Where Eleanor is I have no idea."
"Guess I will help you and everyone else has left
church. I've locked the building so I'll put thing
together and you staple. Does that make you happy
pretty girl?"
"I was wearing a skirt and top and when Reverend
Sanderson told me to hop up on the table so he could
hand the programs to me easier, I didn't think and did
as he requested. No more than a minute passed after he
was handing the pages to me than I must have moved so
my skirt was above my knees and my panties were
displayed to the eyes of the minister."
"After a half hour or so I felt the superintendent's
hands brushing my leg as he handed me the programs. In
a half hour we were finished and I listened as Reverend
Sanderson told me he had been able to see my panties
while we worked at getting the programs put together.
The constant touching of my leg by Richard's hand, as
the minister told me to call him, was intentional, but
it felt kind of nice."
"I was old enough to understand what was happening, but
such liberties on a young girl or boy's body wasn't an
issue with me. I found it exciting that an older man
liked me. When Richard handed me the last program to be
stapled he allowed his hand to rest on my leg. He was
resting it more than half way between my knee and the
top of my leg. I enjoyed knowing the superintendent
liked me and was touching me, although I knew such
liberties weren't supposed to be taken or done with
me."
"When I felt Richard turn his hand over so his open
palm was on my leg I giggled as it kind of tickled.
Suddenly his fingers were moving ever so lightly back
and forth on my thigh and I wondered what I should do.
I was watching Richard's fingers moving like a spider
walking up my leg. I got scarred, but instead of asking
him to remove his hand, I said, "Guess I better leave,
shouldn't I... Richard? In all honesty I admit I wanted
him to touch my thing in my pants"
"Not if you don't wish to - let me call your house and
inform your mother that the other two kids didn't show
up and it's taking longer than usual."
"Patty, the preached called your mom," I asked her in
disbelief?
"Yeah, I listened as Richard spoke with my mother and
evidently she believed everything he was saying to her
and he would bring me home when we finished the
programs."
"Richard returned to the table and sat down where he
was before. I'd pulled my skirt up higher on my leg and
wanted to be seen and touched. While Richard put his
hand against my panties, I thought this was supposed to
be bad. I felt my thing become excited and still
remember how it made me shudder in anticipation of the
fact the man was going to reach inside my panties.
My mom had told me not to let someone do such a thing
unless I want it done. Mom said it was a private thing
between a couple and I wanted it to happen for some
reason and guessed it was okay."
Looking at Patty, I asked her, "You were nine years old
and wanted someone to finger you?"
"Guess I did and I had looked at a book of dad's once
where it told about a guy feeling a girl between her
legs. No more than a few seconds passed and my leg was
again being felt by the minister. Not knowing if I
should let him continue touching me, I decided to enjoy
whatever he was going to do. I was surprised when his
fingers were pressing my panties against my little
hole."
"You shouldn't touch me like that Richard, we could get
in trouble," I said in a high pitched voice. Calvin,
suddenly I was scarred at what was happening and told
Richard he best take his fingers from my panties."
Then I listened as Patty told me what the preacher told
her.
"No Patty, you're my girlfriend, and if we don't tell,
no one will know."
"Then I felt my panty leg being pulled away from my
body by Richard's fingers and his fingers were touching
my tiny pee hole. Fear ran though my body and I though
this is how girls get raped by men when they get
touched between their legs. I was so scarred I thought
I'd pee. Then I felt a strange sensation in my pussy
and knew Richard loved me as he stated I was his
girlfriend. The total time he was making my little pee-
hole tingle."
"You enjoyed his touching you, is that what your
telling me Patty," I asked the cute girl?
"Yes, I enjoyed the funny feelings in my thing, but
told him, Richard... that feels funny. Then he told me,
"Patty, lets go to my office where it is more private,
okay with you girlfriend?"
"Once we were in his office we sat on the sofa in front
of his desk. In less time than before, my legs were
again being felt and so was my chest. This was odd to
me and I didn't feel anything when he touched my chest.
Richard looked at me and asked, "Why don't we undress
and we can touch each other without clothes being in
the way?"
"Calvin, I didn't answer him, but when he stood up and
removed his shirt, kicked off his loafers and removed
his slacks and his under shorts. Before my eyes were
the first male thing I had ever seen and knowing what
it was and what boys and girls did with their things, I
about died in shame."
"Slowly I undressed and when I was nude, stood in front
of Richard and held my hand over my pee hole. Richard
reached out and pulled me down flat onto the sofa. I
was being kissed and didn't know if I did or didn't
like being kissed. Once more he was touching my hole
with his fingers and asked me if anyone had ever done
this with me before?"
"Shaking my head no, he moved me so I was lying on the
sofa and he kneeled down on the floor. In a split
second Richard was kissing my legs and somehow I knew
he intended to kiss my hole. When Richard's lips
touched my little hole, I about jumped out of my skin.
Richard started licking me between my legs with his
tongue and it was a great feeling."
"Never in my life would I have believed a man would
lick a girl between her legs. Although my friends and I
spoke about such things, we were totally wrong about
how it would feel, but we were so innocent, about how
it was done. For several minutes I lay on the sofa and
finally my body seemed to have a mind of its own,
especially between my legs. Cal, I kind of bounced
around and I couldn't lay still it felt so wonderful."
"Reverend Sanderson, you're making my pee-hole feel
different - what is happening... ugh - ugh, oh I'm
going to pee or..." and then my body seemed to
explode."
"While tingling all over, I watched Richard move up
over me and understood what he was going to do. Mom
said girls got raped when a man got between their legs
and pushed his thing in them. Mom had said I must never
allow a man to rape me unless I was married."
"I felt Richard's hard thing pressing against my little
pee-hole and in a short time it was part way in me. At
first it felt good then it started hurting and I cried
out, "Ugh... stop Reverend Sanderson... it hurts...
augh noooo, oh it hurts...aughhhh!" Even as I was
crying out from the sudden and terrible pain I felt
inside my little pee-hole, I knew that it meant I was
no longer a virgin."
"How many times did he do you that day," I asked Patty?
"Just once, heck I bleed and it hurt. Richard had me
put paper towels in my panties. Richard took me to the
woman's restroom, and showed me how to use a pad he got
from a machine. In fact he got me four more to take
home with me. He showed me how to put them between my
legs and not to put them where anyone would find them
once I took them from my panties."
After that, Patty explained sex was something that
happened all the time between her and the
superintendent. Patty said one day he had two other men
with him and that day all three of them fucked her.
"Calvin, from then on, I made his friends feel good. I
must admit I started liking sex. Richard said what we
were doing I should call fucking. So after the second
time he shoved his prick in me, I learned to say fuck
and I've called it fucking since that time."
I knew that Patty couldn't have made up such a story
about having sex for her first time. Not only that, I
was surprised she could speak about getting fucked
without being embarrassed about such a thing.
#
One day my mom asked me to walk next door to the
Wilson's and invite then over for a barbeque in our
back yard that evening. I knocked on the back door and
Nora answered my knock and invited me inside. She was
dressed in a summer dress and it fit her like a glove
across her waist and breasts. The skirt of the dress
was full and swirled around her legs as she walked.
Mrs. Wilson asked me to sit at the table and she would
fix me a glass of lemonade. This was the first time I'd
been alone with the woman since the night at the
restaurant and the night I'd fucked her 12 year old
daughter. Even with as much sex as I had experienced I
was a little nervous around this attractive married
woman.
"So Calvin, what brings you to my door, did you know I
was home alone?"
"No, my mom asked me to come over and invite all of you
over for a barbeque this evening. Also if you wish to
bring a salad that would be nice."
Then I thought of her comment that she was alone. For a
few minutes we sat and drank lemonade together and when
Nora had unfastened the top two buttons on her dress I
didn't recall seeing her do so. Mrs. Wilson asked me if
I could help her hang a mirror in the hallway upstairs.
I carried the mirror and she the hammer and a large
nail. We climbed the stairs and when we got to the top,
Nora showed me where she wanted the mirror hung. After
hanging the mirror we toured the upstairs of her home.
We walked into the bedroom she and her husband occupied
and I was surprised at how she kept it so clean looking
and almost everything was white.
I watched as Mrs. Wilson sat on the edge of the bed and
as she did, pulled the skirt of her dress up a little
on her legs. It was only then that I realized her dress
buttoned from the top to the bottom.
Before my eyes I watched the old woman unfastening her
dress, button by button. When she had it completely
unbuttoned she allowed it to fall on each side of her
body. Nora was wearing a silk and lace slip. The slip
was all lace from the waist up and she had no bra on
under the beautiful garment.
Nora moved the lower part of her lovely slip so her
stockings showed and I was surprised to see they had a
round roll at the top where they ended on her thighs.
There was a small amount of her skin showing above the
tops of her stockings and I loved seeing how white and
smooth her legs looked.
The pink of her nipples showed through the lace and I
could see what I had only recently learned were areolas
and were separate from the nipples. Nora's nipples and
areolas were a deep pink and the areola on each breast
seemed exceptionally large and nearly as round as the
top of a drinking glass.
"Why don't you take your pants down Calvin," and as
Nora asked, I watched her pull her slip up and reach
under the garment and pull her panties off. They were
silk with lots of lace on them.
Suddenly Nora lay back on the bed with her legs hanging
over the edge. Before my eyes was a very blonde hairy
pussy, and the large growth of hair seemed to be one
mass of curls.
Her slit was just visible through the thick spirals of
course looking tresses growing at the center of her
body. Her mop of hair was thick and seemed to be
matted. I soon found out it was so thick and curly that
it only appeared matted, but in reality was just overly
dense.
Nora's pussy hair grew from near her belly button and
across her lower stomach to her hips. The hair grew
thick on her inner legs and seemed to grow around and
down toward her anal opening and up between her hips.
"You know what I want don't you Calvin... you can take
me, but do taste me first."
I understood she wanted me to eat her out first, and I
enjoyed eating a pussy whenever I could. Knowing I'd
eaten her daughter, I wondered what Nora would say if
she knew I'd not only ate her daughter's cunt, but had
fucked the 12 year old girl?
Moving on my knees, I started kissing Nora legs from
her knees to her thighs and finally heard her ask me
for what I was waiting to hear.
"Calvin, don't tease me, don't make me wait... take me
with your mouth... oh yessss. My gawd Calvin, you're
good..." Nora uttered as I kissed and licked her pussy
from her anus to her clit.
I bit her large clit and when I moved my tongue down
through her slit, I eased my tongue so I could probe
her anus. I felt Nora move her hips upward so I could
tease her rectum and press my tongue to her neither
hole. Then I was licking her clit for several minutes
and built her up and then move away from her hard
button when I sensed she was ready to come.
"Calvin, no more teasing... I want to come... oh my
gawd I'm ready to get it... make me come... please
darling... it has been too long. Now darling, I'm
ready... aughhhh, oh hell, I'm getting it good, oh
Calvin... your tongue is wonderful..." and as I licked
her clit, I eased my finger to her anus and wormed it
up through her sphincter.
"Aughhhh, I'm getting off... oh gawd," and just as she
was ready to go off, I shoved my finger deep up her
butt. "Calvin, it can take care of itself back there.
Oh gawd I'm coming... now... yessss eat me... augh!"
While Nora was still getting her goodies, I moved up
and used my hands to push her on the bed and I moved
between her welcoming legs. The long legs had wonderful
shaped thighs and the moment I was between them, placed
my cock to her slit and jammed it deep in her hairy
cunt in one shove.
"Ugh, good gawd, easy Calvin, hell your huge... augh,
oh damn it, Calvin, oh hell that is good, but it
hurts," Nora moaned out.
For another five minutes I drilled Nora as deep and
hard as I could. Eventually I pulled her legs up on my
shoulders and bent her body double. Nora became a
crazed woman as I fucked her. Her voice was shrill as I
fucked her deep and hard.
I could feel my nuts ready to shoot off in her tight
pussy and jammed her so hard, it caused her to slide on
the bed and hit her head against the headboard.
"Oh hell, Calvin, you are so fucking hard and big...
not so deep. Hell no one has ever touched me in the
places you just have... my gawd, no young girl could
take your monster."
"What would you say if I told you your little 12 year
old had and she is only one of many," I thought to
myself as I listened to Nora described my fucking her.
We lay on the bed together and in another 15 or 20
minutes were once again in the act of sex. This time
Nora got on top and rode me. This was different and I
loved watching her breasts bounce inside her lacy top.
Finally I reached up and pulled the straps down from
her shoulders and she took her arms out from them. Once
more she was bouncing on my cock and her tits, which
had to be 36-C, were jumping all around on her chest.
I could see her nipples and the large areolas
surrounding her nips. My earlier assessment seemed
correct and her areolas were assuredly the size of a
water glass. Her nipples became hard and I squeezed
them between my thumb and finger and Nora begged me to
squeeze them harder. I caught them really tight in my
grip and applied so much pressure Nora got tears in her
eyes and she still begged me to pinch them harder.
When she went off this time, Nora shuddered and fell
forward on me. I rolled her onto her back and rode her
deep and hard for another couple of minutes while still
pinching one nipple. I shot my come in her pussy and
just as I was finished coming, the phone downstairs
started ringing.
We sat up and arranged our clothes. Nora went down the
stairs quickly to answer the phone and I followed once
I was dressed. It was Sheila calling and wanted to know
if she and her sisters could have a bite to eat at the
ice cream store. Nora told her oldest daughter they
were invited to eat at my parents place and they needed
to get home. For a couple of minutes Nora and I sat at
the kitchen table and enjoyed a glass of lemonade.
"My nipples hurt and Calvin if anyone had ever pinched
them like that before, I would have killed them. The
pain in your pinching my nipples was horrific to the
point it eventually made me desirous of even more pain.
I wanted to experience pain while you fucked me and
suppose it was making up for cheating on my husband. I
must be crazy for having sex with you, but it was
wonderful for me and I hope it was for you," Nora
explained as she opened her dress and checked out her
bra less nipples to determine if they were bruised she
later told me when noting my studying her touching her
own nips.
"You're a beautiful woman and making love to you was
great and I love your big nipples... I'm sorry I hurt
them. Nora, would you like me to kiss them and make
them better," I asked while chuckling"
"You touch them with a feather and I'll strangle you,"
Nora replied as she smiled at me.
As I was walking out the back door I observed Mr.
Wilson pulling into the driveway. I thought to myself,
"Your wife is sitting at the kitchen table with two
loads of my come in her cunt. Hell, I wonder what Nora
will do if he wants to stick it to her."
#
The following week I was mowing the lawn and was about
done when Shelia brought me a glass of ice tea. "Hello
Calvin, you're working so hard in the hot sun I thought
you might wish to take a break and enjoy a glass of
cold tea."
I shut off the mower and told her that in another ten
minutes I would be done, but was certainly glad she
brought me the tea. Not wanting to be rude to the
pretty girl in front of me I walked over and sat down
at the picnic table where Sheila was with the tea.
Sheila was wearing a dress that reached to nearly her
ankles and I asked her, "Wouldn't you be more
comfortable in shorts than the long dress?"
"Oh no Calvin I couldn't wear something so revealing,
my lord would be disappointed if I exposed my body in
such a lewd and aberrant fashion. You must come to
church with me tomorrow and the Sunday service deals
with how women dress. You must listen as Reverend
Sanderson preaches the gospel to us all, both saint and
sinner. Come with me and you will understand why I
dress as I do and I've been told by our minister that I
fit the epitome of how women should dress."
"Thanks for the offer, but my mother usually makes me
attend with her... I could picture my looking at
Shelia's preacher as he stood at the pulpit and thing
of his fucking Patty when she was nine.
In fact, I had met Reverend Sanderson and while I was
speaking with him, pictured how Patty had described his
dick. "The thing curls upward and is long but not thick
like yours or the other men's. It is not nearly as long
as yours and the other men's are smaller than yours,
even dads," Patty had informed me of these matters one
afternoon when I was trying to get her to go for a
ride.
Sheila was still attempting to get me to attend church
with her and said, "Calvin, you're the only boy around
here I know who is my age. I'd like to have someone who
is religious as you take me out - we don't have to
date, but you're so nice. Please, just this once
Calvin, go with me to church tomorrow - I will wear my
new dress and it only reaches to my knee. So, if I give
in about my dress, you must be my date for church."
Looking at the pretty girl, I realized she might have
one hell of a shape under the dress she had on and
perhaps her boobs are bigger than I thought. Oh well,
if she thinks I'm religious, she won't if I try to
stick it to her.
Looking at the wholesome face on the girl, I smiled and
took out the ice cube from my drink. After I had sucked
the tea from it I moved to where Shelia was standing
and before she could respond I dropped the ice cube
down the front of her dress.
And Shelia ran to where I had moved after dropping the
ice down her dress. The plainly dressed girl with no
make up on, but a pretty girl none the less looked at
me and reached out and hugged me. While so involved in
her play acting with me, Sheila pretended to beat me
with her dainty fist. While she was getting her
revenge, I noticed that she had forgotten about the ice
and it was making a wet spot on the front of her dress.
In her struggles to 'punish me' as she laughingly told
me, she pressed her breasts against my arm.
To my surprise they were substantial in size and must
be as large as her mothers. Why I wondered would a girl
with such nice boobs hide them? Man-a-live, I was fast
changing my mind about going to church with Sheila. For
a few minutes I felt the pretty teen girl moving
against me in such a way that I was getting a hard-on.
What happened next I don't know, but somehow I ended up
falling on the ground and Shelia landed on top of me?
Two points of contact occurred that I couldn't have
planned on happening even if I had wanted to as we
fell.
Shelia's right breast was resting against my lips and
her pussy was pressing against my erection. There was
no doubt Sheila felt what I was feeling and she didn't
move initially, but spoke in a hushed voice, "Calvin,
I'm sorry... oh... oh my..."
There was no doubt in my mind Sheila was feeling the
effects of my boner against her sex. Her legs were
spread over my right leg and her pubic area was
pressing against my erection.
I knew without doubt that Sheila understood what she
was feeling against her pussy. Sheila pressed harder
against my hard-on and I moved my hips upward so it
made even more contact between our equally clothed
sexes. The cute teen continued pressing her pussy
against my firm cock for another few seconds and softly
sobbed out, "I feel so needing... forgive me for being
so forward... Calvin it is sinful... forgive me."
My arms closed around her waist and I whispered, "After
this I will go to church with you for the next four
Sundays."
"Calvin, may I get up, I feel so ashamed."
"Let me feel you in my arms for just a few more moments
- you feel so soft and I love whatever your wearing,
Shelia." While we lay against each other for perhaps a
couple of minutes, I could feel Sheila continue rubbing
her pussy against my erection.
I knew Shelia was masturbating by working her sex
against mine and wondered if this was the first time
she had ever gotten herself off. Then I got my answer,
as I felt her body trembling and her sex pressed
tightly to me and she sobbed out, "What is happening...
oh my Calvin, I hope you like me... ohhhhh, yessss!"
As Sheila started to rise up off me, I felt her
continuing to press and rub her pussy against my hard
cock. Shelia looked at me with tears in her eyes.
Speaking softly, I listened as she told me, "You must
forgive me for the sins of the flesh I just committed -
Calvin that is the first time I have ever done such a
thing... pray that I will be forgiven." Shelia realized
her acts were sexual and didn't wish to offend me and
she smiled and told me, "Don't forget, you owe me four
dates to church for the next month."
Looking at Sheila as we both stood up, found I was
holding her hand and I told her, "What we shared wasn't
sins of the flesh, but only our bodies saying we belong
together." Feeling a little mischievous, I told my new
found friend, "Want to try to get me to church with you
for a year - I'm open for a certain bribe."
"Calvin, you are so nice and you're also very ornery.
I've been warned about you... are the things I heard
true? You may believe I didn't catch the mean of my
bribing you, but I'm virginal - not unwise to boys like
you. So you'll pick me up at nine and we will go to
Sunday school in the morning and stay for church
services?"
"Yeah, I guess so, but our deal was for church -
nothing was said about Sunday school... or was I so far
gone in feeling your body against mine that I missed
part of the deal?"
"You need a spanking and..."
"Okay, I'll allow you to spank me and then I will spank
you and without this sounding bad, you have two cute
round hips I'd love to spank, or kiss... whichever my
charming Church Lady deems appropriate or desirable -
or both!"
"Your bad, but I like you Calvin - do you know I want
to be a missionary and travel to the far reaches of the
world and work with people who are starving and require
medical attention,"
"That is a mouth full and you can be commended for your
desires to help others," I told Shelia in reply.
#
That evening, I didn't go out and sat around the house
and Linda came into my room wearing what I was about to
find out, was only a house coat. Linda asked me, "Not
going out big brother - the girls will miss your big
joint."
"Why don't you miss it and let me have your lovely 14
year old body now that your older... no one is home but
you and I please give me my heart's desire sister
Linda?"
"Do you remember what you did to me the last time...? I
felt so dirty after that... maybe... if you want, I
will let you go down on me..."
Thinking if I can get her undressed and she lets me eat
her out, I can nail her once more. I stood up and begin
undressing. My sister looked at me and Linda slipped
off her house coat. Once she was nude, I couldn't get
over how she had developed in such a short period of
time. Her breasts were rounder and larger and her body
had curves where girls were supposed to have them.
Looking between her legs, I saw her pussy and from
where I stood, I couldn't wait to lick her from one
climax to another. During the next half hour I got
Linda off three times from eating her pussy. Then my
sister whispered, "If you want me in my back hole..."
Linda leaned over on her hands and knees and kneeled on
the mattress at the edge of the bed. I moved against
the mattress and within moments I was fucking her
pussy. I'd told Linda I would need to have her pussy
wet so my cock would be snippy with her juices before I
could do her butt.
The time spent in fucking my sister was absolutely
perfect and she had found out somehow that she could
move her butt while getting fucked doggie style. Just
as I was about to get my gun, Linda moaned out, oh
gawd, I'm coming so hard... yeah... now Calvin!"
After filling my sister's pussy with come, I pulled
from her pussy and asked her to suck me back to being
hard so I could do her ass. For a girl who didn't like
the taste of come Linda licked my cock clean and her
mouth was moving up and down on my cock in such a
needing way that I was hard once more in less than two
minutes.
"Kneel back on the bed like you were before," I said to
Linda. When she had her hips positioned in a way that
once more my cock was able to part her sphincter. I
eased up into her pussy and after getting my cock wet
in a few strokes, moved my dick to her ass.
Looking at the pink puckered anal ring, I used my
fingers to get more come from her pussy and onto the
back hole. Satisfied I had her sphincter as wet as
possible, placed my cock head against her anal ring and
started to press up her butt.
"Oh Calvin, your hurting me... just get it in...
ayieeee, oh it burns, ouch, gawd it hurts really
badly... what did you just do, it feels like I'm being
split open?"
The head of my cock had slipped inside her tight ass
and she felt it and cried out, I commenced working my
cock slow and attempting to fuck Linda's ass with as
little pain as possible. Finally my cock was buried
deep in her bowels and Linda was moaning out and I
pushed as firmly as possible to ensure my cock was all
the way in her. I could feel her small round ass checks
against my groin.
For the next several minutes I fucked Linda's ass and
she cried out it hurt and felt good at the same time...
"Calvin, your fucking my ass, oh jezz it feels
different - pee in me if you want."
After I shot my come, I had Linda walk to the bathroom
bent over and I kept my cock buried up her ass. Once
the two of us were in the bathroom and standing in the
shower, Linda turned on the water. For another few
minutes I simply forced my cock to stay in her ass and
finally felt the need to pee.
I was filling Linda's ass with my urine and when I was
done peeing up her butt I pushed against her hips. I
listened as Linda started telling me it was making her
stomach cramp and felt like she'd let everything out of
her, even if I didn't pull my cock from her.
Suddenly Linda cried out, "Oh my brother... I can't
hold back any longer... aughhhh," and I jerked my cock
as fast as possible from my sister's tight sphincter.
Linda's body waste, which was mixed with my come and
pee, shot from her butt. The mixture landed all over me
as she expelled her waste. The smell was not the best,
but the shower soon washed away all of my younger
sister's waste.
"Calvin, I had swore to never let you have me again,
especially like that but for some perverse reason, I
wanted you to butt... butt-fuck me... did you enjoy it
like that?"
"You're something else and it was wonderful... I love
the way your hips have rounded out... you're a pretty
girl," I said to my sister.
#
Sunday morning, I knocked on our neighbor's door and
Sheila answered it and I asked if she was ready? We sat
side by side in Sunday school and in church. After the
collection had been taken, I found Sheila moving her
hand to capture mine. During the remaining service, we
held hands.
After church and we were standing outside waiting for
her parents, Sheila asked. "Can we go eat - not with my
parents, but just the two of us?"
For the next month, I dated Sheila and kept my promise
and went to Sunday school and church with her. One
Saturday night we were on a date and I drove to the
strip mine. Once I parked, Sheila looked at me and I
could tell she was a little upset. Until now we had
only held hands and I had yet to kiss her lips.
I sat holding Sheila's hand and finally asked, "Can we
get in the back seat as there is more room in the back?
You're safe," I said in a soft voice. Sheila didn't
reply as I opened my door and got out and walked around
and opened the passenger side door. I watched as Sheila
turned on the seat toward me and held her hand out.
Holding Sheila's hand, I helped her from the car... I
looked at her face and as it was still day light, I
could see she was wondering what was going to happen.
Once we got in the back seat and I was once again
holding Sheila's hand, she leaned against me and moved
her legs and stretched them out on the seat. "Just a
minute Calvin, I should take my shoes off." Watching
the timid girl pulled each of her legs back and removes
her black and white saddle oxfords.
Pulling her legs back after removing her shoes, Sheila
pulled her puddle skirt up some on her legs. I wished
I'd been on the other end of the car seat as I would
have been able to look under her skirt. Once she had
her shoes off, Sheila leaned back against my body and I
moved my arms around her waist to hold her to me.
We sat and talked and as usual heard her describe how
she couldn't wait to become a missionary. During her
speaking, I commenced kissing her hair and the side of
her face. Whispering in her ear, I asked Sheila, "How
can we be a couple if you're going to leave me and
become a missionary in some wild spot in Africa?"
"You will just have to go with me... wouldn't you
enjoying sharing our lives together?"
"Tell me Miss Missionary, would we sleep together in
the same bed in the wild jungle? You're much to pretty
for me to not want you if we would be in the same bed.
I would want..."
"Calvin, we would need to marry... would you want me if
I slept with you before we married? No I doubt it; I
would just be another female you have known rather
personally. I must be your wife and would be if you
asked me."
To my surprise, Sheila turned and was facing me and her
lips moved and she was kissed mine. It was an innocent
kiss and I felt her body tremble as I found out in just
a moment it was Shelia's first kiss with a boy.
"Now, are you happy? Calvin that is the first time I've
ever kissed a boy... what will happen with us now?"
Instead of replying in words, I moved my lips and
kissed those of the sweet and oh so innocent young girl
with me. For being 16 and worldly about religious life,
I discovered Sheila had no idea about sex or desires
from within the realm of boy and girl being alone.
While we were kissing, Sheila was pulling us down to
where we were lying on the back seat of the car. For a
moment we remained kissing, and to my surprise, Sheila
asked, "Would you promise not to think ill of me if I
undressed, I don't want to get my clothes wrinkled...
mom might thing something happened?"
Then, as if an afterthought, Sheila said, "I have a
slip on... Calvin you won't think I'm dirty will you?
Also I want to feel your body holding me...Calvin?"
I could only look on in disbelief as my virgin friend
unfastened the button on the side of her skirt and
pulled the zipper down and took her skirt off. Next she
unbuttoned the blouse she was wearing and eased her
arms from it and laid it on the skirt on the back of
the car's front seat.
The slip was white and the top was lace. Before my eyes
were the images of two perfectly coned shaped breasts.
I could see Sheila wasn't wearing a bra and her breasts
reminded me of her mothers. Nothing I had done in the
past with girls prepared me on how to deal with a
virgin who was so innocent. Shelia didn't realize her
being in a garment that allowed me to see her nude
breasts was something that made want me to take her.
Sheila lay down on the seat and once more I was next to
her. We were speaking and every so often kissing - but
only a light kiss. At this point I wondered what would
happen if I moved my tongue to her mouth?
The feeling of her legs and especially her thighs were
driving me crazy and I had a hard-on. How we ended up
with me on top of Shelia I have no idea, but we were
kissing. I was between Sheila's thighs and slowly and
lightly dry humping the pretty teen. The urge to pull
her slip up came to my mind, but I didn't and decided
that tonight I'd let the young girl enjoy what she
thought of as sex... or so I assumed she was thinking.
Two weeks later, we were once more parked at the strip
mine and as I watched, Sheila removed her linen slacks
and the pull over top she was wearing. Before my eyes
were a girl in her bra and panties and the tops and
sides of the bra was lace and the whiteness of the
material showed the fair skin of the pretty girl. I
could see the tops of her breasts, but not her actual
nipples, only her round and large areoles.
The panty Sheila was wearing was white cotton and they
fit high up on her thigh. Without saying anything I
removed my shirt and slacks and placed them next to
Sheila's on the front car seat back.
"Calvin, you shouldn't have removed you clothes...
promise me something... always respect me... when
you've been with girls, have they removed their clothes
so they don't get wrinkled?"
Chuckling as I replied, I told the cute girl, "Yeah, oh
yeah, and not only did they not get there clothes mess
up, they got something else... that was why they
undress and took off everything... will you?"
Without warning, I had a girl crying and tears running
down her face as she realized for the first time she
was acting as if she wanted sex. Which was the farthest
from the truth as one could get? Crying as she spoke,
Sheila asked, "Do you think I undressed so we could
have sex... Calvin, I love you... I really do... I'm
sorry if I have let you believe I was asking for sex by
removing my clothes... oh noooo."
"Hush pretty one, with you it is different... I know
your innocent, and not asking for sex. Sheila, thank
you for loving me... guess I've fallen for you but
didn't know it... your really gorgeous in only your bra
and panties... wow, you're something else when it comes
to looks."
"Calvin, thank you."
"I know this is personal, but tell me something...
actually two things, what size bras do you wear... have
you... like... Sheila, have you ever been undressed
like this with any other guys?"
"Oh no, I would be too embarrassed and afraid for any
other guy to see like this... I'm a 32-C... am I bad?
Maybe I should put my clothes on... no one has ever
looked at me with love in their eyes and deep from
within their heart like you, oh Calvin, I hope you love
me as I do you."
"Thank you for being so honest... Sheila, I guess I do
love you... would you take off your bra and panties...
I promise I won't touch you... I want to see how
beautiful my future wife is... Sheila, your mine...
just mine and belong to no one else, right?"
Without replying to my request for a few minutes, but
sitting in the corner of the back seat of the car,
Sheila reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Pulling
her bra from her arms, I cold see her breasts stuck
straight out and must be hard as rocks as they didn't
sag. Then before my eyes, the pretty teen pulled off
her panty.
There before my eyes were the same hair I had seen
growing on Nora's pussy, her mother. Sheila's hair
seemed slightly longer and I wondered if it was because
it wasn't fully culled at her age. My hands wanted to
tangle her maiden hair between my fingers and I wanted
to kiss that hair and the narrow slit. I could see a
hint of her female slit as Shelia sat on the car seat
with her body exposed.
"Satisfied Calvin and is this how you wish to see? I
understand why... Calvin, am I pretty?"
"You're more than satisfy me and you aren't just pretty
you're lovely and the most attractive girl I have ever
seen. Sheila, may I touch...?"
"Oh Calvin... I want to say yes - shouldn't we wait for
that," and as she spoke, Sheila commenced crying.
I reached out and pulled her into my arms and hugged
her and was kissing her hair, face and even the tears
in her eyes. My lips sought hers, and this time I eased
my tongue tip against her lips and for a brief moment,
Sheila allowed me to run my tongue into her mouth and
touch her tongue with mine.
Slowly we moved until we were lying on the back seat of
the car and Sheila asked, "Should you remove your
shorts."
After removing my shorts, I was once more being held in
Sheila's arms as I lay between her smooth thighs. My
erection was pressing length-wise against Sheila's
young pussy and I wanted to reach down and move the end
into her sex. Remembering how she acted when we dry
humped, I started to slowly rub my cock against her
pussy.
After several minutes of dry fucking Sheila and I loved
pressing my chest against her nipples that I could feel
were hard. The bubbly teenager commenced moving her
body with mine. Cupid was with me during my dry fucking
Sheila. In just a short time I felt Sheila responding
as my cock somehow found the grove of her pussy and my
cock head was bumping her clit.
My cock was being coated with the juices Sheila's pussy
was letting flow from the excitement her young cunt was
experiencing. I could feel the wetness oozing from her
pussy and knew it was running down between the cheeks
of her ass.
I allowed my hands to grip the sides of Sheila's hips
as a means to work my body with hers. Then Sheila moved
her legs and wrapped them around my thighs. I knew that
in moments the girl was going to climax and felt as if
I would, also. There was no doubt both of us were going
to get off from just dry fucking.
"Ugh, oh my Calvin... I'm doing... ayieeee, it's so
good..." Sheila cried out as her body shuddered in what
could have been a disaster. Sheila's struggles to get
off caused the head of my cock to move downward to the
entrance of her virgin pussy. The tip of my cock head
slipped inside the outer labia of her pussy. My nuts
were ready and the heat of Sheila's pussy caused me to
ejaculate... right into the entrance of the cherry
pussy.
"Oh my darling I love you... you gave me such
pleasure... and you got yours also, didn't you," Sheila
asked. The she communed to cry, and I told her, "It's
alright, we didn't have actual sex."
Her arms reached up and hugged me and still she sobbed.
Finally her voice uttered words and not the sounds of
crying. Sheila told me, "I had a climax and it is sins
of the flesh and my Bible tells me to resist and
refrain from such temptations."
Two weeks later and it was after a Saturday night dance
at the school and Sheila and I were parked. Since we
first had been nude Sheila allowed this between us when
we were alone, I enjoyed knowing she wasn't afraid to
be nude with me. We would dry hump and I'd shot my come
in the edge of her pussy or over the thick hair that
protected her labia.
This time when we undressed, Sheila had me lie on the
back seat of the car and she lay on me. She worked us
off and during the time she was dry humping against my
cock, I had taken her firm hips in my hands. Sheila
made no protest when my finger traced across her anus.
Several times I moved my finger against her butt and
she'd moan, "Um, ummmm, um." When she got off that
time, I didn't, but I could feel she was enjoying the
feelings just for herself. Her body moved in all types
of ways as she dry fucked me that night. No more than a
half hour passed and Sheila was again working her pussy
off against my hard cock.
"Ughhhhh, oh yes, oh my Darling, you're making me feel
so warm and loving inside without having intercourse...
I love you - Now!"
From my own knowledge I understood the excitement in
Sheila's loins was enough to get her off. Shelia
enjoyed telling me how she felt and loved me for giving
her a hard and enjoyable climax.
About a month later there was to be a church concert on
Saturday night. Sheila had been telling me over and
over about the singers and the special ministers that
were to be a part of the religious service. It was
around eight in the morning and I was seated with
Shelia's family at the table having a late breakfast.
Her parents decided it was time to visit Nora's
parents. When they announced the planned trip, they
told their children they would leave the following
Friday morning and return late Sunday.
I was having a cup of tea with them as we were
gathering around the kitchen table. Sheila sounded out
in alarm, "Mother, I can't go... you know I have wanted
to attend the 'Old Fashion Song and Revival Tent
Meeting' at the church. Mommy, the 'Singing
Missionaries' are going to be there and I've been
selected to be their local back up singer... mom,
please let me stay home."
"What do you think honey, Nora asked her husband and he
smiled at his daughter and told her, "Yes, let her stay
- she is the most reasonable and mature one in the
family - she will be okay." From my view point it
appeared hate passed between Sheila and her father as
their eyes locked in some scene of disgust and
loathing.
I wondered, "Has Sheila been touched by her father like
Patty?"
After everyone in Shelia's family left the following
Friday morning mom invited Sheila to have dinner with
us that evening. Afterwards my family and Shelia
watched television. On Saturday we invited Sheila to
have breakfast and lunch with us. That evening I took
my shower and looking from my bedroom window saw Sheila
in her room. This was the first time I had ever noticed
I could see in her room if I twisted around some
through the open window.
To my surprise I realized the lace curtains covering
her windows were pulled open and I watched as Sheila
evidently returned from her bath. Shelia had a towel
wrapped around her body and it reached just below where
her sex would be located. When Shelia removed the towel
I viewed her nude body in all its glory.
This was different than when we were nude in the car as
it was usually dark or late in the day and not easy to
look at her. Now I could view all of her body and
wished I was in the room so I could see her up close.
I watched her pick up a pair of black panties and step
into them. Then Shelia picked up what had to be a
matching black bra and as she put it on, my eyes
focused on her hands placing each of her pointed and
firm breasts in the cups of the bra. Viewing my sweet
girlfriend as she adjusted how the cups of her bra fit
gave me an instant hard-on.
My eyes took in her slipping on a black slip with lace
across her breasts and a panel of lace down the left
side. There was a small red something in the center of
the slip where her breasts were. Shelia reached walked
from my view and then returned with a black dress in
her hands. Shelia laid the dress on her bed and I
jokingly wondered if someone had died.
Then I realized that Sheila had likely purchased the
clothing as the photo she had of 'The Missionaries'
showed the three men dressed in tuxedos and the two
women in black dresses. Looking through the window at
Shelia fixing her makeup and her hair before she picked
up her dress and put it on, I thought how lovely the
girl is and she likes me.
My mind went into all types of ideas of how to get the
sexy looking girl nude and made me truly love the
images of the girl I had observed while she was
dressing. Religious or not I damn well knew I'd love to
watch her dress from being nude and then have her
remove her black article of clothing really slow.
I went next door and knocked on the door. Sheila looked
like a Hollywood star in her dress and I hugged her and
told her she was beautiful. While holding my 16 year
old virgin in my arms I thought about telling her what
I had seen, but decided she would likely get mad.
In a few minutes we were on our way to the church.
Sheila was so excited and I thought about the novel I
read and the author wrote, "... how woman become so
wrapped up in religion... they become heated between
their meaty thighs and alas," the author noted, "cold
toward her husband and he is damned to hell and back if
he attempts to breach her female mark..." the author
had written.
All the way to the church Sheila sat plastered against
my side as I drove. Shelia rested her hand on my leg
and rubbed it up and down my thigh. Occasionally Shelia
brushed the side of her hand against my now erect cock.
I moved my hand onto her leg and loved feeling the
sleekness of her nylons and then find the smoothness of
the flesh of her leg where the stockings left off. I
pushed the material of her dress up until I could view
her legs to where the garter belt was attached to her
stockings.
There was no attempt on my part to touch her sex and I
allowed my hands to move from the sleek nylons and onto
her soft and smooth legs. There was no hindrance of my
hands in seeking the pleasure of feeling the skin
between Shelia's thighs, but I made no move to touch
her panties. I hadn't seen her put it on, but I liked
knowing the garter was black.
We arrived at the church and if Sheila knew what she
was doing or if only her sub consciousness was
directing her hand to brush my erection I didn't know.
Either way her hand was at times during the drive to
church was gripping my erection through the leg of my
suit pants. As if she had just woken up Sheila made a
gasping sound and whispered, "I'm sorry Calvin, I
didn't realize I was touching you."
"Not a worry, as I didn't realize it myself," I lied to
keep the pretty girl from being upset with what she had
been doing.
I loved watching my date sing with the group and when
she was introduced, I felt a tremendous pride in
knowing Sheila was my girl. She looked pretty as she
stood on the alter singing with the professional group
and I hadn't known how beautiful her voice was until I
heard her sing with the group.
The preacher issued an alter call and Sheila asked me
several times to go to the church alter and be saved.
She told me she'd go with me. Finally, I had enough of
her attempts to get me hooked on religion and I asked
her, "Saved from what - some wild woman?"
I could see the hurt in Sheila's eyes and she got small
tears in them and set her face and looked directly
toward the front of the church. I watched her move her
body away from mine and I knew she was really upset.
When I whispered an apology, she answered back, "You
made fun of my religion - so you mustn't love me."
This ticked me off and I looked at her and turned and
walked from the end of the church pew in which we were
seated. I walked to my car and looking didn't see
Sheila following me. I drove off and headed for home. I
parked my car and walked to the front porch and sat in
the swing and lay down and decided to see how Sheila
got home.
After a while I was sorry for leaving Sheila at the
church, but I didn't want to be saved. I'd seen people
at other church services walk to the church alter and
after kneeling down they were surrounded by shouting
people telling them to let the Devil out. This went on
and on and one woman was shouting, "Satan, leave this
woman's body - go away from this nice woman - depart
from her body, Satan."
It was at least another hour before Shelia arrived home
and when she got out of some man and woman's car, I
heard her tell them, "Thank you for the ride home - no
my friend got sick and he didn't want me to miss the
rest of the revival services and song fest, so he left
by himself."
When she walked up to her house Sheila saw me and
walked to where I was laying on the swing. "Why did you
walk out one me, Calvin? Don't you love me - you walked
away and left me at the church. This was my night to be
recognized for my ability to sing and my religious
beliefs. I was honored for my ability to sing and you
embarrassed me in front of everyone - I thought you
loved me. Do you no longer love me Calvin - I love you
with all my heart." Immediately after telling me she
loved me, Shelia commenced crying.
"Shelia, it has nothing to do with love, but I find
alter calls a means to belittle people - if you believe
that's a means of expressing your religion then so be
it, but I don't believe I must confess my so called
sins in front of every person on Earth. Yes, I love
you, how could I not," I said in a compassionate voice
to the pretty girl.
Looking at the beautiful face on the girl in front of
me I thought of the many times I wanted to make love
with her. Yet I respected her religious beliefs and her
personal wishes to remain a virgin, so I didn't attempt
to have sex with her. Now she was asking me how I could
walk out on her at the church when she asked me again
and again to go to the church alter and be saved.
"There is something about you and I don't understand
it, perhaps if I had dated before meeting you I would
know how boys think. You're such a meaningful person
and I try to figure out how you truly feel about me
personally. I recognize you have experienced sex with
other girls - - - Calvin, I truly love you and having
your nude body next to mine was not just romantic, but
I found something with you that gave me love to the
max." Shelia reached out and took my hand in hers and
pulled on it to indicate she wanted me to stand. Shelia
whispered, "Come with me."
We walked to Sheila's house and she was gripping my
hand in her own as tightly as her strength permitted.
We entered her house and she led me up the stairs to
her bedroom. Turning toward me Shelia hugged me to her
and I looked at her eyes and found they were closed. I
felt her body trembling as I held her and then I kissed
her.
The act of kissing Sheila seemed to be like a bolt of
lightning striking me and I pulled her tighter in my
arms. How long we kissed I have no idea, but when I
once more looked in her eyes they showed me how much
she loved me.
"Sit on my bed... say nothing Calvin, just watch me...
and I hope that tomorrow morning I won't be sorry."
First Sheila kicked off her heels and then reached
behind her and unfastened the hook and eye fastener at
the top of her dress and eased the zipper down. It
seemed like slow motion as I watched Sheila remove her
dress. Next I saw the lace trimmed black slip and the
top was all lace and there before my eyes was the lace
panel that ran from the waist of her slip down over
where her right leg was covered by the garment.
Sheila slowly pulled the slip up over her body and then
she was standing in front of me in her few remaining
pieces of black clothing and I couldn't believe how
truly beautiful she was. I was getting my wish to watch
her remove her clothing, a piece at a time and I was
anxiously waiting until she was nude.
The black garter belt was highlighted by her black
panty and bra. Slowly she unclasped the suspenders on
each of the garters holding the hose up on her legs.
Then Shelia removed her nylon stockings.
Shelia reached behind her and unfastened her bra and
slid the straps down and off her arms. Next I observed
her hands push her panty off her hip and slowly slid
then down her legs and off her feet. Before me was the
perfection of any boy's dream. Standing nude in front
of me was a blonde haired girl and her pubes showed how
natural a blonde she was.
Sheila was five-one and weighed 102 pounds. The petite
body seemed too small for her 32-C breasts and this
time her nipples seemed larger and harder than the
times I previously viewed them. Her legs were
artistically shaped and I loved where the meat on her
inner thighs met and I knew that they must rub together
as she walked.
"Now Calvin, undress for me and I will become your
bride this night. After tonight I will still ask you to
respond to the alter call for me and most of all for
you. Tonight you will be my husband and give me your
love like a man does with the woman who comes to him on
her wedding night, and yes, I come to you as a virgin."
Looking at the nude and truly exotic beautiful girl
standing before me I started to tell her, "Shelia, just
looking at you is enough to...," but Shelia cut me off
and finished her need for me to make love with her for
her first time.
"Hush Calvin, I'm nervous and pensive in knowing what
is about to occur and I have no way of knowing if I'm
doing right or wrong. What is created between us
tonight will need to be completed when we finish school
and we started working and you're attending college.
Calvin, tonight I'm asking you to marry me and you must
buy me an engagement ring - I want you, tonight and
always."
Before I could even think of an appropriate response, I
undressed and joined Sheila on the bed. She surprised
me and leaned down and kissed the head of my erection
and told me, "Make me yours - I love you. Oh my god
darling I want it, yet I'm so afraid of what it will be
like and I fear it will be so painful"
Sheila lay on her back with her legs parted so I could
view her sex. I moved and lay over her prone body.
Moving my hips around on top of her lower stomach and
against her pussy brought my hard-on so it was pressing
against Sheila's vulva.
I commenced dry fucking the adorable girl who had
verbally given me herself and was now offering me the
last of her love that I knew she wanted to keep until
her wedding night. Having listened as Shelia told me
tonight was our wedding night and she was offering me
her body and heart.
While moving around on her sex, I moved my face down
and for the first time since Shelia and I had enjoyed
heavy foreplay, I was nursing at her firm breasts.
"Calvin, oh my darling... I truly love you, what do
think of me, oh darling your making my breasts feel as
if they are tingling inside. Yes, like that... my
nipples, Calvin, I love you nibbling on them... a
little harder if you like. Augh, you make me want
something... oh Calvin; I'm getting off... yes!"
As she had previously done in the back seat of my 54
Lincoln Capri, I felt Sheila move her legs around me
and utter out her orgasm. Listening to the lovely young
version of womanhood describe her feelings caused me to
shot my load before she was done coming.
For some strange reason, I didn't enter her body as
she'd advised she wanted from me. Moving my hand
between us I could feel my come all over her stomach
and in her maiden hair.
"Darling Calvin why didn't you take me all the way and
I wouldn't have stopped you? Oh I want all of your
love. Sweetheart I want to enjoy feeling my body
opening and welcoming you deep inside me for the first
of the many times we will give ourselves to each other.
Calvin this I want for the rest of our lives," Shelia
expressed in halting and compassionate sounds to her
voice.
Pressing our bodies together in the semen I had shot on
her sex and tummy, I spoke with caution in my words as
I wanted them to be sincere. "Shelia you made me feel
wonderful and I can only tell you I didn't make love to
you because I wanted it to be special for you. Didn't
tell me that just to get me to be saved during an alter
call, then I want to save our love till we are
married."
"Oh my Calvin, I wanted to feel you make me a woman,
and it was separate from your being saved... I want
you... make love to me."
My cock got erect feeling her pussy pushing up from the
bed to meet my own body as she was speaking. I had
moved my fingers to stroke her sex and I pulled them
from her pussy. My hand guided my erection to her slit
and I allowed my cock to seek the narrow gap between
her legs.
My cock entered past the inner labia, and I commenced
moving my cock slowly in and out of her sex. Then I
moved and started my cock to enter her pussy deeper
than just my cock head in her virgin opening and past
both of her labium.
Sheila felt me pressing deeper inside her virgin sex
and her hips pushed up to meet my cock. The initial
contact between my hard cock and her virginity caused
Shelia to cry out, "Ugh, ugh, ohhhhh it hurts, augh,
Cal... Calvin... maybe you should stopppp, augh.
The feeling of my cock entering Shelia deeper on each
stroke I made when I moved back and forth in her
yielding pussy allowed me to strike against her cherry
on each forward movement of my dick. The feeling of it
going in Shelia was more than she evidently had
expected and continued in voicing her feeling of pain.
"... Calvin you're doing it to me, aughhhh, yes... oh
my darling you giving me your love! Haw - aughhhh
Calvin you're splitting me apart - OH DARLING IT HURTS
BUT DON'T STOP!"
Hearing Shelia speak those words made it perfectly
understood that I had split her virgin sex open and she
had lost her purity with the heaving upward of her
pelvic to my driving my own pubic area down to meet
her. The knowledge that I had just felt her hips rise
up when I took her cherry ensured that Sheila loved me
and she was brave when I split her open. Feeling her
assist my taking her virginity helped when she
commenced moving her hips up in the air.
For the next six or seven minutes I would hazard to
guess was the length of time I made love to Sheila. She
moved under me and her arms hugged me tight to her
body. Another thing I found wonderful was she spoke the
total time we were having sex. Shelia honored me when
she gave out a shrill cry and climaxed extremely hard
during our first true fuck.
"Ayieeee, oh yes Calvin, ayieeee, oh my - oh my
darling," and Sheila simply fell silent and her arms
and legs fell limply onto the bed. Her body was still
in the throes of climax as her hips bumped up and down
under me. I loved feeling her sex squeezing my cock as
I fucked her and she whispered in a voice so low I
could hardly hear her inform me, "Love, I just
experienced love... I gave a man - my man - my
virginity... I love him."
For me, when I ejaculated it was strong and believe I
shot one large come and not the four or more shots of
cream I normally shot off. I was pressing my cock deep
in Sheila and she moved her hands to my hips and pulled
me deeper into her body, if that was possible.
When we moved apart I viewed the evidence of her lost
virginity on both of us. To my surprise, I listened as
Sheila told me, "You're my first and only love - are
you happy to see my virgin blood?"
Hugging Shelia tight in my arms I said simply, "Yes!"
"Now that we're one you must teach me all about love.
Calvin I want to understand and feel all the ways a man
and woman can give the other pleasure." Moving to where
she was seated on the bed next to me while I was still
stretched out, Sheila smiled and told me, "Girls around
here tell me your very experienced and supposedly your
bigger than most men - are these facts correct? How
many girls have you been with and by the way, I'm your
last, you understand that don't you my husband?"
"A couple of girls," I replied and smiled at my own
comments.
"Really Calvin, is that a couple dozens or a couple of
hundred, when you apply the term, 'Couple' and I've
been told your very popular?"
"Who knows at this point in life, as I have only this
evening been told that it would only be you from now
on?"
For the next two months I really loved Sheila and when
I taught her how to do head and butt-fuck. Sheila
needed little instruction as she told me about love and
I showed her what to do. My senior year was full of fun
and extra work, as I planned on college and Sheila was
constantly asking me with help on her math and science
projects.
One evening Sheila and I were to go out on a date. I
guess it was about three months after the two of us had
become sexual partners and we had planned on meeting
for a soda. When she didn't come over, I walked next
door.
When Nora answered the door and I asked for Sheila her
mother told me, "She hasn't returned from school."
Explaining about our date for a soda and Shelia had
told me to be at her house around five-thirty, I
watched Nora become excited.
After calling friends and every place we could think of
to call, Nora called her husband. He told his wife to
call the police. In a short time the police arrived and
asked to see a photo of Sheila and as the officer
looked at her photograph, both Nora and I saw his face
became rigid.
"I'm afraid I have bad news - your daughter, and I
understand she was your girlfriend, is dead. Her car
was hit by a truck that was on driving on the wrong
side of the highway at the big curve - you know where I
mean, out on 75?"
"Nooooo - not my little angle... ohhhhh noooo, it can't
be true." Nora cried out and I helped her walk where
she could sit on the sofa. Holding onto me Nora
continued to cry and beg the officer to tell her it
wasn't true - that it was a different girl and not
Shelia.
Finally Sheila's girlfriends showed up and so did her
father, and her minister and his wife. After another
hour, I left with my mom for home. There was no doubt
that I was in love with Sheila and I cried as I and mom
sat in the kitchen and discussed about the loss of my
girlfriend.
I never informed mom or Sheila's mother that Sheila and
I were going to be parents as Sheila was pregnant. From
what Shelia and I could determine she had gotten
pregnant during the first month we had sex together.
Her doctor had confirmed that was likely the time frame
she became with child.
When Sheila discovered she was going to have a child we
both checked the date and believed she got pregnant the
night during the first two weeks after we started
having sex. Sheila had lost her virginity and several
times had told me, "Dearest Husband, you took something
out of me down between my legs and promptly placed
something even more wonderful between them, our child.
When Linda showed up and saw me crying she wanted to
know what was wrong. Mom explained why I was crying to
Linda and then my twin sister Connie walked into the
kitchen. Just as she was about to inform us about
Sheila she knew from my crying that I already knew
about my girlfriend.
#
For the next two weeks I wasn't happy and one day my
mother walked into my room and lay down on the bed next
to me. "My boy, you need to get out of your bad mood or
your life will become sour. While we lay next to each
other, I felt my mother pressing her body to mine and
suddenly and utterly surprising, I asked mom, "Could
you and I perhaps do... you know what I mean...?"
"Yes, if you think that would help you... but we should
hurry as your sisters will be home with your father in
a couple of hours. Let me lock the dead bolt locks on
the doors down stairs and we must lock your bedroom
door."
My mother gave me the most erotic sex she had ever
shown me in the next half hour. How she got me hard
three times in that amount of time I will never know,
but she was wild with me. It was likely the epitome of
sex for me up until that time in my life, with the
exception of with Shelia. However, sex with Shelia was
not the outlandish type mom and I shared.
After I went off the second time, mom was sucking me
and pushed her finger up my butt. I could not believe
how I seemed to get erect immediately. After I was
erect once again mom lay at the edge of the bed, and
placed two pillows under her hips.
"Now stand on the floor and get between my legs, and
fuck me as hard as you can. Yessss, hold my legs with
your arms and hands. Oh yeah, oh Calvin, your father
never shows me things like this and it's been at least
a year since I've been taken like this and..."
My mother stopped speaking and telling me about her
personal life, but I caught what she was saying.
Suddenly I had a new perspective about my mother and
knew someone had fucked her in this position. Running
across my mind were images of a strange man standing
between my mom's open thighs. The idea that some man
besides my father had his cock fucking in and out of my
mother was enough to get me off big time.
This caused me to increase stroking my cock back in and
back out of her tight pussy. Suddenly my mom cried out,
"Calvin, you've got the biggest cock I've ever had...oh
hell, fuck me!"
#
Saturday afternoon the week before Christmas my mother
asked me to go next door to the Wilson's and see if
they would like to come over for holiday refreshments
that evening.
Gale answered the door and I was surprised to see she
had grown up a lot in the past year. I looked at her
standing in some type of bathrobe, and thought she must
be 15 now. Her face had a nice smile on it as she
greeted me.
When I asked to speak with her mother, Gail advised me
no one else was home. "I'm the only one at home,
Calvin. Come on in, as it's too cold to be standing in
the door way dressed like this."
"Sorry I wasn't thinking about you having a house coat
on and not expecting someone to knock on your door and
I apologize. My mother asked I come over and invite
your family over for cake and ice cream and coffee or
tea, and soft drinks, this evening. We always get
together for a Christmas celebration"
"That's okay, but come on in. I only have this crazy
house coat of mom's on, as I just got out of the bath.
You're lucky and a good thing you didn't just walk in
as usual or you would have gotten the fright of your
life, had you seen me naked."
Gale didn't finish her comments and I saw her face turn
really red as she embarrassed herself by alluding to
her being nude and my possibly having seen her.
"Heck, that would not have only been fun, but a naked
neighbor as cute as you - yeah, I'd like to see
something like that before I die," I joking replied.
"Your silly Calvin, but I like you anyway... when are
you going to give me a ride in your car?"
"Whenever you want... can you go right now... as I was
going to go fill up with gas before I forget to do it
before Christmas."
"Sure, I guess it will be okay, but I have to be back
by five as mom and the others will be home by then.
They have all gone to get daddy at the airport."
When Gale turned to go to her room, I decided to walk
with her and see if she would be as brazen as the other
females in her family. When she stepped inside the room
that had been Sheila's I froze, and thought of the
times Sheila and I had enjoyed ourselves in this room.
"Calvin, I going to change clothes... you can't come in
my room, it would..."
"Don't worry, I will close my eyes and not look at
you... when did you move into Sheila's room?"
"About a week after she passed away. Mom said I was now
the oldest of the girls so I should have a room of my
own. Now each of us girls has our own room. Do you know
I can see in your room at night and sometimes you don't
close your curtains...?"
"Oh heck, you look in my room? Sometimes I don't have
any clothes on and..." and as I was speaking, knew Gale
had likely seen me naked and wondered if she had seen
me jacking-off?
"So, if you've seen me nude why shouldn't I look at
you? Gale, I feel so stupid... I'll need to keep my
curtains closed."
"No you don't need to... you're the first boy I have
ever looked at with nothing on... Cal, you're big...
you knew what I'm saying."
"Let me see you, please Gale, I won't do anything or
try to touch you, but you have really grown up in the
year you've lived here."
Gale looked at me and slowly untied the cloth belt
holding the garment closed around her body. Once the
belt was loose Gale allowed the belt to fall down on
each side of her. She held the robe closed with her
right hand at the top where it joined together.
"Promise you won't tell anyone... did Sheila let you
see her? I know I shouldn't ask, but if she did... and
she's the most religious girl I've ever met; I guess it
would be okay to let you see me."
"That I can't answer you and I can't say yea or nay
about Shelia. I would never tell anyone I've seen you
nude, so I can't tell about your sister... I miss her a
lot and guess you do, also." That must have satisfied
Gale and she slowly allowed the gown to fall away from
her body. At first I could only look straight up and
down her body.
Displayed before me was a pretty girl and the insides
of her breasts were visible and so was the light golden
fleece of her maiden hair. It was thick mass at the top
of her pussy and I saw it grew part way down her labia,
but not all the way down between her legs. Her maiden
hair had the same curl to it as her mother and sister's
pussy wig. It was straight like Sheila's had been and
not matted with curls like a Bishon dog's fur. Yet
there was no doubt that in a few years it would be
thick matted mass of curls like her mother's
Gale pulled the gown open and allowed it to fall from
her arms. When her breasts came into view, I saw they
were just like her mother and sister's, but hers must
be 32-B cups. The petite size of her 15 year old body
was pretty to look upon. When Gale turned to get
something to wear, I saw her round butt and it looked
just like her mother's ass. I realized that Patty and
Sheila's buttocks were shaped like their mother's,
Nora.
When Gale sat down on the bed to slip on her panties I
was able to look between her legs. The narrow slit was
just like the other three women in the household. I
wondered what Kelly Jean's pussy looked like, but
realized she was only 11 as she'd enjoyed a birthday
shortly after moving in this house.
The girl was cute and always wanting to help me wash my
car, so for her birthday, and her mother had a party
for her so she could meet kids her age. Because she was
so nice, I went to the department store and purchased a
big teddy bear for Kelly Jean. I didn't go the party,
but the day afterwards, she came over and told me
thanks, and that she had named her teddy bear, "Calvin
the Second."
Gale and I drove to get gas and after filling up, I
decided to drive out to the strip mine and see what
might happen. I'd been without sex since mom and I had
the wild afternoon, and was really horny now I had just
looked at Gale's nude body.
When we got to the mine and pulled over and parked, I
left the car running so we could stay warm. We sat
facing each other and after a while Gale asked, "Did
you do anything with Sheila, and tell me the truth, and
I know you told me you never tell... but I must know...
if you have..."
"Gale, that is very personal... would you like to get
in the back, there is more room?"
"Yeah, but first tell me the truth about..."
"Promise you will never tell anyone... it's like I'm
breaking apart what Sheila and I had - yes we did it,
but just a few times."
We got out of the car and got in the back and I guess
five minutes passed before Gale said, "Calvin, I've
never been on a date and have only kissed a couple of
boys... if we undressed could you kind of show me
things without going on the way... I want to know about
making out?"
"Sure, if you want," and I immediately removed my heavy
coat and undressed completely, as did Gale. I spread
the blanket out, but placed a folded towel on the seat.
Telling Gale she should sit on it so if she got excited
the seat wouldn't get wet. I could tell she had no idea
what I meant, but I didn't want to take time to put a
towel under her later in the even she would allow me to
fuck her.
We started holding hands and then kissing. Moving my
hand to her breasts she grabbed it and as I cupped her
right tit, she held my hand so I couldn't move it
around. Telling Gale, "Let me touch you, I won't hurt
you."
For several minutes I was feeling Gale and feeling her
legs, I ran my hand up them to her pussy. Gale squeezed
my hand between her thighs. "Open you legs and I'll
make you it feel good for you." An s I spoke, I took
her hand and placed it on my cock. I was surprised when
Gale started to stroke me and asked her, "You've jacked
someone off, haven't you?"
"No, you're the first boy I've ever touched, but I've
seen you doing it..."
Gale didn't finish her sentence, but confirmed she'd
watched me jacking-off in my room when she looked in my
window from hers. In another couple of minutes I was
chewing and sucking Gale's smallish nipples. For a
couple of minutes I stroked her pussy and clit as I
nursed and kissed her hard tits. Then I eased Gale down
on the seat of the car. Looking in her eyes, I could
tell Gale knew what was going to happen, and yet she
said nothing or made any moves to stop me from doing
her.
Moving until I was laying between her open legs, while
running my left hand up and down the inside of her
right thigh, I guided my cock to her pussy. Just as I
was about to place it against her damp slot, Gale
whispered out, "Maybe we shouldn't do it... Calvin you
promised me you wouldn't go all the way. Will it hurt?"
Instead of answering her, I placed my cock in her
slightly parted labia and worked it up and down between
her resisting tight slit. After a few more strokes of
my cock I felt Gale's hips moving from the enjoyable
sensation of my cock striking her clit. Then I pushed
the head of my cock inside her virgin pussy.
"Ugh, ugh, oh Calvin it hurts terribly! Shouldn't we
must stop... ugh... nooooo, it hurts! Calvin, augh
noooo - Calvin, aughhhh god, please stop." By then it
was all over as I had pushed quick and hard and ripped
Gale's cherry from her pussy.
Busting the 15 year old cherry was the easiest I had
ever cracked and I was surprised at how Gale took to
being fucked. For the next few minutes I fucked the
pretty 15 year old and she was mute and didn't move her
body as I rode her until I shot my come deep in her
bleeding pussy.
After I shot off, I lay on Gale for a few minutes and
she used her hands to push me off and away from her.
When I didn't move as Gale wanted, she rather curtly
told me to get off her.
Getting up off from Gale, I looked down saw my cock was
red and glancing between her legs saw she was really
bloody. The evidence of my fucking her was displayed by
her pussy leaking my come and blood from her no longer
virgin pussy. Reaching under the front seat I took out
a small towel and wiped off my cock. Once my dick was
clean I placed the hand towel between her legs.
Gale sat up and starring at me, shook her head and
reaching down took the towel I had placed between her
legs and study it for a moment. She pulled it up and
looked at the bloody mess on the towel that represented
the fact she was no longer a virgin.
Slowly Gale got tears in her eyes and at that moment
realized was the proof to illustrate she had lost her
cherry. Not looking at me for the next couple of
minutes, Gale stood up the best she could in the back
of the car, and took the towel she had been laying on
in her hands.
Seeing the blood where she had lain caused her to
sniffle even more and then she commenced to cry. Gale
used the cloth she had been lying on while we had sex
to finish wiping between her legs.
After she was cleaned off the best she could under the
restraints of being in the back seat of my car, Gale
slipped on her panties, bra and then her skirt and
blouse. Easing her feet into her saddle oxfords, Gale
put on her winter coat and told me, "Get dressed, I
want to go home."
During the drive home Gale didn't speak and when we
reached my house, I got out and walked around and
opened her door. Looking at me, Gale asked, "Do you
want to come in for a while?"
I followed her into the house and after she hung up her
coat, told me, "Come with me if I wanted to do so." We
went to her room and she undressed and looking at her
panties and seeing the mixture of blood and come, begin
to cry even harder. She could see the red of her
cherry, and the thickness of my cream mixed with her
blood made it obvious what she was viewing and Gale
asked, "That is the stuff that makes a girl pregnant -
right Cal?"
"Yeah it is my semen or most people simply call it
come," I replied and hoped she would stop crying.
"Be right back - undress if you want." When Gale
returned to her bedroom, I was still dressed and
uncertain as to what she was up to when she had left
her room. Gale had a towel with her and placed it on
her bed, and again told me, "Get undressed and do me
again, or did you get what you wanted and don't want me
again?"
I undressed and when removing my clothing, thought how
cool this girl is and that she didn't speak from the
time we got dressed in the car until we arrived home.
Now Gale undresses and tells me she wants fucked again
- she is cool.
Twice more I did her and still she said nothing and
didn't move her body as she and I fucked. It seemed
obvious to me that she never climaxed and I was
surprised that she continued to bleed.
A few hours later the family came to our house for
Christmas greetings and Gale was cool toward me when we
greeted each other. Still recalling her actions after I
had brought her home from popping her cherry, I
thought, "How can she give me her cherry and then blame
me." There was one thing for certain; I would start
using a condom if I fucked her anymore.
The next day I was in my room and I forgot about Gale
speaking of seeing me nude from her room. I undressed
and was lying on my bed and commenced jacking-off.
Looking out my window I saw Gale standing in her window
and she was nude.
Moving to the window, I waved at her and continued
stroking my cock. I made a motion for Gale to come over
and she disappeared from the window. In a couple of
minutes I heard Gale shouting, "Anyone home?" I
understood she was seeing if anyone besides me was
home.
I walked to the top of the stairs and hallowed, "Just
me, everyone is out shopping,"
Gale walked up the stairs and she could see my cock
sticking out in front of me. When she got to the top of
the stairs, Gale smiled and asked, "Is that for me?"
"Yeah, it is your Christmas present - do you have a
present for me?"
Smiling at me, Gale walked over and lay down on the
bed, and as she was on her back, pulled her panties
down and told me, "This is your present, but "someone"
has already been in it, so you have to settle for a
return gift."
"It is the most perfect Christmas present I have ever
received." As I was speaking, I moved on top of Gale
and fucked her fast and deep. After going off I was
still kind of hard and continued making short strokes
back and forth in her tight pussy until I was once
again fully erect.
This time I took extra pleasure in moving my cock in
and out of Gale's pussy. After a minute or so I felt
her hips moving under me. Then listened as Gale
whispered, "Augh... oh what is happening and you're
making me feel funny, oh Calvin... ughhh, oh yeah!"
Hearing Gale cry out was enough for me and I took her
again and she had no more than went off the second time
than I felt her legs move around me and she got her
goodies the third time. I shot my load of come in her
and she moaned out... "Calvin, I'm yours!"
After we fucked we lay on the bed telling each other
what it was like, I placed Gale's hand on my cock. In
ten minutes I was hard again and asked if I could do
her ass.
"You're crazy, you don't do it in there... oh Calvin,
that feels good," Gale cried out as I got her off by
oral sex.
Finally I convinced Gale to try it up her butt. She was
kneeling at the edge of the bed, and it seemed her ass
was the tightest I had ever tried to fuck. I used all
the come I could get from her pussy and eventually I
got the head of my cock past her sphincter.
Gale cried out when I got the head in her ass, "Nooooo,
oh hell nooooo, take it out... Calvin, it hurts... oh
hell no more take it out of my butt!"
Instead of pulling my cock from her butt, I continued
fucking it up her ass until I shot my load of come.
Pushing as deep up her ass as I could reach with my
dick, there was no doubt her butt would be a sore
Christmas gift from me.
When I pulled my cock from her ass, Gale jumped off the
bed, looked at me and ran down the stairs and told me,
"You will never get me again, you're sick, Calvin."
After Gale left, I looked and saw her panties on the
bed, and I walked over to my window with them in my
hand. In a few minutes I saw Gale getting ready to
close her curtains, and I shook her panties in a
greeting manner at her. I laughed like crazy as I
watched Gale pull her skirt up and look to see if was
wearing her panties. That was when she realized how
quickly she had left my room after having been butt-
fucked.
She called me up in a minute and told me to bring her -
her panties. Laughing as I told her, "Nope, come and
get them and we can butt-fuck again."
"You're an asshole, Calvin... just keep them, but I
will never see you again."
I didn't get with Gale again, but by the time school
was out she was three months pregnant. Gale admitted to
her parents who she had been with her, but evidently
named every guy but me. My mother told me about Gale
telling her mother who she had been with, and mom
chuckled and said, "At least you weren't the one she
had sex with. Not only that, Calvin, you won't believe
this, but Nora said her daughter admitted to having sex
with seven different boys and an older adult."
#
The next girl I dated was 17 year old Yasmin
Cartwright. My high school mid-winter dance was being
held on the Saturday proceeding Valentine's Day. Each
year at my school this was a large event for the middle
of the school year. A queen and king were crowned, but
the queen was voted on by the students in the freshman
through the senior classes.
Once the Valentine Sweetheart Queen election was held
and the queen committee had counted the ballots, the
girl elected queen was free to select the boy she
wanted as king.
Yasmin Cartwright was a tall statuesque dark-haired
girl we had ridden around a couple of times in my car,
but had never dated. What I liked about Yasmin was her
long legs, and she stood five-ten, and her breasts were
34-B. The girl was sought after by lots of guys because
of her attractiveness as Yasmin had a terrific shape.
Guys who dated her said they couldn't get further than
a possible quick feel of her breasts. Each guy had
noted this occurred while kissing her goodnight.
Everything else was off limits and no one had ever
spoken about feeling her long legs. Now I was going to
date Yasmin as she had chosen me as her king and I
looked forward to possibly cropping a feel of her
boobs. In my mind I consider the fact that I would
attempt to feel her legs if the chance arose.
Thinking back to growing up in the mid-fifties, we had
sex, but didn't openly discuss our getting lucky to a
total history of what we had gotten by with. Except to
say the girl wouldn't make out all the way, but seldom
did guys tell about fucking some girl unless she was a
slut and fucked everybody.
I rented a tux and mom and dad had me pose for a
zillion photos after Yasmin's parents had done the
same. Finally we arrived at the restaurant where a
group of my fellow students and Yasmin and I were going
to eat before the dance.
"Are you excited Calvin, I can't wait till the
Sweetheart Dance waltz is played and I get to have my
crown put on... I've asked for "Blue Moon" to be the
song for the night. Will you hold me tight and hug me
so the girls will see us dancing as King and Queen?"
"Yes, I would love to hold you close and whisper the
words of "Blue Moon" in your ear as we dance cheek-to-
cheek. You know, I was really happy you chose me as
your king... why did you, I thought you and Willis was
a thing?"
"Willis has a one track mind, and it doesn't go in
circles, it goes straight to the chase and he'd made me
so mad at times, and finally I slapped his face."
Just then, I felt her fingers tapping against the side
of my nearly hard cock. Is she a cock teaser and is
that why Willis evidently attempted to feel her up?
Although I hadn't heard anyone say they have gotten to
first base with her?
Pulling up to the restaurant we saw a bunch of kids
getting out of their cars and heading for the
restaurant. Unknown to me, that afternoon, my mom had
called the restaurant and told them she wanted to have
a table set up for her son and his date, as the girl
was the Valentine's Day Sweetheart Dance Queen.
When we got inside and I gave the hostess my name, she
told me, "Oh yes, your table is ready," but Yasmin and
I could see other kids were waiting to be seated that
had already arrived and placed their names on the list
for a table.
We were seated at a table located at the side of the
restaurant and it was set it up on a platform so it was
higher than the other tables. This allowed everyone
eating in the restaurant to see the Queen and her King.
"Oh Calvin, you so thoughtful, I'll be the envy of all
the girls in school, and look, there is your neighbor
Gale... gawd I hear she is such a slut and doing every
boy in school - has she done my King?"
"I don't think she is a slut, or I haven't been lucky,"
I replied and I had also heard form a couple of guys
that they had done her.
While eating, Yasmin was playing footise with me, and
over dinner she would occasionally hold my hand and a
few times had patted me on my face. When she saw Willis
walking by with Tammy Parker, Yasmin smiled and said,
"Hello Tammy, I love your dress, I hope it doesn't get
torn."
Willis glared at Yasmin, and tried to lead Tammy away
from our table, but she pulled away from his hand.
Tammy walked over and hugged Yasmin and told her how
lovely she looked. "You're the most beautiful green we
have ever had at this school. Your king is so handsome
in his tux... may your night be wonderful... gawd,
Yasmin, how did you keep Willis hands off you?"
"I did it the easy way. I slapped him silly. Do you
remember the day he had scratch marks on his face? He
wouldn't stop trying to feel my legs so I scratched him
good - it works my charming princess - yes, I'm
selecting you as one of my two princesses, Tammy, but
you mustn't tell."
After Tammy and Willis walked away, I felt my date
moving her hand all over my leg, and I had to ask,
"Yasmin, if you scratched Willis for feeling your legs,
then what should I do to you, as your driving me crazy
with your fingers and hands?"
"That is a simply thing for me to reply to my King
Calvin. Enjoy it and return the favor... tonight is
different and I truly like you."
About then our food arrived and Birdie Robertson and
her study date Hal Bowen came by to say hello. Birdie
was a cute girl that I had taken out to the strip mine
a few times. I could get her to the point she would
undress in the front seat but said it was bad for a
girl to get on the back seat.
Even though I had Birdie nude four times, she wouldn't
lie down on the seat, as she told me that she was going
to be a virgin when she married. A couple of times I
would suck Birdie's nipples and playing with her pussy
and this got her off. Birdie liked my fingers in her
pussy while my thumb was rubbing her fairly small clit.
After they walked away Yasmin told me, "She likes you,
you know that don't you, Calvin? I'm going to make her
one of my other princess. I can only name three, but
wish I could have named four. Birdie is always so nice
to everyone... and I hear even you."
"No, we have never done anything... honest, I haven't
done it with her..." and before I could finish my
comment, Yasmin informed me of what she knew about
Birdie and me.
"Perhaps you haven't put it in her, but she informed me
about you two undressing. And you've seen her charms -
stud muffin. Calvin, what does it do for a boy to kiss
a girl on her breasts or between her legs? Did Birdie
like it as much as she told me she did - or is she
making it all up? Don't be afraid to answer me, but we
girls speak about such things the same as guys do, but
not as graphic or with the same words to describe what
is done."
"Yasmin, it would be much nicer to show you. In fact it
would be much nicer than trying to explain."
Chuckling at my comment, Yasmin then spoke with a
mischievous sound to her voice, "Calvin, I've had guys
tell me I'm an iceberg."
"Yasmin, there is no way I see you as an iceberg. You
are likely a tease from having felt you fingers and
hands on my leg, but you're definitely not an iceberg.
When it comes to describing you in something of nature,
I think you're a cute little snow flake. Yes, a snow
flake I'd love to feel melt in my mouth... do you
understand, My Queen?"
Driving from the restaurant to the school gum was
enjoyable in having Yasmin seated next to me in my 54
Lincoln Capri.
I felt really proud being with Yasmin and after she
moved over on the car seat and sat next to me I wanted
to feel her up really bad. The dress Yasmin was wearing
was really sharp and she looked absolutely fantastic
and her beauty was certainly on display. While driving,
I didn't think anything about it when she reached over
and laid her hand on my leg as she had been doing it
all evening.
Suddenly Yasmin linked her arm in mine and felt her
left breast pressed against my right arm as I drove. I
didn't know if Yasmin was simply thrilled from being
the queen and all that goes with being elected by the
other kids in the school or what made her romantic. But
resting her right hand on my leg and then moving it
around on my tux pants, while tapping her finger nails
on my leg made me want closer contact with the beauty.
Then my date answered me about my telling her I wanted
to eat here and used the analogy of her being a
snowflake and melting in my mouth.
"Oh yes... Calvin, you're so sweet. How many
"snowflakes" have melted in your mouth? Perhaps you
should tell me about all the snowflakes that have
discovered your ice cycle. Calvin would I just be
another one you've had for their first... if we made
love - be honest?"
"My Queen, your royalty and you of all women understand
the King never tells of his conquest in battle. Queen
Yasmin, neither you nor anyone of your subjects has
ever heard this king speak of the battles he's won.
Sweet Queen Yasmin, a King allows history to determine
his victories of war and the wounds he has infected."
"Your poetic and I've been told it's more than two
dozen, but no one will say which girl has had your ice
cycle melt in her warm and I've heard very welcoming
receptacle. Some say you make a girl feel extremely
happy, but also have made a girl beg in some manner for
her to experience passion."
"Will you answer my question Yasmin, do you tease a boy
to get him excited and then he become subject to your
wrath? You haven't answered my comments about your
feeling my leg or placing with your leg over mine even
now here in the restaurant as we enjoy dinner."
"King Calvin, you are the first I have ever touched.
One boy, Jimmy Nicholson, took his thing out and tried
to get my hand on it - do you recall his black eye? I
want to feel you. Do girls touch boys? I truly don't
know as I have never allowed foreplay between myself
and a boy."
"Yasmin, your very attractive - and I guess we best be
leaving for the dance, as you are to be there for the
start of the program. If I remember correctly, they
will have you and I on the stage with last years king
and queen and then the band will start playing the
theme song for the evening. You told me it was "Blue
Moon" but I thought it was kept secret until the dance,
and yet you told me what it was going to be."
"You're my King, and I've not told anyone else what it
was going to be, except Principle Branson, and Maria
made the arrangements to bring in the decorations while
the band plays the song."
"You surprising Yasmin - I've found a girl who can keep
a secret," I laughingly stated?
"Yes, my King Calvin, but I have another secret that
only you will know before the night is over - my
parents said I could stay out all night, as there are
parties planned at different houses."
"What is the secret I'm suppose to find out about later
- don't make me wait my Queen Yasmin?"
"I have on a pair of royal blue panties that I bought
just for you to take off - they are yours to keep. What
they are keeping hidden this night, until you remove
them is yours for the asking - and your for the taking
if my King Calvin wishes. Calvin, you may have me as
your woman, if you want me, but don't tell me, just let
me find out when and how you want me to become yours?"
Arriving at the school gymnasium I pulled into the spot
designated where the Queen would park. Helping Yasmin
from the car was a special treat, as she held her dress
in a way that even though it was long, she showed me
lots of her long legs. We walked into the gym and the
band played, "Here Comes the Queen."
Walking with Yasmin's arm linked in mine, we strolled
through the other students attending the dance. As we
approached the stage at the end of the gym the students
and chaperons starting applauding and the band did a
drum roll as I stopped and allowed Yasmin to climb the
stairs alone.
I watched as my date for the evening walked back and
forth on the stage to greet and speak to those students
standing at the edge of the stage. The smile on
Yasmin's face as she waved at the others in the crowd
who were wishing her well told me how much pleasure the
pretty girl was getting from having been chosen the
Valentine's Sweetheart Dance Queen.
The ritual of what I was observing was something I had
seen for the past three years when I attended the dance
during my freshman, sophomore and junior years. Now I
watched my Queen Yasmin walk to the edge of the stage
where the stairs were located. Yasmin held out her hand
for me to walk up the stairs and join her.
When I ascended the stairs, I looked at Yasmin and she
took my hand in hers, and I gave her a brief kiss on
her cheek. Not holding back her feelings, and to the
surprise to everyone in the gym, Yasmin took her gloved
hands and placed them on each side of my face. Her lips
moved and kissed mine and although it was for a brief
time, the kiss I knew was to seal the promise she had
made me about the blue panties she was wearing.
When she pulled her lips from mine, she linked her left
arm in my right. I escorted Yasmin to the two throne
chairs placed in the center of the stage. As we
traversed the few feet to the chairs, Yasmin whispered,
the kiss was just a reminder of things to come. My King
you are truly going to make my reign exceeding
special."
Once we were seated, last year's queen Barbara Suggs,
moved across the stage and placed a tiara on Yasmin's
head, and handed her a single red rose. My Queen stood
up, and I rose with her. Yasmin walked to the
microphone where she was about to announce her two
attendants.
After thanking everyone for voting for her and for
attending the Valentine's Day Queen's Dance, Yasmin
announced, "My First Princess is so sweet to everyone,
and she is my great friend Tammy Parker." Then Yasmin
announced her next princess, and the crowd yelled out
its approval when she said, "My Second Princess is the
charming and pretty Birdie Robertson.
Looking at me and smiling into my eyes, Yasmin said,
"My third princess is a girl that has given her loyalty
to not only me, but my royal partner has been the
winner of her kindness. King Calvin and the others of
you here tonight. Meet my third, princes, Princess
Linda Anderson." I watched my sister walk up onto the
stage to join us.
Before Linda stepped onto the stage, Yasmin whispered
in my ear, "Your darling sister has told me everything
- she and I both desire you marry me... Calvin, you two
are so special."
When Linda, Tammy and Birdie stood next to Yasmin, the
crowd shouted and whistled and now saw my sister in a
different light. I couldn't determine why Linda would
have shared out incestuous secret with anyone, but for
once in my life I had no worries.
With a wave of her hand the band started playing "Blue
Moon" and those in the gym became deathly silent. From
out of nowhere, the decorations, as they had for the
past several years, were wheeled out on the specially
made carts to provide the backdrops and decorations for
the Valentine Day Dance. Then a large blue moon, with
surrounding stars on black cardboard sheets was placed
behind the throne chairs on the stage.
Various props of stars and smaller blue moons were
placed behind those on the dance floor. Then the crowd
drew silent, as the school principal Maria Branson
walked onto the stage and stopped in front of the
microphone. After speaking for a few minutes about
tonight's program, and that a special group of
entertainers would be on stage in one hour, Principal
Branson announced the long awaited number of the person
who would win the door prize.
"Tonight's door prize is courtesy of Chardon's Steak
House and is dinner for four and worth two hundred
dollars. Not only do you win four dinners of your
choice, but someone is going to win a brand new Whizzer
bike. The winning number, and please look at the ticket
you were given when you walked in the door - and
reaching in the large blue bowel, Principal Branson
pulled out a ticket and said the winning number is,
"744608."
Then a loud yell from the audience let everyone know
someone had won the door prize. Principal Branson spoke
into the microphone and said, "Will the winner come up
on the stage."
The crowd moved apart and walking in half trot was
Brenda McMannaway, a girl whose father had recently
died of a heart attack. Brenda was crying and so
excited she was unable to speak. I watched as Yasmin
walked over and hugged her and whispered something to
the trembling and sobbing young girl.
Finally after five minutes or so, Brenda was able to
speak and she said. "It's so nice to win after what my
family has gone through in the past four weeks. My
mother, and brother and sister and I will enjoy the
meal, and the Whizzer will be used by my brother to
deliver the groceries he does for Martin's IGA." The
students and others in the audience shouted and
appalled and to my surprise, Yasmin asked everyone to
allow her to speak.
My Queen Yasmin broke with tradition, and after a brief
moment speaking with last year's winner, I found out
later borrowed her tiara and announced, "As Queen, and
with the authority my crown offers, I hereby announce
that I hereby appoint Princess Brenda McMannay to my
court." This brought shouts and cheers from everyone,
and I noticed Principal Branson led the applause.
Yasmin and I started dancing to "Blue Moon" on the
stage. When my Queen Yasmin broke another tradition,
she led me and her princesses from the stage and down
onto the dance floor. Queen Yasmin and I danced from
the stage end of the gym floor and through the tables
set up around the parameter of the gym.
When the song ended, and the band played repeated it
for five minutes before it stopped. I started dancing
with my sister Linda. "Dear Brother, you've made me
happy and you are nice to Yasmin. She and I have become
good friends since before school started this year. Has
she told you what she has in plan for you this
evening... she is scarred to death it will hurt her.
I've informed her you are a gentle lover. That was how
she found out about us - just because I used the wrong
word to explain about you."
The dance ended at midnight and Yasmin and I made a few
quick rounds of the various parties. By the time we
left the last party it was nearly a quarter till two in
the morning when we were ready to leave for the strip
mine.
Yasmin smiled at me as I helped into the car and she
held out a group of keys and told me, "These are to
Grandma Baker's house, and she is visiting my mom's
sister in California. My King we have a nice bed
awaiting us."
Driving to Yasmin's grandmother's house took about
fifteen minutes and once we arrived there, I watched as
Yasmin stepped from the car and held my hand. Once she
was out of the car, Yasmin looked at me and I could see
excitement in her eyes, but there was also a look of
concern on her face.
"Don't be fearful my Queen Yasmin, your loyal subject
would never hurt you more than is necessary for us to
share our love... your truly beautiful."
Inside the house we went to a bedroom at the rear of
the house and looking inside and saw it had my pictures
and news articles about me from school on the walls and
the dresser I played basketball and did cross country
track, as well as track and field and I could see
Yasmin had collected items on me since I was a freshman
on the junior varsity basketball team. I realized she
must have had a crush on me since we both started high
school.
"Calvin, I spend about half of my time with grandma and
have since I was only about 11 years old. This room has
been mine since them. My grandma is kind of frail so I
help her by spending time with her. Isn't this better
than going to a place and park in the car for 'our
first time' my King?"
"You're something else," I told Yasmin.
Taking off my winter coat, I then help Yasmin with hers
and she looked at me after I hung hers over the back of
a chair. The pretty image before me smiled and in a
nervous sounding voice asked, "Would you like to
undress me or do you want to watch me do it for you?"
"Queen Yasmin, allow me to assist my lady," and as I
spoke pulled her in my arms and kissed her in a gentle
way - even when she opened her lips for me, I didn't
crush her mouth with mine. We kissed for several
minutes, while giving each other endearing words as we
broke the kiss. Once again join our lips together.
"Calvin, you are the first boy to kiss me and to put a
tongue in my mouth - help me out of my dress... I want
you to..."
Looking at the tall slender girl in my arms, I stepped
slightly back as Yasmin turned so her back was toward
me. My hands were shaking as I unsnapped the clasp on
her dress and eased the zipper down. When the dress was
open to her waist line, Yasmin used her hands to let
the dress fall away and hang from her waist. I could
see the whiteness of her back and it was separated into
two parts by a royal blue strapless bra.
Yasmin turned and faced me and as she did, I saw she
was smiling. Her hands allowed the dress to fall from
her body. When Yasmin stepped from the dress as it lay
at her feet, I looked at the long legs of my Queen and
saw they were covered with black nylons and a royal
blue garter belt was holding the hosiery up her legs.
Beneath the garter belt was a pair of royal blue
panties that seemed to perfectly mold themselves to her
body.
In a soft voice, Yasmin asked, "Would you like to
unfasten my stockings and take them off for me... oh
Calvin; I'm excited being with you like we are.
Darling, is alright for me to say I love you?"
My hands seemed to be numb and for the first time in my
sexual life I felt a nervous I had felt previously and
that included being with Sheila. I unsnapped the
garters from the hose and eased them down Yasmin's long
legs. I was kneeling in front of the lovely legs and
looking at the few hairs sticking out past the edges of
her panty crotch. My mind recalled how she had spoken
of my being allowed to take the royal blue garment
making up Yasmin's underpants home with me.
Slowly, and I believe it was deliberate on the part of
Yasmin, as she turned so I could unsnap the garter belt
in the back. I could see her perfectly formed hips when
she was standing with her back to me. After I
unfastened her garter I permitted it to simply fall
down to land at her feet. I leaned forward and kissed
the center of her back, directly above her panty.
I kissed the blue material of her panty that was
covering the round balls of her hips and eased the
material down so I could kiss the pure white skin of
her buttocks. My lips then kissed the crease between
her firm and smooth hips.
Using my hands I moved Yasmin until she was once more
facing me. Then I slowly slid her pants from her body
and down her legs. Before my eyes were the beauty of
her maiden hair and I moved my lips and kissed her
navel. Moving my lips until I pressed my face against
the thick muff growing on her mons, I started kissing
the puffy lips of her labia.
"Oh my darling... Calvin, I'm feeling your love... no
man or boy has ever seen me like you are since I was a
baby... I love you..."
Looking at the dark hair that Yasmin had trimmed so the
edges did not grow onto the inner part of her legs, I
used my fingers to press it away from the puffy inner
parts of her sex. My lips moved forward and kissed her
sex once again. The aroma of whatever perfume was on
her maiden hair waived past my nostrils. There was an
odor of sex entering into my mind as I breathed the
female scent coming from her pussy. My tongue flipped
out and licked between her puffy labia and suddenly my
Queen Yasmin whispered so quietly I nearly missed what
she said.
"Calvin, undress and make love to me... show me all the
ways a man and woman may love. Darling, tonight I will
not stop you from doing anything you wish to me. If I
must ask you to stop because it is hurting, will you
let me rest from your love making for a moment or two?"
"Yes and your sex is pure delight - your hair is long
and straight crowning and growing over your sex.
Yasmin, I want to taste you before we make love," I
replied as I hurriedly undressed.
We walked to the bed with a soft pink bed spread and I
looked at the several dolls on the bed. I watched as
Yasmin picked her dolls and placed them on a nearby
small table. After the dolls had been removed from the
bed, Yasmin leaned over to pull the bed covering back.
As she was bent over, I could see her hips part and I
stepped forward quickly so my erection was pressing
between her buttocks.
Without moving, Yasmin shuddered and placed her hands
on the bed. "You want me in my back place first? Linda
told me that kind of sex is something you truly enjoy
with a girl. Perhaps that would make it lovelier for
you if you took my butt first."
"My gawd, what all has my sister told you..." and as I
asked, felt the head of my cock pressing against
Yasmin's anal ring. With no preparation, I commenced to
press my cock against Yasmin's sphincter. Even as I
tried to gain entrance to her ass, I felt her sob out,
"It hurts... go slow darling."
Spiting into my hand, I rubbed my cock with my spittle
and then spit more in my hand and worked my wetness
against the pink round muscle between Yasmin's tight
buttocks. Once more I placed my cock head against her
sphincter. This time I continued to press forward until
I felt a sudden tightness grip my cock and felt my cock
lodged inside her anus.
"Ayieeee, oh Calvin... easy... it burns like my butt is
on fire... oh my darling, go easy sweetheart... oh gawd
your going up my butt!"
With some action on Yasmin's part, her ass seemed to
open like a morning flower. I felt as if my cock was
buried half way in her rectum. Slowly I worked my cock
back and forth as I wanted to reach the depths of
Yasmin's inner soul. Within moments of my making short
strokes of my cock in her gripping sphincter I was
completely encased up Yasmin's anal opening.
"Augh Calvin, oh it stings and I feel so full of you.
Oh my love your all the way in... your in me, aren't
you? Calvin it hurts, but don't stop," Yasmin moaned
out as I finally had my cock buried deep up inside her
bowels.
For a few minutes I slowly fucked her lovely ass and
loved feeling my pubic area bumping against her round
buttocks. Then I shot a load of come deep in Yasmin's
body... my voice was strained as I cummed. "Oh yeah, I
getting off in you... augh Yasmin, your hips are
against me - push your butt back to me..."
"Aughhhh, your coming in me... aren't you my darling,"
the tense and anxious sounding voice of the pretty and
leggy teen asked?
After going off, I stayed with my cock buried up
Yasmin's butt, and loved feeling her sphincter gripping
and attempting to push me from her body. I was making a
concerted effort to remain in her ass as I desired to
butt-fuck her again. When I next heard Yasmin speak,
she caught me completely off-guard with her question.
"Oh gosh, Calvin, are you going to... are you... pee...
in my butt, do you want... do whatever you want... I'm
yours to do with as you desire, my Lord and King!"
The question from the lovely teen was once more
assurance my sister had told her everything. Yasmin was
evidently telling me she wanted to maculate the sexual
acts Linda and I had engaged in together. After hearing
Yasmin tell me she had no problem in my peeing up her
butt, I knew that the girl wanted the impure act of her
body feeling the act of sodomy.
"Sweetheart lets save that for later. Now we need to
wash off and enjoy love and I can feel you giving me
when I enter your body, you're most precious of a gift,
your virginity," I told the lovely girl who had just
offered to allow me to urinate up her ass.
Waling to the bathroom we got in the shower and when
Yasmin saw a small amount of her body waste on my cock,
I listened as she said in a hushed voice, "I've gotten
you messy... let me wash you off... your stuff is
running down my legs... you're a bad boy."
"Only if you're a bad girl could I be a bad boy... make
me really bad. You're getting me hard," I moaned out as
Yasmin had long since washed off my cock and now she
was enjoying feeling me become hard.
"Let's dry off and get back in bed," I moaned as
Yasmin's hand was now attempting to stroke a cock for
the first time.
"Are you anxious, My King... your queen's heart knows
your royal staff desires something from your soul mate
and queen?
"Yasmin, yes it wants to be buried deep in your lovely
sex! Queen Yasmin it causes me to crave and experience
the joy in hearing you cry out I'm the first of your
subjects to know you in an intimate manner."
"First and only, my king, and will it hurt... seriously
Calvin, will it hurt my first time?"
Knowing that my answer would give Yasmin some insight
on what it would be like to be penetrated for the first
time, I whispered in her ear as I was holding her in my
arms after just drying her body.
"There will be a slight sensation when I get your
cherry... but the feeling is not a long sting, but it
happens when I start all the way in you, and I will
tell you when I'm going to go all the way and feel you
are ready. I must also be honest and you may find it
difficult to suffer the loss of your symbol of purity
and chastity when I split your sex open for its first
time."
We walked back to the bedroom, and held my arm around
Yasmin's waist. Once we were in her bedroom, I felt her
turn and press against me. Yasmin moved her lips to
mine and after kissing for a moment she leaned back
away from me and looked in my eyes and stated, "Calvin,
I'm more afraid of this than when you made love to my
backside. I've waited for this to happen all my life
and I'm ready, yet fearfully anxious and at the same
time have an impatient enthusiasm to suffer and
experience sex for the first time."
"Don't worry, I will not make it bad for my queen," and
moved Yasmin to the bed. We lay side by side and were
kissing and I felt her hand reach down and grip my
cock.
"Now darling, I don't wish to wait any longer... make
me... take me Calvin and love me," Yasmin whispered.
I moved Yasmin onto her back, and felt her sleek and
perfectly formed body ease in place under me. I leaned
down and kissed both her breasts and nursed at her
nipples. For a short while I enjoyed feeling her hands
pulling my head tight to her breasts and I kissed my
way down to her dark patch of pubes.
Slowly I kissed her maiden hair and the skin all around
where it grew. Then I pressed my face between her
somewhat resisting legs and wondered why she was not
opening them wider for me to get my lips on her pussy.
Then I heard her say, "I feel embarrassed in your
seeing me so intimately. Darling, I hope I don't smell
like..."
"Yasmin, your body smells like a flower and I want to
taste you. Please open your lips for me... augh yes," I
moaned out as my tongue reached the center of her
pussy. I commenced kissing and licking her pussy and
loved feeling her hips start the timeless and ageless
bump and grind of a female in heat as she slid around
on the bed sheet. My tongue was brushing and striking
her clitoris and I heard her voice sound out her
satisfaction.
"Calvin you're making me feel like ... I'm going to go
off, ohhhh."
Moving up over her climaxing body, I eased my cock to
her damp sex and started working my cock up and down
the puffy lipped entrance. Finally I was working my
cock deeper and deeper into her body. Pulling my hand
that was holding my cock in the entrance of her pussy,
while I was making short probes in her hot cunt. Moving
my hands onto her hips as I was starting to make deep
strokes, I knew if I went any deeper, I would be
against her cherry.
Should I take her quick and sudden or press through her
cherry in slow motion and make the sensation of her
loosing her cherry last longer. I decide to let Yasmin
tell me which she would want, and I asked, "Do you want
it quick to get it over with, or slow so you can feel
me get your cherry and experience the pain longer?"
"Oh my, Calvin whatever is the best... however you want
is what I want... just do me... the choice is yours."
"I'm going all the way in you on the next push up you,
so when you're ready for me to do you, kiss me..."
I made a few short jabs with my cock in the entrance of
her pussy, but Yasmin didn't kiss me to let me know she
was ready. Once again I told her, "Kiss me when you're
ready."
Still she did not kiss me, and I knew she wanted sex,
but was afraid as all virgins are in giving up their
one time memory of the first penetration deep in the
sex. I pulled my cock back to the entrance of her pussy
and jammed my cock quick and hard into her pussy. I
knew Yasmin was aware of what was about to happen and
like other girls I had been with for their first time,
Yasmin tried to pull back as I was shoving my cock up
her pussy.
My hands held Yasmin's hips and I started to lunged
quick and hard and tore through her cherry. Then I
decided to take her cherry slow as I wished to hear her
cry when I breached her hymen. I spent considerable
time in splitting her cherry and her cry as she felt me
pushing against her hymen was pure delight.
Yasmin cried out very loud when I pushed against her
cherry and when I eased away from the thin skin inside
her pussy, her voice eased off over a short period of
time to no sound at all. Then I made the determination
to jam my cock up inside her tight cunt in one
horrendous shove.
"Ugh - Aiyeeeeeeee, oh my gawd Calvin... ohhhhh gawd...
what did you do to me... no, don't move like that."
Yasmin's cherry was now history. I decided at that
point after busting her cherry to simply fuck Yasmin in
a punishing fuck for her first time. From deep in my
physic I wished to hear her moan and cry out loudly as
Yasmin was feeling a cock stroke deep in and out of her
just ruptured and split open pussy.
For several minutes I made love to Yasmin and tried to
move my cock so it hit all the sides and depths of her
pussy. My fucking was assuredly brutal and hurtful as I
stroke my cock hard into Yasmin's body. Her pleas for
me to be gentle were met with no regard for her wishes.
I literally fucked Yasmin harder than I had ever fucked
a girl or woman at that point in my sensual life.
After some time, I felt Yasmin's hips start the ancient
rhythm of sexual moves. I listened as she told me she
loved me and how it was her first time and never wanted
me to go away. The lovely was begging me to be gentle
and telling me she loved me at the same time. Just as I
was about to get my nuts off, I told Yasmin, "I love
hearing you cry out it hurts and I will make damn
certain this will be the hardest fuck you will ever
get.?
After we were finished, or at least I was, having shot
my load up her just lost virginity and bleeding pussy.
Yasmin had pulled me to her when I went off. Her legs
did not come up around me and I knew that she had
climaxed from my eating her out.
I could tell Yasmin didn't get the enjoyment she wanted
to have for her first fuck... and that was due to my
dreadfully hard fuck. I knew Yasmin had planned and
spoke about wanting to climax when she was fucked the
first time.
What caused Yasmin to jump up from the bed I didn't
know and then she told me, "Something is running out of
me..."
Standing next to the bed, Yasmin looked down at the
juncture of her thighs and then at my cock, and she
uttered, "You cummed in me, oh Calvin, it is running
down my leg and I'm bleeding and...," That is when
Yasmin, like other girls who have just lost their
cherries, commenced crying.
Looking at the girl standing beside the bed, I got up
and took her in my arms. I explained what was running
down her legs and why she was bleeding.
Yasmin looked at me and in a scolding voice said,
"Calvin, I'm not dumb, I know it is your stuff... your
semen running from me and the blood is from my cherry.
Maybe I shouldn't have done it with you. Why did you do
it to me? Calvin I hate you and now I can't be a virgin
when I get married... you must marry me."
For another 30 minutes I listened as Yasmin gave me
hell and no amount of pleading would get her back in
bed. Finally I got up and walked into the bathroom and
got in the shower. After drying off, I went back to the
bedroom and Yasmin was setting on a straight chair and
had dressed. Looking at the bed I saw she had made it
up and I wondered what she had done with the towel and
sheet that had blood on them.
Yasmin didn't speak to me as I dressed and I said
nothing to her. Once I was dressed and had put on my
winter coat I turned and left the room. When I got to
the front door, Yasmin was with me and carrying her
heavy coat and when I reached for it to help her slip
it on she turned away from me and put it on by herself.
When we reached the car, I decided if Yasmin was going
to be an ass and not want me to help her with her coat
she could open the car door by herself. Yasmin got in
the back seat of the car and said nothing. I got in the
front behind the steering wheel. When I pulled up in
front of her house, Yasmin got out and walked up the
sidewalk to the front door and I drove off.
Before reaching my home I turned and back to the truck
stop and when I went inside I sat down with my buddy
Chuck and Bruce. We spoke for a while and in less than
a minute, I was listening as Bruce and Chuck were
telling me about Peanut, and his getting a call from
Yasmin and he was headed to her house.
I walked outside and got in my car and drove back to
see Yasmin who I assumed was now back at her
grandmother's house if she was meeting up with my so
called buddy, Peanut. Pulling up in front of the house
I had left no more than a half hour before, I parked
behind Peanut's cropped Merc.
Walking up to the house, I eased open the door and
headed to the Yasmin's bedroom. Standing in the hallway
I listened as Yasmin was telling Peanut, "I want you to
fuck me and don't worry if I become pregnant, I'll lie
and say Calvin made me have a baby. Peanut, go easy.
That damn Calvin did it hard and hurt me and didn't
care he got my virginity in a brutal jam up my pussy. I
should have let you do me last week when we were
together."
Walking from the house, I slammed the door as loud as I
could, and knew Yasmin and Peanut had to understand
they had being spied upon fucking. Driving home, I
couldn't believe what I'd heard from Yasmin about
wanting to have Peanut's child and she would say it was
mine.
All I could think was, "That fucking bitch, how can a
girl gives a guy her cherry and fuck someone else in
less than an hour and tell him to knock her up. My mind
told me that that Yasmin girl was nothing but a fucking
little bitch."
The next morning around ten, my sister Linda told me I
had a phone call. When I picked up the phone, it was
Yasmin and she said, "Calvin - I'm sorry; I need to see
you... were you the one who slammed my door - why
didn't you come in my bedroom? We could have spent the
night together, was it you?"
"Why, to give me shit or just not speak to me... you
wouldn't even listen to me when I tried to tell you I
was sorry... besides, you're the one who wanted to have
sex." I didn't respond about slamming the door, as I
figured she'd believe someone else knew she fucking
Peanut and she would go crazy trying to figure who had
caught her fucking. After all, she was the Queen Virgin
- damn I'm glad I nailed her fucking ass.
"Please, I'm truly sorry for acting like a... bitch...
darling, oh Calvin, I need to see you... I'm coming
over to your place, bye."
Listening as the phone clicked in my ear, I walked to
the bathroom and got in the shower. After I was out of
the shower and dried off, I went to my bedroom. I had
just started to dress when Linda walked into the room
and looked at my cock.
"So big brother did you get another cherry on the end
of that big tool as you told me to call it... was it as
good as mine?"
"Linda, the evening was going great - and after I got
another cherry on my tool as you put it, all hell
showed up. Yasmin wouldn't speak to me and rode home
from her grandmother's house in the back seat of my
car. She didn't even speak until she called me on the
phone a few minutes ago. Even worse, she had driven
back to her grandmother's house and called Peanut and I
went back to see her after Bruce told me she had called
Peanut at the truck stop."
"I know, she told me all about it when I spoke with
her. Calvin, I called her and when she informed me
about how she acted, she was crying. Brother, your
queen told me that she was so ashamed for being
aggressive in getting with you last night, as she had
planned on giving you her virginity - and then felt
ashamed of herself for having done so on your first
date. You're lucky, she wants to marry you and hopes
she got pregnant last night"
"Hell, Linda that is shit... she wants to have a baby -
the girl is a nut case. Yes told me we could get
married after school is out. From now on and if and
when we fuck again, I'll be wearing a condom or my dick
or it doesn't get shoved up her hot box. Linda was
fucking Peanut when I got back to her grandmother's and
she told him not to worry that if she got knocked up
she would blame it on me. "
Linda looked at me and asked, "Have you got a condom
handy - you can get off in me - Calvin, am I bad just
because I want sex with you? You would have laughed had
you heard Brad Todd trying to get me to go out with
him... he is such a freak, but he likes me... guess I'm
ruined by how my brother treats me."
With a strange look in her eyes, my sister asked, "Do
you believe mom knows about us having sex...? Calvin,
mom wanted to know who the boy was that I had in my bed
with me? When I told her no one, she shook her head and
I knew she had a reason for asking."
Linda said mom told her, after giving her a stern look,
"Young lady, there are semen spots all over the sheets
on your bed... so if you didn't have a boy in the house
and in your room, the only possibility would be your
brother... damn it Linda, are you doing your own
brother?"
"Little sister, I would love to do you, but Yasmin may
be on her way over - or if she calls and you answer the
phone, tell her I'm not home. Guess I need to tell mom
and Connie the same thing."
We had been down stairs about ten minutes when Yasmin
rang the door bell. "Do me a favor, answer the door for
me and I'm going in the bathroom. Tell her where I am
and in a few minutes I'll come out."
Leaving the bathroom, I saw Yasmin was seated on the
sofa with Linda and I took a seat in one of the chairs
and greeted the pretty girl. "Hi Yasmin, what's going
on that your out so early... where's your friend
Peanut?"
"Calvin, I need to speak with you... can we go to your
room? You came back to grandma's house last night,
didn't you?"
"Heck no we can't go to my room - mom is due back
anytime and if she caught me with a girl in my room, I
wouldn't get out for a month and she wouldn't let me
drive my car," I lied.
Yasmin looked at me and then asked my sister Linda, "Do
promise me you won't repeat to anyone what I'm going to
say to Cal?"
Linda nodded her head to indicate she wouldn't repeat
whatever Yasmin said to me. My sister and I watched as
the pretty girl shifted on the sofa and as she did, I
could look up her skirt. The view was nice and the
panties she was wearing were black and I wanted to ask,
"Yasmin, are you wearing black panties on the death of
your cherry last night?"
With a strangled sound to her voice, Yasmin asked, "Did
you... do you like getting...? Calvin it is hard to say
this in front of your sister, but did you enjoy taking
my virginity last night?"
"Up until you turned into a bitch and gave me shit...
Yasmin, it isn't like I raped you. You're the one who
told me to drive to your grandmother's house. You
undressed and told me you wanted me to fuck you... you
became a smart ass about my come running down your leg.
You wouldn't get back in bed with me; in fact after I
showered and came back in the bedroom, you were
dressed."
'When I drove you home, you sat in the back seat of the
car. Now you're asking me what it was like to fuck you.
Shit Yasmin, I love getting a girl's cherry and hearing
her cry out when I bust her open, I said loudly," and
my sister and I both saw Yasmin's eyes flare up in
hate.
"Hey you two don't forget I'm here," my sister said.
Then Linda said, "Why don't you two go for a ride...
maybe to your grandma's house, Yasmin?"
Not wanting to be with the bitching girl, I cut the
conversation short and interjected, "No, I have
something I need to do. Perhaps I'll call you tonight
Yasmin, but no promises we might get together and go
out, is that a deal, Yasmin?"
"Maybe, please call me Calvin... if I'm not busy doing
something we can get together, but no promises from me
either," Yasmin replied.
Thinking to myself, "I'll be damned if I will call her
tonight, and not again until I'm horny?"
"Calvin, you only wanted to do it to me like you did
all the other girls, like you did with your sister
Linda. How could you have sex with your own sister...
you will fuck anything, huh," I heard Yasmin say?" Her
comment not only pissed me off, but Linda as well, and
I smiled to myself as I listened to my sister give her
a shit of a reply.
"You're a crazy little bitch Yasmin, and forget my ever
taking you out again, I'm not that hard up for a piece
of your cunt. You're so gullible, you believed my
sister when she said she and I had sex. We planned on
her telling you that just so I could fuck you... what a
stupid bitch you are to believe I would have sex with
my own sibling. Just take you pussy and get the fuck
out of my house... and when I get horny for used
merchandise, I'll give you a call. Hell, we could have
a good time fucking for a couple more weeks, but you
fucked it all up," I told Yasmin.
The three of us sat in silence for a while and I
watched Yasmin break into tears as my course and
intended indecent comments hit her between the eyes.
I'd never hated a girl as much before in my life, but
this girl was simply hateful, and I decided to repay
her comments and actions in kind, so I became vengeful.
"Please Calvin, you know I love you and that's why I
gave myself to you. Why are you saying these terrible
things about me and making me feel ashamed? Linda, I
made you my princess. Tell me you didn't make up the
story about you and your brother just so you could help
him get me to have sex with him... oh, I like you as a
girlfriend - all summer we have been close."
"Yasmin, family is closer than a piece of pussy. Yeah I
helped my brother get your fucking cherry and now he
has it notched on his dick and everyone at school will
know. Not only that, the kids in school will know after
my brother did you and popped your cherry, you fucked
him over by fucking Peanut. Now you know how I feel
toward you for fucking with my brother."
I listened and watched as Yasmin cried and pleaded for
my sister and me not to cut her off from being a friend
with the two of us. Yet I could not get over the fact
she wanted to get pregnant, and would do so no matter
what... even to her having sex with other guys just so
she became with child, and could blame it on me.
After another five minutes, Yasmin got up and as she
moved up from the sofa, I could see her crotch, and
knew it wasn't done for my benefit, but more than
likely for her own pleasure. How could a girl change so
suddenly, I tried to reason in my own mind? I walked
over and when I reached Yasmin, I took her hand in
mine. She gave me a funny look, but did not pull her
hand away.
When we reached her car, Yasmin looked at me and when I
opened the door, she got tears in her eyes and asked,
"Why do you hate me, I gave you my virginity last
night? Calvin, I tried to apologize on the phone and in
the house just now, why darling? As she moved into the
car, pulled her skirt up and told me, "Look at my
panties, I sewed your name on them."
Looking down, I saw that she had stitched my name in
red thread across the top of her panties where her hair
line would end at the top of her mons.
"That's nice... Yasmin, did you hate the sex with me...
be honest as I wanted you in the worst way and your
extremely attractive... why did you get upset with me
last night? Why did you feel it necessary to have sex
with my friend?"
"You hurt me... maybe I can explain it to you... take a
ride with me, and I will tell you everything... Calvin,
I feel as naked as I am about to bare my soul to you."
We drove to Yasmin grandmother's house and we went in
and sat on the sofa. For a few minutes we just spoke
about silly things, and then Yasmin asked me to go into
the kitchen with her. Yasmin fixed us both some hot
chocolate, and looking across the table at me, begin
speaking about a big problem she had in her life.
"Calvin... one day I was home alone... I was 12 and
just finishing my bath and started drying off. I... I
was brushing my hair and the bathroom door opened... my
father... my own father, Calvin he walked in on me and
took me in his arms."
The look on her face was cold and I was uncertain if I
believe her. When she told me, "While dad was holding
me in his arms and I kept asking him to let go of me,
but dad moved his arms from around me and undressed as
he stood in front of the bathroom door. I was crying
and dad reached out and once more was hugging me.
Before long dad hands were cupping and fondling my
breasts, which were only small funny shaped nipples."
With her voice now heaving out in loud sobs, Yasmin
continued her story. "Dad picked me up and carried me
to my bed and lay on the bed with me. Both of us were
naked and in a moment, dad was kissing my nipples. Then
he had me flat on my back and he was kneeling between
my legs."
"Calvin, he was trying to shove his thing up mine and
as he did his erection pushed against my butt... he
raped my behind. I let him do my butt and since then he
has done that to me whenever he wishes, including last
night before I got dressed for the dance. Now you
know... Calvin, make love to me... I will never act
like I did last night."
We walked to her room, and after we turned back the bed
I saw the evidence of her lost virginity and the towel
spread out on the bed sheet. Yasmin commenced to cry,
and I assumed it was from looking at the evidence of
her lost virginity. Once we were nude, I eased her onto
the bed and after slipping on a condom, eased my cock
up into her body.
"Oh my Calvin I feel you inside me... augh go easy,"
Yasmin uttered. I could feel her body heave up from the
bed to have me enter deeper up her sex. Then Yasmin
drew her hips back from my pelvic bone striking and
pressing against her pussy. Yasmin asked, "Your cock is
in my pussy - Calvin I want you to always fuck me and
to give me a baby."
There was no doubt in my mind Yasmin wanted me to get
her pregnant. I could see what my future would be with
an attractive woman that once she had a child, would
likely keep her legs twisted together each night in our
marital bed. Doing as I had other girls, I was
determined to punish this cock-teaser. I pulled
Yasmin's legs up onto my shoulders, and in doing so
bent her body double.
When I had Yasmin positioned so only her shoulders and
head were resting on the bed, I started fucking her
deep and hard and I drove my body in a fierce fuck. It
seemed as if my cock had grown another inch just so I
could castigate the cute and sexy girl by hammering my
cock deep inside her pussy. I slammed the young cunt in
every direction with only the intention of fucking her
in a brutal fashion.
Evidently Yasmin had not noticed as I covertly slipped
the condom over my hard-on before I entered her tight
sex. Now her voce was pleading me to let her legs down
and not do her so hard.
With meanness to my question, I asked Yasmin, "Do you
want my come deep in your pussy - Yasmin, do you want
me knock you up and if I fuck you deep and hard, I can
squirt my come inside your womb. Tell me baby, which do
you want - knocked up, or a gentle fuck with my come in
the entrance of your cunt?"
"Make me pregnant, gawd Calvin it hurts like this - oh
gawd you're so deep and it hurts me... knock me up,
make me pregnant."
"Tell me, tell me you want me to fuck you hard and deep
and to knock your cunt up with my sperm... tell me or
I'll pull my cock out of you,"
I stopped fucking her for a moment and Yasmin cried
out, "No... nooooo, don't stop... knock me up... my
cunt... oh hell Calvin it hurts... knock me up... fuck
my cunt... yessss, fuck my cunt, knock up my cunt...
aughhhh!"
I could feel Yasmin working her pussy muscles as if she
was milking my cock, and Yasmin cried out, "Calvin...
I'm getting it, oh my gawddddd, knock me up... I'm
coming on your fucking cock. You bastard, give me a
baby, my baby, I want my baby!"
I shot my come into the condom I was wearing and I must
have filled it all the way to where it slipped over and
on my dick. I let Yasmin's perfectly shaped and long
legs down from my shoulders and pulled my cock from her
pussy. I pulled the condom off and pitched it under the
bed. Laughing to myself, I thought, "How long before it
is found under the bed... hell it will be a pisser of a
trip if grandma finds it under the bed."
For the next two weeks I fucked Yasmin nearly every day
and she wanted me to knock her up so bad, she begged me
to get her pregnant as we fucked. I used a condom every
time and each time I pitched them under the bed. The
last time I fucked her she commenced bleeding and she
cried that she was having her period and wasn't
pregnant.
"Calvin, in two weeks we can try again and you can give
me my baby." Yasmin was a trip, she didn't say "your
baby or our baby" she wanted her baby. I fucked her for
the next week during her period and then stopped.
One afternoon a week later and after school, I saw Jeff
Neely's '51 raked Merc parked in the street in front of
Yasmin's grandmother's house. Knowing the door was
likely unlocked; I went in the house real quietly and
walked to the outside of Yasmin's room.
Listening, I could hear Yasmin telling Jeff, "Fuck
me... oh yes, fuck me..."
Jeff told her, "I don't have a condom on, what if you
get knocked up?"
"Hell you don't need to worry about a condom as I love
come in my pussy, and besides Calvin will think he is
the father? That's why I had you, Chuck and Peanut fuck
me so good last night, and I know one of you must have
lots of come for me... make certain you all come over
tomorrow after school."
I sneaked out of the house and the next afternoon I
drove by the house and saw all three of the guys Merc's
parked on the street in front of the house. Once again
I was in the house and listening to the guys and
hearing Yasmin beg them to fuck her for over an hour,
before I finally decided to leave. The following night
I took Linda with me and we drove past the house where
Yasmin stayed with her grandma.
As we drove by the house where I got Yasmin's cherry, I
saw my so called friend's three Merc's parked in front
of the house. I told Linda what was occurring and
warned her not to make any sound as we entered the
house. For a few minutes we listened outside the
bedroom door as Yasmin begged Peanut to fuck her, and
shoot his come in her.
We could hear Peanut, as he was grunting and yelling
out, "Shit, I'm getting my nuts off in her again, oh
hell Yasmin you're one great fuck." Just before we were
ready to walk away from the door, I heard Jeff telling
Peanut, hurry up, man I want to rip a piece of her cunt
off once more before we leave.
Just as I was about to pull away from the curb, I saw a
taxi pulling up at the drive to Yasmin grandma's house.
Turning off the car, I told Linda, "Shit sis, this is
too good to be true, Yasmin's grandma has returned a
couple days early. I don't believe she was due home
until Friday, and its only Wednesday."
"Hell sis, can you imagine what grandma is going to say
when she walks in the house and finds her granddaughter
getting fucked by three guys? Damn, Yasmin likely has
her long legs in the air and taking someone's dick as
deep as she can get it shoved up her cunt and begging
to be knocked up."
We turned the car around and waited as grandma walked
in the house. My sister had moved so she was leaning
against me as we watched the house. Smiling, I told
Linda, "I would love to pull up closer sis, but this
way we can see how quick the guys leave."
For five minutes nothing was happening. Then I heard a
siren and a few moments later, both a police cruiser
and a deputy sheriff's car pulled up in front of the
house. For over an hour we neighbors watched the house
to see what was happening. Shortly after that we saw
Yasmin's parents pull up, and five minutes later the
three guys were led from the house in handcuffs and
placed in separate police cars. During the time Linda
and I watched the house, three more police cruisers had
arrived.
Linda and I took off and drove to Henry's Dawg House
and when we went inside, Linda and I took a seat and
told Brenda Hoffman, "Jeff,, Peanut and Chuck, the Merc
Boys were all arrested at Yasmin's house. I guess her
grandma came home and caught then all having sex with
innocent little Yasmin... can you believe that, three
guys doing her?"
For the rest of the evening, Linda and I sat in the
restaurant and listened as more kids came in the dinner
and told what they knew about Yasmin having sex with
three guys and getting caught by her grandma. A friend
of Linda's, Joyce Stillwell, whose father was a cop,
walked in and sat with us. "Did you hear about your
Queen Yasmin, Cal, she got busted for doing three
guys... they all claim she made them pay her, so she
has been arrested for prostitution."
"Joyce, you're making that up," Linda said. About that
time our sister Connie walked in the restaurant and sat
down next to me and smiled.
"King Calvin, how much did you pay for sex with your
Valentine Queen... someone called mom, I don't know
who, but the cops found a bunch of condoms under
Yasmin's bed at her grandma's house."
The next morning, I had to go with my mother to the
police station, as Yasmin told the authorities that I
had also engaged in sex with her. Mom had taken our
friend who was an attorney with us to the police
station. He looked at police Detective Sergeant Raymond
Workman, and told him, "My client denies any sexual
activity with the girl and unless you have something
more substantial than rumors from a 17 year old girl
you've charged with prostitution, we're leaving."
"Please, Mr., Cohen, oh hell, go home, and Sol your
client's name was only brought up from the girl saying
he did her the night of the Valentine's Day Dance - I
know he was the king and she the queen, but from what
we know, she's been active for a long while."
Two weeks later, I got a call from Yasmin and she was
hysterical and sobbing uncontrollably. "Calvin, you
must help me... I didn't charge them... will you help
me... please believe me, I didn't have sex with them,
or anyone else."
"Yasmin, you know I caught you, so why try to lie now"
I asked, and cutoff her comments? "Don't call me again
and I have no reason to help you. Whatever you did is
of your own doing and fault. Mr. Cohen told my mother
you accused Linda and me of having sex together. You
know I told you that was just a set up conversation the
day you came over after I caught you with Peanut,
remember my slamming the door - - - your sick - Yasmin,
never call me again."
My comments were the perfect thing to have said, as the
police, prosecutor, and Mr. Cohen were all listening as
I spoke with Yasmin. I could only think how sweet
revenge was and how much my life was saved. It was
obvious Yasmin planned on becoming pregnant and saying
I had gotten her with a baby.
Three months later it got out that Yasmin was in
reality having a baby and her mother came to visit my
mother. Mom had me sit with them in the kitchen and
listen as Yasmin's mom told the story about me having
sex with her daughter. Finally mom asked me, "Did you
have sex with her daughter?"
"No mom, she's just wants me to marry her and had
planned on becoming pregnant and blaming me. Yasmin
sent me a note yesterday... here, read it if you wish."
Mom looked at the note and read it to herself and told
Yasmin's mother, "I will read it out loud."
My mother commenced reading the short note aloud, "My
darling Calvin... our night - the night we were Queen
and King and we had sex for my first time. You listened
as I informed you how my desires including having you
as my husband. How I wanted your child. Think darling;
you were my first lover. Calvin, I never charged the
guys for sex. Please, please come to see me. I'm so
embarrassed and can't begin to think about returning to
school and finishing my senior year. They've said I'm a
prostitute - please believe me, I never made the guys
pay for sex... grandma hates me... she caught me with
the guys. Calvin, My King, it was so embarrassing when
grandma walked into the room and found me nude with the
three guys. I, Chuck, Peanut and Jeff were all naked on
my bed - and Jeff was doing it and my legs were pushed
back - remember how you raised them up and then back
over my shoulders? Calvin you must come to me, I need
you my darling... for our baby! Please my love, come
see me, and after this is over, we can marry and raise
our child. I have no doubt you have heard I'm carrying
a baby, and yes Calvin, it is our love child. Love,
your Queen Yasmin."
"Mrs. Cartwright, my son took your daughter to the
Valentine's Day Dance and you knew that, but that was
their first and only date. I feel sorry for what this
must mean and do to you. You heard what your daughter
wrote... you and I both know young children will do
things they shouldn't - you heard my son deny being
with your daughter and getting her pregnant. About her
being with the other boys and what she has been charged
with, I know it must hurt you terribly as a mother.
Your pain and the image of how your daughter was found
by your mother, and then Yasmin being arrested, must be
terribly for you. It would be terrible for me if my
daughters were caught by the police in such a personal
and private sexual situation. Yasmin is a very
attractive girl, Mrs. Cartwright, and any son enjoys
being with a girl as pretty as she; but I must believe
my son when he denies the claims Yasmin makes against
him."
To my surprise, I listened as Mrs. Cartwright responded
to my mother and told her, "Thank you for not being
critical of Yasmin - I feel so torn apart by all that
has happened. Yasmin has denied she was nude when my
mother found her with the three boys. I know mom
wouldn't lie about such a thing. Plus just now I heard
you read the letter from Yasmin to Calvin, and she
admitted being nude with the three boys. So what all
has happened I can't say, but thanks for listening."
Five minutes later, mom and I were still speaking about
the visit by Yasmin's mother as we sat around the
table. My mom looked across the table from me and
smiling asked, "Calvin, I'm your mother and you must be
honest with me, and we have shared things that only you
and I must ever know about... did you have sex with her
and were you her first?"
"Yes, but mom, I didn't get her pregnant." Then I told
mom all I knew about the three guys and how I had
walked in the house where Yasmin was having sex and had
Linda with me as a witness.
By the end of April, I was enjoying sex with my mom and
my sisters when I was alone with one of them and no one
else was in the house. Sex with my mom was fantastic
and she loved me performing oral sex on her.
#
One Saturday afternoon, I was home when Nora came to
our house and was speaking to my mother. Mom asked me
to come into the living room. When I saw Nora in a pair
of shorts and a blouse she had tied in a knot at the
bottom of the top she was wearing, I couldn't believe
how attractive she looked. I hadn't had sex with her
for nearly a month and I was more than ready to get
with her once again.
"Calvin, you need to drive Nora to meet her husband
where he's employed, as he had to go into the office
today. They must attend a party for the company he
works for. He won't have time to come home, get dressed
and drive to the restaurant where they are going to
have a working meal."
"Not a problem, but I need to get some gas - what time
will you need for me to leave, Nora?
"Around four will be fine, and perhaps you can let
Kelly Jean ride along as she will be the only one
home," Norah told me.
We left around a quarter to four, and during the ride
to meet her husband, I could see Nora pulling her dress
up and showing me her legs. With Kelly Jean in the back
seat, I couldn't reach over and feel Nora's thighs.
After Nora got out of the car, Kelly Jean got up front
with me. As I started driving, I was looking at the
cute girl sitting across the seat from me. "To bad your
not older, I would like to date a girl as cute as you
are, Kelly Jean," I said in a playful way.
"So, does that mean I could be your girlfriend? Heck I
will be if you want Cal? Besides I know one of your
secrets," Kelly Jean said with a giggle to her voice.
"You don't know any of my secrets, so don't start
rumors, or I won't buy you another birthday present."
"I have my teddy bear in the middle of all the stuffed
animals on my bed... see I sleep with you every night,
because my Calvin teddy sleeps with me. Do you know I
named him, "Calvin the Second?" Hey, you didn't get me
a Christmas present... I about cried," the preteen girl
told me.
With a snicker in her voice, Kelly Jean once more
stated, "I do know a secret about you... but you will
hate me if I tell what it is, and I've never told
anyone, not even... Cathy, my friend... oh I have told
Calvin the Second several times."
Looking at the girl on the seat across from me, I could
see she had turned in the seat and facing me. Kelly
Jean had pulled her legs up so her feet were resting on
the car seat, and her skirt was hanging loose and I
could view under it all the way to her butt. I couldn't
see if she had on panties, but figured she did. "So
what secret of mine do you know...?"
"Promise you won't become upset or mad at me..." Kelly
Jean said. Without being aware of her doing so, the 11
year old girl moved so the complete back of her legs
were visible. Kelly Jean's panties could be seen as she
sat with her legs drawn back on the car seat.
"I watch you from my sister's bedroom window... when
you're naked you move your hand until white stuff
explodes..." Kelly Jean stopped and she whispered, "I
like seeing you do it... will you do it for me up close
sometime?"
"Kelly Jean, you mean you watch me through my window...
that isn't nice, is Gale with you when you watch me...
does she know your in her room?"
"Heck no, she would kill me if she knew I went in her
room... Calvin, I like looking when you do it... will
you let me watch you and can I be in your room?"
"No - Kelly Jean, if we go someplace and I show you,
will you undress so I can see you... its only fair if
you see me, that I can look at you with nothing on,
deal?"
"Maybe, but you have to undress first... would you let
me touch you? Calvin, the white stuff is what makes
babies, isn't it...?"
"Okay, I'll drive to a place I know and where you can
watch me." In 15 minutes I was at the strip mine. After
parking the car, I looked at Kelly Jean and saw she had
a funny look on her face. Thinking if I undressed, and
she changed her mind and wouldn't let me see her, I
could be in trouble. Telling her, "You have to take
your clothes off when I do, or I won't undress so you
can see my cock."
I started undressing by pulling the light sweater over
my head and then I took off my tee-shirt. Kelly Jean
had taken off her jacket and had hesitated when it was
time to remove her blouse. "Okay, I'm putting my
clothes back on as your not undressing," and I
pretended to be slipping my tee-shirt back on.
"Noooo, I'll take them off," and I watched as Kelly
Jean removed her blouse. Then she took off her skirt as
I did my Levis. I reached down and slipped off my penny
loafers and she took off her shoes. Now I was dressed
in only my socks and under shorts and Kelly Jean had on
her stockings and panties and I knew sex was soon to be
on my agenda.
"I'm going to leave my socks on," I said as I reached
out and took my underwear off. At first Kelly Jean did
not take her panties down, and then she removed them.
Before me was the stick figure of a preteen girl. Kelly
Jean's legs seemed exceptionally thin and long, and her
chest had only quarter sized pink areolas, with just
starting to grow nipples. Her nips were the same color
as her mother and sister's nipples, strawberry in
color.
"Open your legs so I can see you thing," I said to the
inquisitive girl as I had placed her hand on my fully
erect cock. I reached my hand out and got Kelly Jean's
in mine, and I thought, "She is about to get my dick up
her cunt if I get my way, and I have to believe she is
still cherry."
"Kelly Jean, there is more room in the back seat, let's
get in the back." I opened the door and got out and she
followed me. When I opened the back door, I looked at
her body and loved seeing her gangly shape and knew
this was a special treat, even more so than when I
first got with Patty.
Once she was in the back seat, Kelly Jean showed her
knowledge of what can happen when a boy and girl are in
the back seat. Her face had a slight frown on it, and
then I realized it was likely fear and not a frown.
We sat back on the seat after I had placed the old
quilt on the seat, and got the towel out from under the
front seat. I took Kelly Jean's hand in mine once more,
and replaced it on my cock. At first she resisted
touching me, but I used my fingers to press hers around
my hard-on.
I moved so I could pull the preteen girl to me and I
looked at her face. Then I leaned down and kissed her
forehead. When I pressed my lips to her eyes, and after
kissing her nose which made her giggle, I kissed her
lips.
Moving my lips gentle over hers while I moved my hand
to where I could lightly touch the small hump of her
nipple buds. There was no doubt I knew they must be
sensitive, as I felt her wiggle and under our lips she
sounded out, "Ummmm, um."
"Stroke my cock like you saw me doing," I said to Kelly
Jean. Once she started to more or less move her hand on
my cock, I moved my left hand onto her legs and pushed
her thin legs apart and eased my fingers against the
slot making up her pussy.
I played around with her tiny slit and could feel her
small but pronounced clit hidden within the penis
shaped prepuce at the top of her tiny cunt. Moving
Kelly Jean down on her back, I was soon rewarded with
the complete view of her pussy as I had moved and was
kissing the inner parts of her thighs.
"Calvin, what are you going to do... are you going to
kiss my...," Kelly Jean asked in only a soft whisper of
a voice? "Ohhhh, your kissing my... you aren't supposed
to do that to me... I'm too young. Oh my Calvin," the
young girl said with excitement in her voice as my
tongue swiped up between her slightly puffy labia and
flipped her clit.
I had seen the fatty prominence of her mons pubis, and
the fleshy pad over her pubic bones was thicker and set
higher than any I had ever seen on a female, or at
least a young girl. The fleshy pad of meat was very
high over the top of her sex, and I moved my fingers to
caress the skin as I licked her pussy. Kelly Jeans'
mons pubis was exceptionally sensitive as she started
to moan and hump her tiny hips up as I licked her pussy
and squeezed and pinched her mons and labia.
When I felt Kelly Jeans body become stiff and begin to
move around, it made me wonder if she was going to
climax. "Um, Calvin you better stop, I feel funny..."
I knew she was about to get off, so I moved up over her
and started rubbing my cock up and down her tiny slot.
The saliva from my licking her pussy made it wet, along
with her young excitement, and I continued bumping her
clit with the head of my cock.
Kelly Jean's voice was so low I could hardly hear her,
but I knew she was going off, and as she did, I eased
my cock between the narrow lips of her 11 year old
pussy. When the head started to enter her pussy, she
whispered out, "Ugh - um, ugh Calvin... it hurts... oh
golly gee, you need to stop... what if I have a baby?"
Then I commenced to shove my cock into her resisting
pussy. Once more I heard the sounds a woman makes when
a cock goes up her pussy, "Ugh... Ughhhhh, augh no...
nooooo Calvin, your hurting me... aughhhh nooooo...
eeeyieee," and I realized I'd just punched out Kelly
Jean's young cherry.
For the next three minutes I would guess the time to
have been, I fucked the tiny girl under me. I don't
believe it was only my imagination, but I firmly
thought my striking against her fatty mons gave Kelly
Jean as much pleasure as rubbing my cock against her
clit when I moved my erection back and forth in her
never before fucked pussy.
I lay on the tiny girl and loved feeling my cock being
squeezed by the muscles of Kelly Jean's pussy lips. I
felt her cunt working on my cock as I held it deep
inside her and she told me, "Calvin, I told Calvin the
Second I would let you fuck me... that's what we're
doing, right... I feel your thing in me... it's deep...
hee-hee-hee, your heavy - so get off me, I can't
breath."
When we were sitting up, Kelly Jean looked at my bloody
cock, and then between her legs as I took the towel and
wiped off my cock. Then I had her kneel and wiped
between her slender thighs. Seeing the blood didn't
seem to bother Kelly Jean and she sat on my lap.
"Calvin, I feel stuff running from my thing. Is that
your white stuff... will I have a baby... you hurt
going in me... now it stings and feels funny... look
and see if my thing is okay?"
I had Kelly Jean move so her legs were open and I could
look at her pussy. She didn't bleed much and I asked
her, "Has someone done you before or part way... your
cherry wasn't difficult to get through, have you played
around with someone else... you can tell me and I won't
say anything to anyone. By the way, you must never tell
what we have done."
"I know that, do you think I want to get you and me in
trouble... if mom knew she would have a cow. Someone
has put his finger in me, but nothing else... Calvin, I
don't like him touching me, but I can't get him to stop
as he says it is okay for him as he is blessing me...
and this week I'm suppose to do what you and I just
did. Guys have different size things; his is skinny and
long, and yours is thick and long... are all guys cocks
different, Calvin?"
"Yeah, I guess so, like some woman have bigger openings
between their pussy lips, but yours is small, and not
only that, you have the nicest mons pubis of any female
I have known."
"What's a mons pubis... is that my hole you just shoved
your thing inside?"
"No, Kelly Jean, give me your fingers... feel that
fatty hill like part over your pussy, that is your mons
pubis, and yours is so soft and thick... did you like
my touching it and everything?"
"Oh yeah, and right here you touched me with your
tongue and then your... your cock - that is what your
thing is called, right," and Kelly Jean was moving my
finger on her clit.
There was one thing for certain, this was the calmest
girl I had ever been with after getting her cherry...
she wasn't crying or showing any signs that the other
virgins had after loosing their one time only piece of
thin skin. "Kelly Jean, did you like me fucking you?
You got your goodies on your first fuck, man you made
me feel good."
"Calvin, I could feel your thing when it went in me,
and it seemed to tear something in my pussy. Was that
my hymen... that is what it's called that makes a girl
a virgin... right. Calvin is that what guys call a
girl's cherry... you split mine and so you got my
cherry. Wow, no other guy can ever do that to me, can
they, not ever, right?"
I understood she meant the guy wanting her to have sex
with him this week and who had been fingering her
pussy. "Kelly Jean, is the guy you don't want to mess
with you, named Richard?"
"How... Calvin, how did you know it is Reverend
Sanderson," the pretty girl asked and I could see
concern on her face.
"Has he threatened you, be honest with me and tell me
the truth and I will make sure he never bothers you
again?"
For the next several minutes I listened as Kelly Jean
said the same man who had done her sister Patty was
trying to have sex with her. The honest words from
Kelly Jean's mouth were nearly identical to those Patty
had told me about being seduced by the church's
superintendent.
"Calvin, he wants to do me on the church alter and told
me I would be blessed like the Virgin Mary if he
initiated me into the church's special virgin's
sisterhood."
After speaking about how I would have a friend of mine,
who is a police detective, make certain Richard didn't
harm her if she wanted me to help her. I explained how
I had met the policeman during the trouble I had with
Yasmin. "Kelly Jean, we will come to the church to see
the wooden cross I made for the entrance way to the
sanctuary. I've become good friends with Detective
Workman, and he has seen me working on the cross in the
basement of our home when he stopped by and spoke with
me about testifying in Yasmin's trial."
"What I will do is come in the back door of the church.
I have the key so I can enter the building to clean the
pews and dust the alter because mom volunteered me for
the job," I informed Kelly Jean. We discussed how she'd
be nude and allow the superintendent to undress and get
between her legs when she was stretched out on the
church alter with her legs apart and he would have his
cock in her pussy.
We made the plans and I told her not to speak to the
police, but only tell them how he had shoved his
fingers in her and it hurt and made her bleed. That
will explain why you're not a virgin and your hymen is
gone.
For another half hour we spoke of just things kids
speak about. I don't recall how Kelly Jean ended
sitting on my lap, but she did and we were kissing and
finally had sex once more. I loved feeling her slender
legs around my body. Then I thought; "Now I just fucked
the final one of the woman in the Wilson family."
On Friday afternoon after school, I walked through the
back door of the church with Detective Sergeant
Workman. We entered the main part of the church by the
door leading to the alter area. There was Kelly Jean
and the superintendent, both nude. The minister had
just placed his cock head at the entrance of her young
pussy. Just as we planned, Kelly Jean, when she saw the
door opening commenced sobbing out, "No, we shouldn't
do this, not on the church alter Reverenced Sanderson."
Reverend Sanderson told her, "Allow me to get your
virginity and you will be blessed like the Virgin Mary
and join the church's sisterhood of virgins and be..."
When Detective Workman saw and heard Reverend Sanderson
with Kelly Jean, he immediately knocked the minister to
the floor of the church. Detective Workman had the
preacher in handcuffs before the man of the ministry
was aware of what was occurring.
Only then did the superintendent realize what was going
on and why he was knocked off the body of the young
girl as he was telling Kelly Jean to allow him put it
to her. I grabbed Kelly Jean's jacket and handed it to
her and told her to cover herself. As planned, I asked
her, "Kelly Jean, what has he done to you? I'd better
call your mother."
"Do you know this girl," Detective Workman asked me?
"Yeah, she lives next door to us... heck she is only
ten or eleven, and is it okay if I call her mom?"
"Yes, and call the department first and tell them I
need several officers here immediately. Be certain to
tell them I requested Deputy Chief Gainer come, as he
is needed."
For the next couple of hours I was tied up with the
police, and after that we went home. In a few minutes
mom came to my room and said Nora wanted me to come to
her house. Mom and I walked to Nora's and for the next
couple of hours we discussed about my helping out her
daughter.
When we got home, mom said I was a hero and she moved
and kissed me lightly on my face. "Mom, you keep that
up and something might happen... it has been a long
time."
"Sorry honey, but your sisters and brother are here so
you will need to help your self," mom said and laughed
in her implying I should wrack-off.
Just then the phone rang and Nora was calling and told
my mother that she was taking her girls out for dinner
and wanted me to go with them as a special treat. Mom
listened to here friend and I could tell something was
bothering her. Then she informed me, "Nora just got off
the phone with her husband and he didn't seem to care
about what happened to Kelly Jean.
Over the meal at the Dawg House, it seemed and felt
funny looking at the mother and her daughters, knowing
I had done them all. For some reason I got tears in my
eyes and understood it was because of my thinking about
Sheila.
Nora looked at me and asked, "What is wrong Calvin, why
are you crying?"
"Oh, I was thinking about seeing all of you here and
Sheila isn't here with us while we eat. Sometimes I
just get tears in my eyes, as she was special," I said.
"Girls, I know all about you and our honored guest here
tonight and you must be careful and I agree with
Calvin, I too get tears in my eyes when I think about
Shelia. Yet I love each of you in the same way, and
tonight we owe Calvin a lot for being where he could
protect our youngest member of the female household."
Then Nora made a statement that left us all stunned.
"Right now the only thing that is certain and I can
speak about, is your father just told me on the phone
he wants a divorce. That is all I can tell you, and I
have no idea why he feels as he does. As usual your
father never states what his problems are."
#
A week later I was walking along the hallway at school
and bumped into Diane Jones. As I turned the corner and
Diane and I were both near the wall as we walked, and
we collided. Diane was a sophomore and was cute and a
member of the baton team and also a reserve
cheerleader.
When we hit against each other, I knocked Diane's books
from her hands. I apologized and kneeling as I helped
pick up her books. I handed her a book and noted she
had kneeled down, also. There was no doubt on my part
that Diane was unaware I could see up her skirt and
enjoy a view of her green panty covered crotch.
After picking up her books, I got up and as I did,
offered Diane my hand. "Sorry again I bumped into you,
but I've tried everything to get your attention, guess
I got it now," I said in a joking manner.
"Cal, the same here, but us lower classmen don't get
noticed much. Thought it's nice to know you noticed
me... I'm not popular as some of the girls. I've had
boys tell me I like to read books to much."
"Heck, I noticed you at every basketball game and love
watching you lead the band." Looking at her eyes, I
mouthed, "Especially your fantastic legs... they are
perfect." Even though I didn't speak out loud, Diane
could make out the words I formed with my lips.
With a devilish look on her innocent face, she mouthed
back, "Is that all you've noticed about me... heck, I
finally get boobs and..." Diane had evidently not meant
to mouth out what she did, and her face turned red.
"I've noticed that very much, in fact I've noticed you
since you started high school. I was always afraid to
walk to your house across our back yards. Believe it or
not, I used to look through my binoculars at you when
you practice cheers and twirled your baton."
"You're a pervert - you spied on me? Guess you didn't
see anything that interested you."
Diane was enjoying the conversation that was overly
personal I could tell. So I decided to mention the time
a month ago when she was twirling her baton and tumbled
and fell. "Do you remember a few weeks ago that you
fell down when you did a pivot to catch your baton that
you tossed high in the air? Anyway, when you fell you
ended up on your back and your skirt was up over your
waist and I whistled when I saw your pretty red
panties"
"Calvin, you're terrible... I thought I heard someone
whistle but I was so busy trying to get my skirt down
and all... gosh, you sure got an eye full." I've got to
run for class, maybe we can talk later."
"Sure, I have my car here and I'll drive you home from
school if you wish?"
"Okay, met you at the front door after last bell. And
Cal, it was nice of you to help pick up my books."
Thinking to myself, "Nice hell, seeing those legs up
close made my day for me... damn; I wonder if she
messes around?" There were a couple of rumors floating
around school that Dean Hardesty said they dry humped
and Terry Winters claimed he cropped a feel of her
boobs. Yet, those two were always telling they scored,
but I wondered if Diane had done more than just a
little touching?
When school ended for the day, I met Diane at the front
of the school. While we spoke for a brief moment,
Harriett walked by and made a sarcastic remark, "So
after the young girls now, are we Calvin?"
"Yeah, after being with you old ones, I need something
young and fresh... and virginal," I replied to
Harriett's prissy remark. Since the last time we got it
on together during our junior year, she would make
stupid comments when speaking to me.
"Your prick... watch out Diane, he likes to...,"
Harriett replied in a smart ass way.
Thinking I would be just as much a smart ass, I told
Harriett, "You didn't mind it on the back seat of my
car, so why are you such a pisser now? Come on Diane,
some girls just like to bad mouth."
After pulling from the school parking lot, I was trying
to get some music on the radio and Diane asked me point
blank, "You did it to Harriett... your s c r e w e d
Harriett? Oh man what a trip. Cal, she is always so
prim and proper, but I've never heard about you and
she... doesn't Harriett have a boyfriend?"
"Forget I said anything, it isn't my style to gossip...
where would you like to go? Tell me where and your
chauffer will drive you to wherever your heart
desires."
"My dad drives down to the river and fishes, and the
place is part of our property. Would you like to go
there," Diane asked?
Telling me where to drive, we reached the river in
about ten minutes. Pulling up to where her father had
evidently poured some gravel so he didn't get stuck
when the area was wet. I backed around to get under the
branches of the old sycamore trees. "Want to get out of
the car and walk around, Diane?"
"Sure, Calvin what really happened between you and
Yasmin, did she charge you for sex? The other guys said
she did, and her trial is next month - I wonder if she
will return to school and graduate?"
"Diane, I have no idea about what Yasmin did or didn't
do and I hope she returns to school. She's having a
baby next September, so it is hard to say. All I know
is she tried to get me involved and her grandma caught
her having sex. How would you feel if your grandma
caught you having sex with your legs in the air...
damn, I would like to have seen those legs of Yasmin's
up in the air," I laughingly finished my comments.
"Your bad, Calvin did you have sex with her, and what
about the other girls you're suppose to have done, and
I've heard about?"
"Please, that isn't fair Diane, neither you or any
other person has ever heard me say I did something with
a girl. You will never hear such a thing from my lips.
Some things belong only to the people involved. If
another girl told you I did her, ask her if my cock is
red, green or purple or all three colors? That way you
will know I did her by the color of my dick."
Listening and watching me as I made the comment about
dick's color, Diane bust up laughing. Diane told me I
shouldn't speak like that as it was terrible. "Secondly
I want to see what color it is," she said and cracked
up at her own joke.
Just to see what Diane would do, I reached down and
caught my zipper in my fingers. Slowly I eased the
zipper down and wondered how far I could go with the
joke before she told me to stop. When the zipper was as
far down as it would go, I reached inside and pretended
to pull my cock through the opening in my jockey
shorts.
Diane said nothing and I decided to go for broke and
pulled my half hard cock from my shorts. There before
her eyes was my cock, and I saw her mouth open in
surprise and as I was holding it, I got completely
erect. Diane never said a word nor took her eyes from
my dick.
Going for broke, I spoke softly and waited for her
response, I asked, "So Diane, what color is it my tool?
Do you want to touch it for yourself... you may, and I
won't protest, but promise you'll never tell anyone? If
someone asks me if you held my bone in your hand, I
would say it was news to me."
"You...gee Calvin, you took it out of your pants... may
I... oh by the way, and it is a cute pink."
Diane reached out and took my hard-on in her soft hand?
For a few minutes Diane moved her hand all around my
cock, and I could tell she'd never held one in her hand
before. Suddenly she asked, "Calvin... may I see
your... is it okay to see the rest of your privates...
may I look at your bag?"
Inwardly I knew that if things were this easy, I would
be enjoying the pleasure of dumping my nuts in another
nice pussy. "Yes, you can look at me but we should get
in the car... your hand feels like soft cotton around
my cock. Have you ever held a cock before?"
"You shouldn't asks such thing, maybe... but not a
hard-one... Calvin, I'm scarred."
I walked to the car and opened the back door and
allowed Diane to enter first. She sat in the center of
the seat and I got in with her. Uncertain how to
proceed, I decided a little romance might be best, so I
reached out and pulled her to me.
I started kissing Diane's soft lips and felt her
returning my kisses. When I moved her hand back on my
cock, I could feel her body shudder from the contact.
For a few moments I kissed her lips as she was holding
my cock. I reached and cupped her right breast.
Diane made a moaning sound and I knew she was feeling
the first sexual contact in her life, regardless of the
rumors I had heard. Her hand tightened on my cock, and
I released her breast and moved my hand to her leg.
Slowly I was feeling her thighs and made no move to
reach her panties as I wanted to see what she was going
to do when I pulled my Levis down and exposed my balls
to her.
After a couple more minutes of light petting, I moved
away from Diane and unfastened my belt and then the
button on my Levis. I used my hands to pull down my
pants and jockey shorts below my knees.
"Cal, what are you doing... oh pull your pants up!"
"You wanted to see my bag, so now you can look and you
can feel me all over. I enjoyed your hand on me... it
was nice, and Diane you made me feel good." Diane
didn't reach out and take my cock in her hand, so I
took her left hand and placed it back on my cock.
"Touch my bag... oh yeah, Diane hold me in both of your
hands."
For at least five minutes I was feeling Diane touching
or squeezing my cock and balls. While she was thusly
occupied, I was kissing her and feeling her thighs. All
the time I was caressing her legs, I didn't touch her
crotch. Although I wanted to feel inside her panties I
refrained from the initial act of getting in her pants.
Then I felt and saw Diane start to squirm around on the
car seat and her thighs opened wide.
"Oh Calvin, should I stop... I... like touching you.
What does it feel like... aughhh; you can touch higher
on my leg... I've never wanted that before."
There was no doubt that I was now being asked to touch
her pussy, as she admitted that she wanted me to touch
higher on her leg. I loved hearing her once again say,
"I've never wanted this before." I had to assume she
meant to have a boy touch inside her panties and feel
her pussy for the first time.
Slowly I worked my hand up higher on her thigh, but
didn't make any sudden moves. When my fingers touched
the center of her panties, I couldn't believe how hard
Diane gripped my cock and balls. I moved my fingers
lightly on the crotch of her panties and then I eased
my fingers up under the leg band of her undies.
"Um Calvin, don't hurt me... I like you," and as she
uttered those few words, Diane somehow found out about
stroking my cock. It was clumsy and not a great hand-
job.
When my fingers started to play in her pussy hair on
her mons and on the lips of her pussy, Diane right hand
once more captured my bag. While she was running her
left hand up and down my cock, Diane's erudite
knowledge on jacking a dick made me wonder if she had
previously yanked some guy's cock.
I eased my finger to the wet hole of her sex and found
it full of her juices. For a few minutes I teased the
outer edges of her vagina and whispered, "Diane, maybe
we should undress and that way we can see and touch
each other all over. I won't go all the way, but your
skin is so soft and I want to look at view you all
over. You've already seen me, so it is my turn. Please,
undress for both of us."
"Calvin, I've never went this far before... what if
something happens and you go all the way... I'm not
ready for that... do you promise," Diane asked in a
soft and very slow sounding voice?
"Yes... trust me, please... I don't want to get you
upset... please let me look at you, that is all you
need to do. Tell me the truth, have you been with a boy
who was nude before or have you undressed for a guy?"
"Oh noooo, Calvin, I've never undressed for a boy. Dean
took his thing out, but I jumped out of his car. Dean
had been grabbing my boobs all night when we were on a
date. Another boy lay on me, but we were dressed. I did
touch a boy's thing when I was 12, but only for a
little while. Dean, you must promise you will never
tell anyone if I undress for you, will you promise?"
"I never tell, so if someone finds out, it will have to
be from you, I promise I will never tell."
Watching Diane undress was a pleasure and when she was
down to her bra and panties, I thought her breasts are
34-B and must be hard as rocks. "Diane, may I unfasten
your bra," I asked. A smile came on her face and she
turned her back to me as I unsnapped her bra. I worked
the straps down over her shoulders and used my hands to
turn Diane back toward me.
When I pulled her bra away from her boobs I saw they
were perfect cone shaped. Diane's nipples were a soft
brown color. I reached and took each of her breasts in
one of my hands and softly gripped them in my hands.
For a while I enjoyed her tits, but then I wanted to
see what was under her green panties. I reached down
and caught her panties in my fingers and worked them
down over her hips and then off her legs. Before me was
a set of legs that had had suddenly closed and I could
look upon a small patch of maiden hair at the spot
where her legs met her torso.
Once Diane was nude I removed the rest of my clothes
and reached out and took Diane in my arms and started
kissing her. For a few minutes I refrained from
touching her, and decided to let her know that there
was more to making out than feeling her up. I decide to
see what she would do, as I knew she was willing, but
wanted her to make the next move. In the past I'd found
girls get to the point when they will let you know they
want more.
"Calvin you may touch me if you want," Diane said as
she moved both of her hands down to get a hold of my
cock and bag of balls. Her hands became more active,
and suddenly she released my cock and caught my left
hand in hers and guided it to her legs. As I felt my
hand being placed on her thigh, I felt Diane open her
legs and move my hand to her pussy.
"Diane, you're very pretty... your skin is so soft, and
I love your hands on me... is it okay for me to touch
your pussy?"
"Calvin... oh yes, touch me anyway you want," Diane
whispered. I moved my fingers to the entrance of her
pussy and sought out her prepuce and thought how it
seemed exceptionally small. I located her round little
ball that was her clitoris and played my finger over it
for a moment
I sensed Diane was ready for stronger contact and moved
my finger downward and drew it up and down her narrow
crack. There was hardly any hair on her labia and I
knew she hadn't trimmed it off, as the amount on her
mons was extremely thin.
Easing my finger into the center of her pussy lips, I
found the small entrance that led up into her body. My
finger tip and then my finger felt how Diane's sex
seemed smaller than most girls I had done. In fact her
female gap felt smaller than the 12 year old pusses I
had staked out on more than one occasion.
Diane's pussy was flooding with her juices as I eased
my finger deeper inside the entrance of her sexual
hole. I decided to lick her out and drink her come.
"Let me put this blanket on the seat - can you rise up
for a second," I asked Diane? There was no doubt Diane
didn't want to release my cock and bag and she gripped
it hard enough it hurt somewhat Once I had the blanket
on the seat I used my hands to guide her down onto her
back. I saw a look of concern on her face, as I kneeled
on the car floor and told her, "I not going all the
way. Let me make you feel good and look at you body up
close."
Once she was lying on the blanket, I moved Diane's
right leg down so it was hanging over the car seat.
Slowly I pulled her hips to the edge of the car seat a
little further, and started kissing her legs. Slowly I
kissed her right leg from her knee up to just below her
pussy. Moving my lips back to her left knee, which she
had bent and was resting against the seat back, I could
only kiss the inside of her knee and leg.
My lips kissed up the smooth skin of her inner thigh
and I was looking at the glistening hole of her pussy.
I could see the small amount of hair that grew at the
top of her pussy lips was damp. My thoughts were she
must be one of the women who get only a little hair on
their pussies.
Easing my lips onto her maiden hair over her mons, I
kissed my way to the core of her sex and allowed my
tongue to moved out and lick her wetness. For some
reason, Diane's pussy had a different taste than any I
had eaten out previously. There was an actual sweetness
to the liquid I tasted with my tongue and I moved my
tongue as deep as possible into her small hole.
For several minutes I licked the small pussy and worked
my tongue on her clit until I felt her body responding.
When I heard Diane whisper for the first time since I'd
commenced eating her out, "Calvin that feels warm and
loving. "
Within moments I felt Diane's hips moving up and down
from the action my tongue was having on her tight
pussy. Diane's hands grabbed my head and she made soft
sounds of pleasure and unexpectedly I believe even to
her, she whined out, "Oh my darling Calvin, I feel
like... aughhhh, what is happening, ummmm..." and I
knew Diane had just climaxed.
I licked Diane's pussy until she was finished climaxing
and then moved up over her body. My cock found its way
to her pussy and I eased it into her pussy.
"Ugh... nooooo, ugh, Calvin no, not today, ugh," Diane
moaned out as I was making small in and out moves of my
cock in her pussy.
"Okay, I won't but can I work it off in the edge?"
"Calvin, show me how to jack... jack you off... please
don't do me."
Even though Diane was saying not to go all the way with
her, she was making no moves to stop me, other than her
virgin thoughts of wanting to keep her hymen intact. I
got up from lying over her and moved so I would shot my
come on her pussy when she jacked me off.
""Here Diane, give me your hand and just move your hand
up and down on my cock." For a few minutes it was not
working for Diane in her attempt to jack me off. Moving
my hand on hers, I showed Diane how to jack off a cock.
Less than two minutes later I was ready to shoot off
and positioned my cock so it was pointed directly at
her virgin pussy.
Then my come boiled from my balls and splatter from my
cock against her virgin cunt, "Aughhhh, oh yeah Diane,
I getting my nuts offff!"
I shot off four loads of come onto Diane's maiden hair.
That I was coating my come between her pussy lips when
going off was a great feeling, but it also made me want
to fuck her. To my surprise, while she was still
holding my cock, Diane moved her other hand down and
commenced playing her fingers in my come.
Watching Diane pushing my thick cream inside her pussy
kept me hard. Seeing a girl rub my come into her twat
was a first for me, and I loved feeling her hand
stroking me, while observe her playing with my come.
No more than four or five minutes had passed since I
had shot my come all over the thinly-haired cunt of the
15 year old girl and I was once more ready to blow my
nuts. "Man, your going to make me get off again... lay
back and let me show you something, I promise not to do
you all the way."
Although I had to use my hands to get Diane flat on the
seat and I could get on top of her, I finally had my
cock at the entrance of her pussy. "Diane, I'm just
going to go part way... I will only work it in the
entrance. While I'm moving it back and forth in the
edge of your pussy, move your fingers down and rub your
clit while I make myself come. You'll find that's
better than when you were pushing my come in your
pretty pussy."
What Diane must have been thinking I have no idea and
refused to allow me to do her at first? Finally I told
her once again, "I promise to not go all the way.
Please Diane, believe me and I will do anything you
want after you feel how wonderful it will be for both
of us."
Using my hand, I placed the head of my cock in the edge
of her pussy and made short stabs of my dick until I
felt the head go in her virgin cunt. "That's as far as
I will go in you... I promise Diane - just enjoy it for
both of us, and move your fingers down and touch your
clit."
If she was afraid of masturbating while being with me,
or it was such a personal thing with her I didn't know.
I moved my hand between us and caught Diane's hand in
mine and placed it so she was touching her pussy.
"Darling, place your fingers on my cock and touch your
clit at the same time... it will be terrific for both
of us - oh Diane - your fingers feel good against my
cock."
For another few moments Diane didn't touch her clit as
I wanted, and in a soft whisper as I was kissing her
lips, asked, "Please love, rub you pussy like you do
when your alone... share you love with me... oh yes,
augh Diane... your fingers feels so wonderful. My
darling, I feel you touching both of us, make me come
with you... this is the most beautiful thing I have
ever felt... oh yes, Diane you're making me want to
come... aughhhh!"
Thick cream shot from my cock and I could feel the
difference in my come as I emptied my balls inside
Diane's cunt. Diane hissed out through clenched teeth,
"Ugh, oh yeah... ugh... oh my Calvin, I'm getting
off... I'm yours; take me if you want... ohhhhh!"
The desire to fuck her was there, but my cock for once
failed me and almost immediately after going off for
the second time, I wilted to a mere nubbin. Instead of
trying to fuck her anyway, I decided to move from her
body and as I kneeled on the floor next to her I
commenced kissing and sucking her nipples.
Diane looked at me and whispered, "You didn't go all
the way, even though I told you it was okay if you
did... you kept your promise, oh Calvin, thank you...
does this mean we're going steady?"
After a short time we both sat up on the seat and Diane
asked me, "Is it wrong if I look at your stuff," and as
she asked reached down and got some of my come on her
finger tips. "Calvin - may I taste it... you won't tell
anyone if I do will you?"
"No, what we share is just between us - your tasting me
like that is no difference than when I licked and drank
your juices when I went down on you. Your female juices
are so different than any I've ever tasted from any
other girl. You taste delicious."
I watched as Diane licked her fingers and reached
between her legs three times to capture more of my come
to taste. Then I decided to see if she would suck me.
"Darling, if you put your mouth on my cock, you can
lick my cream from it, and if you move your mouth up
and down on me, you will be sucking me... I would like
that from you love."
Oral sex was evidently something Diane had thought
about and hesitated only briefly before leaning over
and start licking and sucking my cock. Feeling my cock
between her gripping lips and in her mouth was perfect.
While Diane was sliding it into her sucking mouth, I
became practically erect.
"Move your mouth up and down on me, and suck me at the
same time... oh yeah... jack my cock while your doing
that... jezz you make it feel good, yeah darling, oh
yeah, suck my cock... and with very little action on
Diane's part, I shot a load of come, and then three
more shots before I was aware I was able to come
without being fully erect.
What was passing through Diane's mind I have no idea,
and she wouldn't speak about it, but she eventually
swallowed all of my come. Diane sat up and looked at me
with a quizzical look on her face. I watched Diane's
face as her tongue moved from her mouth. Looking as she
licked off what must have been some of my come still
coating her lips.
Not knowing what to say, I noticed she got a few tears
in her eyes. Understanding I must say something to her,
I kissed her lips lightly and taste my own come, as I
French kissed her for the first time. I thought to
myself, "She knows I taste my own male fluids."
"You surprised me in a truly wonderful way... Diane you
made love to me with your lips, tongue and mouth...
darling thank you for drinking my male juices... oh
Diane - you're truly lovely."
"Did you really like what I did? Calvin, are girls are
suppose to swallow it when a boy gets off... is that
correct?"
"Some can and some can't, but with you I felt you loved
me... no one else has felt you do that... have they...
be honest?"
"Until today I'd not done much of anything... I did
what you guys call dry-fu... dry-fuck and I was fully
dressed... Calvin, no one has ever seen me undressed -
I love being naked with you... am I a bad girl...
Calvin, I love you."
There seemed to be a pattern of my getting with girls,
as they all say they love me. Mom and I were speaking
about the matter only a few days before and mom said,
"You have some aroma that your body creates and it
attracts women to you - even me."
Looking at the pretty girl I knew she wanted this to be
a permanent relationship and had asked me an hour
before, "Does this mean we're going steady?" Removing
my class ring, I slipped it on Diane's finger and she
got tears in her eyes and hugged me and here lips were
kissing me.
"We're going steady - you want to be with me only... oh
Calvin, if I didn't have to get home..." Then Diane
said, "Mom will likely be there before I get there... I
hope she isn't mad. Calvin we need to get dressed and
if you want me on our next date... I will be yours."
#
When I got home after dropping off Diane, I found a
note from mom telling me she and the girls had gone to
the grocery store and I was to see Nora.
I went next door and when I walked in through the back
door, I saw Nora sitting at the table having a cup of
tea. "Hi Nora, mom left me a note saying you wanted to
see me."
"Hi yourself, would you like a cup of tea, it's really
a good blend?"
"Yes, that would be nice - what can I do for you," I
asked Nora as she poured my tea?"
Nora sat down on a chair next to me and smiled as she
placed her hand on mine. "Calvin, I don't know if I
should fuck you or kick your ass - or both. Don't deny
anything, but tell me how does it feel to be 17 years
old and having sex with a mother and her four
daughters? Damn it Calvin, you did Kelly Jean and she
is only 11 years old. You're a stud - there can be no
doubt about that."
"But Nora, I..."
"But Nora, nothing, you fucked me and my four
daughters. Five women in one household... it isn't a
question of why did. Calvin how does it feel to have as
many women you can have? Tell me my sweet Calvin, how
many women or girls have you been with... you must be
honest, but you needn't tell me their names?"
"To be perfectly honest, I've never counted them... but
I enjoy sex and even today I could have enjoyed sex
with a girl who was a virgin... mom said I have some
aroma that makes women like me, that I'm like the
flowers that bees swarm to me."
"I must agree with what mother says is right... hell
Calvin, you've done your mother, and I'll bet even your
sisters... I'll be dammed."
"You mustn't say such things about my mom and sisters,
Nora..."
Nora moved her hands up and cupped my face and as she
smiled, kissed me lightly on my lips. Then Nora told
me, Calvin you must use condoms with the girls,
although Kelly Jean is safe enough for now that you
don't need to. You are quite the lover... and you make
me feel good."
"Calvin, if it every got out that I condoned your
having sex with my daughters, I'd be so far back in a
prison, I would never see the light of day. The same
holds true for your mother... she and I have discussed
this between us and both of us think we are nuts.
Calvin, we discussed this with our daughters today
after school. The girls, each and everyone, told us all
and we understand what occurred sexually between you
and them. Calvin I want you now, does that make sense
to you?"
"Yes, I want you, also. Nora when I have sex with Gale
or Linda, and even Kelly Jean, it feels like I'm with
you. There is no real difference in how either of you
move or the utterances you say when I have sex with any
of you. Your pussy is soft and holds me so nice and..."
"Calvin we must hurry, your mother and the girls will
be home within an hour... gawd your face smells like a
fresh young pussy, and you have been eating pussy?"
"That is a dumb thing to say; of course I haven't
been..."
"You're lying, but hurry and let's go to my room..."
Once we were in Nora's room, I watched as she pulled
her skirt up and I unfastened my pants. In less than
half a minute my dick was stroking her gripping pussy.
Nora's hips were bouncing to meet my driving cock as I
shoved back and forth in her heated channel. What must
have been in her mind I didn't know? Nora's comments
seemed to ramble from what we were doing to some
fantasy.
"Ohhhhh, yes... make me come Calvin, I'm there... now!
Deeper and harder... you're young but you cock is
older... I want to take you while my girls are with
me... gawd Calvin - oh yes, I want you to fuck us all
at once... aughhhh, yes Calvin, yes...!"
I shot my come off as Nora cried out she wanted me to
fuck she and her daughters at the same time. My gawd
that could be a trip! What it did to my fantasy was
enough to make me get my nuts off immediately. No more
than three minutes had passed from the time we had
entered Nora's bedroom than I was shooting my balls
off.
#
That night I was in bed and Linda came into my room.
Looking at my alarm clock, I could see it was nearly
one-thirty in the morning.
"Calvin, don't say anything," My sister whispered as
she got in bed with me, "But I haven't been with you
for over two weeks - I'm having my period so I'm safe
and we won't need to use a rubber. Will it bother you
if I'm a little red...I hope not."
"No, it will be like getting your cherry all over
again, and you had a nice one... yours was the tightest
I've ever had."
Snuggling next to me, Linda asked, "How many cherries
have you had... you've done Connie and mom, also?
Please Calvin, tell me the truth... gawd you should
have heard mom when she heard you had gotten with me
and my sisters. I not only got the fourth degree, but
the fifth through the one-trillion degree."
"Your breasts seem larger sis, oh hell you pussy is
wet... is that from your blood?"
"Ugh - easy Calvin, gawd you're big... oh it seems so
different when I having my period... Ughhhhh, not so
hard and deep - be gentle tonight, oh Calvin I want to
make you happy... maybe when they all go to the store
on Saturday you can do my butt and pee in me... oh you
pushing me wide open."
After we went off, we lay sniggling and went to sleep
in each other's arms. I awoke to mom touching the side
of my face, and when I was fully awake, noted she was
holding her finger to her mouth to indicate I should
not wake my sister or say anything. Linda and I had
gone to sleep on top of the sheets and we were both
uncovered. Mom was looking at the blood on both of us
and understood what had occurred.
I got out of bed and followed mom into the bathroom and
she told me to be quite, and to lock the bathroom door.
Mom opened her bathrobe and allowed it to fall to the
floor. I watched my mother take a wet wash cloth and
wash off my cock. Neither I nor my mother said
anything, and as I looked at her, mom bent over the
sink and rests her head on her arms.
I was hard from just seeing my mother nude and her
handling my cock as she washed her daughter's blood
from my erection. I eased behind mom, and the view of
her hips was pure pleasure. Mom had no dimpling on her
hips or upper thighs. In fact, for a woman of 37, mom
looked in all aspects of a woman no more than 30.
I pressed my cock to the slit of her sex and used my
hand to rub it up and down her grove. Finally I felt
her wet enough that I could press my cock between her
labia and in a few strokes had buried my bone deep
inside her gripping pussy.
With a low moan, I heard mom utter, "Ughhhhh, oh
Calvin, ugh, gawd you're big... your fill me up... oh
my son..." and I knew mom had just gotten off. Feeling
mom press her hips back to me, I continued to make slow
and deep penetrating strokes of my dick into her
welcoming female gash.
Reaching under my mother, I found her clit and begin
playing with it as I pulled back out of her gripping
sex, only to once more shove as deep up into as I
could. My finger brought the correct results I desired,
as did she and felt her hips press against me hard.
Mom whispered, "Fill my pussy with your come... Calvin,
your cock is wonderful... augh yes!"
My come shot out of my cock to mix with the fluids mom
was letting down and I pushed as deep into her body as
I could. The feeling of her round hips was causing me
to want more, but after I shot off, I pulled from her
pussy. For the first time during our having sex, mom
turned around and kneeled down and commenced sucking my
cock. Perhaps ten minutes passed and mom was drinking
my come, and once I was done getting off, mom licked my
cock from one end to the other.
Walking from the bathroom to mom's bedroom, I said to
mom, "Mom," I whispered, "You know about Connie and I,
and also Linda, so does it bother you?"
Suddenly mom was looking in my eyes and told me, "I
assumed about Linda and accused her of such, as I did
you - but Connie, no... but finding out you were your
doing your twin... oh hell son, we are so fucked up as
a family," and mom started to cry. Then I listened as
mom told me all she recalled about the conversation
between Nora and her daughters and she and my sisters.
"Nooooo, mom, what we have is wonderful and we aren't
hurting each other... I love you as my mother, and I
love you as a person I can share sex with... but we
aren't a fucked up family. Mom, if you want a fucked up
family, consider the Sanderson's - they are truly
fucked up, and in a big way."
For another ten minutes we enjoyed holding each other
and mom had me hard-once more. This time she got on top
of me and for the second time in my life, I was being
fucked with the woman on top. I didn't enjoy it any
more with mom than I had with Nora, but mom seemed to
really enjoy getting me off in this manner.
After we were done, and I put on my bathrobe and we
went down stairs and sat at the kitchen table and
enjoyed a cup of coffee. Mom looked at me and asked
what Nora had said? I told her what had been said and
that Nora wanted to know if I was doing her girls and
her.
"What did you tell Nora, Calvin, about you, me and the
girls?"
"Nora told me she had just spoken with you about my
having done her, Shelia before she died; Gale and Kelly
Jean, and then she asked me about you. I neither said
yes nor denied shaving sex between you and me. Then
Nora looked at me and said, I must enjoy doing my
siblings and you, but I never answered her."
"She knows it is happening betweens us and I hope it
isn't a problem, Calvin, you must never speak of this
with anyone else."
"Mom, I need you to explain what to do about
something..."
"What do you want to know?"
"Nora wants me to have sex with her and her daughters
at the same time, or at least for all of us to be in
the same bed at the same time having sex. Tell me mom,
should I or not?"
"Calvin, it is so wrong, but I would enjoy seeing you
with me and your sisters at the same time. Maybe we
should consider both families going on a camping trip
and all of us having sex together. Of course we would
need to leave your brother at home with grandma and
grandpa - would you like that - seven women to do with
as you please? You know something, I like that idea.
Perhaps we can go over the July fourth weekend, and I
know someone with an old farm house in the Pennsylvania
Mountains, and I will check with them."
Connie walked into the kitchen and looking at mom and
then me, said in an accusative manner, "Why is my
sister sleeping in my brother's bed, and she's
evidently having her period... brother you didn't do
her like that, did you?"
"Little girl, don't accuse your brother of such a
thing. Connie, you I could imagine in bed with your
brother, but never Linda," mom said and cut off
Connie's comment.
#
The following Friday night was a date night, but Diane
was not permitted to date except on Saturday nights, so
I sat with her on her parent's front porch. We kissed
every so often and I would feel her breasts and her
legs, but didn't attempt to feel inside her panties. We
made arrangements for a date the following night.
I suggested we go to the drive-in movie. Diane informed
me her parents forbid her to go to a drive-in movie as
they believed they were only to make out in... and her
parents weren't alone in that belief. What young kids
wondered about that restriction didn't make sense, as
they never told their daughters or sons, not to park on
some country road?
Around ten-thirty, her mother came out and said it was
time for Diane to come inside. For a few minutes I
spoke with her mother and finally I got up and left.
When I got home, mom was waiting on me and told me that
Yasmin was supposedly going to plead guilty to only one
charge of prostitution on Monday. The sheriff had
called on behalf of the prosecutor and asked mom to
inform me that it wouldn't be necessary for me to
appear in court Monday.
Then mom told me the authorities discovered Jeff Neely
was 18 years old, and had been indicted on rape
charges. As Yasmin was only 17 and underage, having sex
with a boy of 18, allowed Jeff to be charged with
statutory rape. The sheriff had stated to my mom that
Jeff could get as much as 50 years in jail for all the
times he had sex with Yasmin.
The next morning, mom, my sisters and I went for
breakfast at Martha's Diner and the whole place was
discussing the situation about Yasmin. Bill Spencer and
Dave Blair came over and pulled up chairs at our table.
They asked if they could eat with us, and I noticed
that both Connie and Linda moved so the guys were
seated next to them.
"So Cal, what do you think about 'Your Queen' pleading
guilty on the prostitution charge," Dave asked?
"Yeah, old buddy," Bill asked and grinned at me in the
process, "How much did she charge you?"
"The same as you, only I got mine on credit, so I'm not
out anything."
"Boys, don't be cruel, she is a nice girl and got
caught up in this so, be nice, okay," my mother asked?
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful to you," Bill
replied.
""How about Jeff, like he will be spending the rest of
his life in prison for having sex with Yasmin. Yet
other guys supposedly did her and they don't get in
trouble... that isn't fair Connie stated.
"Your right, why should Jeff be the only one to get in
trouble for having sex with her," Dave asked?
"They weren't 18, and they face charges in juvenile
court, so they will face some sort of punishment," my
mother stated.
"What say we have a nice visit and forget about Yasmin
and her problems, as it isn't good conversation over
breakfast, guys," mom commented. Then mom added, "Drop
the subject and I will treat for breakfast."
I spent the afternoon shinning my car and by three
o'clock the wax job made the black paint sparkle in the
sunlight. Walking into the house, the phone rang and
answering it, Diane asked, "Is this Calvin," and the
sound of crying could be heard in her voice.
"Yeah, it's me, why are you crying Diane?"
"Something terrible has happened; I can't see you
tonight or ever again. Calvin, my father has forbidden
me to date you because he found out you dated Yasmin,
and believes you only want sex from me. When I tried to
tell him he was wrong, he slapped my face. Now I have a
black eye and my lip is busted. Monday I will need to
see the dentist as my front tooth is loose."
"Diane, let me speak with your father... no, sneak out
of the house and meet me at the park near where you
live."
"No Calvin, I can't meet you at the park," Diane was
crying really hard as we spoke on the phone.
For nearly ten minutes I pleaded with Diane to see me
or let me speak to her father. While I was talking on
the phone with her, I heard her father yell and I could
hear he'd just slapped her again several times.
Diane's father evidently knew who she was speaking with
and he yelled at me over the phone, and said, "You
little prick, it you contact my daughter ever again, in
any way, I will cut your nuts off... now I'm warning
you, call my little girl again and I swear to gawd, you
are one nutless mother-fucker."
Damn, what the hell did my having been with Yasmin have
to do with Diane and myself I wondered? Not being a
parent, I was unaware of how a man can be upset with a
boy dating his daughter.
Thinking what Diane had told me about her father
slapping her and he had injured her, I decided to call
my friend Detective Workman. When the policeman
informed me that Raymond was on duty, he asked if he
could assist me. Telling him, no but could he give me
his telephone number, I was informed that policemen's
telephone numbers were not given out, but if I wished
and it was important, he would call Raymond for me.
Less than 15 minutes later I got a call from Detective
Workman and he asked what he could do to help me. When
I explained the situation about Diane, I was divested
when he told me that I must not contact her in the
future, or at least until she turned 18. Then he
informed me that her father couldn't simply slap his
daughter around and he would have a couple of police
patrolmen and a detective officer on duty goes to the
Jones' house.
The threat by Diane's father was my word over his, but
if the girl had injuries, then the police could take
action, and perhaps Mr. Jones would confirm my comments
of his threat against me. Detective Workman started to
chuckle and said I should become a police officer, as I
seemed to find girls in trouble.
Then he gave me advice that started me to thinking
about my life after high school and even college. My
police officer friend told me, "Calvin, you should
study really hard in college and then go to law school.
You would make a great prosecutor and later on a
terrific judge. Now you stay away from the Joneses and
don't call the girl or have contact with her. I will
call you after I get a report back from the officers
who will be dispatched to the Jones' home. By the way,
I will call Detective Sergeant Will Kerman, and he
might call you if he needs info from you, okay, so stay
away from the girl, no matter how attractive she is,
deal?"
It was nearly six-thirty when Detective Workman called
me back and told me that it was necessary to take Diane
to the hospital. I listened as my police friend told me
what the officers found when they arrived at the Jones
home.
"Mr. Jones was exceeding drunk when the police arrived
at the house and Calvin, you mustn't repeat this, but
Jones had hit the girl after you spoke with her, and
had torn her clothes off her. He hadn't raped her, but
she informed Sergeant Kerman her father had felt her
breasts and between her legs. He's being held on
several assault charges and attempted rape charges of
various degrees."
"Can't I go see her, please, it would help...?"
Detective Workman told me in a stern voice, "You will
likely be contacted by Kerman yet today or tomorrow, as
he's on duty all weekend. It was good you called as it
appears you may have saved the girl from being sexual
assaulted, or worse, raped."
For ten minutes or longer I spoke with my friend and
finally got off the phone. Mom had been listening to my
side of the conversation with the police. I explained
it all to mom and she hugged me and said that I should
put on a suit. "I will dress up and have Linda also
wear a nice dress, and the three of us will go out for
dinner."
While taking a shower, I thought how I had a chance to
do Diane and didn't - she was cute and now I felt sorry
for her. I would never be able to date her or speak
with her again, or at least for three years I thought
and was upset with her father.
#
Prom night was to be my last chance to be a part of my
high school years, and it was also the night when the
last of youthful things would end, and the serious side
of life would start. This would mean college for some
kids like me, while others would start working or
entering military service.
I had thought over and over about who I wanted to take
to my senior prom. Finally I asked Esther Weaver, a
pretty and popular junior who looked at me and, as she
smiled at me, was curt in her reply.
"You are asking this far in advance is nice and
indicates I'm not just a last minute date. I appreciate
your asking now, as its five weeks until the prom.
Calvin you're so nice to invite me and I'd love to be
your date. Calvin, why me... you know I'm religious?"
Esther took my arm, and asked me, "Would you walk
outside with me, there are too many kids here in the
restaurant to speak openly with you about the date?"
This was on the Saturday following my troubles with
Diane and I thought perhaps she may have concerns about
that situation.
"You'll look so handsome Calvin, and I look forward to
being seen with you as your date at the prom. You in a
tux, and myself in a long gown, I feel excited in
knowing I'll be attending. Do me a favor; please wear a
green bow tie and a matching cummerbund, as I will get
the green dress I saw a week ago to wear. Oh Calvin, I
hope it hasn't been sold, you'll like the dress."
The next thing Esther said made me laugh, "You mustn't
try to feel me up or anything and I promise that I
won't try to molest your strong and desirable body."
The humor in the way Esther explained I need not plan
on anything happening between us made me laugh.
While I was laughing hard at her comment, Esther
stated, "Laugh all you want, but Calvin, I belong to
the Church of Latter Day Saints and the church is
adamant about sexual activity when you're not married.
Cal, I didn't mean to say it the way it came out and
you know what I meant. Thanks for not getting mad at me
for telling you what I won't do that some of the girls
will opt out to do on prom night, so am I still your
date?"
"Now let me see, if I surmised your comments properly.
The following conduct will be permitted. I can kiss you
fairly often, once each dance number and perhaps a
French kiss occasionally. Rubbing my hands on your arms
and even your back while we're dancing will be
tolerated. Caressing your face while I'm kissing you at
midnight during the final dance is proper."
Smiling at the cute girl I added, "Oh yes, I almost
forgot, during the senior banquet I will be able to
play footise with you and perhaps caress your thigh if
I don't reach higher than four inches above your knee
cap. What have I forgotten... hum, or yes, I must not
pinch your behind as that is what got Donnie Brown's
face slapped last year."
Now I was with Esther at the senior banquet in the
school cafeteria. As were the school's custom, freshman
and sophomore girls who weren't invited as a date by a
junior or senior to the prom, severed the meals. The
green gown Esther wore was beautiful on her and she
looked fabulous and excitingly stunning. The small cord
like straps didn't cover the smooth skin of her
shoulders or across the tops of her full breasts.
While we were seated at the table and had already
enjoyed the meal, and were waiting for our dessert,
Esther took my hand in hers and whispered, "Don't
forget, you can caress my thigh just past my knee."
Never would I have expected her to place my hand on her
thigh so close to her sex. My hand was no more than two
inches from where her legs joined her body. I could
feel her leg through the material of her skirt. Esther
herself moved my hand around with her own to allow me
to caress her thighs. Listening as she made small
comments and joked with me as I was rubbing her legs on
my own, let me understood my prom date was in a festive
mood.
"You're an exceeding pretty girl, and I feel honored in
having you as my date... but I don't want you to get
mad at me for having my hand on your leg... am I safe
having it so high up on your lovely legs?"
While I was speaking to her, Esther squeezed my hand
and moved it between her legs and whispered, "No one
has ever had their hand where yours is now... you're
sweet Calvin. I love knowing you're the only boy that
isn't wearing a black bow tie and cummerbund. Calvin,
I'm confused about my allowing you to stroke my legs
and your touching me... in a personal... way... you
understand what I'm saying don't you? Just don't rush
things beyond that, please."
When the dessert was brought to the table, it was
chocolate muses with fresh whipped cream topping. A
maraschino cherry with a stem was placed on the white
topping. Evidently some other girls did the same as
Esther, and she took the cherry stem in her fingers and
moved it to my mouth.
"Would you like my cherry and tell me the truth," while
asking me if I wanted her cherry, Esther feed me the
topping from her desert. I wondered if she knew the
implication of what she was doing and saying in feeding
me the ripe fruit.
Esther had asked me the question with a giggle to her
voice. Her eyes were looking at mine and she smiled and
told me, "You're a gentlemen and you've have treated me
so nice. Calvin, you know my mother's brother, which
makes him my uncle... isn't it brilliant I can figure
that out all by myself. Mom asked my uncle to see if
you were a "good boy" as she referred to you. My uncle
said he knew you personally, and you had assisted him
with some criminal cases."
"Is Detective Workman your uncle... really?"
"Yep, that's him... he thinks your special and said you
saved an 11 year old girl from being raped, and another
who is 15. Are these things true? You were involved
with Yasmin, weren't you? Anyway, I was surprised you
didn't try to feel me when I placed your hand on my
leg."
"Don't be fooled, the urge was very strong to get under
the table and ravish you, my prom lady, your really
cute," I replied to Esther.
"Did you like getting my cherry? Calvin, the girls in
school say that if they feed the dessert topping cherry
to their date... their date gets the other one later.
Is that true or would you know about such things? Every
year the dessert is the same and this is how the story
came about on the cherry."
"Feed me more! Sounds like a great idea, and if it is
true, I will be the luckiest guy at the prom... your
very pretty tonight... well your actually pretty all
the time, and every night, but tonight your dress is a
killer.
"Thank you Calvin. You make me feels different and it
actually scares me - because you're special."
"That is nice of you say. Esther, you're very graceful
when you eat... I watched how you used your fork and
knife and then your spoon while eating your dessert. I
think you and I am the only ones who moved the inside
lip of our spoons into the dessert and then got in on
the spoon. Everyone else just shoved the end of the
spoon into the pudding and some even dragged their
spoon from the far side of the dessert toward them. "
"Thank you for saying such a nice thing about my table
manners. Moms always make us kids use good manners when
we eat and to do so properly, and sometimes my little
brother gets mad at her."
"That is nice to know, but tell me something else, I
suppose kissing you right now would be out of line by
your mother's table rules? "
"Yes, that would be true, especially in front of
everyone else, but I can do just about as good."
To my surprise, Esther took my hand once more and moved
it to her leg. I felt her pulling her gown up on her
leg. In a moment Esther placed my hand on her silky
smooth skin of her leg above the top of her stocking.
My hand was touching the skin above her stocking top
and I felt Esther place my hand between her legs.
Whispering softly, Esther told me, "Touch me quickly
and then push my dress back down."
For a brief moment I was feeling the center of her
panties and eased my finger tip under the leg band of
her undies enough to touch her damp slit. Feeling how
damp her panties were and I could feel with my finger
that her female cut was covered with a wet thick
liquid. The time short I spent touching Esther's virgin
grove made me want more of her body and I felt my cock
become hard. Yet it was pure delightful in touching her
so intimately and wondered why she allowed me to feel
her sex.
Being extremely gentle in feeling the sexual core of
Esther's body, I moved my finger into her pussy and up
to the first knuckle of my middle finger. After a short
time Esther asked me if I was finished touching her. To
my surprise Esther didn't ask me to stop.
Reluctantly I eased my hand from between her legs and
wondered what the rest of the night might bring about
for me. Grudgingly I pulled her dress down until it
covered her knees and fell to around her feet. Looking
at Esther, I said one word, "Marvelous." Then I feed
her a taste of my whipped cream.
"You're sweet and didn't take advantage of my
allowing... I've never been touched before - not on one
spot of my body, but you're special. Calvin, when Anne
and I walked to the restroom, she told me Douglas had
been touching her under the table and touched her like
you did me. You didn't do it until I moved your hand on
my leg the second time and pulled my gown up and told
you to touch me quickly."
"Your sweet and I like knowing I'm the first boy to
touch you like that. Did you enjoy my caressing you
between you lips down there?"
"Yes, and Calvin I felt nervous and excited at the same
time. I told Anne I might let you as she was saying how
nice it felt when Douglas did it... she told me if I
did it once, I would want more."
Walking from the cafeteria to the gym we both spoke
about how we loved the way the junior class had
decorated the gym and especially the dance floor.
Easter and I walked across the gym floor and took a
table on the front row on a corner where there were no
tables on one side of us. "This will let us watch the
band and those dancing if we aren't enjoying some rock
and roll numbers to dance close to one another. Is this
table okay with you, Esther?"
"Certainly, I can see everything and everyone when they
are on the dance floor. You think of everything Calvin,
I can't wait to dance with you and have people see us
so close together. Do you know Anne Jordan, she is my
best friend... is it okay if she and her date sit with
us, and it was nice having them at the table while
eating? Douglas, was on the basketball team with you,
wasn't he."
"Yes, but I thought Anne was engaged to Brian
Hatfield," I inquired of Esther?
"Promise not to tell, but Anne thought she was pregnant
but after three months she started her periods again.
She had a messy period and I told her she must have had
a miscarriage. Anyway, she had planned on getting
married, but after she was no longer pregnant, Anne
started dating other guys."
When the band commenced playing the first dance number,
I said to Esther, "Let's wait until the others are on
the dance floor, and they can see your lovely gown as
you make an entrance."
During the first dance number, which was slow and I
danced with Esther, I moved my hand over the uncovered
skin of her back and shoulders. I loved feeling the
sleek feel of her skin as I moved my hand over her body
and wedged my leg between her thighs.
I could feel Esther slightly resist my being so bold
and decided she was letting me know not to rush things.
Yet I wanted her to feel my desires early in the
evening. I pulled her tightly against me and thought
how she had placed my hand so I could feel inside her
panties and touch her virgin pussy.
For a few moments I simply dance with Esther and
whispered in her ear, "Your so charming and lovely -
perfectly nice to hold in my arms and dance with. Don't
forget I get to kiss you during each dance, wasn't that
the deal we made? Wasn't I to be permitted a few
personal things to make the dance complete while we
were close in each others arms? Yeah, I was told I
could snoop around with my fingers, and do all kinds of
other such pleasant things?"
"And I will bite your nose if you get too nosey for
your own good, my handsome and gallant date. Calvin, I
like you holding me, but I feel so different around
you... almost like something will happen and I can't
control my own actions. Don't laugh at me, but Calvin,
there seems to be some power coming from you."
By the time the fourth dance was complete I could not
believe how erect I was and wanted sex with Esther in
the worst way.
I danced with Anne Jordan during the filth song and she
smiled at me and whispered, "Pretty Esther has you
excited and I can feel she does, doesn't she? Calvin,
she likes you... a lot and told me you might get lucky.
Did she give you her cherry at the table, I wasn't
paying attention?"
While Anne was telling me she could feel Esther had me
excited, I felt her moving her pussy all around and
against my erection. "If you press against me any
closer, Anne you will cause me to take you out to my
car and find out what Douglas feels in you, deep in
you... your should have let me know you like me."
"Perhaps some other time, heck Calvin, I wasted so much
of my life with Brian and when I got messed up, he
dumped me like a rock. I tell everyone I stopped dating
him, but he took his ring back. So who knows what will
happen in the future, maybe you and I... here comes
your date and mine?"
Just before I moved away from Anne, I told her, "You
would be nice to hold close... you understand?"
"Oh yes I understand and next week we might just need
to take a ride somewhere - would you like doing me
Calvin? I won't have sex until I can with you next
week, do we have a deal - not even on prom night which
I had planned on getting with my hunk of a date," Anne
said as she made a grinding move of her clothed pussy
against my erection.
I asked Esther to take a walk around the gym with me.
While walking on the opposite side of the gym from
where we were seated I spotted my sisters, Connie and
Linda. They were wearing matching dresses. They were
with Dave Blair and Willis Patton respectively, and
Esther and I stopped to chat with them.
"Your dress is terrific Esther," Linda said and I knew
she was being honest by the excitement in the sounds of
her voice.
"Oh, I love yours and Connie's dresses, and you look
like twins. Where did you find them... they look so
expensive," Esther said as she returned the compliment
to Linda. I knew my sister's dresses were expensive as
mom had mentioned she wouldn't be able to purchase
groceries for the next three months because of what she
had paid for my Connie and Linda's dresses.
Connie looked at Esther and with a teasing in her
comment, asked, "Esther, I hope you have a gun to ward
off my brother when he tries to get personal - you look
hot, Esther, you're one pretty girl... so watch out for
the big bad wolf."
"Gee, and I thought Calvin should be the one who to be
warned, as he is such a handsome guy. I might have to
attack him before the night is over," Esther laughingly
replied.
Back on the dance floor with Esther found my pretty
date pressing her body to mine, and felt her pubic area
against my leg. I was rubbing my hand on her back and
eased it onto her right hip. I clutched her buttock in
my hand and loved feeling how tight it seemed. While I
was holding her body tight to my own, Esther whispered,
kiss me... with your tongue... oh Calvin."
We French kissed for perhaps a minute and I had moved
so we were in a darkened corner of the dance floor and
moved my hand up between us. If Esther knew what was
about to happen, I don't know, but as I reached to cup
her left breast in my hand, she eased her body back so
I could reach her firm tit.
For a moment nothing was said and I listened to the
pretty girl say in a soft voice, "Just a little longer
and then you must stop." I found it interesting that
she didn't say to stop, or not touch her, but said to
stop in a little while. I could feel her nipple through
her dress and bra, and it seemed exceedingly hard and
erect.
Around eleven o'clock, Esther and I were dancing and
could feel her rubbing her pussy against my leg as I
had moved it between her thighs. What she whispered
next to me, caused me to about fall over, "Calvin, may
we go somewhere to be alone... no promises, but perhaps
it is time for me to no longer be a virgin. I may
change my mind at the last minute, but right now I'm
yours to do with as you want and I hope desire. Calvin,
am I being to bold?"
"Yes, I hope your serious, and no your not to bold -
rather your just perfect in every way."
We returned to our table and collected our stuff and I
held Esther's hand as we walked to my car. Once inside
the car, we kissed for a few minutes and I was feeling
her breasts and the smooth skin above her stockings. I
didn't attempt to reach inside her dress or to feel her
pussy inside her panty. I loved feeling her garter
clasps that held her nylons up on her legs.
Then I started my '54 Lincoln Capri and drove to the
strip mine. Once we were parked, I turned off the car
and turned on the battery operated radio I had recently
purchased so I could play it and not the car radio. We
were kissing and I asked, "Would you like to get in the
back seat... it has more room?"
"You want to do it... don't you Calvin, and be honest?
Should I undress so I don't mess up my gown... you'll
stop when I ask if I cant' follow through, won't you?
Promise you won't hurt me... I'm scarred of what might
occur and if our Steak House leaders knew I let you
touch or see me, I would be punished badly."
I opened the car door and decided to not speak as I
might say the word or words that would stop Esther from
going further once we undressed as she suggested.
Watching as Esther removed her gown and the strapless
bra she was wearing. Esther reached down and unsnapped
her stockings and after removing them, eased the panty
with the garters on it off her hips and down her legs.
During the time she was removing her clothing, I was
doing the same. We were soon nude and I had turned on
the overhead light so I could view her body.
Easter's breasts stuck out in round circles from her
chest, and were heavy enough that they had slight sag
to them. Her nipples were long and hard and I saw and
enjoyed how they were puckered. Glancing downward I
viewed the soft and sparse maiden hair growing below
her navel. My hand reached for her left tit, while my
other hand played in the her maiden hair.
In less than a minute my fingers were playing in her
pussy slit and then I stretched her body out on the car
seat and lay next to her. Quickly I was in the act of
placing my cock in the slit between her pussy lips
before she changed her mind. "Ugh. Oh, should we
stop... Calvin, it is starting to hurt."
I was now working my cock in and out of her gripping
pussy, and knew no more than two minutes had passed
since we'd parked, undressed and my dick was ready to
split her cherry. This was the quickest I had ever
scored and I made a quick jab with my hard-on. Striking
against Esther's shallow placed hymen, I drove through
the virgin barrier in one forward drive. Taking the
cherry Esther had actually promised me when feeding me
hers on the dessert at the banquet.
"Ughhhhh, oh Calvin, noooo, aughhhh, help me my love!"
That sudden shout told me that I had just taken or was
it given to me, Esther's cherry. I loved feeling her
body jerk back when I split her pussy open for its
first time and knew I had another cherry to my credit.
For me, the knowledge that the girl was responding as
if we had made love hundreds of times, gave me complete
joy.
I could feel Esther flipping her hips up to meet my
stroking back and forth in her pussy. Then I moaned
out, "I'm going off, oh yeah, Esther you feel so good."
"Calvin, oh what is happening... aughhhh, oh Calvin, my
darling, I love you." I knew that Esther had gotten
off, and although it wasn't as strong as she would
experience later, I knew she'd gotten her goodies on
her first fuck."
Getting up from over her body, I grabbed the towel from
under the front seat, and placed it between her legs.
Then I pulled Esther up until she was seated on my lap.
Moving my fingers between her legs, I could feel her
pussy leaking her juices, blood and my come from her
small opening. Esther commenced to cry and her arms
encircled my neck and she kissed me and whispered, "Are
you happy Calvin?"
For Esther, sex was something she related to marriage
in a strong way, and I knew how religious she was. When
she asked, "Am I a bad girl for asking you to leave the
dance and letting you do me... Calvin, I don't believe
God is upset with me, after all, he made sex something
to be enjoyed."
Once more we enjoyed sex, and Esther bleed very little.
When I was stroking her with my cock, she mostly
muttered sounds, and on her second time to enjoy being
made to love, she climaxed extremely hard and cried
out, "Calvin - ugh, ohhhh my, yes my darling... yes,
Calvin move like that!"
Handing Esther my handkerchief she used it to place in
her panty to catch any leakage from our having sex.
Driving home, Esther asked, "Did I feel good to you...
are we going to date again?"
The sound in Esther's soft voice was such that I could
hear the embarrassment in having to ask if we would
date again. There was no doubt, Esther wondered if she
had given up her virginity for a prom date fuck only.
Looking at the beautiful girl as she sat next to me on
the back seat, I told her, "You charming and a pretty
girl. Esther you best want to date me again or I might
spank you for taking advantage of me... in fact; you
can take advantage of me anytime you want."
Esther moved against me and whispered, "Even though I
sinned by sharing my body with you, I don't feel
sinful. If you ever desire to take advantage of me
again you may. Darling Calvin, the feelings and
sensations you gave me, I can't explain, but the second
time we shared our love it was like my body was struck
by lightning."
For the first time I had ever done so, I pulled to the
side of the road and parked. "Esther lets get in the
back seat and do it again... I want you so bad."
Without saying a word, Esther opened the car door and
walked back and climbed into the back seat. Esther lay
back on the seat after removing her gown, but left her
panty and hose on. Taking my coat off, I pulled my
pants down and lay over the lovely girl. Opening her
legs, I eased my cock into her pussy after pulling her
panty crotch to one side.
"Calvin... yes... yes... oh my darling, we're making
love... I'm doing it already... aughhhhhhhhh, it feels
so different," Esther uttered as she climaxed more than
once.
"Oh yes, it feels so good, do you like me fucking
you... do you like fucking me... tell me... let me hear
you say it to me, oh Esther darling tell me what I wish
to hear."
"You want me to say... I've never said the word.
Calvin, you pushing deep in me... your fucking me
deep... oh I said it... fuck me darling... fuck meeee,"
Esther cried out as she got off once more. I felt her
body go rigid as she climaxed for the fifth or sixth
time. When Esther shouted out about fucking, she got
off very hard and her body went limp.
I stayed in her pussy and in another ten minutes of
slowly grinding my body against hers, I felt my cock
become erect once more. "Esther, tell me what you want
as I commenced moving back and forth in her pussy once
again.
"Fuck... fuck me... yes, Calvin, fuck - fuck - fuck -
fuck, fuck me darling," and until I shot off in her
pussy, Esther continued to repeat the word fuck for at
least five minutes. No other word was uttered and she
didn't get off, but pushed her hips up to me when I
shot off. I could feel how wet her pussy was and
realized Esther gushed more come than any female I had
ever fucked.
"Thank you Esther, you made me feel very good, gawd I
got off so hard the last time. I loved hearing you say
fuck over and over."
"I hope with all the little Calvin sperms you pumped in
me tonight that one of them doesn't get lucky inside
me... you enjoyed hearing me say fuck... why, I always
thought it was gross - now I don't."
Reaching down to her pussy I had to feel how wet her
was. My fingers were coated in her juices and mine, but
I understood that the wetness was primarily hers. "Man.
Esther, you sure got off good, and your pussy is
soaking wet... your wetter than any girl I have ever
been with."
When we got into town, I drove to the truck stop that
had a large restaurant, and we saw a lot of students
dressed in their prom clothes. "Calvin, let me freshen
my make up and is my dress okay? Calvin, will the other
kids be able to tell what we have been doing for the
past hour and a half?"
"Yep, as I must have a surefire look of satisfaction on
my face, and knowing how pretty you are, I'm sure to
give away our secret just from the expression on my
mug." Seeing a fearful look come across Esther's face,
I told her, "That they can't do, and Esther, if anyone
finds out it will be from your telling as I would never
embarrass you by saying I had sex with you."
Once inside we took a seat with Anne and Douglas, I
could see a look pass between the two girls and heard
Anne comment, "I didn't have sex with Doug. Did you and
Cal do anything like...?"
"Heavens no, I would be thrown out of the church,"
Esther replied. Then I watched as Esther whispered
something to Anne but from the expression on Anne's
face I would have bet that Esther had just told her
friend she was no longer a virgin.
Then I heard her Anne ask, "Did you really, but aren't
you afraid of getting pregnant?"
"Nooooo silly, I made him use a condom," I head my date
reply. Hell, I hadn't used a condom, and wondered what
Esther must have thought informing Anne I had used a
rubber.
When the opportunity arose, Esther whispered to me,
"You didn't use something and remember when I told you
about all those little Calvin sperm you shot up in
me..."
"No I didn't, but you will be okay..." yet I could see
a flash of concern pass across Esther's face.
#
Tuesday evening I got a call from Anne and I drove to
her place and picked her up. We drove directly to the
strip mine and in less than five minutes we were
undressed and fucking on the back seat of my car.
Anne's body was rather short and her breasts were
really large. They were a D-cup she told me and when I
was fucking her they wiggled around on her body like
Jell-O. From the time I shoved my dick up her pussy,
the girl never stopped moaning and I felt her pussy
getting wetter and wetter.
At one point in time, I listened as Anne told me, "Gawd
Calvin, I need fucked so bad, oh hell I can't stop
coming. Give it to me harder, oh yeah fuck me like
that!"
After shooting my come in her pussy, I felt Anne's cunt
tighten around my cock and she moved her body in some
way that I swore she was squeezing my dick in a vice.
Her cunt was gripping my cock in such a way that it
actually hurt.
After we had fucked the first time, we got out of the
car and both of us had to pee. I loved watching Anne as
she peed with nothing to block my view. Then we stood
holding each other and I listened as the teen girl told
me about being pregnant.
"Calvin, when I was pregnant, the idiot didn't even
want sex with me any longer and told me I seemed fat
and..." Anne stopped speaking and just looked at me and
asked, "May I say what else he said without sounding
gross?"
"Heck yeah and as nice and cute as you are Anne, I
can't believe he insulted you in any way. Maybe I and
some friends should take him for a ride and teach him
manners and then make him walk home butt-assed naked.
So what else did the prick head say?"
"One night after I found out I was pregnant and we had
just had sex, I told Brain that I was having his baby,
he flipped out. The next Saturday night we were out and
I wanted sex really bad and I think being pregnant
makes a girl want it when she is first pregnant."
"Should I get you pregnant and find out how horny an
expecting girl gets - do you promise to rape me often,"
I laughingly asked Anne?
"You know something, letting you knock me up would be
fun and that I know to be true. So knock away stud,"
Anne told me as she cracked up at her own joke.
"Spread them girly," I replied and smiled as Anne
hugged me.
"Anyway, Brian told me, "No way do I want my cock up
your fat knocked up cunt. Now I understand why you cunt
felt flabby the last time I fucked you, and before I
knew someone had knocked you up."
"Brian needs a lesson on how not to treat a cute girl -
it will happen and you can bet on that. Anne, get a
bunch of your friends and park at the intersection of
Mill Road and Main Street next Friday around nine
o'clock."
"Since having my miscarriage, I haven't had sex until
tonight. So it has been nearly six months since I've
had a guy do me. Calvin, I want fucked all night long.
How many times can you do me tonight - a dozen seems
like a good number," Anne told me as we moved back into
my car.
That night I was fucked out by the time I had gotten my
nuts for the sixth time up Anne's exceptionally tight
pussy. Even after going off the last time, Anne sucked
my cock for nearly a half hour, but I couldn't get hard
again. While we were about to get dressed, Anne told
me, "Your cock is the first I have ever sucked. Now
would you eat my pussy as I've never had that either?"
#
After school wrapped up and the night of graduation, my
mother threw a party for my twin and me and invited a
lot of my friends. I asked Esther to attend with me,
and my sisters and she had a great time visiting. Mom
had invited Ester's parents, Seth and Mylara Weaver, to
our party.
When it was time for the party to end, it was nearly
midnight, Esther's parents had came to the party at my
mother's invitation, and they told their daughter she
could stay the night with my sister's if she wished.
Around one-thirty in the morning, Linda walked into my
room and woke me and said Esther was waiting for me in
her room. "You're joking, aren't you," I asked?
"Nope, your one lucky man, she and I just spoke about
your prom date, and she said last Saturday night you
didn't make a move on her and thought you didn't want
her anymore."
I walked to where Esther was sleeping in my sister's
bedroom and when I got there, the night light was on.
Getting into bed with Esther, I was already hard. After
kissing her for a few minutes, I sucked her nipples and
then kissed my way down her stomach and commenced to
lick and nipped at her labia and clit. I worked my
tongue around her pussy and in five minutes I had
Esther ready to climax.
When she went off, I watched as she shoved the sheet in
her mouth and knew she was getting off extremely hard.
I could hear Esther trying to refrain from shouting out
her release from oral sex, and her hands were pulling
my face tight to her pussy.
Moving up between Esther's legs I eased my cock in
between her pussy lips. I heard Esther moan, "Ugh, oh
my Calvin." Once more I listened as a female sighed out
"ugh" as I eased my cock into her welcoming body.
For the next few minutes I worked my cock back and
forth in the teen sex of my latest girlfriend. When I
was ready to blast my come off, I thought, "Hell, once
more I'm not wearing a condom." By then I was the past
the point of no return and shot at least four strings
of come deep in Esther's pussy.
I slept with Esther and the next morning I awoke around
eight o'clock and realized I was in bed with Esther, in
my sister's room. Moving to nestle against Esther, who
was laying with her back to me, I became hard. Esther
awoke and wiggled back against me and said I should get
out of bed before someone found us together. Instead of
getting up and out of bed, I placed my erection between
her round buttocks.
At first Esther didn't say anything as I was nudging
her anus with my cock head. Esther whispered, "You're
not in the right spot."
"Yes, just relax," I said and eventually I got the head
in the edge of her sphincter.
"Hoooo, noooo, Calvin, it hurts... not there...,"
Esther moaned out as I felt my cock head slip inside
her anus and past her sphincter.
I moved so Esther was on her hands and knees and
continued working my cock until I was buried all the
way you her butt. Slowly I fucked her ass and when I
shot my come in her bowels, and when I shot my nuts
off, Esther uttered softly, "Uumpppp."
After going off in her ass, I moved so we were facing
each other and I saw Esther was crying. When I
explained how wonderful it felt making love to her butt
Esther said it wasn't supposed to be like that or so
she thought.
In a few minutes I was erect again and I made love to
her and I could feel her humping her body up to mine.
When she was about to go off, she bite on my shoulder
to keep from shouting out from the pleasure she was
receiving. Her release must have been hard and strong
as I could feel her come run from her pussy around my
cock. I fucked her for another couple of minutes and
then shot off in her pussy.
#
The July fourth weekend was soon on us, and Nora, Gale,
Patty and Kelly Jean, plus my mother, and sisters,
Connie and Linda and I were headed to Pennsylvania to
the farm home mom and Nora had rented for the two
week's of vacation holiday.
Mom and Nora rented a used school bus to travel in and
we packed our stuff for the two weeks of living in the
150 year old farm house in the Pocono Mountains. During
our planning the vacation, we headed out for what all
of us commenced referring to as, "Sexual Retreat and
Repeat."
While driving on Route 22 the girls and mom and Nora
somehow got to teasing me. Kelly Jean started the
teasing by asking, "So boyfriend, how many of us girls
are going to get lucky tonight" Can you at least make
one of us happy?"
That caused the rest of my bus load of females to get
in the act and Connie said, "I'm first, after all I'm
his twin so after spending nine months of his doing me
in mom's tummy, I get first dibs before he is worn out
for the next two weeks."
Nora was not to be left out and to my surprise and I
believe the others she walked up and sat on the floor
of the bus by the driver's seat. When the attractive 38
year old woman sat so she was facing me, I glanced
quickly as she pulled her skit up and stated in a sing-
song voice, "Hey, as I'm the oldest, I should go
first... and besides I've been told by a certain male
that my legs are "killers" so I get to be the lucky
first."
For the next hour I was treated to the constant teasing
and when Gale stated, "Now look you other visions of
female delights, I should be first, as I'm still a
virgin."
The cat-calls didn't stop for a few minutes and
someone, and I think it was Nora, asked, "In what hole,
your belly button?"
We stopped in a small town in front of a log cabin
restaurant. The local people watched as one male and
seven females entered the establishment and moved two
tables together before sitting down. I had to laugh
when the waitress, who must have been in her mid-30 and
about 20 pounds over weight, carried a tray of water
glasses to our table and sat them in front of each of
us.
Standing next to me, she smiled at me and said, "Hi
handsome, do you have room for one more honey - you
must be happy to have such a great group of women with
you. Anyone want something to drink before I take your
orders?"
Returning with our drinks the waitress Tina asked, "How
about I start with you on your orders and they'll be
easy to remember? After she took our orders and
returned with soup for those who had ordered either a
bowl of soup or chili, asked, "Where are you fun people
from?"
Mom made up a story of a place about 100 miles from
where we actually lived.
After we had gotten our meals Tina asked, "Anyone for
dessert or anything else?"
Nora, who was seated next to me smiled at Tina and told
her, "Year, we need another husband, this one is
getting tired out - from driving the bus." This made
everyone laugh and Tina said, "Heck fire, I was about
to ask if I could marry this handsome older man - now I
find out he has all kind of wives - guess you people
are Mormons."
We spent the better part of the afternoon driving to
the farm house. Once we arrived, we unpacked the bus
and spent the next hour putting things away and
exploring the house. Looking around the farm house, we
found it had three bedrooms upstairs and a bathroom had
been added to the one bedroom.
Nora looked at the largest of the rooms and suggested
we take the mattresses from all the beds and place them
on the floor in one room. The room had windows on two
sides, and the front of the room had French doors that
led onto a small balcony. We moved the furniture from
the large room, except for a couple of chairs, a dress
with a mirror, and put six mattresses on the floor in a
group in the center of the room.
Mom and Connie made up the beds while the rest of us
put away the food items and I found the freeze was a
welcome addition for keeping the meats we had brought
with us. Once every thing was done, we decided to take
a hike. Nora said she was going to put on a pair of
shorts and mom said she would, also.
Ten minutes later the eight of us were hiking across a
field to where the property owner said a small creek
ran along side the tree line we could see from the
house. When we reached the creek, we noted deer in the
distance and we sat down to watch them eat their late
afternoon meal.
They eventually spotted us and moved into the trees in
a slow trot. Walking to the creek, Kelly Jean suggested
we all go swimming. Mom looked at me and asked, "Are
you embarrassed to undress in front of us women,
Calvin?"
Laughing as loud as possible, Nora said in a mocking
voice, "Hell he's fucked all of us, so why would he be
embarrassed to undress in front of us? I understand he
got five cherries out of the seven of us females...
unless you were cherry the first time you got with your
son."
"Nora... you don't know that for certain... then mom
laughed and said, "Perhaps your right - but how did you
know I was a virgin my first time with Calvin?"
Watching seven women all in the nude, and seeing Kelly
Jean with her small boobs to be, and the fine peach
like fuzz at the top of her pussy, was to me the final
degree of sexual excitement. Both mom and Nora had
thick bushes of hair covering their twats and my
sisters weren't far behind.
There was no way I could keep from becoming erect and
didn't notice Patty sneak up behind me and hug me in
her young arms. The small right hand of the girl
reached down and took my cock in it and she yelled out,
I get it first!"
Amongst shouts of approval about who was next, I felt
my body being felt up by seven women. We reached the
creek bank and Patty fell onto the grass and opened her
still developing legs. With little preparation, I
shoved my cock up into her tight opening and listened
as she uttered, "Ugh - yeah Calvin, gawd it feels so
good, oh mom I was the first to get his cock in our
family... Cal, fuck me... oh yeah!"
That was the start of sex for the two weeks of planned
fun. About 30 minutes later, I was shoving my cock in
and out of mom, and her legs wrapped around my back and
I rode her deep and hard. Once more before we went back
to the house, my nuts were shooting off. This time I
was in Kelly Jean, and I moved her thin legs on my
shoulders and fucked her extremely hard and deep.
After eating dinner, we made a camp fire when darkness
fell, we roasted marshmallows and hotdogs. We sat
around the fire until nearly 11 and it was so quite and
peaceful looking at the night sky and seeing the stars.
Walking into the house we went upstairs and into the
large room and undressed.
When I crawled onto the bed made up of six mattress,
Connie was behind me and she announced in a passive
manner, "Oh yes, I want Calvin. Augh," my sister moaned
out when I entered her with no preparation, "I need it
badly. Ugh, oh hell Calvin, not so fast and hard...
your deep... ughhh, oh yes... do me, gawd your making
me come already. Mom, hold my hand..."
I finished fucking Connie and Nora moved down and
commenced sucking my cock and got me erect. Getting on
her hands and knees, Nora moaned out, "Take me doggie
style... ugh, you're going in... your big Calvin."
For the next five minutes I was riding Nora's hips and
I loved feeling her buttocks against my groin as I
pounded her from behind. After I shot my nuts off, I
fell on the bed and evidently I fell immediately to
sleep.
When I awoke the next morning I looked at the clock on
the wall and noted it was nearly eight o'clock. I
smelled food being cooked in the kitchen and looking
around saw I was alone with Linda and Gale. I moved
between the two of them and permitted Gale's hands to
commence playing with my cock after I woke her. Using
my fingers in gently strokes across each of her breasts
and on her lowers stomach, I felt her start to squirm
around on the make-shift bed.
Once I felt her sex becoming wet, I moved on top of
Gale, and listened as she asked, "Can you do us both?"
I fucked Gale and after several strokes, moved and
shove my cock in my sister, Linda. I switched back and
forth between the two of them and finally shot my load
in Gale.
We went down stairs and as we entered the kitchen, Nora
told her daughter, "Gale honey, you should wipe off
your pussy. If I didn't know better, I swear it looks
like come running down your legs... what do the rest of
you think, is it come to you?"
For two weeks we enjoyed sex in every way possible and
one afternoon, mom said, "Calvin, you need to use a
condom from now on as we are all nearly in the same
cycle. No bareback riding."
I butt-fucked each of them twice during the vacation
and this was the only time that they all were
embarrassed being seen having sex in front of the
others.
#
Returning home, I called Esther after I unpacked and we
talked for about an hour and I asked if I could come
over. "Calvin, I don't think you should... I confessed
my sins to mom and she had me speak to the elders of
the church, and I must never see you again. First,
you're not a Mormon and secondly mom said if I wanted
to be with me you must become a member of our church."
So much for my love life once again I asked Esther why?
Listening as she told me how she had confessed and
admitted to our having sex together. "We promised each
other to never speak to anyone else bout our making
love with each other - Esther, why did you break our
vows?
"Calvin, if you were of my belief you would understand.
I will never forget what we shared. Please accept why I
had to admit to breaking my vows and giving in to the
sins of the flesh. But it is against my faith. Mother
said she didn't feel ill toward you, but if you become
a member of our faith I would be alright for me to see
you. Otherwise I will be labeled an outcast by my
church, family and friends. If I continue dating you,
which I want to do so much."
"Esther, I can't..."
"Calvin I beg you to join my church. Darling, I want to
see you, but we must marry as well, as your took my
chastity."
Listening to Esther's telling that I must join her
church, I thought how that wasn't possible, and the
idea of belonging to the LDS Church would make me
subjected to ridicule.
"Esther, just once... no one will know... please see me
tomorrow, I will meet you outside the library and we
can go for a ride."
Finally I convinced Esther to see me and we made
arrangements to see each other at two in the afternoon.
The next day I waited until three o'clock and knew I
was stood-up and I went home in a foul mood. Unknown to
me, and I found out later, Esther was sent to live with
a "relative" who lived in Arizona at the Utah border.
It was about a year later that I found out the man
turned out to be an uncle who had six wives and
evidently Esther became his seventh.
I was home from college when I next saw Esther and she
was large with a baby showing. We spoke on the street
for a few minutes and I finally got her to take a ride
with me. When I pulled up and parked at the strip mine,
Esther told me, "Calvin, we mustn't stop her... I'm -
I'm kind of married."
For the next several minutes I listened as Esther spoke
about her life for the past year. She informed me that
her father had sent her to live with his sister and her
husband. The man was her uncle, even if not a blood
relative. That is when I got the complete details of
her being the man's wife, along with five other women.
When she told me that the woman who everyone in town
assumed was her mother's sister, that lived with her
family, was actual her own father's second wife.
Eventually I convinced Esther that we should make love
at least once more. Though she was more than seven
months pregnant, she eventually consented and when she
undressed, I was amazed at how large her breasts were.
Slowly I made love to the pretty but so pregnant girl,
and it was so beautiful to listen as she whispered,
"Fuck me, oh Calvin fuck me - fuck - fuck - fuck." I
still recalled how she had said that to me the last
time we enjoyed making love.
"Calvin, I haven't said fuck since I was with you - it
is so cruel to be with a man with five other wives, and
sometimes I just want to run away from it all."
I listened to the pretty girl, and finally I asked,
"Esther, if you want to have someone help you escape
from the life your leading, I think your uncle would
help you."
"No - Calvin, he has three wives, and he even wanted my
mom to have me live with him."
"Esther, I have an instructor in college who I think
would help you, let me take you to see her... she is a
very smart woman, and will know what to do..."
Before I could finish my sentence, Esther held my hand
and whispered, "Calvin my darling makes love to me once
more."
Once again I was making love to the darling of my
senior prom, and I thought how our lives had changed
during the past year. Before returning to college, I
was eating breakfast with my mom and she told me,
"Calvin, read this obituary... it's the girl's you took
to your prom." Later I found out she had died during
natural child birth, and forced to delivery the baby
with the aide of five women."
#
During an early morning ride to a filing station to
find work, I was successful at the Gulf station and was
told to show up for work on Friday. After leaving the
Gulf station, looked at my watch and saw it was still
only seven in the morning, so I stopped at a small
restaurant for breakfast. After ordering food I asked
the waitress if there was a newspaper behind the
counter that someone may have left.
Looking at me with a silly grin, the waitress, whose
name tag read "Patsy" asked, "Do I look like a paper
girl to you?"
Knowing she was teasing I replied, "Sure do, and when
are you going to stop by and collect for what I owe
you?"
"See you in the morning before I show up here for my
second job, about five in the morning?"
"Perfect timing, I will have just finished my dream
about you at that time, Miss Pasty."
"Cute - your cute, and quick on the draw back... you
know I'm Patsy, so who are you?"
"Calvin, but everyone calls me Cal, except my mother
who keeps saying, goodbye - do you think she is telling
me something, Miss Patsy?"
"So Cal, what are you doing out and about today...?"
"I've been hunting a job for the summer and was hired
at the Gulf station down at Main and Jackson streets,
so guess I'll be stopping by here to eat. You're kind
of cute but I see you're married or are those just a
couple of practice rings on your finger."
"You're a stink-pot, Cal, and yes I'm married. The rest
of my name is Webb, so that makes me Patsy Ann Webb,
how about you, are you married Calvin?"
"Nope, I got thrown over by a virgin for her church,
so, after taking her to my prom, I'm crushed... don't
suppose a pretty woman like you would cheat on her
husband?"
"Let me get your food... here, enjoy these chicken
rejects," she stated in referring to the eggs on the
plate, with sausage and tators. "Would you like coffee
or something to drink?"
"Black coffee would be nice, but you didn't say if you
might cheat on your husband. So how old are you Mrs.
Patsy?"
"You're impossible, and I have never cheated on Donnie.
He is in the Army and on his way to Germany, or Korea,
they don't know which. Anyway, he left three weeks ago,
and he and the others in his company are now held at a
base in Kentucky. You know it isn't nice to ask a woman
her age. I'm 26 and a week from tomorrow, next Sunday I
will be 27 but on the following Monday I will turn 27."
"Trying to trick me with your math humor are you, but I
figured it out, and I must admit your trying to trick
me by the Sunday was clever. So Patsy, I think it is
great you're my age, I'll take you out Sunday evening,
the one coming up, for dinner... if you can think it
isn't cheating, Mrs. Patsy."
"Mr. Cal, how can I have dinner with you and not be
cheating on my husband? Tell me, how old are you Mr.
Cal... and no lying about your age?"
"I will be 17 August 27, but I turn 18 on August 28, so
may I take you out for your birthday... nothing
personal?"
"Maybe, you're still a kid so why would you want to be
out with an old married woman?"
"Because you're very sharp witted and attractive and I
have a thing for older women? Not only that, I just
think you should at least have a nice birthday dinner
and not alone."
"If I agree to go with you, can we eat somewhere
besides around here, I don't want anyone to tell Donnie
they saw me out with someone else? You seem older, are
you really only 17?"
After answering her questions and agreeing I would stop
in the next couple of mornings and visit some more
Patsy got busy with her other customers.
#
After getting home, I wrote Patsy's name and phone
number on my note pad and noted I was to call her later
that evening. I wandered around the house and walked to
my room and undressed and was going to put on my
bathing suit and head out to swim at the spot where
Diane had shown me her father fished. When I heard the
phone ringing, I walked down stairs to answer the phone
and Connie was talking on the phone.
My twin handed me the phone and it was Bernie Smith who
owned the Gulf station and he informed me I could start
working this evening if I wished. Seems one of his
helpers had gotten in a wreck, and he asked me to be at
the station in the next thirty minutes. After getting
off the phone, I started to walk back up stairs and saw
my sister looking at me.
"Nice - you look cute in nothing; do you always answer
the phone in the nude, my dear brother?"
"I didn't think anyone was at home, and I was getting
ready to go swimming when I heard the phone. Perhaps
you would have liked to have gone along - it is a
secluded area and the creek is really clear?"
"Right now I would like to find out what that thing is
that is pointing at me... does it like me or what? Cal,
if you want to I will, I haven't had it from you in
more than two weeks, and I'm ready."
My twin sister and I walked to my room and Connie
undressed in a moment. Once she was nude, we both lay
on the bed and within moments, I was going down on her.
When I moved her onto her back, I pulled her legs up on
my shoulders and eased my cock in her narrow female
slot.
"Ughhhhh, oh Calvin, my gawd it has been so long...
yessss oh yes, fuck me like that slow and deep, noooo,
don't tease me, work it in and out of my pussy slow and
back in deep... oh your getting me so good... I'm going
to come, ugh - - - Calvin my gawd I'm getting it off so
gawddddd, aughhhh!"
After we were done fucking and shooting my come up my
sister's gripping pussy, we lie on the bed for a couple
more minutes and told my twin I needed to get up and go
to work.
Unknown to me, Kelly Jean and Patty were both enjoying
the scene of Connie and me getting it on. Between the
two house holds, I was getting more sex than most any
one man can handle. Patty and Kelly Jean had both
gotten with me a couple of days ago, and I had to laugh
at Kelly Jean thinking she could get bigger tits and
some hair on her pussy if she rubbed against her
sister.
Once I was done showering, I head for the Gulf station
and started my job. I worked until three in the
afternoon, and
The next evening, I was in the back yard waxing my car
and Nora walked over and I spoke with each other. For
the next hour I spoke with my neighbor and she had
taken a cloth and commenced to wipe the dried wax from
my car.
When I was done, Nora asked me where I was heading and
I told her no where in particular and she asked if I
would give her a ride.
"Sure, why not, and where would you like to go?"
"Calvin, can we ride out to the place where you park, I
overheard the girls speaking about where you took them.
Gawd I can't believe you've fucked all of us, and even
got three of my daughters' cherries. I must be worse
than them, as I let you do me and I'm older than your
mother."
Getting in my car, I drove slowly out to the strip mine
and when I was parked in my normal spot, I turned and
sat facing Nora. After a few minutes I asked, "What say
we get in the back where there is more room, Nora?
Maybe we can take a little walk, as there is a nice
spot past those pines where you can look out over the
valley for quite a distance."
Helping Nora step from my car, we hiked to the spot I
mentioned and the evening sky was starting to come up
and the hint of the moon could be seen in the night
sky. What made it interesting were the sun set and the
white ring of the moon both being in the evening sky?
"Tell me Calvin, how many girls have you been with...
and how many virgins have you done," Nora asked as we
stood looking at the evening sky?
"I've not counted them, but maybe I will make a list
and make a comment about them and let you read the
list... would you like that?"
"Yes, Calvin, it should prove interesting, especially
to see what kind of comments you will make about me?"
"Tell me Nora, do you have concerns about your
daughters and me getting it on together?"
Nora looked at me for a sort while, then the attractive
woman smiled as she replied in a hesitating manner.
"Only my daughters seen so young to be having sex. Most
certainly I wonder about you having sex with Kelly Jean
at such a tender age.
"My comments concerning you would describe you as a
sweet person. Body wise, I would speak how nice your
thighs are and the satin feel of them when caress those
perfectly formed parts of your legs. More importantly
and troubling would be my inability as I would attempt
in describing my conviction of your seeming to be a
woman I would wish as my wife. Along with that, I would
spend considerable time once more expressing how your
legs and once more, your thighs, were made for man to
love and feel them strangle him around his face when
drinking from your exquisite sexual perforation at the
bottom of your body. Nora, your legs first captured my
attention about you."
"My young man, I'm surprised at how you spoke so
lovingly about me and those are words one would expect
from an adult. Have you studied or written while you
were in school?"
Stepping behind Nora, and wrapping my arms around her,
I asked, "Nora, do you remember the day you fell
unloading the truck when you moved in next door? Your
legs were spread far apart. While enjoying the view
between your legs, I wanted to crawl between them and
take a nap. Nora, there was such passion created in me
when caressing them the first time. Never will my
memory pass in recalling how your thighs felt to my
hands and lips the first of many times I found pleasure
and love kissing them as I performed oral sex on you...
do you recall those times?"
"Calvin you seem older than you are and if I didn't
know better, I would think you were 30 or so age wise.
Does having sex with your mother, sisters, I and my
daughters ever cause you to endure depressing thoughts?
I've read incest makes a person feel guilty. The same
is supposed to be true when an older person is with a
young person or a teen. Have my acts stunned the youth
in you from developing it should? Calvin does the acts
of incest or being sexually active with me caused a
terrible thing in your life? Has my older versus your
younger needs of such a sexual equation made you hate
sex and me for taking you in my arms?
"Nora, nothing could ever cause me to not find our
togetherness something of beauty. There is no doubt the
conversation we just shared is the most intense and
adult like I have ever enjoyed."
"My young lover, would you take me and fill me with
your strong and vile manhood - now my darling lover," I
heard Nora ask?
Pulling Nora against me, I allowed my hands to cup her
breasts and I slowly worked my hands under her top. I
undressed Nora as we stood in the light of the moon.
Once Nora was nude I removed my own clothes, and I
eased us onto the grass. Moving my face until I was
licking her sex and feeling the thick blonde hair
covering her mons. I sucked and licked her clit until
Nora was climaxing and telling me, "Calvin, take me and
move up here and kiss me and lay on my body and fuck
me... Ughhhhh, oh hell you're in me!"
After she climaxed and I hat gotten off, we stood up
and brushed the dirt and grass from each other. We took
our clothes and got in the back seat of the car and
enjoyed sex once more before heading home.
#
Things worked out and on Sunday afternoon, I meet Patsy
at the truck stop and she jumped in the car with me. We
headed out of town and drove about 40 miles until we
found a nice restaurant that I could afford.
Over dinner we spoke about she being married and her
husband, Donnie, being her first love in high school.
Patsy admitted they had sex once before they were
married. To my surprise, Patsy told me it was terrible.
"Maybe it is just a female thing, but I had illusions
of my first time being in a big bed with white fluffy
pillows. I would be wearing a white gown, with pink
roses embroiders on my gown I had bought when I was
only 15 to have when I got married and was on my
honeymoon.
That is when I believed that it would be worn to my
wedding night bed. Instead, I was taken on the front
seat of 40-Ford pickup truck that smelled of something.
I still remember wondering out what it was that stunk
so terrible in that pickup.
Donnie had purchased the truck really cheap and I
believe he paid a $100 for it when he bought the
thing."
"So what made it stink?"
"Donnie told me about three weeks after our first time,
which was when we returned from Niagara Falls on our
honeymoon. Heck, we lived with his parents for a few
months, and then he went in the service. So it wasn't
until I moved here when he was shipping overseas the
first time, that I got rid of the truck "
"What made it stink so strangely," I again asked?
Looking at me in a strange way, I heard what the smell
was that still haunted Patsy.
"Some old farmer had killed himself with a shotgun in
the truck and his body hadn't been found for three
weeks. I kept trying to figure out what tore the
upholstery and made the tiny indentions in the metal of
the cab. Finally when I asked Donnie, before he shipped
out, "Dam nit Donnie, tell me once and for all what
makes this damn truck stink."
Then Donnie told me about the man committing suicide in
the truck. The smell was from the man rotting in the
truck."
"Gezz, you will ruin my dinner. So you enjoyed your
first time on the seat of a Ford pickup - your
romantic, Mrs. Patsy."
"There was nothing romantic about it, Donnie undressed,
told me to also, and he simply got on me and shoved it
up me. In a minute at the most I felt him shot off.
Even worse was how his body jerked and I knew he had
gotten off. I hardly bleed, and he has always accused
me of cheating on him because there was only a small
amount of blood - and I mean small."
"So how long have you been married?"
"Going on 11 years, and Donnie has been in the service
the total time. He will be able to retire in another
ten years. There's been a lot of time we have been
separated. Especially during Korea, and I hate his
shipping overseas again."
After eating we drove back toward town and I decided to
see what would happen if I cut off and head for my
favorite spot at the strip mine. Until we were on the
dirt road leading to the mine, Patsy hadn't made any
comment about where we were headed. When I told her I
was taking her to my favorite place to park, she
laughed about my parking with an older woman.
"Heck, I can't take you to my place with my mother and
sisters there, and you said your house was off-limits
because someone might see us together - so here we
are."
For a few minutes, we simply spoke to each other and
finally I listened to Patsy explain about our parking.
"You know something; I've never parked since the night
I lost my virginity... Calvin, it is kind of nice, but
I'm married and we can't mess around."
I didn't reply, but spent a minute trying to get
something on the radio. Once I had some music playing I
reached over and took Patsy's hand in my own. There was
no objection in my holding her hand, but I saw a funny
look on her face.
When she tried to get her hand free, I tightened my
grip and pulled her so she slid across the seat to
where I was seated behind the steering wheel. Taking
her in my arms, I pulled her close and as I moved my
lips to kiss her, saw Patsy lean back from me, but
finally my lips were on hers.
For a few moments, I felt Patsy make a slight move to
keep my lips from kissing her with any meaning. What
happened next I have no idea, but suddenly her arms
were around me, and her tongue was in my mouth? Patsy's
lips were pressing against mine with a lot of pressing
and were grinding her lip hard against my own.
"Oh yes! Calvin, your only the third guy I've ever
kissed... we should stop... nooooo, don't put your hand
on my breasts."
For a few minutes I was feeling her tits and kissing
her and then asked, "Patsy, lets get in the back,
there's more room."
"Okay, but we can't do..."
Without finishing her sentence, Patsy scooted over to
the passenger side of the car and opened the door. She
was out of the car before I was and she opened the back
door and got inside. When I sat on the back seat, I was
taken by surprise as Patsy moved over next to me, and
once more we were kissing.
This time my hands were not only feeling her breasts,
but I was stroking her legs and especially the inner
skin of her thighs. My hands moved up her legs till I
was feeling the crotch of her panties. Instead of
trying to ease a finger in the leg band, I used my hand
to catch the waist of her panties and attempted to pull
them off.
"Just a minute... I must be nuts but I won't make you
have to undress me one item at a time like a teenage
girl on her first date. If I undress, will you promise
to just touch me... you can't go all the way... do you
understand that Calvin?"
Saying nothing in response, I simply let go of Patsy's
panties and kissed her lightly for a brief time. I
moved back and commenced to remove my clothes. Patsy
unfastened her dress and slipped it off. I observed
Patsy remove her slip, bra and panties. Her bra and
panties were black and I liked how she looked in them.
When she was undressed, I could see where her bathing
suit allowed her to tan, but when I asked her about it,
she laughed and said, "I tan in my bra and panties,
that way I get a better tan."
"What kind of panties do you wear, there's very little
white skin on your hips and stomach, and in fact it is
just a small strip across your tummy?"
"The panties are some Donnie got me in Europe the last
time he was over there. I should have worn a pair for
you - except I hadn't planned on be naked with you."
When Patsy and I were kissing once more, while I was
feeling her up, she reached down and got my cock in her
hand. Like any guy, I loved hearing her say, "Calvin,
your big... you must have a lot of girlfriends. How
long is this thing - if I ever see this thing again,
I'm going to measure it for you."
For the next five minutes I had my lips on her nipples
and as I tried to move my face to her pussy, it didn't
work so I asked, "Patsy, lie down so I can kiss your
pussy."
"Nooooo, Calvin, I've never had that - - - that is
dirty. No, you mustn't push me down on the seat."
For the next couple of minutes Patsy resisted my
attempt to kiss her pussy. Finally she released my head
and opened her legs as if she was resigning herself to
my desire to eat her out.
With her legs parted and her hands resting on my head,
I suddenly heard the pretty young woman sob out, "Oh
Calvin, I like you kissing my tummy. Augh, you must
stop... you shouldn't kiss me there... yessss, it feels
like I'm rolling down a hill. Ummmm, I've never built
up like this... Calvin!"
My lips were kissing her inner thighs and pussy lips
and eased my tongue out and licked from the bottom of
her pussy to her prepuce. I chewed the foreskin of
prepuce surrounding her clitoris, and bit lightly on
her clit.
Unexpectedly, and I believe for both of us, Patsy
moaned, "Augh, my gawd Calvin, you must stop - - - no
more, holy hell I'm coming so strong!"
Using my tongue to stimulate the never before kissed or
licked pussy of the pretty girl, I was fascinated in
how she shaved her pussy. There was only a couple
inches of hair over her mons, and just on the lips of
her pussy. In fact the hair on her labia was trimmed so
it only ran along her opening.
I had my hands under her hips and squeezing her
buttocks and felt Patsy's hip muscles tighten and
release. I started to suck her clitoris like a woman
does a cock; Patsy was crying out in strange sounds and
heaving her hips around as I held them.
Then she cried out in complete abandonment, "Yes, oh my
gawd, Calvin... I'm coming off so hard... aughhhh,
never stop...; now, yes I'm getting it like never
before!"
Once Patsy finished her climax, I moved over her
reclining body and I don't know if she understood what
I was about to do, or if she actually didn't want me to
take her. When I moved my cock in the lips of her
soaking wet pussy, I begin to shove it in and she
screamed out, "Ughhhhh, Calvin... we can't... ugh...
ohhhhh, no Calvin, please don' fuck met! Ahgggg Calvin,
oh if you love me you want fuck me - - - you shoving
your cock in me, no darling I can't fuck you, I'm
married... my gawd you're up my pussy!"
My cock drove up into her body and she continued to
scream out I must stop. Yet I fucked her and felt her
hands reach down and grab my hips. I fucked her for
another four or five minute and then shot my come deep
in her cunt. Hell I didn't think anything at all about
her becoming pregnant.
Once I was done coming and was enjoying the feeling of
my cock soaking in her pussy, and I had discovered
early on, women loves a man to lay on them after
they've shared sex. Women must want the closeness of a
man, and to feel his cock shrink in their pussies after
males unload their come in them.
Patsy was holding me in her arms and stoking my back
with her hands as I lay on her. I could feel her wrap
her legs around mine near my ankles.
"Calvin, something tells me I'm in trouble... I feel I
become pregnant as you shot off in me... what if I did?
Can you do me again... it is too late to worry now...
oh Calvin."
In a short while I was once again stroking my cock in
and out of her pussy. Again she cried out and this time
after I went off and lay resting on her soft body.
Patsy whispered, "Your going to be a father, I just
know it... I guess my pussy belongs to you now... more
than Donnie."
After we sat up in the car, Patsy commenced telling me
about her sex life with her husband.
"You may not believe this, but Donnie is no more than
four inches long, and I know because I measured him,
and he is about as round as a quarter. Yours is only
the second one I have ever touched and had up in me...
I swear I felt myself getting pregnant when you cummed
in me... ain't that going to be a goose?"
Each morning before going to work at the Gulf station I
would stop and have breakfast with Patsy, but she
refused to have a date with me. Finally after about a
month of my asking, Patsy agreed to meet me that
evening and eat dinner with me at the same restaurant
we'd enjoyed on our first date.
While eating dinner, Patsy looked across the table at
me in an odd way, as we sat in a booth in the rear of
the restaurant.
"Well Mr. Calvin, the damage is done... ain't it a
goose, you're going to be a daddy. I guess Donnie will
think it is his as we had sex before he left for Korea
again. Did I tell you that is where he ended up?"
After eating and we were getting in the car, I thought
I owed Patsy something, especially in knowing she was
having my child, and I asked her, "Would you like to
park again... it is your choice."
"Calvin, you don't owe me anything... I should have
known better, but thanks for asking, and yes... yes, I
would love to have you hold me again and would you kiss
me down...?"
"I would love to. Patsy was I really the first to do
oral sex on you, and Donnie had never done it to you?"
After parking and getting in the back seat, I watched
Patsy undress and when she removed her small panty,
Patsy handed them to me. Patsy spoke softly and told
me, "This is one of the pair I have from Paris. They
are yours to keep... Cal, you sure as hell shot a lot
of come in me and I'm so knocked up, you would think I
had been with a dozen guys. Do you know I had no idea a
guy could have so much come in his cock as you... my
gawd you have more than Donnie has in 20 ejaculations."
After eating Patsy out, I moved on her and as I entered
her pussy, she commence crying. Looking up at me, Patsy
asked me, "Would you get up for a moment?"
After setting up, I helped Patsy as she moved to sit
besides me. Suddenly she was pressing her hands on my
chest and I understood she wanted me to lie on the
seat. What I didn't expect was her slowly moving her
face down until she at first kissed the end of my dick
and then was sucking me.
For several minutes Patsy sucked my cock and when I
shot off, I cried out, "Patsy, I'm going to come... oh
yessss, I'm going off... hell it is good."
Patsy had trouble swallowing my come, but didn't allow
a single drop to escape her mouth. Even the small
amount on her lower lip she licked off with her tongue.
Looking at the attractive young woman, I saw her lean
forward and hold me in her arms and she kissed my eyes.
Then her lips were on mine and I could taste my come on
her lips and in her mouth.
"You have a lot of come in you... Calvin that is the
first time I have ever sucked a guy off... I guess I
did you because you're the father of the baby I'm
carrying."
"Thank you... Patsy, if you get a divorce, we can get
married if you wish..."
"No... oh Calvin, I would love to say yes, but I can't
marry you... I could never leave Donnie... please,
don't make fun of me..."
"Patsy that is the last thing I would do." By then I
was erect and I was soon in the gripping sex of the
pretty and shapely woman and in short order was once
more filling her pussy with my come. We fucked until
nearly five in the morning, and then drove Patsy home.
Before going in the house Patsy asked if would like to
come over tomorrow night, and as it would be Saturday,
I could stay all night if I wished.
The next night I picked Patsy up at her house around
seven and we ate at the truck stop. While we were
eating I found out why Patsy was not worried about our
being together and someone seeing us and her being
married.
"Calvin, Monday morning, I leave for Korea, and will be
living with Donnie for the next eighteen months. I told
him he was going to be a father. Donnie said I must
come to see live with him, and he is being transferred
to Japan. That is why I don't mind if someone sees us
this evening. I want one night with you in a bed. I
can't say I'm sorry for giving myself to you because
there is no way I will likely ever experience this
feeling again. Darling I hate leaving you and taking
your baby with me, but Calvin, try to understand I'm
married and when I spoke to Donnie, he assumed I got
pregnant before he left."
That night, we had sex in many ways and when the alarm
went off at five Sunday morning, Patsy looked at me and
smiled, and asked, "Want to wake up my cock-a-doodle-
do?"
#
The one girl I shouldn't have given a ride in my 54
Lincoln Capri was a freckled faced red head named
Harriett who was my first cousin. One day my mother
asked me to take two peach pies she'd baked to her
sister's house. My Aunt Rosie was always my favorite
aunt and when I got there she asked if I'd drive her to
town. She also wanted me to watch Harriett while she
attended a meeting at noon and would ride home with my
Uncle Bob, her husband, after he closes his office at
five?
After my aunt got out of the car, Harriett got in the
front with me. I watched as she absent-mindedly sat in
the seat with her legs pulled back and exposing them
nearly to her hips. When Harriett asked me if we could
ride around, I asked her, "Where would you like to go
cuz?"
"Anyplace you want. I've never been alone with a boy
and mom says you have a way with girls? Does that mean
you're ornery and mess around with girls?"
Smiling as I reached out and took her left thigh in my
hand, I squeezed it lightly, telling my cousin,
"Harriett, you're sure getting awfully personal and
what do you think," I asked as I ran my hand all over
her 12 year old leg.
"You shouldn't touch me like that as I might get in
trouble," my cute freckle faced cousin said as she
reached and caught my wrist in her hand.
Even though Harriett was holding onto my wrist I noted
she didn't pull my hand away from her leg. Deciding to
go for broke, I asked my cousin, "Maybe I should take
you to my favorite place and park and we can get in the
back seat and make out."
"Your crazy, but I like you anyway."
I drove to where I liked to swim and it was isolated
and no one ever had shown up while I was at my favorite
place to swim or park. Pulling up under the large
sycamore trees I parked so we would be in the shade.
"So is this okay for you, cuz?"
Harriett didn't say anything in reply and I could see
my preteen cousin was wondering what my next move would
be toward her. I reached over and took Harriett's hand
in mine and kind of pulled her so she knew I wanted her
to sit next to me. When she didn't allow me to pull her
across the seat, I asked, "Why don't you move over next
to me and if you want you can lay your head on my lap?"
"What are you going to do to me," Harriett asked with a
funny sound in her voice?
"Nothing, I just thought it would be nice to have you
sit with me. How about we get in the back seat where it
is more comfortable," I asked as I opened my door and
got out. When my cousin didn't move from where she
seated, I walked around and opened the passenger door
and reached inside the car and took her hand in mine.
"Come on cute one, let's walk to the creek.
Knowing as we walked to the creek, and holding the
small hand of my cousin in my own, I knew once we
returned to the car I would open the back door and she
would get inside. My thoughts were that Harriett might
like the idea something would occur between us, gave me
the upper hand in the taking of my cousin sexually.
While standing by the creek Harriett asked, "Do you
bring lots of girls here to swim?"
"Some, and what say you and I swim cute one?"
"We can't swim we don't have bathing suits with us,"
Harriett replied.
After a few more minutes of conversation between us, I
decided to go for broke and took off my shirt and then
my Levis. Standing in my shorts, I soon had them off as
well and stood before my cousin with one hell of a
hard-on. The look passing across Harriett's face was
priceless as she looked at my cock and I knew she was
fearful and excited in seeing her first hard bone.
"So aren't you going to undress so I can look at how
pretty you are and then we can swim, Darling Harriett?
I'll bet you have a great figure and I want to see how
pretty you are without your clothes, so hurry and
undress."
"Oh I can't - - - will you turn around and not watch me
remove my clothes, please Cal?"
"Sure, if you want that," I answered my cousin. Knowing
about how long it would take her to undress, I turned
and hoped I would catch her pulling her panties off. I
was right on target as Harriett was easing her panties
down her legs as I turned to view her.
"You didn't wait for me to undress..."
"Harriett I couldn't wait any longer as I wanted to see
how pretty you look in the nude. You're sure cute and I
like your freckles all over your chest and boobs you
are getting. Those are neat titties you have cuz."
Before me was a nervous giggling girl and when I looked
at her body I saw how her breasts were in the initial
stage of becoming breast buds. They were no more than
tiny nipples that had just commenced to show any sign
of popping out from her chest.
Glancing downward and over Harriett's body I saw her
tiny waist and there between the top of her legs was
the small slit marking the pussy that someday would be
screwing some guy to death. Harriett hadn't developed
enough to have fatty labia on each side of her pussy
hole.
"Maybe we should get dressed as I feel funny looking at
you, especially your thing sticking out like it is -
Calvin, you've done girls haven't you?" My cousin asked
me as she stood still when I reached out and took her
in my arms, "Are you going to stick that thing of yours
to me?"
"I've done some girls, but you're so cute I can't help
getting a hard-on looking at you," I told Harriett.
While holding Harriett's slender and yet to form a real
shape, I loved feeling her 12 year old body in my arms.
Using my hand I guided my cock between her legs. I felt
her body become tense and listened as she asked, "Are
we having sex now?" Can Harriett be so innocent she
thinks putting a cock between her young legs constitute
sex? My cock got even harder after I had put my cock
between her preteen slender legs.
Even though her legs were slender Harriett's lower
limbs were fleshy with the promise of what her legs
would look like when she was older. The feeling of her
legs against me caused me to move my hand down and
stroke her legs as I held her.
"We're kind of having sex," I said and at the same time
I moved from her and reached down and picked up our
clothes. Without saying anything, I took her hand in
mine and led Harriett to my car.
Once we were standing at the rear driver's side door, I
opened it and saw the look of apprehension and even
more than that, I saw Harriett's eyes had a look of
alarm in them. I knew it was necessary to get in the
car quickly or she might resist. By now I wanted fucked
and knew that doing my young cousin was a dangerous
thing. A cock has a head but no brain I had heard many
times, and now it was coming true on my part.
"Okay cute one, what say we hop in the back of the car?
We won't do anything but hold each other and we can at
least hold hands," I said to my 12 year cousin.
"You won't have real sex with me will Calvin," I heard
my cousin ask and I replied, "Nothing will happen you
don't want."
Once we were in the car, I held Harriett's hand for a
few minutes and then placed her fist on my hard-on. I
could feel Harriett keeping her fist closed until I
finally told her, "You're so cute and I want to feel
what it would be like with your hand on me."
Why my cousin opened her little fist and wrapped my
cock in her grip I will likely never know. Within a few
minutes I was kissing my cousin and feeling her little
nipples and legs and her skin was so smooth and I loved
feeling the top of her tiny sex slot. I loved knowing
she had never been with another guy before me.
Harriett kept her legs crossed and it took some effort
to get them open so I could touch her narrow hole.
Perhaps ten minutes passed before I had her stretched
out on the back seat of my car.
At the last minute I remembered to place the towel
under her hips and I got between her legs. When
Harriett asked, "Calvin, you're going to put it to me,
aren't you? Be honest how bad will it hurt?"
"Yeah, I want to put it in you and get your cherry or
have you fucked before? It will hurt a little when I
get your cherry, but not after that," I lied to the
trembling girl.
Using my hand I worked my cock head up and down between
the small lips on Harriett's hairless pussy. Then I
finally had the head inside her tight hole and started
working it back and forth in her slit. Suddenly I felt
her body jerk and she cried out, "Ohhhh, Calvin
whatever you did hurt - no that hurts," my cousin cried
out when I shoved my cock back inside her pussy and I
knew my cock was pushing against her small cherry.
With a hard shove I drove my cock deep inside
Harriett's pussy and I felt her try to escape from
shoving my cock all the way in her. She was crying and
hitting me with her fist, but I continued fucking the
little twat of my 12 year old cousin who was spread out
under me on the back seat of my car. After a few
minutes I shot a large load of come up her bleeding and
without doubt sore pussy.
After we were done fucking, Harriett got up from the
seat when I moved off her. To my surprise, she jumped
out of the car and ran around in circles in the lane
and grass where we were parked.
Getting out of the car myself, I decided to go wash the
blood and spunk off me. When Harriett ran toward me I
reached out and grabbed her arm. "Here cute one, let me
wash you off in the creek."
Evidently it was only then my cousin noticed the blood
and my come running down her legs. While I held her
left arm, Harriett swung her right arm and her fist hit
me in my left eye. I let go of my cousin and asked her,
"Why in the hell did you hit me in the eye? Shit girl,
I can feel it swelling already and I will most likely
have a black eye for a week."
"I hate you Calvin and I'm sorry for hitting you, but
my thing really hurts. Look, I'm bleeding and there is
stuff running out of me."
Dragging Harriett with me to the creek I washed her off
and after a while she was okay with me holding her. By
now I was hard again and I simply took her to the edge
of the creek and put her on the ground and fucked her
once more. After we cleaned up we dressed and I took
her home.
I was in my room when mom said I had a call. Answering
the phone it was Harriett and she asked me, "Will you
take me to the movies on Saturday night?"
From that time until I left home, I did Harriett once a
week. A few times I tried to get her to let me have
oral sex with her or that she suck me off. Harriett
always refused any oral sex I proposed.
My mom told me one day that Harriett said her father
raped her and her parents divorced. When I confronted
Harriett about her father, she simply told me, "Mom
found out I was having sex and my father had started
doing me when I was 13 years old. So Calvin, when mom
decided from looking at my panties that I was having
sex, I wasn't about to tell her it was you. Mom struck
dad on the head with the rolling pin when he got home
and denied he was doing me."
#
My sister Connie, mom and I went on a trip to New York
to enjoy one more trip together before I left for
college. Connie was to attend a local business school,
although mom wanted her to attend college and at least
study to be a teacher. In New York, the three of us
enjoyed sleeping together for a week, and mom had
gotten to the point of sucking me more than fucking.
During the trip, and over dinner one evening, mom
surprised Connie and I and said she was thinking about
getting married. This was a surprise and a half, and
Connie said in a sarcastic way, "Mom, I didn't know you
were dating, don't you believe your children should
have met the guy - at least once?"
"Your right, and just as soon as I find him you will -
but I have decided I want a husband. Guess I was
married to long and need a man in my life... do you two
have a problem with my decision?"
#
My life during high school revolved around my 54
Lincoln Capri and I loved getting laid during my teen
years. When it was time for the military, I had to
leave my Lincoln Capri, but by then I was able to enjoy
women during my tour of duty.
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