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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Eighth Grade Experiences - 2 (mf, ff, mm, teens, orgy) by Sweetpleezer (idlove2pleaseu@yahoo.com) *** It wasn't easy, but my bisexual 13-year-old friends and I fulfill one of my ultimate fantasies Chapter 2 Thanks for the input. Once again, slow buildup, but worth the wait. After the unbelievable events that had taken place between the four of us, we all needed some time to soak it in. We all lay happily in each others arms, still stoned from all the weed we'd smoked, but also high on the energy created from the fantastic sex, the love that inspired it, and increased because of it. I kept thinking this must be too good to be true. When's the other shoe gonna drop? Then I'd think, no, this is the first thing that feels completely true in my life. After awhile we all started talking again. Everyone seemed to want to know more about each other. The only ones that really knew each other were Michael and Michelle. From some conversation, it was revealed that we'd all had pretty mundane lives up to that point except for Donna. She'd been born in San Francisco at the height of the hippy movement. She never knew who her father was, lived with her mother who had a long-term live-in lesbian lover. By the mid 70's, most of the people who'd moved into the neighborhood were gay men. Donna recounted tales of how she got to know the gay men really well, how they grew to love her, and how kind they were to her. There weren't many children in the neighborhood, and most of the men didn't expect to ever have any children of their own, so they lavished attention on the few that were there. They loved Donna in particular as she was so bright and funny and wise for such a small child. She'd learned quite a bit from listening to conversations on the front porches and steps and parks, all types of subjects. When she was old enough to really understand their culture, including their sexual lifestyle, she would have the men in stitches doing impressions of various guys, or telling someone they just got cruised. (This explained the peculiar speech and mannerisms that she had.) I'd done a fair amount of reading and was exposed to a lot of intelligent conversations between my mother and father before he'd passed away when I was 11. He was a lot older than my mom, in his 40's when they married in 1966. He was a brilliant writer, painter, and musician, but also loved to drink. The last few years of his life were painful to watch as his health deteriorated. Michael and Michelle were both intelligent and artistically creative, but were closer to being "normal" kids than Donna and I. Neither had been exposed too much more than what most kids are in America; TV, school, children's books and games, adults dumbing down conversations with them, ect. So they were more like a clean slate, not sure of who they were or were going to be, but with a lot of potential. So pretty quickly Donna and I started feeling like were like parents to them, or at least much older siblings. We had an instinctive urge to teach them and nurture them, but at the same time recognize that they were unique beings who had been around a lot longer than their bodies. Which leads to the fact that, also, Donna and I shared a lot of the same beliefs and believed in them strongly, such as reincarnation, the existence of other dimensions, karma, the underlying connectedness of everyone, that the planet was slowly or maybe not-so- slowly shifting to a higher consciousness - the age of Aquarius, that there was a God of some sort Who's essence was Love, ect The time came quickly for everyone to go, plans were made to meet the next day, which was Sunday. Everyone hugged and kissed everyone else, and said they really looked forward to seeing each other tomorrow. I arrived a bit earlier again than Michael and Michelle the next day, a bit before 10. Donna immediately french- kissed me pulling me hard against her. I fully realized then that I really loved that Donna had such a powerful personality, that she just naturally took the lead in most cases and did it so well. I enjoyed playing the submissive role, and now I had someone that I trusted would always lead me where I wanted to go. "I've got such an exciting itinerary lined up for us today!" said Donna. "I'm sure it will be incredibly wonderful," I answered. "I don't want to involve any pot today though," Donna said. "It's really awful stuff for the body, coats the brain with THC. My mother's all burnt out on it now, has lost so much of her ability to think. I don't want that to happen to me, I just do it once in a while." "That's cool. We'll get high on love and lust" I said. We made out on the couch for a while. She was wearing just a t-shirt and panties. I played with her breasts and nipples under her shirt. Her breasts were small but with large nipples that were quite sensitive. I began rubbing my hard-on against her thigh, rubbing her mound against my thigh. She hollered "slow down cowboy, whooaaaaa!" with a country-western accent. "I ain't quite ready for that. I guarantee you'll be bowlegged by the end of the day though. I guarandamntee it!" "Yeeeee Haaaaaawwww!" I screamed, just as there was a knock at the door. "Where's my lasso at" I yelled, near the front door. "Ain't it still up yer ass where you left it?" yelled Donna. "Oh yeah, dang" I yelled. "Ok, now we're chimps" I whispered to Donna as I opened the door. Michael and Michelle looked in, dumbfounded, while we screamed and scuffled all over the room like chimpanzees. "English butlers" I whispered on the far side of the room. We made our way back to the door and greeted our guests in with British accents and exaggerated pomp and dignity. A little while later, after more goofing around and chitchat, Donna was explaining a game we were going to play called I-dare-you-to-tell-the-truth. It started pretty tame but then it got to describing our early sexual experiences. Michelle and Michael's stories were about the same. They'd been neighbors their whole life, and thus, playmates from the time they were babies. They looked like twins almost, both with red hair, though Michael's was darker. As early as either could remember they were interested in and experimented with each other's bodies. By the time they were 5 they were "in love," or anyway, very fond of each other. They played doctor and a lot of other games that would give them an excuse to see and touch each other where it felt good. By 8, they would pretend to get married or reenact scenes from TV and movies where there were romantic scenes. This involved a lot of kissing and some rubbing against each other and caressing. This progressed to mutual masturbation by 10, oral sex by 11, and fucking by 12. Both Michelle and Michael's parents knew to some extent what was going on, and at 11 Michael's father had "the talk" with him and ended it with telling him where condoms could be found in the dresser if he needed them. The condoms started disappearing about a year ago. Both Michelle and Michael believed their parents to be highly sexed and possible swingers. They said there was some other stuff they could share, but they'd rather talk about it another time. I told them there wasn't much for me to tell. I had a best friend at 7, a boy, with whom I one day discovered that I was sexually excited with. We'd been running around outside in our underwear. I think he picked up on my excitement and became erect. We played a game of see- if-you-can-tackle-me but it was really see-if-you-can- grab-my-weewee. Both of us grabbed each other's hard penis several times that day. Through the year we progressed to caressing each other through our underwear because it felt good, but nothing further than that. He moved away that summer I turned 8. At 11 and 12 I wanted to have sex with my sister, 4 years younger. After trying to capture her interest several times, I concluded she didn't want to at all. I mentioned my belief that with children, it should always be them that makes the moves. I told them a year ago I'd fooled around with a friend of my sister's named Becky some, but couldn't do much as my sister was always right there. But the girl was definitely interested. we'd play roughhouse games where she'd straddle my leg and other body parts and rub herself on me any chance she could get. And she'd "accidentally" grab my hard cock through my pants whenever she could. Once, on a rare occasion when my sister was not in her room with Becky I put on some sweatpants shorts and nothing else and went in to see Becky with a throbbing hard-on sticking straight out. Becky squealed with delight and immediately the game was to try to pull my shorts down. I let her stretch the front of my shorts way out but not down, and she got a good look at me and said something like "Oh, I can see it!" I reached down into her pants and started feeling her pussy. Then I heard my sister coming so I ran to my room, hunched over trying to hide my incredibly hard cock. I told them I had a few other stories for later too. Then Donna spoke "My mother Kate, and her lover Dianne were total hippies in the late '60's and early '70's. They smoked a lot of pot and did some acid and other stuff, and they spent a lot of time making love. They were extremely happy and loving, though by the mid '70's that was fading. As early as I can remember, they made love all the time right in front of me. They had a large mattress on the living room floor that was their bed, no chairs anywhere, a bunch of pillows. I had a bedroom to myself, but I usually wanted to sleep with them. They showered me with love, but never initiated sex with me. They waited till I wanted to, which was at 6. I had been getting very excited watching them, they derived great pleasure from it and I could feel their powerful love and great happiness and joy. My earliest memory is about 2, I was suckling my mother while Dianne was licking her sex. "By 5 I would sometimes openly masturbate myself to orgasm while watching them. The first time I did anything with them, I kissed Dianne for a long time while we both masturbated. My mother wasn't home. Not long after that I was sucking Dianne's large breasts and nipples while we masturbated each other. Kate came in, discovered us, and said to go ahead, it was ok to make each other feel good. For a while, I didn't have sex with my mother, just had sex with Dianne. Often Dianne would lick and suck me while Kate did it to Dianne, or I would suck Dianne while she did Kate. "Then, I decided I wanted to love my mother in that way as well. One day when Dianne wasn't there, Kate was very horny and started masturbating while I was snuggled up close against her. I started masturbating too and began rubbing my other hand around on her breasts and tummy. We started to kiss, a passionate open-mouthed wet kiss, tongues exploring extensively. We came to orgasm together, moaning into each other's mouths. "From that day, the three of us often made love together. Our favorite position became what we called the love triangle. We formed a triangle so that all of us could suck and be sucked at the same time. When I was 7, one day I was fucking Dianne with my fingers. She kept wanting me to add more fingers. Finally she said to put my whole hand in. This wasn't hard to do as my hand was pretty small. Soon, much of my forearm was in her and she was cumming violently, rubbing her clitoris urgently. Over the next couple of years I often had my arm in one or them, or both arms in both of them at the same time. "When I was 10, Kate got a huge promotion and was transferred to here, so we all moved. By now the drugs were really taking a toll on Dianne, and she was much less loving, and becoming very selfish and self-seeking. My mother was often away now on business, and I was the one who did most of the cooking and cleaning and taking care of Dianne. She was often out, sometimes for several days at a time. I began to lose my desire to have sex with her, and started telling her no a lot of the time. I didn't like to take a submissive role and be told what to do, and the sex began to feel empty now. "Once when she was being particularly obnoxious, practically demanding to have sex, I told her if she didn't stop her unwanted advances on me, I'd call the police and tell them everything. She left the house and I never saw her again. She died a couple days later of a drug overdose. That was about a year ago. She'd been at a party taking huge amounts of a lot of different kinds of drugs." Donna started weeping softly as she finished her story. Michelle, Michael and I went over to comfort her. After a bit, I said, "It wasn't your fault, you did the right thing. It was what fate meant to happen. she's doing fine now." Donna hugged me closer, thanked me for loving and supporting her. A little while later, we were all very horny again. Donna had been giving us a preview of some more childhood experiences she'd had, that she was going to share with us another time. This involved some parties and informal gatherings that often took place in San Francisco at several different mansions. The sex between the adults was confined to a section of the houses that was off- limits to children, but the kids generally had the run of the entire upstairs, and there was usually some sex play going on somewhere up there. When she moved here, Donna was quickly dismayed to learn that a lot of the kids here weren't receptive to her sexual advances. But then she saw that as part of the fun, learning the signs that indicated that a boy or girl would be desirous of such experiences. Developing subtle ways to entice this desire, sometimes desires they weren't yet consciously aware of. Donna announced, "Ok, now we're going to play 'spin the bottle'. Whoever it's pointed at gets to tell a fantasy they want to experience. Then we'll vote on it. If it's unanimous, and the fantasy is physically possible to fulfill, we'll carry on with it." By now, we'd all stripped down to our underwear, Debbie with no top on. The bottle pointed at Michelle first. She obviously didn't want to be the first to have a fantasy fulfilled so she said she wanted to have sex out in the street. intriguing as the idea was, we had to all vote that one down. Then the bottle was pointed at me. I decided to go for broke. "I want everyone in the room to fuck everyone else in the room up the ass." Michelle asked, "Is that possible?" Donna said "We're supposed to vote on it first, then decide if it's possible." We all voted yes. Donna said excitedly, "It is indeed possible," and quickly left the room. Michael and Michelle looked incredibly excited as we waited expectantly. "Have you ever done this before?" I asked them. "I've done it to her but she's never done it to me," Michael said, voice shaking with desire. "Looks like we're all anally fixated," I said, half to myself "What do you mean?" Michelle asked. "Most people are supposedly either anally, orally, or phallicly fixated, which largely influences what turns us on, though sometimes we can have more than one of these," I said. Debbie returned with two strap-on dildos. Michelle and Donna looked at them in wonder like they'd never seen such a thing. I'd only read about them in books, such as "Delta of Venus," by Anais Nin. Debbie started putting one onto Michelle after removing her panties. Then she put her own on. Then Donna and Michelle stood close, admiring each other's "new look." They had their arms around each other, bodies far enough apart so they could look down at each other's "penises." They swiveled their hips back and forth a little, making the 6" dildos rub and bump each other sexily. The bases of the cocks were centered directly over their clits. They grasped each other and began to push into each other, massaging the bases of the cocks into their clits. I got some lube and started working a finger into Donna's ass, then handed it to Michael who did the same to Michelle. The girls seemed to want to go first. Donna lay on her back on the bed. Michelle straddled her, facing Donna. I held the soft rubber "cock" steady while Michelle slowly eased herself onto it. Soon she was riding slowly up and down on it ecstatically, her "cock" jutting out and waving around. I pulled off Michael's underwear and said I wanted him inside me. I'd put a few things in my butt before like carrots, carved large potatoes and other various things, but I'd been longing for the day when I'd feel a real, hot cock in me. He lay on the bed and I straddled him with my ass near his face. He started working a lube- covered finger into me, I rubbed oil on his cock. I watched the girls, they both were getting close to cumming. Donna looked to be jerking Michelle's "cock," but was really bumping it against Michelle's clitoris. Michelle was working Donna's "cock" into Donna's own clit, sometimes moving up and down, sometimes back and forth, sometimes around and around in a circular motion. Michelle started into a powerful climax, half moaning, half screaming, moving wildly all around on the strap-on. Donna started cumming then, more gently, but quite sexily. I needed it badly. I turned around and eased Michael's cock into me, using the same position the girls had. I sat all the way down on it, balls resting on his belly, cock fully erect. Donna was by now watching closely on her hands and knees, face near my cock. Michelle got behind her on the large bed, and started lubing her bottom. I started fucking myself on Michael's cock. The feeling was exquisite. Michael and I looked into each other's eyes lovingly and with great lust, as I picked up the tempo. Michelle couldn't resist anymore and started sucking my cock. I started moving more back and forth instead of up and down, so that Donna could just lay her head on Michaels belly while my cock moved in and out of her mouth in rhythm to the fucking motions. By now Michelle was fucking Donna's ass doggy style. My ecstasy built to an incredible crescendo, I was moaning continuously, feeling like a girl getting fucked for the first time. I felt hot cum squirting into me and suddenly the most intense orgasm I'd ever had wracked me violently. Donna moved her mouth off me to watch me cum. I sprayed an incredible amount of cum all over Michael. I felt like my whole body was having an orgasm instead of just my cock, and it lasted for a much longer time than usual. Donna then moved to her back and pulled her legs way back in the air. Michelle mounted her and plunged in and out of her slick ass while Donna moved her own "cock" out of the way and started rubbing her huge clit directly. I wanted feel Donna's clit for myself so I started rubbing with a little oil. She guided my fingers over her the way she liked it best, which was with a finger on either side of her clit squeezed together and sliding back and forth. I looked in amazement at how big and long it got, bigger than my thumb. Michael was on her other side, sucking and squeezing her huge nipples. Soon Donna had a violent orgasm of her own, thrashing and screaming in ecstasy. Then Michelle and Michael lay on their backs, ready for some cock. I eased into Michelle while Donna entered Michael. I was incredibly turned on watching sweet red- haired Michelle's beautiful, innocent face fill with pleasure and lust as I pumped her tight butt. I moved fully in and out of her, changing tempo, feeling like I had full control over my cock now that I'd relieved some of the pressure. Donna was thoroughly enjoying fucking Michael, verifying that they had a tremendous sexual chemistry, as I was also discovering with Michelle. She said, "Fuck me harder," putting her legs around my back. I did it, and she started cumming hard, gasping "Oh yeah, fuck my butt, it feels so good," and crying and moaning out. I switched with Michelle, Donna switched with Michael. By now we were all in a frenzy of anal lust, sighing, gasping, moaning, sweating, breathing hard. Michelle was fucking me, Michael fucking Donna. It turned me on to no end seeing this young teenage girl over me, sliding in and out, her lust-filled face close to mine, red hair dancing on my shoulders, her saying things like, "ooh, you like it deep don't you," and "you love being a little sissy-girl for me don't you?" Me saying, "Yes, I'm your little girl-slut. I love feeling your dick in my tight little ass." Donna and Michael were talking dirty in a similar manner, Donna and Michelle started cumming again, Michael and I wanted to hold off and just cum once more. After some calculating, it was determined that I needed to do Michael, then Michelle and Michael needed to do each other and Donna and I likewise. I wanted to try Michael with him on his stomach. I eased into him while putting my arms around him and nuzzling his neck, hair and ears. His hands locked with mine underneath him. I went in and out steadily, enjoying the feeling of his soft butt-globes on either side of my cock. He was moaning in ecstasy as his cock slid on the silk sheet as I fucked him. I whispered in his ear what a sweet boy he was, how much I loved him, and how good it felt to be inside him. I had to stop because I felt liken both he and I were about to cum. I just stayed on him for a while, all the way in, throbbing. The girls were rubbing us tenderly, lovingly. Finally we parted and joined our respective partners for the final act. Donna said "I think we'll have to put the rest of our fantasies on hold after this. Whew!" I wanted to try sitting on Donna's cock with both of us sitting up, facing each other, holding each other close. Michelle sat on Michael's cock in the same fashion. We slowly rocked back and forth, deeply filled up, kissing tenderly, it felt incredibly good, grinding my ass onto that cock. I felt like I was holding steady at that point of being just about to cum, when in actuality I wasn't close to cumming yet. I knew about the g-spot that men and women have in their ass, and the rubber cock was hitting it just right. Donna and I continued kissing, moaning into each other's mouths, saying we loved each other. Finally we were ready for the climax of the fantasy. I said I wanted to try a position I'd read about that requires a comfortable armchair for each couple. Donna thought it over, then said we could use the den. I sat on one of the chairs and had Donna sit on my cock on top of me. Michelle sat in the other chair and Michael sat on her. I explained that the position called for the person on top to do the moving around, and the person underneath to manipulate the other's genitals and breasts. Soon we were all ecstatically fucking, moaning loudly. Donna moved her incredibly sexy ass all around, up down, and back and forth on my raging cock, while I rubbed her oily, sweaty, juicy pussy and huge clitty. Michael was riding Michelle in a similar fashion, Michelle jerking Michael's cock. Then we all noticed that Donna's mother was standing in the doorway, Eyes glazed with lust, robe undone, hands busy in her panties and on her small breasts with large nipples. Donna managed to gasp out "hi mom," and continued. Donna's mother sort of staggered a little, knees buckling with lust, and she slumped to the floor, continuing to masturbate. I looked at Michael and Michelle, bodies completely slicked with oil and sweat, in the throes of complete ecstasy, Michael slamming himself onto Michelle, Michelle jacking Michael's cock hard. Donna was beside herself, like she was possessed, cumming violently, screaming out, juice gushing out of her onto my balls. I came with a roar, bucking violently, emptying my cum deep inside Donna's bowels, sliding her meaty pussy all around with my hand. Michael and Michelle went off, cum squirting everywhere, screaming with ecstasy. Donna's mother was cumming, saying, "Oh my God," panting and shuddering. Then we all slumped to the floor, exhausted but filled with amazement and wonder. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 20