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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. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 47