d went to the local burger joint and grabbed 3 burgers and cokes for the kids. 

When I got back Jean was playing on the floor with the kids and Becky was in the front bath running a comb through her hair.  Becky wasn't showing any signs of age, nor was she holding any fat from previously giving birth to our youngest a couple of years ago.  She could still make me as hard as granite, but getting her 'to give it up' took more time than I was willing to put out. On the weekends we made love way into the early morning, but during the week, I was lucky to get any sex at all.

Becky and I waved to Jean and the kids and told her how she could get ahold of us in an emergency and Jean said everything would be fine, and she'd let us know IF she needed anything.  We walked out the door and got into the car and drove off to the community meeting.  Once we got there, we started conversations with our neighbors concerning the neighborhood watch programs that were recently implimented, and who's lawns were looking the best this year.  Before we knew it the meeting was rolling along and it was getting late.  We excused ourselves saying the babysitter needed to get home, and we had work in the morning as well as the people we were chatting with.

We loaded back in the car and hummed to the music on the radio as we drove the short drive back home.  Becky said that she enjoyed the few hours out of the house, even IF it was just for a community meeting.  I smiled at her and said, "Well now that you know Jean is available and perfectly capable, why don't you use her more often, and spend a little more quaility time on yourself?"  Becky said,"I just may do that!"   We pulled into the driveway, and Becky quickly said "Ahhh shoot, I promised I'd make cupcakes for Katie's daycare, and I don't have those little cups that you cook them in.  I need to go to the store and get them....Mind IF I go alone?"  "No, I said, go right ahead, I'll let Katie know where you've gone, and call her mother and let her know that I'll drop her off after you get back."  I leaned over and kissed her, and left the car running as Becky came around and got into the driver's seat.  "Be back in about 20 minutes," she said. 

I walked into the house, and Jean was sitting on the couch watching some late night comedy show, and she nearly jumped through the roof when I came around the corner.  "Sorry I scared you,"  I said.  "The meeting was a little long, and we both have an early morning, but Becky had to run to the store to get some things, she'll be right back and then I'll take you home." 

"That's ok" Jean said.  "I like being here, would you mind IF sometime I spent the night and played with the kids the next day?"  "I'll have to check with my Mom and you'll have to find out IF it's ok with Becky, but I really would enjoy it, as there aren't many kids living in this community."  I smiled and thought that she was giving me ideas and then the idea of Becky getting some free time away from the kids might give her more time for herself and maybe that would make her think twice about being so tight-assed at night with me.

"i'm going to step outside in the backyard and have a smoke, would you mind?"  "No" Jean answered, "can I come out there with you?  It's kinda warm in here, and the kids are asleep." 

We stepped out into the backyard and I lite my cigarette, and pulled the first of many drags deep into my lungs.  "Nasty habit I wish I never had started."  I said.  Jean smiled and just looked at me, kicking her feet in the soft grass and watching the stars in the sky.  She was wearing a cute flowered shirt with elastic at the neckline and a beige pair of shorts, and had a worn pair of flip-flops on her feet.   There was a picnic table in the back yard and the only light was the back porch light that glowed with a dim gleam.  "How's school?" I asked, making small talk.  "School is school, I don't like many of the kids there.  They are all too stuck up for me."  she answered.  "Yeah, I understand".  I answered, even though I didn't as I was one of the popular kids when I attended.  (which now seemed like an eternity ago).  "What's your plans for the future?'"  (Gee I felt like a high school councelor asking these dumb questions, but I didn't know what else to say to make conversation with this 15 looking year old girl.)  "I seem to enjoy being around your kids and other kids so much I think I'm gonna take some early childhood classes in college and get my degree to become a preschool teacher," she answered, and I smiled, thinking she'd make a good one.

 "How much longer you got in school?" I asked.  "Just one more year," she  answered.  She sure didn't look 17 to me....as I said she resembled a 15-year old to me.  The night was getting cool and she shivered a bit as a lite breeze floated by us.  She rubbed her arms trying to bring the blood and warmth up to the surface.  As she did this her breasts danced inside her shirt, showing that she wasn't wearing a bra.  This made my cock jump against the zipper of my pants and I rocked my hips back trying to keep from showing her that she was having some type of an effect on me.  "It's getting cold out again....looks like we're in for an early winter", I said.  'Man  I sounded weird', I thought to myself.  "Shall we go inside, Becky will probably be back in a bit" I suggested.  "Can we stay oustide just a few more minutes Mr. Brown?  I'm really not ready to go back inside just yet".  "Please call me Tim," I suggested; "Mr. Brown was my dad."  "Tim" she replied like she was trying it out on her lips.  With that she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me running her tongue over my lips and nudging my mouth open.  "MMMMMMM" she mewed as our tongues wrestled with one another.  "I've always wanted to kiss an older man".  I stepped back, thinking 'I really shouldn't be doing this especially since my kids are asleep not 40 feet away and my wife is on her way home from the grocery store.'  She pulled my hands up and cupped her soft breasts with my hands, and then pulled her hands away and grabbed my belt loops to pull me closer to her while she rubbed the buldge building between us.  "I want to experience making love with an older man", she said as she rubbed against me, again kissing me with the expertice of a much older woman.  She slid down kneeling in front of me, and I swear the neighborhood could hear the sounds as her hand found the front of my pants and pulled the zipper down.  Her hand quickly found my growning penis, and she slipped it out into the cool night air.  Her warm tongue and soft mouth quickly engulfed my tip, and my hips became alive as I slide deeply into her mouth and down into her throat.  "OH GOD, Mr......Tim" she mouthed.  "I knew you'd taste good, but not this good."  All I could do is look down and see this beautiful young thing, with her nipples jutting out like tacks, swallowing my cock and shaft, sucking me deep to the balls.  "Jean, IF you don't stop this, you're gonna make me cum, and I don't want to do this here and now."  I said.  "IF not now, then when," she looked up at and said; and continued her tongue thrashing against the underside of my shaft.  I knew that I was gonna cum soon, and quick IF I didn't do something soon, so I pulled from her suctioning mouth, and popped the button on her shorts and grabbed the waistband of her panties, and in one quick motion pulled them down to her ankles.  I pushed her back against the edge of the picnic table and dove into her steaming box like a tiger attacking a rare steak. 

I pressed my nose deep into her slit and inhaled her womanly scent and roared as my tongue lavished her hot box.  The juices were collecting on the tip of my tongue and I swallowed like someone who had been on a desert island without water.  She rolled her hips and pressed my lips against her pubic bone, and I took two fingers and shoved them deep into her slit.  She rode me like a bronco, making the table rise and fall.  I pushed it back on four legs and held her down as she continued to hump against my face.  My cock was now hard as concrete and aimed at the underneath side of the table.  I stood up and looked at Jean with a look that asked 'ready?'.  She was already laying back and pulled her knees up and drapped them over my shoulders and shook her head 'yes'.  I pointed the tip of my cock at the entrance of her box and gave a smooth slip until just the tip slid into her.  I asked her IF she had ever done this before, and she just shook her head 'no' but she was ready now.  Her pussy lips gripped the head of my cock and I gave a bigger shove until I was at her hymen.  I told her it would hurt for a second, but afterwards she would love it.  "Just do it, and do it NOW".  she said.  I gave one hard shove and slide into her well-oiled cunt.  With a couple of deep thrusts I was banging her cervix and rubbing the walls of her cunt.  "OOOOOOHHHHHH GOD TIM, YOU FEEL SO GOOD!!! YOURE HITTING SO DEEP"  OH BABY, I LOVE THIS CUNT" I said as I continued to slam home deeper and deeper into her box.  I could feel the tingles of impending cum rushing up towards the tip of my hot cock.  "I'M GONNA CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" I yelled.  "NO, NOT INSIDE, I'M NOT ON THE PILL".  "No worries", I said.  "I had a vasectomy when Katey was born."  With that I blew stream after stream of hot cum deep inside her, all the while chewing and sucking her hard nipples.  I pulled my withering cock from her hot box, and kissed her softly on the lips as Jean sat up and wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me close.  "OH MY GOD, I knew it would be good, but not that good".  "You better get straightened up and ready to go as I'm sure Becky is gonna be here soon to take you home." I reminded her.  "Can it be you who takes me home, it'd be a whole lot more fun." 

Just as I got my pants back up on my hips and Jean got her shorts buttoned and her shirt back on, we heard the beep-beep of the car horn.  We went through the house and out the front door.  "Go ahead and go into the house and start those cupcakes for Katey's daycare and I'll run Jean home", I said.  "Thanks hun" Becky said and grabbed the bags out of the backseat.  Jean got in the passenger seat and I in the driver's seat.  "Talk to Becky about my sitting more often for you guys, and I'll do my best to make the best of it for both of us; IF you get my drift" Jean said as her hand rubbed over my again rising groin.  I pulled up in front of her house and she leaned over and sunk her tongue deep into my mouth, and rubbed my cock again.  She leaned across the seat and kissed the tip through my pants.  "I can't wait until next time.  You're gonna take my ass virginity too!" 

I pulled away from the curb as she ran up the walkway and into the front door blowing me a kiss upon entering her door.  My cock gave an appreciative nudge against the zipper and I hummed along with the song on the radio as I drove back home.  I can't wait until the next community meeting. 

   

 

nt shopping and took the kids with them, or maybe to the park."  We have two small children; a boy and a girl. 

I went into the kitchen and pulled a beer from the fridge and popped the top as I started up the stairs.  I kicked my shoes off in front of the door; Becky hated when I did that, but hell I'll pick them up when I come back down.  I pulled the tail of my shirt out of the waistband of my pants, and started undoing the buttons.  I stepped into the bathroom and unzipped and let my pants slide down and kicked them off, and reached inside my briefs and grabbed my pecker and aimed it at the toilet.  A stream of warm pee rushed into the water, and I shook it a couple of times to release the drip.  I pulled my briefs off and finished undressing and glanced at my tight chest and abs, and playfully flexed in the mirror before reaching for the shower door. 

"Nice...." I heard.  I jumped with a startle, not realizing there could be someone else in the house with me.  I turned to see who was in the room, and there stood Jean.  She was wearing a white t-shirt and creme colored shorts.  I think they were the same one's she was wearing the night she babysit for us and we had sex in the backyard on the picnic table.  "Oh....Hi" I stuttered, I wasn't expecting anyone in here.  I was just gonna take a shower to cool down."  "Why...I like you when you're HOT..." she giggled.  "mind IF I join you?"  Is that your car in the drive? I asked.  "Yeah, Mom bought it for me as an early graduation present so I get back and forth from State safely." She started raising her t-shirt over her head exposing her hard tits to my watering mouth.  As I said earlier, I couldn't get the thoughts of a 17-year old tight virgin giving herself to me out of my mind, but here she was doing it again.  "Where's Becky,?" I asked "and the kids?"  "Becky called me to watch the kids, as she wanted to take a day at the spa, and I gave the kids a snack and put them down for a nap.  I was hoping you'd come home before her, as I have thought of nothing but you since our last time together, and remember, I promised you my ass." 

She finished stripping off her shorts and panties and stood before me in the doorway of the bathroom.  I watched as she slid her clothes down her well-toned hips and then noticed that she had shaved all the pubic hairs from her cute snatch.  "LIKE?" she asked as she saw me looking at her.  "MMMMMM Love!" was all I could muster to say as my mouth began to water.  I pulled her forward and she wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed herself into my crotch, rubbing herself against my growing dick.  I opened the shower door and turned on the water, and pushed her into the stream.  We kissed while the water glissened off her firm breasts and the cool water made her nipples stand erect as I palmed each breast lifting them up and rolling them against her chest.  She run her hands down my back and pulled my crotch towards her  as she humped her hips against me.  She rubbed down my butt, and between my legs, and believe me it felt so good as Becky believed that an ass was something that was only for excreting the waste from the body.  Yes, Becky and I had a good sex life, but I couldn't get her experiment and sex was only a stress relief now that the kids were around.

I again wanted Jean's mouth wrapped around my cock, but I wanted her to want it also.  I took the bottle of liquid soap and squeezed a gererous amount in my palms and rubbed them together creating foam.  I started at her shoulders and worked the foam down her firm stomach.  I ran my fingers across her newly-shaved crotch and I must admit it felt wonderful.  She rocked her hips towards my fingers, but I just continued to rub her mound, squeezing the folds and rubbing back and forth towards her vaginal lips.   I ran my hands around her waist and across the hills of her buttocks, and slid a finger down towards her anus.  She drew in a breath, and I could tell she was enjoying this as much as I was.  I returned my fingers to her erect clit and pinched and pulled it, again acheiving a gasp of air from her mouth.  She smiled at me and kissed me again dancing her tongue across mine. 

I moved my hands back to her shoulders and pressed her down to a knelling position and she knelt on her knees knowing what I was after.  She grasped my cock firmly in her warm hand, pointed it at her mouth, and sunk me to my balls, swallowing me firmly in her throat.  I growled a low growl in my throat as her mouth was so soft and warm, and felt so good.  I laced my fingers in her hair and started rocking my hips bumping my balls against  her chin and my pubic bone against her nose.  She was making slurping sounds, and water was running over my chest down towards her face.  I turned some to keep the water from drowning her, and as I rubbed the sides of her cheecks I could feel the ridge of my cock head bumping in her cheecks.  This girl really knew what she was doing in the cock-sucking department.  I felt the first tingles of an impending burst of cum rushing up my rigid cock and I knew she was in for a flood of cum.  "I'm gonna cum...." I said looking down at her face.  "Good...." was all she said.  She sucked harder making a suction as the streams of cum slid down her throat.  I turned the shower off and lead her out into the bedroom.  I draped a towel around my waist, and tossed her a couple of towels for her hair and body.  I grabbed my beer and finished it off, and told her I'd be right back.  I stepped into the hallway and went down the hall and opened the children's doors and looked in.  Each child was curled in a fetal position, and little Katey was sucking her thumb.  I stepped back into the hallway and picked up the phone, and called Becky's cellphone.  "Hi hun.  Just got home and Jean informed me that you were at the spa.  Enjoying?"  "Oh yesssss," she hissed into the phone.  Gonna be here probably another 45 minutes to an hour, you ok?"  "Oh yeah sure," I lied.  "The kids are napping and I'm just lounging around the house.  See you when you're done, Enjoy!"  "Oh I will and I hope you enjoy your free afternoon," she giggled.  "I'll stop and pick up some chinese when I'm done, Luv ya."  "Luv you too.  See you then."  I hung up the phone and stopped at the linen closet and grabbed a blanket and headed back into the bedroom.  Jean was just coming out of the bathroom and wrapping her hair in the towel. 

"What's that for?" she asked about the blanket I had under my arm.  "I'm gonna put it on the bed so there's no suspect material left on the bedsheets; and IF so, I can tell Becky that Katey spilled juice on the blankets, and I'm gonna take your ass virginity......that is IF you're still up to it?"  "Oh you devil," she giggled.  "you think of everything."  She crawled upon the bed and wagged her tight ass in front of me.  My cock immediately sprung back to  it's ragging hardness state.  I stepped back into the bathroom and grabbed the bottle of baby oil that Becky used on Katey after her bath and poured some in my hand and started fisting my cock.  I stepped to the side of the bed where Jean was and rubbed the remainder of oil from my hand around her  ass muscle and took my finger and dipped it into her hole to the first knuckle. 

Her ass grabbed my finger and it seemed to suck it directly into it's depths.  She was so warm and tight, that my cock gave an approving tap against my belly.  I leaned into her bottom and stuck my nose and lips against her pussy and rubbed the tip of my tongue over her clit.  She pressed her hips back into my face, and gave an approving purr.  "OH TIM.....yes....but I want you to fuck my ass!"  "Oh sweetie, that is my plan." I answered.   I lined my cock up with her ass and pushed against her until just the head of my cock lodged where my finger was.  "OHHHHHHH, she gasped.  "I knew it was gonna feel good, but GOD, this feels wonderful!" she gasped as she thrust her hips back and impelled herself fully on my cock.  I pulled back and again slid smoothly back into her with the aid of the baby oil.  I grabbed her hips and began thrusting hard and strong making my balls slap against her hard globes of ass.  We were both beginning to sweat and the sweet sounds of my crotch slapping against her was sounding off the walls and we were both grunting like rutting pigs.  Jean was balancing on one arm, and was busy rubbing her clit between us, and the slouching sounds of her wet pussy were really turning me on.  I began to feel my balls tightening again, and I didn't want to cum just yet, but it hit me between the eyes like hitting a brick wall.  My jets of cum plumetted against the walls of her rectum and on the outward strokes air escaped making a 'farting' noise.  We both laughed and I slid out of her tight recesses.  She rolled to her back and I fell on top of her, kissing her lips and nose as we came back to earth from the blissful trip we just took.  I pushed myself up and stood, and turned to the dresser and retreived my shorts that I originally intended to change into when I first came home, and slid them up my nude hips. I tucked my cock and balls into the side and turned and looked at Jean, who was still laying and breathing very deeply.  "You should probably get dressed and be going too," I warned her.  "Becky should be coming home soon." 

Jean stood and went into the bathroom and picked up the clothes that she shed in the doorway and slipped them back on after going to the bathroom and brushing out her hair.  I hugged her and we kissed again, as she walked into the hallway.  I gathered up the blanket from the bed and straightened the covers on the bed, and returned the bottle of oil back into the bathroom.  I gave the room one last glance before I headed to the kids rooms and woke them up, kissing each one on the top of the head, and telling them that Mommy would be home soon.  Jean waved and blew me a kiss as she went out the front door and I noticed she skipped to her car and applied lip gloss on her firm lips as she waited for the car to idle down.  I took the kids down the stairs and put the blanket in the washer. 

Just about the time I exited the washroom Becky pulled up in the driveway.  She looked refreshed and shined like a new penny.  When she came in the house she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my back and said, "Thanks for the afternoon, I really enjoyed it."  I kissed her on the lips and smiled back at her and said "I did too!"   She asked me If Jean had been paid for the afternoon, and I assurred her that Jean had been paid very well, I told her that I even gave her a 'small bonus' for staying the whole afternoon, and I smiled smugly knowing the truth of the matter.

Jean is now going to State college, but she comes back every month to visit her mother, and stops in to see how the kids are doing.  Maybe I can convience Becky to have another day at the spa while Jean and I find ways to enjoy the afternoons, and maybe slip in a couple more bonuses!   

summer, I put together a flyer offering to babysit and sent it home with several of the students.

Bobby was one of those kids. He had thick black, curly hair and sparkling brown eyes. His favorite song was "The Wheels on the Bus." His favorite color was red. He wore a baseball cap every day. He could hardly color within the lines and he ran in a rolling lope like an adolescent puppy. When we went swimming, he was afraid to put his face under the water. He also developed a crush on one of the other assistant counselors, Carrie. He walked around with picture she colored and gave to him, saying "Carrie’s my gurl. Carrie’s my gurl."

Bobby’s parents called me and asked me to stay with him one evening. His family was terrific! As soon as I came into the house, Bobby came running to me, calling "Dido! Dido!" I was thrilled that he remembered me. My real name's Diane.

I learned that Bobby loved Nascar. I also learned that he was very small for his age. His mother told me he just had his fifteenth birthday! All along, I’d thought he was only about eleven. Mentally, he was quite a bit younger than that. But I wasn’t an expert on special ed. I was just trying to make a little extra money and I was hoping my summer experience would count for something.

I sat with him in front of The Bionic Man and colored in his Matchbox coloring book. He went in his room and brought out that colored page from summer and chanted, "Carrie’s my gurl."

"I know she is. You miss seeing Carrie?"

He nodded with his lip sticking out.

"Dido, potty."

"You have to go potty?"

He nodded.

"Well go ahead."

He ran off. I heard a door slam.

A few minutes later I heard, "Uh oh! Uh oh! Dido, uh oh!"

"Just a minute, Bobby."

I knocked on the door even though it was ajar, and I pushed it open.

He’d made a mess. He must have gotten into his mother’s mascara. When I came into the room, he pointed to a black smear on his leg. "Uh-oh."

"Bobby, you need to take a bath." I turned on the water. "Honey, take off your clothes."

Bobby took his clothes off and stood with his hands covering his penis. He started to giggle.

"I’m not looking." I assured him.

I did notice he was starting to grow hair on his chest and his pubic area. I found a towel and a washcloth for him in a closet. There were several boats and a plastic car in the tub and he settled in and started splashing his hands against the surface of the water.

"Here’s the soap. You make sure you scrub that stuff off your leg." I walked to the toilet and picked up his clothes and threw them in the hamper. "I’m going to get your pajamas, Bobby. I’ll be right back."

When I came back into the bathroom, he was looking at me with a funny look on his face. I looked into the tub. His penis was fully engorged, and he was poking at it. It was enormous!

"Oh Bobby, don’t do that. Let’s have a boat race." I sat down by the tub and pushed a red plastic speed boat across the water to him.

He put both hands on his dick and grasped it and forced it forward, looking at it with admiration.

It was something to admire.

At age seventeen, I hadn’t seen a lot of dicks. I hadn’t seen much but little boys when they needed diapers changed, or my ten-year-old brother when he rushed from the shower to grab a towel. I’d had experimental sex one time with a boyfriend, Henry, but that was a year ago, before his family moved to Portland, in the blackness of the back seat of his car. There wasn’t time to study his erection before he came.

I couldn’t help looking at Bobby's dick. The head was full and purple. The shaft was pale, a little redder at the base and along the bottom. It bowed from his lap almost to his belly button. It was beautiful!

I’d started dating my boyfriend when he was fifteen and his dick was way smaller than Bobby’s. I held the plastic speed boat and bumped Bobby in the knee. "Hey!" I said, "Let’s have a race."

Bobby giggled and got a blue speed boat from the soap dish. "Zoom! Zo-o-o-oom!" he shouted and started pushing the boat. I forced myself to not look at him below his shoulders and pretty soon we were both smiling and pushing little boats around the tub. His erection subsided.

Whew!

I handed him the soap and a washcloth. "Let’s get you to bed."

He scrubbed his feet and his bottom. I held his towel open while he finished, and then wrapped him in the towel. He dried off.

"Sippers!" he said.

I went into his room to find his slippers.

A half hour later, I was sitting next to the bed reading his favorite story. Then it was time to turn out the light.

"Kiss-Kiss? Dido. Kiss-Kiss?"

I leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "G’night, Honey."

He gave me a kiss back, and it was on the lips.

I turned off the reading lamp, made sure his night light was glowing and closed the bedroom door.

Then I stood with my back against the door and let out a sigh of relief. I hadn’t even realized I was holding my breath.

I got out my homework and started checking my geometry solutions against the answers listed in the back section of the textbook.

About twenty minutes later, I allowed myself to lay on the couch and think about what had happened. For some reason, it had never occurred to me that Bobby would have such a man-sized cock stuck on a body with a five-year-old mind. And it was a monster of a cock. Especially to me, with my whopping repertoire of one conquest.

I closed my eyes and I couldn’t get the image of that throbbing purple head out of my mind. I could imagine the warmth of the water enveloping his body, and see how he thrust it about like a fire hose. I could hear the babyish cry of his "Zoom! Zo-o-om!" echoing in my thought.

God. What a waste.

 

It was a couple weeks before Bobby’s family called me again to babysit. In that time, my silly thoughts flew to that image over and over. It haunted my dreams. I dreamed of Bobby at summer, needing help to hold the bat so that he could hit the softball, only when I tried to help him follow through on his swing, we were both holding that glorious cock of his. Then he was holding up his Matchbox coloring book page that I had signed and personalized with a happy face, singing, "Dido’s my gurl! Dido’s my gurl!"

The dreams were strangely erotic and I woke up more than once with a tingle between my legs.

Bobby was in the car when his parents came to get me. "Dido!" he called. "Dido’s my gurl!" he told his father, very excited.

I blushed, and climbed into the car. "I’m your girl now, huh?"

He nodded, a grin from ear to ear.

There were car races on the television when we got to his house and he settled in to watch, shouting with glee when certain cars were in the lead. I listened to his mother’s quick instructions for making dinner and then they left. I sat down to watch the race with Bobby and he grabbed my hand.

How sweet! Oh but how awkward. My head was spinning. I was having these crazy erotic thoughts about little Bobby and his big man-dick. Even though I knew better, did he know better? He was clinging to my hand, announcing that I was his "gurl" and I just sat there next to him and took it in. Since Henry, I hadn’t had anyone announce to the world that I was his "gurl" and even with Henry, it was pretty much a hush, hush, you-don’t-need-to-tell-anyone-that-I-like-you sort of arrangement. I was just a dull seventeen year old with raging hormones, trying to remind myself that even though Bobby was plenty old enough to have a girlfriend, he wasn’t "old" enough to have a girlfriend.

And I kept thinking about that monster in his pants.

I asked him to help me in the kitchen. He showed me where to find the pan and we boiled water and made hotdogs. There was jello salad in the fridge, and a bag of chips on the counter. I ate some carrots, but Bobby wrinkled up his nose and wouldn’t touch them.

It was different between us. Bobby had decided I was his "gurl" and he kept trying to put me in a position where it felt a little too intimate. He wanted to put his arm around me on the couch. I really wasn’t comfortable with that, and I kept changing seats, but he kept scooting next to me. "Dido’s my gurl." He was so happy! I didn’t want to burst his bubble.

And quite honestly, after a year of having no one pay me any mind, it was a little flattering. Even if it was only Bobby.

Then it was time to go to bed. I told him to get a book, and he picked the same one, about the baseball player named Fred, so I read to him while I sat in the chair beside his bed.

About halfway through the book, he started giggling. "Uh-oh!"

"What?"

His eyes were so bright and happy. He pointed.

I looked down.

Uh-oh. There was that monster dick again. Straining against his pajamas. I could see the outline of that beautiful head, just about to burst. He was twitching it with muscles from within, making it flick against his leg.

"Bobby." I couldn’t take my eyes away. "You shouldn’t be doing that. You need to stop."

I forced myself to look at the book and turn the page.

"Dido, look."

I glanced up. He’d pulled his cock out of the top of his pajama pants and it was full and draping in a sweet arc against his belly.

I started reading again. But Bobby wasn’t listening.

I needed to stop pretending. It was Bobby. Bobby didn’t pretend something was going on that wasn’t. In this case, Bobby wasn’t trying to pretend that he didn’t have a log of an erection laying on his leg when he did.

Then I don’t know what came over me. I ached to have Bobby be an ordinary fifteen-year-old with a dick that was throbbing and beckoning for ME. Me, a plain Jane sort of a girl who babysat handicapped children on Saturday nights instead of going on dates. I yearned to have a mature mouth kiss me and muscular arms that draped around me when I sat on the couch. I was so lonely!

I missed Henry and I didn’t understand why I didn’t seem to appeal to anyone else. I had regular-looking brown that fell softly across my shoulders when I took it down and C-cup breasts ready to bust out beneath my buttoned blouse. I had a soft mouth and I didn’t think my breath smelled bad. And I knew that given the right circumstances, my pussy would get sodden and I could learn to fuck like a wild thing.

But this wasn’t the right time. I looked at the HotWheel sheets on his bed. This wasn’t the right place. This definitely was not the right boy.

But he was took my hand. "Kiss-Kiss?" His lips were puckered, rather comically. I smiled and looked away. This was so absurd. It was absolutely ludicrous that I had hormones raging through my loins.

And he did too.

He might be mentally very young, but his cock was bulging and his crotch was sprouting black bristles of pubic hair. It was confusing. And if it was confusing to me to have these feelings coarsing through my veins, how did it feel to him?

Then I did the unforgivable.

"Take your pajamas off." I said quietly. He looked at me kind of funny, but lifted his hips while I slid plaid pajama bottoms down over his butt. His dick brushed my hand when I took hold of the elastic waist band. I was hyper aware of exactly where his dick was and how it was barely brushing against me. I wanted to play with that thing!

I took it in my mouth. "O--oh," he sighed. I opened my eyes and looked at his face. He was fascinated. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was hanging open. "Wow," he said.

This was crazy. What was I doing?

He didn’t talk enough to tell anyone what I was doing. Was I raping him? Probably. I looked at his face. Did he care?

Hell no. He didn’t care. He was smiling and laughing. "Dido!"

I licked his dick, swirling my tongue across the sensitive tip.

He moaned.

I put my hand on the base and directed it into my mouth. I’d never really given anyone a blow job but I had a good idea what was involved. I started stroking my hand up and down the shaft.

I wanted to ride him, but I didn’t take birth control. I didn’t carry a rubber. And to be brutally blunt, I didn’t trust his sperm to be normal and I didn’t want to bring a handicapped child into the world. So a blow job was going to have to do.

"Uhn. Uhn. Uhn." he groaned, matching the pace I was using to bring his dick in and out of my mouth. He put his hands down on my head and followed the motion. "Uhn, uhn, uhn."

Then I stopped for a moment to collect some more spit in my mouth.

"Dido. More." he said. "More." and he motioned towards his throbbing organ.

"Hang on a sec," I said, positioning myself on the bed between his legs. He held his legs rigid on either side of me.

He was totally stiff. His legs. His dick. The veins sticking out as he jutted his neck to watch me.

Was I freaking him out?

"Dido, more." he said, putting his hands into my hair and guiding my lips back to his dick. I took it into my mouth and started building some friction as I rocked my head up and down.

His cock filled my face. I held my mouth as wide open as I could so I wouldn’t rake his sensitive skin against my teeth. It hit me in the back of my mouth. I held the base with my hand so I had some control. I didn’t really know what I was doing, but I opened my eyes to assure myself that he had his closed and his head was back on the pillow. I must be doing it right.

Inside my mouth, his full dick twitched and Bobby arched his back. He thrust his hips forward.

My mouth filled with his cum. It tasted like hand lotion. Well, it didn’t taste exactly like hand lotion, but that was my first impression. Definitely a new taste. I didn’t like it, but I didn’t dislike it either. I wiped my mouth.

Bobby writhed on the bed. "Wow!" he said, beaming.

Oh my God. He loved it! He was in total bliss.

I smiled. I loved that I had done that for him. What was his chance at finding a nice girl to blow him again? I was slightly out of breath. I was thrilled for him, and pretty pleased at myself for making him so happy.

"Okay, now. You ready to go to sleep?"

He nodded. "Kiss-kiss?"

I smacked him on the lips. I wanted to kiss him deeper, more intimate, but I had his cum in my mouth and I didn’t want to taste yucky. I wanted to kiss him deeper, but that would have been for me, and he wouldn’t know what to do with that any more than he knew what to do with his blessed hard cock.

I turned out the light and left the room. My heart was pounding. I couldn’t believe what I’d done. It was weird. It was almost like I wasn’t myself. I wasn’t doing that as myself. I was doing that as some sort of surrogate lover, like someone who was handing out her sex to those more needy. Like someone who wanted peace and love throughout the world.

I smiled at my silliness.

Then I realized the tremendous buzzing that was still between my legs. Surges of blood flowing to my genitals. Even though the blow job was amazing, and I’d loved the feeling of having my face all full of his thick cock, having his smell all in my nose, it hadn’t done much for me. I stepped into the bathroom in the hallway. I pulled my pants down to pee, then afterwards, I marveled at the glisten of extra mucus on the toilet paper. I wanted to masturbate, but that would have to wait till later. His parents would be home before long. I washed my hands and rinsed his taste out of my mouth.

Later, when I was in my own bed, I kicked off my panties and worked my pussy with a small bottle of nail polish. I inserted the bottle inside my vagina and rubbed it in and out, trying to match the pace I’d used sucking his cock. I was so turned on! I pinched my nipples into puckers and traced my fingertips gently up and down on the ridges and valleys of my cunt. It felt so good! I closed my eyes and imagined how Bobby must have felt when he buckled his hips and spurted his cum in my mouth. I thought about that throbbing cock and the way it filled my senses inside of my mouth. The smell. The taste. The feel. It took awhile before I got enough of my hand and the little bottle and I had to be so quiet--my sister was sleeping in the next bed.

The next day it hit me what I had actually done. Did I rape him? Oh God. I took total advantage of that poor boy! He couldn’t help that he got a big boner, but it was me who showed him what he could do with it. I knew better than that. And what had I done? I cranked up those latent sexual hormones. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn’t just go out and ask another girl to put her mouth on his dick.

It was his mother whose job it was to tuck him into those HotWheel sheets at night. What if he grabbed her face and tried to force it down on his rigid cock? Oh dear.

What had I done?

I was so ashamed. Suddenly I felt petrified. I was terrified that his family was going to figure out what I'd done.  No, he couldn't really explain it with words, but he could with motions.  He may not be able to speak my name, but he could remember me from Summer Camp and he understood that if he kissed my lips, that might make me "his gurl."

But what could I do?

Then I remembered his "Wow!" and the absolute look of satisfaction at the end. He was in awe. Right or wrong, I couldn’t take it back. Right or wrong, he’d loved it. Right or wrong, he was exploring his own sexuality, whatever that was going to mean for him in his life.  And I had shown him a damn good time.

Three days later I came home from school and my mother was waiting for me, sitting with a cup of coffee in the kitchen.

"Bobby’s mother called."

My heart was racing. I tried to appear calm. "What’d she want?"

"She was asking questions about you. What kinds of classes you’re taking at school--if you have a boyfriend, that sort of thing."

"Oh."

I studied my mother’s face, trying to read between the lines. Something happened at Bobby’s house. Was Bobby’s mom turning me in for being a child molester?

My mother placed her cup on a square white napkin.

"Is everything okay with Bobby?" I asked.

"Yes, she said Bobby’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with Bobby."  Her voice had a lilt at the end of the sentence.  There had to be more to the conversation. My mother looked out the window. I could only imagine what Bobby’s mother said.

I was so nervous I could hardly breathe. "Does she want me to call her back? Does she need to talk to me?"

"Yeah. I think she wanted to know if you could babysit Friday." Mom looked at me with a strange little smile. 

If there was more going on, I wasn't going to find out from her.  I went upstairs, called Bobby's mother, and agreed to babysit.  They would pick me up at five.

the window again.
    
After a few moments they pulled up to a big house and they got out. David grabbed his suit cases and they started for the front door when it opened. Out stepped Mrs. Dears and her two daughters, Lisa and Megan. The last time he had seen them was when they were little. The twins had grown up,  and at 14 each girl had large breasts. Lisa kept her hair shoulder length while Megan let hers grow to the middle of her back.

Mrs. Dears and David’s mother hugged and talked for a few moments. She then gave him a hug while his father told him to behave for Mrs. Dears. Then him and David’s mother got in the car and drove off.
    
“Well why don’t we show you where your room is.” Mrs. Dears said then lead David into the house and showed him around, Lisa and Megan following. “This is the room where you’ll be staying. Hope you like it.” then her and her daughters walked off, leaving David alone.

David entered and tossed his suitcase onto the bed and began to unpack his stuff. After he had finished unpacking he laid down on the bed and fell asleep.

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David woke up to someone knocking on his door. He looked out the window and saw that it was dark. He rubbed his eyes. “Come in.” He said then sat up as Megan entered. She looked beautiful in her silk night clothes.
    
“I can’t sleep David. I’ve been having these bad dreams.” she said sitting down on the edge of the bed and looking at him. “What kind of dreams Megan?” she blushed and shook her head. “You’d think I’m silly or something.” David moved closer to her, sitting on the edge of the bed as well and looked at her.  “You can tell me.”
    
Megan took a deep breath and nodded. “I dream about having sex, getting raped by someone. I wake up wet a lot.” David smiled. “ I take it you’re a virgin?” she blushed and nodded. She laid her head on his shoulder and grabbed his hand and held it.

“I’ve always liked you. Every time we talk on the phone I get wet. In a lot of my dreams you’re the one having sex with me.” she said blushing again. “Do you now?” David said then leaned down and kissed her.

The kiss lasted for a moment, Megan’s breath was taken away. She moved closer to him, pressing her body against his. “Take me, David. I want you to take my virginity.” she breathed out against his neck.

 

David smiled and started to kiss her again, his hand moving to her panty clad nether lips. She moaned into the kiss and started to remove her panties. David slipped her night gown off her and tossed it onto the floor then took his shirt off.

Once they were both undressed David laid her down on the bed and started to kiss her neck as her hands groped at his manhood. He let out a moan as her hands guided his cock into her warm pussy lips. He kept getting deeper till he encountered her hymen. She nodded her head and David pushed his cock past it, a cry of pain coming from her mouth.

“Are you ok?” He asked, concerned that he had hurt her. She shook her hand and wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs going around her waist pushing his cock deeper into her pussy. “Fuck me.” She breathed out.

David started a to fuck her pussy slow, entering and almost leaving. “Harder!” She screamed out. David grinned and started to fuck her pussy hard, just like she told him to.

She ached her back as his cock drove into her pussy. To stop her self from screaming she bit his neck, not hard just to let him know he felt very good! “Oh god!” She said, her mouth leaving his neck. Her muscles contracted around his cock and she had her first orgasm.

David couldn’t hold out and his climax hit at the same time, his seed shooting into her pussy while he groaned. David pulled out, which caused Megan to whimper. She pulled the covers over them and they both fell asleep.
 

 

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for her. She looked so sexy. Not like some tomboy girl, but a sexy young woman.

She couldn’t wait to see what Mike had in store for her today. Mike told her to come down to the field today for a surprise. Her pussy was aching just imagining what that might be. She’d been in a constant state of arousal since she and Mike had first started fucking. She couldn’t get enough.

She quickly put on one of her new skirts, a short black one with a red lace cut out going high up her thigh, and a sheer red lace corset shirt. She finished it off with deep red heels. She looked at herself in the mirror, she looked completely unlike herself. She couldn’t wait to go and see Mike.

She tiptoed from her room, slipping quietly passed Jeff’s room, and her mom and step-father’s room, walking slowly down the stairs, a little wobbly in her new high heels, once she made it to the door she yelled “I’m gonna go out. We’re having a late practice. I’ll be back later tonight!” With that, Meg dashed out the door.

She made her way down to the field, soon enough she gained her balance, and was able to walk comfortably and even sexily in her new shoes. As she walked, she noticed she was getting a lot of attention from the guys out that night. She loved it; she smiled enticingly at a group of guys hanging around outside of the local high school as she felt their eyes taking in her body. She felt like a sexy little slut as she walked by, knowing they were all thinking about fucking her.

She was amazingly horny by the time she finally reached the locker rooms. She was dying to have a cock deep inside of her again. She felt like she couldn’t go a day without being fucked like the cock slut she was becoming.

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Mike was waiting in the locker rooms with his friend Cory. He told Cory all about his new slut Meg, and wanted to see how she reacted to his bringing another guy along to use her before seeing if she’d fuck her own friends. He figured she’d be more likely to fuck a guy she hadn’t known for years.

Mike sat at a chair around the meeting table, Cory across from him, waiting for Meg to show up. “You sure she’s gonna be up for this?” Cory asked he still couldn’t believe that a girl who, just a few days ago was treated like just one of the guys, had turned into the slut Mike had told him about.

“Trust me Cory,” Mike said “Meg’ll do anything for a cock. She’s a complete slut.” His cock was stirring in his pants just thinking about it. He loved the knowledge that he had turned Meg into the slut that she now was.

The two guys heard the sound of the heavy door opening, followed by the sounds of heels clicking on the hard stone floor. The closer the footsteps grew, the more excited all became. Meg finally stepped around the corner, and the two boy’s jaws dropped. Mike had never believed such a transformation possible. She was no longer the cute tom-boy he’d known for so long, she was a sexy slut that he needed to fuck.

Meg too, was shocked. She’d expected to find Mike alone, but here he was with a guy she’d never before seen. He had a dark sexiness to him; his dark brown eyes were traveling her body, through his untidy black hair. Seeing the two guys soaking in her body Meg felt her pussy throb. She knew she was going to enjoy this.

“You look great Meg.” was the first thing Mike thought of to say, breaking the silence of the locker room. He meant it too. He’d never wanted to fuck anyone more than he wanted Meg right then.

“Thanks Mike.” Meg said, turning slowly, letting the guys take her in from all sides. She pouted sexily at Mike, “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend?” she asked, turning her striking green eyes to Cory.

“O… yeah. Meg, this is Cory; Cory, Meg.” he said, his eyes never drifting away from Meg. “I thought he could join us today.” He said slowly, looking almost challengingly at Meg, testing out what she’d go for.

Meg had a sharp intake of breath as Mike said this. She never thought about fucking two guys, but she was incredibly turned on to think about it. She could just imagine two sets of hands running over her body, two throbbing cocks waiting to get deep inside of her… she could hardly wait. She nodded her head and smiled alluringly to Cory.

Mike was very pleased to see Meg reacting so well to his idea of Cory taking part. He was eager to get this evening started; as was Cory. He was thrilled that Meg not only wasn’t abject to his being there, but seemed to be excited by it.

“Why don’t you sit here Meg?” Mike said, motioning towards a chair between them between himself and Cory. Meg was happy to comply, making her way slowly over to the table and situating herself between to two guys.

Meg immediately felt Mike’s hand come to rest on her thigh, shortly followed by Cory’s on her other. She spread her legs slightly as the two hands began sensuously massaging her. She knew she was being a complete slut, letting the two boys do this to her, but that only made her pussy wetter.

The two guys stood after a minute or so of rubbing Meg’s creamy thighs, much to Meg’s disappointment. Though, she smiled when she heard Mike. “Why don’t you lay down Meg?” he asked, “Get more comfortable.”

Meg did as she was told, spreading her long lovely body over the table. She immediately felt two sets of hands return to her body. Mike was running his hands lightly over her tits, making Meg moan in pleasure. Her nipples clearly sticking out of her top made Mike’s job all the easier as her began to gently tease the little nubs.

Cory had started on her legs again, his hands running along her smooth inner thighs, parting her legs over the table. He could clearly see her red thong now, soaking with her juices. His cock grew hard as he made his way ever closer to her pussy. He couldn’t wait to feel her hot wet pussy.

Meg was in heaven. She loved the feeling of four hands playing over her body. She spread her legs wider, inviting Cory’s hands to explore her further. She’d never been more turned on. She gasped as she felt Cory’s fingertips brush gently against her soaking thong covered pussy.

Mike had made ample progress as well. He had teased her nipples, playing over her hard little nubs, making her arch her back and moan. He began to unlace her top, wanting to taste her bare flesh. He pulled her top off, throwing it onto the floor, rewarded with a view of her lace red and black bra. He reached inside of her bra, taking her nipples into his hands, rubbing the little pink buds, making Meg squirm.

Cory’s fingers were running the length of Meg’s lace covered pussy. His fingers were covered in her sweet juices as he teased her pussy. His fingers traveled the length of her slit, stopping to circle around her clit with each pass, driving Meg wild, her hips thrusting up to meet his exploring fingers.

“O god…” Meg moaned, her body on fire as the two boys expertly played with her body. She felt Mike taking one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking on it gently. She arched her back higher, trying to get more of his mouth on her. She felt his tongue rubbing against her hard nipple while his other hand was at work behind her, removing her bra, leaving her wearing nothing but a thin lace thong and her red heels.

Cory stopped his fingers trail up and down her slit. He gently pushed his finger against Meg’s pussy, pushing his finger inside through her lace thong. Meg responded by pushing her pussy against his invading finger. “She’s like a dog in heat…” Cory thought as he pushed more and more of her finger into her pussy, while gently rubbing her clit with his thumb.

Meg’s body was tingling with pleasure. She fucked back hard onto Cory’s finger, grinding her clit against his thumb. Mike was working her tits perfectly. His tongue dancing over her erect nipples, he would nibble at her flesh, sending jolts of pleasure through her. She could feel an orgasm building inside of her as the two boys played with her body. “O god, yes. I’m cumming!” she yelled, her whole body shaking as the boys continued to rub, and suck or bite or.

She came down from her orgasm as horny as before. Both boys had stripped, while she regained her breath, and were now standing above her with cock hard and waiting. The boys were talking as if she wasn’t in the room at all. “So, what is she up to?” she heard Cory ask.

“I’d say anything. I’ve fucked every one of her holes, and she loved it all.” Mike said, hungrily eyeing her body. “I recommend her ass. She’s so fucking tight up there.”

“If you say so Mike.” Cory smiled, his hand lightly rubbing his hard cock. “What are you gonna take?”

“I’m gonna fuck her wet little pussy.” Mike said. He knew she’d be willing to take them both. He knew he’d turned her into a cock hungry slut.

Meg’s pussy tingled as she heard this conversation. She could only imagine how good it would feel to have two cocks buried deep inside of her, fucking her like the whore she was.

The boys turned their attention back to Meg, seeing that she had recuperated enough to be leaning up, hanging on their every word. “You hear that Meg?” Mike asked, his hands rubbing her thighs, sliding under the thin strings of her thong. “You want to have our cocks inside of you? Do you want to feel your two holes stretched out for our cocks?”

“Mmm, yes Mike. I can’t wait to feel both of you fuck my slutty little holes.” She said, grinning as Mike slid her thong off of her. She felt so sexy and slutty sitting there about to be fucked by two guys. She had never been so turned on.

Mike made the first move, pulling Meg up, his hand rubbing against Meg’s slit, getting her nice as wet before the games began. His fingers circled around her clit, making her gasp as he grasped the button.

“You better get some of this juice on your cock Cor.” Mike said, stepping aside, “You gotta get a smooth entry.” He smiled mischievously at her friend, anticipating the events to come.

Cory stood in front of Meg, letting his cock slide against her pussy, rubbing his member between her puffy pussy lips, letting her juices coat his cock. Her warm juices spilled onto his cock as he drew back and forth, rubbing against her clit, making her pant. He couldn’t wait to try out Meg’s tight ass. Once his cock was coated in Meg’s pussy juice, he moved behind her, getting a view of her gorgeous ass.

Mike sat up on the table, pulling Meg towards him. He pulled her close to him, ready to pound into her tight pussy. “Hop up” he told her, as she did, he pushed her knees to the far ends of the table, positioning her. His cock was throbbing anticipating the pleasure to come.

Meg was wasting no time. She wanted to feel two cocks stretching her out more than anything in the world. She raised her pussy up above Mike’s hard cock, rubbing her clit against it’s head. She slid down, letting his cock rest against her hole, resting there before impaling herself onto him. Both of them groaned loudly as his cock was engulfed in her wet warm pussy.

Cory was wasting no time on his part either. As soon as Mike was in her, he started rubbing his cock against Meg’s little ass hole. Her juices were coating his cock, letting it slide easily against her ass. He was dying to feel her ass milking his cock. He could only imagine how tight she’d be with two cocks deep inside of her.

Meg was in heaven Mike’s cock felt so good filling up her tight snatch, and she felt Cory’s cock rubbing against her ass hole. She arched her back, pushing her ass against Cory’s pushing cock. She gasped as she felt his head sliding into her asshole.

Mike was enjoying the feeling of Meg’s pussy milking his cock. She was grasping his cock even tighter as Cory began entering her ass. His hands were grasping Meg’s nipples, twisting and teasing them while Meg arched towards him, sticking her ass out for Cory.

As Meg’s ass grew accustomed to Cory’s cock he began pushing more and more into her. He pushed slowly inside of her inch by inch, her ass stretching tight around his cock. He could feel Mike’s cock buried deep in Meg’s pussy right next to his.

Nothing had ever felt thing amazing to Meg. She felt so full as Cory continued to thrust into her. With each thrust more and more of his cock was swallowed by her tight ass. She was groaning loudly the harder Cory thrust into her. She moaned loudly as she felt his balls slap against her. His whole cock was up her tight ass.

Both of the boys hands began exploring her body as she grew accustomed to their cocks. She felt so full, she loved the feeling of the two boys cocks deep and pulsing inside of her. She slowly began rocking her hips back and forth on the boys cocks, alternately pushing each one deeper into her.

The longer the cocks were inside of her the more aroused she became. She was gyrating her hips faster and faster, massaging their cocks while their hands played with her delicious body. Cory was pinching and pulling on her nipples, making her moan as he started gently fucking in and out of her ass. Mike was rubbing her little clit while bouncing her on his cock in time with Cory’s fucking.

Mike’s hands were busy playing down between Meg’s legs, teasingly flicking her clit. Her pussy was so hot and wet. He massaged her little button, making her pant. She was squeezing tight on his rock hard cock. Her juices were leaking all over his cock. He wanted to cum in her tight little twat so bad.

Cory was in heaven as he pumped in and out of Meg’s sweet ass. She was so tight, her ass was milking his cock so well. He roughly grabbed her nipples, making her groan and push back hard on his cock. He kissed her neck, sucking, biting her soft white flesh.

Meg was more aroused than she had ever been. The feeling of two cocks fucking in and out of her was amazing. She was moaning softly each time the boys cocks fully entered her again. She’d never been this full. With the two cocks fucking her and the hands playing with her body she soon felt an orgasm building inside of her.

“Oo, o god.” She moaned. Her hips humped rapidly against the two boys, she was grinding her clit against Mike’s hands, panting heavily. She was arching her back, forcing her breasts into Cory’s hands. “O fuck. Yes, fuck me!” she was fucking back onto the two boys cock hard, forcing more and more inside of her.

Cory and Mike were thrusting deeper and deeper into her, meeting her on every stroke. Their moans filled the locker room, echoing off the walls. The two boys were pumping in and out of Meg for all she was worth. Her pussy and ass were so hot and tight around their throbbing members.

Meg was the first to cum. “O, god yes!” she moaned as they continued to pump her pussy and ass. Their fingers pulling on the nipples and clit and the feeling of two cocks fucking her drove her wild. She moaned as her orgasm swept through her body, her pussy and ass convulsing, squeezing tight against the boy’s cocks.

It was all the Cory could take to see her cum like that. “O fuck” he groaned as he felt his own orgasm building. “Fuck Meg, your ass is so fucking good” he moaned, suddenly his cock erupted, sending load after load of his hot cum deep into her ass.

Mike was soon following Cory. He could feel his friend’s cock shooting deep into Meg’s tight ass, it was too much for him to take. “Fucking god” he grunted, shoving hard into her before shooting his load into her tight pussy.

The three teens were exhausted from their sexual activities of the day. They soon stood, disentangling themselves. Meg stood up, cum dripping down her legs out of her ass and pussy. She smiled as she saw the white cum dripping out of her two sore holes. She ran a finger down her thigh, collecting the boys’ cum as it mixed going down her leg. She brought it to her mouth, licking the mixture off her finger, smiling sexily at the boys as she did.

Mike and Cory were both shocked at what a true slut Meg was becoming. The boys knew that they would never forget that day, and wanted to fuck Meg again as soon as they could.

For now though, Meg was already picking up her clothes, ready to head out. She smiled coyly at the boys as she made her way to the restroom to clean herself up. “Thanks for the good time” she said, licking her lips. After cleaning herself up well, she headed out, looking everybit the slut she was becoming. She couldn't wait for her next sexual adventure to being.

To be continued.