Seductive Young Sisters
by Mona Boone
(RX-623)


FOREWORD 

Young girls are particularly susceptible to the charms of older men. This is 
especially true if said girl has been mistreated by, or lost respect for, 
boys her own age. Filled with all the conflicting emotions of blossoming 
young womanhood, these girls are often the easy prey of less responsible 
older men. 

But it isn't always the men who are the aggressors. Sometimes, as in the 
case of the two sisters in the story you are about to read, the immature 
girls themselves make all the advances. 

It takes a highly disciplined man indeed to withstand such an assault, 
particularly if the young ladies are beautiful, willing, and sexually 
precocious. 

Yet, while Lori and Tony play this dangerous game successfully in our 
fictional story, we must warn our readers that real girls are not at all 
like this. No matter how sexy one may come on, no matter how willing she 
might be, no matter how sexually advanced she might pretend to be, the older 
man must constantly remember that these girls have not yet developed any 
real sense of responsibility toward themselves, nor any sense of 
self-respect. No one must ever allow himself to become the instrument 
whereby a young girl's self-respect is destroyed, or her sense of 
responsibility to herself crippled beyond repair. 

These girls cannot be responsible. 

Men must be. 

-THE PUBLISHERS 

 CHAPTER 1 

Pretty little Lori Norman giggled to herself as she snapped the lock on her 
bedroom door. She had just succeeded in smuggling her secret package up the 
stairs, right in front of her whole family. Only her sister Ton! had given 
her a strange look out of the corner of her eye. Lori was very pleased with 
herself. But she was even more pleased with her beautiful new stockings. 

Black stockings. 

Her mother and father would certainly have forbidden the preteen to buy such 
obscenities, but Lori was growing up. Rebellion was a basic part of such 
growing up. And black stockings held a kind of mysterious excitement for the 
little girl. 

Black stockings. 

Her heart hammering wildly, Lori ripped open the brown paper sack that held 
her new treasure. She spilled the small package of stockings- a single 
pair!-out onto her bed. She stood staring down at it for a long moment, 
hardly daring to breathe. She licked her lips, her whole little body tense, 
as though waiting for the package to leap up and bite her. 

Black stockings. 

"Golly!" Lori gasped quietly. She reached down and picked up the 
cellophane-wrapped package. Her delicate hands turned it over and over as 
she read and re-read the labels, enjoying the anticipation of putting them 
on, feeling the soft nylon hugging her slender legs. 

Suddenly unable to restrain herself a second longer, Lori gouged her 
fingernail into the cellophane. She jerked the package several times, and 
the stockings slid out of the wrapping. Still wound around the fiat sheet of 
cardboard, the black stockings lay innocently on the child's bed. 

Absently, Lori wadded up the cellophane. She was watching her brand new 
stockings closely, almost afraid they might vanish if she took her eyes off 
them. 

She glanced quickly at her wastepaper basket and tossed the wad of crinkly 
wrapping toward it. She made it, and smiled to herself. 

But her full attention quickly returned to the wonderful items on her bed. 
She sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out and picked up the 
delicate nylon. Slowly, her fingers trembling, little Lori unwrapped the 
beautiful nylons from the cardboard sheet. She laid them both out, side by 
side, on the blanket on her bed. 

She threw the cardboard away, sailing it almost like a frisbee into the 
wastepaper basket. Again she made it. A good sign. 

Touching the nylon material, stroking it lightly, Lori began purring to 
herself. She lifted one stocking and rubbed it so lightly against her smooth 
cheek, caressing it with the soft warm skin of her face. She buried her nose 
in the dark' material and sniffed. She tasted the nylon with the very tip of 
her tongue. 

"Ohhh," she said softly. She stroked the nylon down under her chin, feeling 
the hot pulse of her throat through the thin stuff. Oh, how she longed to 
have breasts, huge breasts, with gigantic nipples swollen and throbbing, so 
she could rub this sexy nylon over them. 

But little Lori was as flat-chested as a little girl can be. She had felt a 
few vague stirrings beneath her tiny pale brown nipple buds, but even though 
she kept a very close watch on them, she had been unable to detect the 
slightest bit of bulging, of puffing, of swelling. No, her nipples were 
flat, and she had no breasts at all. Still, she thought with a grin, there 
was nothing to stop her from pretending. 

She held the stocking against her throat with one hand, and with the other 
hand, she unbuttoned the front of her thin blouse. She'd only had a training 
bra for a couple of weeks. She didn't really need one yet. But her mother 
was a bit touchy about the subject, and she was terrified that her daughter 
might start to develop without the proper instruction. So, two weeks ago, 
Lori had been taken to the local department store, and fitted for a training 
bra. Even the clerk had been embarrassed by Lori's mother. There was 
absolutely no need on earth to "fit" a young girl with a training bra. But 
Lori's mother had insisted that her daughter be measured. 

But Lori only wore the thing when she had to, when they dressed up to go to 
church or someplace like that. But she hadn't worn it today. 

Her blouse opened quickly under her agile fingers. She pushed the material 
back off her bony shoulders, shrugged out of the blouse. She had to lower 
the stocking away from her throat to get the shirt off completely, but it 
was worth it. She tossed her blouse onto the dresser behind her, on the 
other side of her bed. Then she brought the soft stocking up against her 
throat again. 

Slowly, feeling her blood pounding in her veins, the little girl rubbed the 
sleek stocking downward to her tender young nipple buds. She stroked her 
dark little buds gently, feeling the tingly sensation flickering deep into 
her chest. It seemed to make her whole heart ache. Her nipples got nice and 
hard as she continued rubbing them with the nylon. She loved this feeling. 
Her nipples hardened, and when they got really hard, the very slightest 
touch sent tight little jolts of pleasure into her body. 

As she rubbed the silky stocking over her left nipple, teasing it so lightly 
that it was a kind of torture, she began picking at the hard little bud of 
her right nipple with her other hand. Her fingernails caught the stiff nub 
of flesh, three nails surrounding the sensitive bump of girl flesh, and then 
she pulled it outward from her chest. She could almost imagine what it must 
be like to have nice big breasts when she did this. It felt so nice. It made 
her breath come in shallow little gasps. Her chest filled with a deep warm 
pleasure, and her nipples seemed to grow even harder. 

"Ohhh, golly," Lori moaned, her voice husky with innocent lust. She didn't 
know what she was feeling, but she knew it felt damned good. She loved this 
feeling. She wanted it to go on forever. 

She laid the stocking down with the other one, and worked her fingernails 
around her left nipple. She pulled on this one, too, trying to make both of 
her nipples stand out far from her chest, like real tits. 

It didn't work, but it sure made her feel good inside. 

It made her squirm. 

She didn't understand why pulling her nipples like this made her want to 
move in funny ways. She didn't understand why toying with her nipples made 
her tummy feel so odd and nice and warm and fluttery. She didn't begin to 
understand why she wanted to pull away from her own fingers at the same time 
that she wanted to keep twisting and pulling on them forever and ever. 

But she loved the feelings that swelled up within her when she did this. 

The more she hurt her nipples, the more they made her nutty with the 
pleasure of it. 

She slowly shifted around and settled down onto her bare back, never letting 
go of her nipples. 

"Mmmm," she purred deep in her throat. Her head rested back in the thick 
cloud of her lovely long blonde hair. A few loose strands crossed the front 
of her throat, laid over her shoulders, down between her nipples. Her hair 
was one of her treasures. She spent hours combing it every week, stroking it 
over and over with a stiff brush. She kept it washed and clean and soft and 
silky, always. She loved her hair, and she knew it was one of the first 
things the boys noticed about her. That pleased her. She'd begun to be 
interested in boys herself, and she knew just how to wear her hair to turn 
them on. They'd seldom seen hair quite as long and thick and lush as hers. 

They longed to feel it. 

Even the older boys. 

One boy, a lot older than Lori was used to, had even offered her five 
dollars to let him touch her hair. Lori had been very suspicious of him, at 
first. She'd made him show her the five dollars. Then she'd made him give 
her the five dollars before she let him touch her hair. But she'd had to 
give in to him about going out behind the gym to do it. Fair was fair, after 
all. She clutched the five dollar bill in her hand, and followed the boy out 
around the corner of the gym building after school. 

She'd been scared to do it. So she made a plan. The boy had approached her 
at lunchtime, in the cafeteria. They had made their deal, quietly, over in 
the corner. But Lori was no fool, and so she'd gotten one of her girl 
friends to stand near the entrance to the school and watch. If Lori didn't 
come back around from behind the gym within five minutes, her girl friend 
was supposed to run inside and get the janitor to come help her. 

So, once she'd made her plan, Lori had felt pretty safe in going out there 
alone with the senior boy. 

Once there, just as Lori had suspected, the boy tried to feel more than just 
her hair. Lori had almost let him do it, too. He had been so gentle, 
stroking her loosened hair, feeling it with both hands and bringing it up to 
his nose to sniff and rub against his face. 

He told Lori how much he loved her hair. He bent over her, nuzzling his face 
into the side of her throat, burying his lips and nose and cheeks in the 
soft warm mass of the little girl's beautiful hair. Lori quivered when she 
felt his lips working through her hair, touching the skin of her throat, 
kissing the throbbing pulse there. 

The older boy took the girl by both shoulders and turned her around, so her 
back was against his huge body. He drew her backward, grinding his thighs 
against the backs of her legs, against her ass. 

Lori could feel a hard lump trying to work its way between her ass cheeks. 

Something inside her began to glow. Her tummy tightened as his hands began 
kneading her shoulders, his fingers digging in firmly, but not too hard. 

He was kissing her hair, she could tell. He nuzzled the top of her head 
while his hands worked their way down her arms, to her elbows. 

He tried to pull her tiny body back against his, tighter. His hands forced 
her elbows to fold, forced her to cross her arms over his chest as he hugged 
her from behind. Lori gasped as she felt the boy's thumbs stroking up and 
down over her nipples, outside her blouse. 

It was the very first time a boy had ever touched her there. It was 
thrilling. Lori gulped hard, fought back a protest, stopped herself from 
twisting out of the boy's tight arms. 

She was curious. 

And she knew that nothing really bad could happen in the five or so minutes 
that her girl friend would wait before going after the janitor. 

Lori stood still, letting the boy hug her, letting him rub her nipples with 
his thumbs. It felt funny. But nice. Her nipples responded all by 
themselves. They got very hard. Harder than they got when she did it to 
herself. They got so hard they almost hurt. Lori couldn't tell whether her 
nipples hurt or not. The feeling was so strong and strange. 

But it wasn't hurting too bad, so she let him keep doing it. 

The boy was groaning quietly to himself now, hugging her tighter and rocking 
her small body from side to side in a slow rhythm. 

And trying to shove something hard between her ass cheeks, through her skirt 
and panties. 

She was beginning to feel kind of funny all over, now. Her tummy was tight 
and fluttery, like when she played with her nipples at home, or when she did 
that other thing, down there between her legs, that felt so wonderful. 

Lori whimpered quietly as she felt something loosen up inside her belly. She 
felt something trickle and tickle against her cunny mound. Oh, oh. Juice was 
coming out of her again. Like when she touched that special spot between her 
pussy lips. 

It felt nicer and nicer, as the boy thumbed her tiny hard nipples, hugged 
her tighter and tighter. 

He began whispering something to the little girl, but Lori couldn't hear it. 
He was talking too quietly, almost groaning to himself instead of really 
talking to her. 

But it sounded like he might be saying he loved her. 

Lori was getting a little bit sweaty. She wanted to wipe her forehead, but 
the boy was holding her arms too tightly. She licked her lips, and tasted 
the salty moisture of her sweat. 

It must be getting about time for her girl friend to go get the janitor. 
Lori knew she'd better put an end to this playing around, or they'd both be 
in trouble. 

And now, feeling so good inside, she didn't want this boy to get into 
trouble, just because he wanted to hold her and feel her nipples like this. 

Lori was enjoying it, but she had to stop it. 

"Please let me go, now," she said quietly and calmly. 

"Mmmm," the boy moaned back to her. He shifted his arms, and took ,both of 
Lori's thin wrists in one giant hand. Holding her wrists very tightly 
together in his fist, high up on her chest, his free hand started moving 
downward over her tightened tummy toward the front of her skirt. 

"Oh!" Lori exclaimed, startled by the boy's new move. "Don't DO that! Please 
don't touch me down there." 

"Come on, honey," the boy said softly, kissing the top of her head again. 
"Let me feel your little pussy, honey. Just one nice feel. Okay? Hmmm?" he 
said gently. 

Lori was tempted to let him touch her, even there, in her most forbidden 
place. She knew her mother and father would really kill her if they ever 
found out she'd let some boy do such a horrible thing to her body, but she 
was curious to find out what it would feel like, if a boy did it to her, 
instead of her own fingers, that she almost let it happen. 

The boy's hand was pressing inward on the soft material between Lori's 
thighs. It would have been so easy to just step her legs apart, just a 
little bit. 

She was fully excited now, herself. 

What would it feel like? 

But she couldn't. It was too big a step to take, all at once. Especially 
after letting him feel her nipples like this for so long. 

"No!" she said sternly, pulling her arms, trying to loosen his grip around 
her wrists. "I said NO!" 

And suddenly, without warning, the boy simply released her. He stepped back 
a few feet. 

Lori rubbed her wrists as she turned and looked at him. He was very 
handsome. Her tummy gave a sharp jump, deep inside. Her nipples stayed up 
nice and hard, even though he wasn't touching them now. 

"Are you going to tell on me?" the boy asked openly. 

Lori smiled at him. 

"No, of course not," she said. She started to walk past him, expecting him 
to try to touch her again. He didn't make a move toward her. Lori felt 
disappointed. She stepped to the edge of the building, staying just out of 
sight from the school entrance. She hesitated for a moment, then turned back 
toward the handsome young man. 

"It was nice," she said suddenly, giving him another pretty smile. 

The boy relaxed and smiled at her. 

Lori started around the corner. 

"Hey," the boy called. 

Lori looked back over her shoulder at him. 

"Yes?" 

"What are you going to buy with the five dollars?" 

Lori thought about it for half a second before answering. 

"Black stockings," she said. 

The boy's eyes widened comically, and Lori stepped out of his sight around 
the corner of the gym. She was almost halfway to the school entrance before 
she noticed her girl friend wasn't there. 

The stupid idiot had gotten bored waiting and gone home. 

Lori scowled and growled under her breath as she turned to walk across the 
street. For a brief moment she hesitated, and thought seriously about 
returning to the boy behind the gym. She looked that way, but her common 
sense told her it was a very bad idea. 

She could always find him again. And if she was any judge of manhood, that 
was one young man who would certain find her again. He wasn't going to let 
her go completely out of his life. Not yet. Not while a couple of bucks 
might still buy him a good five minutes worth of feeling a fresh, young, 
untried twat. A willing one at that. 

Lori crossed the street, but instead of going straight home, she walked down 
to the department store. She knew exactly what she wanted. 

Black stockings. 

Real stockings. 

And five dollars was more than enough to get some. Maybe she'd have enough 
left over to buy a black garter belt, too. The thought of wearing stockings 
and a garter belt sent chills through the youngster's body. God, what would 
her mother and father think of her if they knew she was even thinking such 
vile thoughts? 

But Lori didn't care what they'd think of her. She had to have those things. 
Feel those forbidden things on her young growing body. 

And now she had the money to do it. It was her first taste of real 
independence. 

She liked the feeling, very much. 

It was a feeling she knew she'd have to cultivate. 

Buying the stockings had proven to be no problem at ail. The salesgirl was 
young and couldn't have cared less who bought what at her counter. Lori 
walked quickly home, the thin bag slipped between her school books. 

Once inside her house, she had hesitated for only a split second, seeing the 
living room full of parents and brothers and sisters. But she'd gone over it 
a dozen times on the walk home. Just say hello to everyone, then cross the 
room, go up the stairs, like you always do, and walk down the hall to your 
bedroom. Simple. 

Only Toni, two years older than Lori, had given the girl a queer little look 
out of the corner of her eyes. Lori knew instantly that Toni suspected 
something was going on with her, but she trusted Toni to come and ask her 
about it, before she pointed anything out to their parents. 

Toni was much the same kind of rebel Lori was. They shared a number of 
secrets, any one of which would have horrified and disgusted their mother 
and father. 

But now Lori was lying on her bed alone. She was naked from her trim little 
waist up. Her fingers tormented her hard nipples, making them glow with a 
painful-pleasure. 

The black stockings lay on the bed beside her. 

With a sigh of frustration, elation, joy, delight ... a strange mixture of 
emotions the little girl had only begun to explore ... Lori let her hands 
fall away from her nipples. 

They stayed erect, hard, like two tiny pebbles glued to her chest. 

Her breathing was ragged, shallow, rapid. 

She had passed the point of no return. 

She knew she was going to have to bring herself off or else she'd never be 
able to get to sleep tonight or even study this evening after supper. 

Without sitting up on her bed, she lowered both hands to the belt on her 
skirt. Her fingers worked the belt open, and she lifted her ass and lower 
back up off the bed, slipped the strap of the belt out of the loops around 
the waist of her skirt. 

The skirt loosened, rested softly over her tummy and thighs. 

Lori let the belt drop over the edge of her bed, then moved her hands down 
to her waist again. There, she fingered open the tiny button at the side of 
the skirt. Her zipper always gave her trouble, on this particular skirt. She 
crossed her arm over her tummy and using both hands finally got the zipper 
all the way down. 

She slipped her palms under the waistband of her skirt, hooked her thumbs 
over it, and shoved downward. At the same time, she lifted up, arched her 
back and thighs off the bed, and pushed the limp material down over her 
knees. Once that was done she lifted her knees high and let the skirt fall 
to her feet up against her ass cheeks. 

Still arched off the bed, she pulled the skirt out from under her body and 
dropped it over the side of her bed. 

Her panties were next. She took great pleasure in sliding her panties down 
her legs. She always wore panties a bit too tightly, pulled as tight as 
possible up between her legs. She liked to feel the tightness against her 
pussy mound. Sometimes, sinfully, little Lori would even work the crotch of 
her panties between her cunny lips and pull them even tighter, higher, so 
the panties would bite into her clit button and give her a belly-twisting 
fluttery feeling ail day long. 

It felt great, when she wore her panties like that. She had learned that 
little trick from Toni, one night almost a month ago. 

Toni was two years older and just as pretty as Lori. Her body was much more 
developed than her little sister's. Young Toni's breasts were nice and big 
and round, riding high on her chest and filling out her bra in the most sexy 
way. Boy's were always smiling at Toni, waving at her, grinning at her. Lori 
was a little bit jealous of her older, more developed sister, but she still 
loved her very much. 

They were as close as sisters could be. 

One day a month or so ago, Lori and Toni had been talking quietly in Lori's 
bedroom, discussing boys and bodies and that most mysterious of all 
subjects, sex. 

Both little girls were very excited by their talk. Lori could plainly see 
Toni's nipples were swollen inside her bra and blouse because they were 
poking out the tight silky material like two little hot rubber nubs. 

Lori could feel her own blood racing through her veins, hot and thick. Her 
tummy was kind of quivery, too. And there was a very strange sensation down 
between her legs, up inside her cunny hole. 

Toni must have sensed Lori's feelings, because suddenly she grabbed her 
sister's arm and began giggling. 

"Lori," she whispered, looking back at the door of the bedroom. "Do you want 
to know my most secret, secret?" 

Lori's eyes widened and she leaned closer to her sister. 

"Yes!" 

Toni turned back to the younger girl, excitement sparkling in her pretty 
eyes. 

"Okay, but you have to promise you'll never tell anybody." 

"I promise!" 

Toni sucked on her lips for a moment, then scooted around on Lori's bed. She 
placed her body in the center of the bed, straightened both legs out hi 
front of her. She rested back on her elbows. 

"Look," she said, her voice trembling with excitement. 

And she reached down and pulled up the hem of her skirt, slowly exposing her 
slender thighs, lifting the skirt material higher and higher along her legs 
until Lori could see Toni's puffy young cunt mound, Lori gasped at what she 
saw. 

Toni's panties were twisted into a tight wet cord of silk and pulled tightly 
into the virgin slit of her downy snatch. 

"Toni!" Lori cried, wondering. She couldn't imagine why Toni's panties were 
twisted like that. But her tummy tightened into a hard knot as she stared in 
awe at her older sister's beautiful cunt. 

"Shhh!" Toni cautioned, glancing again toward the door. She spread her legs 
apart to give Lori a better view of her cunny hole, and the unusual way she 
was wearing her pretty panties. 

"Does it hurt?" Lori asked. 

Toni giggled again. 

"No, silly! It feels great! I do this all the time now. When you twist your 
panties like this, then pull them up inside you, the panties rub against 
your clitty button ... you know what your clitty is, Lori?" 

Lori blushed, shrugged slightly. She thought she knew. But to be honest, she 
wasn't all that sure. 

"Oh, Lori, honey," Toni said sympathetically. "It's okay. I didn't know 
until just last year, myself. But I knew there was this wonderful spot down 
there that felt just fantastic if I rubbed it. You know what spot I mean, 
honey?" 

Lori blushed brighter red, but nodded, a slight smile on her sweet lips. 

"Well." Toni went on. "I got in a hurry to get ready for school one day, and 
I had to put on a pair of panties which were still a bit wet from the 
washing. The crotch part got twisted and I just pulled them up tight, like I 
always do, and suddenly the twisty crotch part slipped right up inside me. I 
didn't know it until I tugged again on the panties, and then the material 
rubbed right over my clitty button. Wow! I'm telling you, Lori, I never felt 
such a wonderful thing in my life. I wear my panties like this every day, 
now." 

"It feels good?" Lori asked, frowning a little. 

"Oh, yes! The best!" 

"It doesn't hurt?" 

"Nope!" 

Lori looked closer at the down-covered mound of Toni's virgin twat. It was 
absolutely the most beautiful thing Lori had ever seen. Her own cunny was 
hairless. How she longed to have a pretty little patch of soft curly hair, 
just like Toni had. 

And those panties looked ... well ... odd. They were obviously soaked 
through, and the smell that arose from between Toni's slightly parted thighs 
was the powerful fragrance of pussy juice, not piss. 

Lori gulped, wet her lips with a single sweep of her pointy little tongue. 

"You think I should try it, Toni?" she asked hesitantly. 

Toni grinned broadly and nodded eagerly. 

"Of course, silly!" she chuckled. "Why do you think I told you about it?" 

Lori looked into her sister's eyes. 

Toni smiled back, then reached out and cupped Lori's warm soft cheek, very 
tenderly. 

"Oh, Lori," she said gently. "Look at the front of your blouse, honey." 

Lori lowered her eyes, pulled her head back. She blushed again. Her nipples 
were hard and big, sticking out into the soft material of her blouse in the 
most obvious way. The flesh of her nipples was dark, and her blouse was 
white. The hardened little nubs of tit-flesh were clearly visible to Toni's 
happy eyes. 

"Don't be ashamed, honey. It's just the Way things are. We're girls, and 
girls have really sensitive nipples. And girls have really REALLY sensitive 
clitty buttons. I know how horny you must be, Lori. I know I was feeling 
very funny for such a long, long time, and I didn't know what to do about 
it. But now I do, and I'm showing you." 

Lori seemed to be sweating. She felt very hot. Her whole body seemed to be 
trembling. She was having a hard time taking a deep breath, and her heart 
hammered violently in her chest. 

But her nipples only swelled larger, harder. 

"Try it," Toni suggested, patting Lori's thigh through her short school 
skirt. 

"How?" Lori asked, a little bit afraid to simply lift up her skirt and twist 
her panties into a narrow cord. It seemed so gross. 

"Lie back, honey. Let me show you how." 

With a huge sigh, Lori let her sister help her stretch out on her back. 

"Spread your legs, you little goose. I have to get up under your skirt." 

Lori raised one arm across her forehead. She closed her eyes. Her body felt 
as though it was floating, far away, on a warm cloud. 

"Oh!" Toni said. She had lifted the hem of her sister's skirt up over the 
girl's belly, exposed her panties. As she worked her fingers under the leg 
holes of Lori's panties, she exclaimed. She hadn't realized that her young 
sister's pussy was so completely devoid of hair. The feeling of silky soft 
cunt flesh thrilled Toni. 

"You're so smooth, Lori. You feel wonderful!" 

Lori groaned in reply, shifted her body under her sister's touching 
fingertips. 

Toni gulped, her eyes locked to Lori's young twat. Her fingers shook as she 
took hold of the material of the girl's panties and crushed it, twisted it, 
pulled it into a narrow cord of material that would fit nicely between a 
girl's tight, firm pussy lips. 

Toni felt her own pussy flowing with lubrication as she gently parted Lori's 
cunny lips with her fingertips, and slipped the corded panties between them, 
snugging the material firmly up against the swollen little nubbin of Lori's 
clitty. 

Lori jerked hard on the bed. Her legs jumped. She clamped both thighs 
tightly together for an instant, trapping Toni's hand into her crotch. But 
just as quickly, she threw her long slim legs wide apart, lifted her ass off 
the bed. 

"Oh, my golly!" Lori cried, her fingers clawing the air. 

"Feels great, doesn't it!" Toni said, her voice filled with delight. 

"Oh, gosh, yes!" 

Suddenly, there was a knock on the bedroom door. 

"Lori? Toni? Are you girls in there?" 

Toni quickly flipped her sister's skirt back down over her pussy, and 
whirled around on the bed. She appeared to have been sitting there casually 
like that since the world began. 

"Yeah, Mom," Lori called back. "Come on in." 

The door opened, and the girls' mother peeked into the room. She told them 
it was time for supper. She left, smiling and totally unaware that under 
their little skirts both of her daughters were wearing their panties in a 
definitely unacceptable manner. 

Several times since that day, Toni and Lori had gotten together and played 
little games with each other, experimenting with their bodies and their 
feelings. Toni was utterly thrilled by her sister's hairless state, and Lori 
loved the sleek feel of her sister's downy cunny hair. Things between the 
sisters had gotten hotter and hotter, until, a week ago, they had actually 
made love. It had been hot and wet and wild for both of them, with Toni 
playing a mostly dominant role over her younger sister. 

Toni was satisfied she'd set her younger sister on the right path. 

So was Lori. 

She lay now on her bed, naked except for her shoes and socks. She sat up, 
threw her legs over the edge of her bed, then bent far over to unbuckle her 
black patent leather shoes. They slipped from her delicate feet easily, and 
she quickly rolled her socks down her ankles and off her wiggling toes. 

She stood up, her heart beating rapidly. 

She looked at the nylons, lying so innocently on her bed. 

Black stockings. 

Lori was naked. She raised both her arms high over her head. She went up on 
her tiptoes in a full stretch, her muscles taut. She sighed as she sank back 
down to her heels. She was trying to draw out the final moment, the moment 
when she would actually begin putting on her brand new black stockings. 

Little Lori had never been quite so fully aware of her body as she was at 
this moment. She shivered as she thought again about that boy behind the 
gym, and the feel of his hands on her body. She smiled as she recalled that 
moment when she felt Toni's touch against her hairless cunt mound. She felt 
a warm wave of joy and pleasure sweep over her as she thought about seeing 
that boy again, and playing again with her own beautiful sister. 

But now it was time to put on her new stockings. 

Lori sat down on the edge of her bed and picked up the first nylon. She felt 
it. She bent forward, her whole being attuned to the feeling of the sleek 
nylon material. She rolled the stocking into a tight doughnut, then pointed 
her tiny toes into the center of the black material. She drew the stocking 
up over her foot, wiggling her toes. She slowly unrolled the stocking up 
over her calf. She smoothed the material, straightened it on her foot and 
calf. Then she unrolled the stocking all the rest of the way up over her 
knee and thigh, pulling it snug and high. With both hands, she leaned 
forward, smoothed the opaque nylon on her lovely leg. 

"My God," Lori whispered to herself. She was delighted with the appearance 
of her leg in the stocking. It was stunningly beautiful. 

Now she really wished she'd been able to buy a black garter belt, too. But 
that would be next on her list. She grinned to herself, knowing exactly the 
young man who would give her the money, too. And all she'd have to do was 
let him feel her precious young cunny ... something she wanted him to do, 
whether he paid for it or not! 

She picked up the other stocking. She wadded it into a doughnut again. She 
slipped it over her toes, and drew it gently, lovingly, up her leg, tugged 
it tight on her thigh. She smoothed it down her leg. She stretched both legs 
out in front of her, pressed them close together, spread them slightly 
apart. She posed her legs, feeling the tightness of the nylon hugging her 
flesh in the most delightfully sinful way. 

Her beautiful black stockings. 

She hopped off the bed. Suddenly, with a sharp little cry of pure innocent, 
Lori began prancing and whirling and dancing all about her bedroom, humming 
and purring happily to herself. 

At last! 

At last, she was wearing real stockings. 

Little Lori had never in her life felt more like a real, grown-up woman. 

 CHAPTER 2 

"Lori?" 

It was Toni. Lori grinned to herself. She'd wondered how long Toni would be 
able to wait downstairs, knowing that Lori had something secret going on up 
here. 

"Lori, honey? It's Toni." 

Lori swooped over to the bedroom door and clicked the lock open. She pulled 
the door wide. 

Toni gasped. 

"Lori! You're naked, for God's sake! Get back inside!" she shrieked, 
stifling the loudness of her cry behind both hands cupped over her mouth. 
She threw both hands outward, shoving Lori back into her bedroom. Toni 
stepped quickly inside, pushed the door shut with the back of her foot, then 
whirled around and snapped the lock shut. 

She leaped over to her little sister, brought her lips close to her ear, and 
whispered. 

"Daddy was coming up the stairs right behind me, you dumb cluck!" 

Lori gasped. She rushed over to the door, pressed her ear tightly against 
it. She listened hard. 

She heard her daddy's footsteps walking heavily by, just outside her door. 
He walked down the hall, ignoring her bedroom entirely. 

"Whew!" Lori sighed, She turned back Into her room, facing Toni. 

Toni was staring openly at her sister. Her head was slowly shaking from side 
to side in astonishment. 

"Golly! "she said. 

Lori was pleased with Toni's reaction. She did a short little twirl of 
delight, showing off her new stockings in all their glory. 

"God, you look marvelous! Toni complimented her sister. 

"Thank you," Lori said, bowing slightly. She stood upright then, and let 
Toni look her over from head to toe. It had been a long time since they'd 
played with each other. Lori sensed Toni's interest in her body, and wanted 
the girl to be as fully satisfied as she was herself. 

"Black stockings! How lovely they look on your legs, Lori. May I touch 
them?" 

Lori's heart skipped a beat. 

"Sure!" she giggled. Her body responded instantly to the idea of feeling her 
sister's loving hands again. 

Toni moved close. Lori lifted one leg up on the bed, pressed her heel into 
the mattress. Her leg was straight. Toni reached out and touched Lori's 
thigh, placing her palm flat against the material of the stockings. 

The nylon felt smooth and slippery, slightly moist, silky. And warm. Warmed 
by Lori's body heat. Toni felt her blood begin to race. Her heart thudded 
hard in her chest. She took a deep breath, then moved her palm upward, 
stroking the nylon to the very top of the stocking. She felt the soft smooth 
flesh of Lori's thigh just above the nylon of the stocking. It was a 
wonderful feeling. She stroked her hand back down along the stocking-clad 
leg to her sister's knee, feeling the strong muscles quivering just beneath 
the skin. 

"God, Lori, you have the most beautiful legs in the world," Toni said, 
meaning every word. 

"Oh, Toni!" Lori gasped. Suddenly, she stepped her leg back to the floor and 
threw both arms around her sister's shoulders, hugged her tightly. Her 
nipples sprang into hard life, and drilled into the soft mounds of her 
sister's full young virgin breasts. 

And in a brief sharp cry of joy, Toni gave Lori a lung crushing bear-hug, 
locking her arms about the young girl's bare back and pulling her as tightly 
against her body as she could. 

Lori felt herself being forced backward. She let it happen. Toni pushed her 
backward until the backs of her knees butted against the edge of her bed. 
Lori sank down onto the bed easily, not fighting, not protesting. 

Toni came down with her, crawling up over her, lifting and hauling on her 
arms until she had her centered on the bed, and both girls were giggling and 
chuckling and tickling each other in the lusty throes of childish 
playfulness. 

The playing quickly grew serious, though, and suddenly Toni mashed her full 
firm lips down hard against Lori's thin moist lips, her hot wet tongue 
darting lightly out, thrusting again and again against the younger girl's 
mouth. 

Lori moaned loudly, deep in her throat, and let her lips part. Toni's tongue 
thrust deep into her sister's hot mouth, wagging all about, pressing into 
her tongue, stroking the backs of her clean straight teeth. 

It was a hot and horny kiss between two young and innocent virgins. They 
gave not the slightest thought to their being sisters. The word incest never 
crossed their minds. All they knew was that what they were doing was 
pleasant and exciting and beautiful. 

Toni broke the kiss briefly, lifted her face away from her sister's glowing 
face. 

"I love you, Sis," she whispered. 

Lori smiled and nodded. 

"I love you, too, Sis." 

Toni drove her mouth down onto Lori's mouth again, this time sucking at her 
succulent young lips until Lori thrust her tongue out, and Toni sucked the 
hot wet flesh into her own mouth. 

Lori clawed at Toni's blouse, her hands rushing up and down the girl's 
strong back, hugging her, stroking her, feeling the play of muscles under 
her flesh as she worked her body into a frenzy of lust. 

Toni lifted a knee, bent her leg, drove her knee up between Lori's thighs. 
Lori responded, spreading her long legs as wide as she could. She groaned in 
pleasure as she felt her sister's thigh against hers, felt her sister's bony 
knee pushing hard against her naked hairless little twat mound. 

Lori pumped her cunny against Toni's hard knee, then closed her legs around 
the older girl's thigh. She clamped her legs tightly, locking her ankles, 
and began humping her pussy mound against the unyielding bone and flesh of 
her sister's knee. 

Toni could feel her knee getting wet and slippery with Lori's lubrication 
juices, She knew what the younger girl was feeling, the wonderful glowing 
sensation as her clit rode harder and harder, faster and faster, against her 
knee. 

Toni broke the hard sucking kiss again, panting hard for air. She grunted as 
she tried to grind her knee harder into her sister's cunny hole, tried to 
fuck her whole knee up into the young girl's snatch hole, like an incredibly 
fat cock. 

Lori was grunting as she humped her body up and down on the bed. 

"Oh, Toni! Mm-h! Oh! Baby! My clitty is on fire, Toni! I'm burning up, 
honey! Help me! Uh! Oooo! Help me, Toni!" 

Toni was getting hotter, too. 

Her clothing suddenly felt sticky and tight and very, very uncomfortable. 

"Lori! Are you going to come soon? Can you feel it coming, honey?" 

"Oh! Yeah! Pretty soon, Toni!" she gasped in a whisper husky with lust. 

Her body was twitching against Toni's knee. 

Toni lifted up until she could press both palms against Lori's bare chest. 
The girl was wet with sweat, her skin hot and slippery. Toni worked Lori's 
hardened little nipple buds between her thumbs and forefingers and began 
twisting the smooth nubbins, pulling on them, pinching them. 

Lori moaned loudly when Toni began toying with her nipples. It drove her 
wild with pleasure. The hard jolts of lust flashed deep into her chest, 
twisted her belly muscles, bloated her clit into a hard hot button of pure 
pleasure. 

She began writhing under her sister's body. Toni pinched harder, twisted the 
flesh further. Lori whimpered loudly in pain. The pain mingled quickly with 
the gut-churning pleasure in her pussy, and Lori suddenly and violently 
came. 

"Jesus! I'm coming! Oh, dear God, it's so fucking good! Toni!" she gasped. 
"Toni! Oh! I'm coming!" 

Toni clawed at the child's nipples, keeping her climax high and hard and 
violent. Lori's young body jumped and bounced beneath her sister, humping 
the other girl's knee in a wild frenzy of virgin lust. 

Lori's belly tightened, and she arched upward, then flopped like a fish out 
of water back down to the mattress, her upper body leaping and thrashing 
wildly, her legs dancing and jerking madly. 

It was a good come, a hard one. 

In all their innocence, both little girls enjoyed their coming with their 
whole bodies, their whole souls. It was only harmless pleasure to them, 
nothing serious, nothing bad, nothing dangerous, and certainly nothing at 
all wrong. 

It was pure and simple pleasure. 

Toni enjoyed watching and helping her sister to reach this wonderful state, 
this hard violent climax. 

Lori thrust and humped her cunny against her sister's knee, smearing it all 
over with the flowing hot sticky fluid from her gushing twat hole. 

She arched high once more, then fell back, her chest rising and falling in 
rapid shallow gasps. Her arms flopped limply out from her shoulders. She was 
drenched in her own sweet sweat, utterly exhausted. 

Her tummy quivered, and her ass jerked one last time, and then she was 
still. 

Toni looked down at her pretty sister. She Sifted her hands away from Lori's 
still swollen nipples. 

Lori sighed deeply, stretched both arms high above her head. 

Toni ground her knee gently into the moist nest of little Lori's hot wet 
snatch mound. 

Lori twitched as the pressure against her clit sent a final shiver of 
pleasure deep into her tummy. 

She looked up into her sister's glittering eyes. 

"Mmm," she purred quietly, a pretty smile on her lips. 

Toni winked. 

Lori groaned and stretched again, then spread her legs wide so that Toni 
could pull her wet knee away from her twat. 

Toni slowly sank down beside her sister, stretching out full length on the 
bed. 

"Good?" she asked. 

"Fantastic, Toni," Lori said. 

The two young girls rested side by side for a long time, relaxing and 
enjoying the afterglow of Lori's hard climax. Toni turned onto her side, 
lifted up on one elbow so she could look her younger sister over. Hot 
fucking pussy, those black stockings really did something for Lori's legs. 
Not that her legs weren't damned sexy without those stockings. They sure 
were. But the stark blackness of the opaque nylon seemed to add something 
... totally sexy ... to Lori's legs. 

Toni decided to get a pair of stockings like those for herself. Then it 
struck her. Where the hell did Lori get the money to buy stockings? Surely, 
not from their parents. Mom and dad would have had a fit if they even 
suspected Lori had regular stockings, let alone such evil things as these! 

Such thoughts set Toni to wondering why her mother and father would consider 
black stockings to be evil in the first place. Toni was beginning to find 
many things in the real world that just didn't seem to match her parents 
portrayal of them as bad, awful, vile, evil, or worse, sinful. It baffled 
the young girl. How could her parents have gotten such wrong ideas about the 
way things were? Stockings weren't bad, they were delightful. Look at Lori, 
after all. Lovely! Exciting! Beautiful! 

And it was getting to be the same way with everything else the two young 
girls encountered. 

Their mom and dad were just plain wrong. 

But there was no way in hell that either girl was about to tell them that! 

Live and let live. 

Toni's thoughts returned to her lovely young sister, and her stunning 
stockings. 

Where had Lori gotten the money to pay for them? 

Toni reached out and laid a casual arm across her little sister's bare 
tummy, her fingertips lightly teasing the smaller girl's belly button. 

Lori's belly quivered at the light touch. 

She started to giggle and twist away, but she glanced at her sister's face, 
and saw the questioning furrow of her brows. 

"What's the matter, Toni?" 

"Oh, nothing, honey. I was just wondering ... " 

Her eyes glanced down to the stockings, and Lori saw it. 

"My stockings? Oh, I see," she said. "How did I get enough money to pay for 
them?" 

Toni gave a cute little shrug. 

"Well, I was just wondering, you know," she admitted. 

Lori grinned and nodded. 

"If I tell you, you'll think I'm a naughty girl." 

"No, I won't, silly," Tony said. She traced her fingertips lower on her 
sister's delectable young body, until she could comfortably cup the warm 
moist come-smeared hairless mound of her naked cunt. 

Lori shifted, purring. She spread her legs wider, lifted her ass a bit so 
that her pussy filled her sister's gently cupping kneading palm. 

"Mmmm, I like it when you touch me like that, Toni." 

"Good. I like it, too. We'll have to do it more often, from now on." 

"I'd like that." 

"Me, too, honey. But weren't you going to tell me about the money?" 

"Oh, yeah, I guess I was," Lori said with a sly grin. She folded her arms up 
high, locking her fingers together under the back of her neck. 

"Well," she said, "I got it from a boy. An older boy. A boy who wanted to 
feel me, just like you're doing ... " 

Toni's hand stopped moving, and she sat up higher, looking down into her 
sister's face. 

"What! You let a boy touch you down there? For MONEY?" 

Lori grinned. 

"No, dummy. But he wanted to. I let him feel my nipples. But I've been 
thinking about letting him do it. Down there." 

Toni relaxed a little, but kept the frown on her face. 

"You wouldn't dare!" 

"Oh, yes I would, Toni!" Lori said gaily. "It was kind of fun ... kind of 
thrilling ... you know?" 

Toni blushed. 

Lori's eyes widened. 

"You do know!! Why, you're a naughty girl, too!" Lori said, stunned by the 
sudden revelation that her own sister had done something similar to what 
she'd done. 

Toni's face grew redder. 

Lori squirmed, got her body twisted onto her side. She pushed at her 
sister's shoulder until Toni laid herself out on her back. Lori got up on 
her knees beside the girl. 

"Tell me, Toni. Come on, now. I told you ... " 

Toni's blush faded slightly, and she could once more look her sister in the 
eyes. 

"First," Toni said, "tell me how much he paid you." 

"Five dollars." 

"Shit." 

Lori's hand flew up to her mouth. 

"What did you get?" 

Toni made a grimace. 

"Three dollars and fifteen cents." 

"What? What kind of a price is that?" 

"It was all he had." 

"Who was it?" 

Toni searched Lori's eyes for a brief moment, deciding whether or not to 
tell her who the boy had been. 

"Jack Finchly." 

Lori gasped. 

"Jack!? He's the handsomest boy in the whole school! Toni! You made him pay! 
I know a hundred girls who'd give it away, if he wanted to feel them!" 

Toni wrinkled her nose. 

"Well, I'm not one of them, let me tell you." 

"You don't think Jack's handsome?" 

"He's okay." 

"God! Okay? He's out of this world!" 

Toni sighed. 

"He's okay. He's a bit on the stupid side, though, don't you think?" 

Lori grinned. 

"So what? I'd sure like to get a look at his ... cock!" 

Toni blushed brighter than ever, her face turning beet red. 

Lori almost gagged. 

"Oh Jesus, Toni! Don't tell me you've seen Jack's cock!" 

Toni tightened her lips, but she couldn't hold back her smile. The smile 
broadened quickly into a huge grin. She nodded firmly. 

"I sure have," she said. 

Shaking her head, Lori sat back, folded her legs under her, got very 
comfortable. 

"I think you have a story here I'd like to listen to, Toni." 

Toni shrugged slightly, still grinning. 

"You have a story I'd like to hear, too," she said. 

"Mine's very simple," Lori said, and within a very few moments she'd told 
all there was to tell about the little incident behind the school gym. 

"Now it's your turn, Toni," she said at last. 

Toni took a deep breath, licked her sexy lips, and then launched into her 
story ... 

"Toni! Come here, quick!" Donna whispered urgently, waving her hands. 

Toni sauntered over, her bare feet slapping against the wet floor of the 
bathhouse. She was wearing a bikini bathing suit, and a towel was slung 
casually around her shoulders. 

"What is it, Donna?" she said. 

Donna slapped a palm over her mouth, her eyes wide and bright, and with her 
other hand she grabbed Toni's arm and pulled her inside the tiny changing 
room. 

"Shhh!" she cautioned. She led Toni to the inside wall and pointed. There, 
about three feet from the floor, was a tiny hole. 

Toni made a face. "Oh, for gosh sakes, Donna, who are you spying on now?" 
she said, annoyed at such childish games. She'd seen all the naked little 
pussies she ever wanted to see. Except for her sister's. She wanted to get 
out into that water. 

"Let's go," Toni said, turning back toward the door of the little room. 

"Wait!" Donna whispered. She bent over and peered through the hole. Toni 
noticed how nice and round the girl's ass was, bent over like that. Without 
taking her eye from the hole, Donna reached back and found Toni's thigh, 
gripped it and tried to bring the girl toward her. 

"Hey!" Toni whispered, but she let herself be drawn to the wall. The sooner 
she got this over with, the sooner they could get down onto the beach. 

"Look!" Donna gasped, clawing at Toni's bathing suit, trying to make her 
bend down. Together, the two girls alternated peering through the hole. 

At the first glimpse of the young man on the other side of the wall, Toni's 
heart leaped to her throat. Jesus! That was Jack Finchly. And he was just 
pushing down his pants! 

Toni stared, thrilled, as the young man stepped out of his tight jeans, 
folded them neatly and laid them in the wire basket with his shirt, shoes, 
and socks. 

Her heart hammered harder as she watched him hook his thumbs in the waist of 
his underpants. In one sure swift motion, Jack skinned the underwear down 
his powerfully built legs, bending over to do so, and offering both little 
girls a delightful view of his naked ass. 

Toni tried to swallow, but found she couldn't. She could barely breathe. 

Jack straightened back up, and turned around as he buried his underpants 
underneath the rest of the clothing in the basket. 

His naked young cock was only a few inches from Toni's face. Donna shoved 
her aside, grinding her cheek against the wooden wall in order to see 
better. 

Toni gave her a brief moment, then shoved back. Reluctantly, Donna waited 
her turn. 

Jack was pulling on his swimming trunks. Toni watched, her blood thick and 
hot in her veins as the boy's long thick cock vanished behind the red 
trunks. 

She pulled her eye away from the hole. Donna leaped to the hole, then lifted 
her head away, sighing. She looked at Toni. Toni looked at her. Suddenly 
both girls burst out of the tiny changing room, their hands cupping their 
mouths as they shrieked hysterically with laughter. 

They ran out of the building and down to the beach, their long strong legs 
flashing, kicking up the sand. 

They waded out into the water up to their waists, then turned and watched 
Jack come down the beach, totally aware of himself as the center of 
attention. 

"Golly, what ... what a ... " Donna began. 

"What a cock!" Toni finished for her. 

Again, the two girls looked at each other and burst into gales of happy 
laughter. 

But Toni couldn't hide the just of her hardened nipples. 

Jack strode down to the waterline. There, he stood like some powerful young 
god, his fists shoved into his hips, and surveyed the girls out in the 
water. He looked for all the world as though he were trying to make up his 
mind about who he was going to pick to be his goddess ... if only for the 
day. 

His eyes glittered as they fell on Toni. He dropped his gaze immediately to 
her big breasts. His eyebrows lifted in a quick expression of interest. 
Toni's nipples poked out even farther, making her own interest very obvious. 

Jack walked out into the water, directly toward her. He came up to her, 
smiled his most devastating smile, and asked her if she'd like a hot dog. 

Toni gagged as she fought back an insane shout of laughter at the image of a 
hot dog dangling where Jack's prick had been hanging in the dressing room. 
She managed to stifle the laughter, and gave him a pretty smile instead. 

"Sure," she said casually. 

"Great. Let's go," Jack said, taking her upper arm and leading the young 
teen out of the water. Toni glanced back toward Donna. Donna was pouting, 
her lips tightly pursed. Toni shrugged, then turned her full attention 
toward Jack. 

They walked up to the hot dog stand, and Jack ordered two foot-longs and 
some french fries. They picked out a small round table with an umbrella and 
sat down. 

"I've seen you around school," Jack told Toni, stuffing a good two inches of 
the hot dog into his mouth and chomping it off. 

"Oh?" Toni said, noncommittally. 

"Yep," Jack said, around the soggy lump of bread and wiener in his mouth. 

Toni smiled in a grimace, and looked away from the grinning boy. A mouthful 
of half-chewed hot dog wasn't the most romantic thing Toni could imagine. 
She picked up a small curl of french fry and slipped it daintily between her 
lips, sucked the salt off it, then quickly chewed and swallowed it. 

Jack grinned at her. She smiled back. His shoulders worked as he chomped off 
another huge bit of the hot dog, then exercised his arms, flapping them like 
bird wings and grunting and snorting like a pig snuffling into a pile of 
garbage. And grinning all the while. 

Toni watched a piece of wiener slip out over his lower lip and slide down 
his chin, totally ignored. It dropped to the table. 

Toni felt her sexual interest in the boy fading. His body was astonishing in 
its bronzed perfection. But Toni was a highly intelligent little girl, and 
she had already begun to notice that she preferred her men, and boys, to 
have at least a modicum of brains. 

Jack, she saw quite clearly, had none whatsoever. 

But his handsome young cock, partly stiffened as he shoved it down behind 
the red of his swimming trunks, still held the young teenager's interest. 
She'd play around for a little while. It was harmless, and she could walk 
away anytime she wanted to. And she was getting a free hot dog out of it. 

She bit into her own hot dog, tasting the sweet relish. 

"How about a date, doll?" Jack asked, wiping the back of his wrist across 
his chin. 

Toni shrugged, took another dainty bite of hot dog. 

"Come on. It'll be fun. We can use my old man's van," Jack said, stuffing 
the last mouthful of hot dog deep into his throat, then slapping his hands 
together to get rid of the crumbs. 

Toni swallowed the well-chewed hot dog in her mouth, then picked up another 
french fry. She held it by one end, and tapped the other end against her 
lips. 

"And just what do you have in mind that we'd need a van for?" she asked, 
cocking her head to one side. 

Jack grinned broadly. Bread and pink meat chunks were caught in his teeth. 

"Whatever comes naturally, doll," he said. 

In spite of her distaste for the boy's eating habits, Toni felt a deep 
twinge of pleasure at the idea of being alone with him on a date especially 
in a van. 

But obviously, Jack didn't know how young Toni was. 

Hell, maybe he didn't even know her name. 

He was that kind of boy. 

"Uh," she said. "You do know who I am, don't you, Jack?" 

Jack rubbed his nose. 

"I don't know your name, no," he admitted. 

"Well, why'd you come up to me, out there in the water?" 

Jack shrugged. 

"You're good looking," he said simply. 

Well, Toni thought, at least he has honesty going for him. If nothing else. 

She waited a moment, expecting him to continue, and ask her name. But he 
began nibbling on the french fries instead. 

"Toni," she said. 

Jack looked up. 

"Toni?" he asked. 

Toni sighed. 

"My name is Toni," she explained. 

"Hi, Toni," Jack said with a grin. He thrust out his hand. Toni shook her 
head, but grinned and took the boy's hand. They shook. 

"How about a date, Toni?" 

"Do you know how old I am, Jack?" Toni said, as though to a very little boy 
who was a bit on the slow side. 

Jack shook his head, "Sixteen?" he guessed. 

Toni licked her lips. Well, that was a nice surprise. He thought she was 
sixteen years old. Obviously, Jack didn't look at a girl any farther than 
her tits. Big tits meant older girl. Simple. 

She hesitated. If she told him she was really only thirteen, he might get 
scared off. And Toni wasn't sure, just yet, that she didn't want to take him 
up on that date. It might be a nice experience. 

He was, after all, an older boy. Seventeen. And he was quite handsome. And 
he did have that rather interesting cock. Toni felt her tummy give a hard 
little twist. 

"Almost," she lied. 

"How about it?" 

"When?" 

"Tonight." 

"Fine." 

"Great!" Jack said. He dumped the little bag of french fries upside down, 
emptied the tiny broken fragments of crisp potato into his palm, then tossed 
them all into his mouth. 

"I'll pick you up at seven," he mumbled. 

"No. I'll meet you." 

"Okay. Where?" 

"Up at the gate to the beach," Toni said. "I live nearby." 

Jack grinned, nodding. 

"Don't want your mommy and daddy knowing you're going out with me, eh?" 

Toni tightened her lips for a second. 

She sighed. 

"Something like that," she said. 

 CHAPTER 3 

Lori was disappointed in her sister's story. 

"Oh, Toni," she complained. "I thought you meant you really saw Jack's 
cock." 

"I did." 

"I mean, saw it. Like in, got right down there and saw it, up close." 

"Well, hell, Lori! It was only a few inches from my face, for gosh sakes. 
What do you want?" 

Lori made a face. 

"I don't know. I guess I thought you meant you saw it, well, more in person 
than just through a hole in the wall." 

Toni sighed. 

"Well, I saw it, and that's all that counts." 

Lori rolled over onto her bare back, scratched the softened nubbin of her 
nipple with the very tip of her fingernail. 

"I guess so," she said. She looked at Toni. "Did you keep your date with 
him?" 

"Kind of, "Toni said ... 

Getting out of the house had been the hard part. Toni had finally, after 
more than an hour of talking, convinced her mother that all she was going to 
do was go down to a beach party with her girl friends, and that she'd be 
home by ten o'clock. 

"Nine o'clock." 

"Oh, Mom!" Toni whined. But she relented. Better two hours than none, she 
figured. 

She was excited. She took a hot shower, then dressed herself in a skirt and 
blouse that set off her legs and breasts to best advantage. 

She slipped out the back door, before her parents had a chance to inspect 
her clothes, and walked rapidly down to the beach, only a couple of blocks 
away. 

She stood in the shadows across the street from the entrance to the beach 
area. She could see the small fires around which several groups of boys and 
girls were enjoying the early evening. 

She waited impatiently for Jack to show. 

What would happen? Would he try to feel her up? Of course he would, Toni 
told herself, That was the only reason he'd asked her to go out with him. In 
his van. 

And that was the reason she'd accepted. 

But now, standing in the shadows, Tom was having second thoughts. Jack 
hadn't been the slightest bit concerned about getting to know her name. He 
didn't really care how old she was, as long as she had her nice big breasts, 
and would let him feel them. 

Toni squirmed. Her pussy felt nice and wet and slippery. She rubbed her 
thighs together. Would he try to feel her down there? 

Toni turned and looked back up the street toward her house. Maybe this 
wasn't such a good idea after all. Jack was an older boy. Much older. What 
if he took her someplace, and tried to do more than just feel her? What if 
he tried to ... fuck her? What if he ... raped her? 

The untried girl shivered even in the warm air of the evening. 

She squeezed her legs together tightly, hugged her arms across her breasts. 

She was excited, but she was getting scared, too. 

She was confused. 

She wanted to go with Jack, and let him touch her, feel her, excite her. But 
she didn't want to get fucked. Not yet. Not at thirteen. And surely not by a 
dummy like Jack. 

Felt was one thing. Fucked was quite another. 

The van swept around the corner and squealed to a jerky stop right in front 
of the gate to the beach. 

Toni's heart leapt. 

"Oh, gosh," she whispered, suddenly unable to make a decision. She leaned 
forward, but her feet wouldn't move. 

Jack shut down the engine and hopped out of the truck. He walked around to 
the gate side, and stood there, looking down toward the water. 

Toni knew the boy wasn't the kind to wait very long. If she didn't get over 
there in a hurry, Jack would probably just walk down to the beach and pick 
out some other girl. 

Toni gulped, took her courage in hand, and stepped into the street. She 
dashed across to the truck, rounded the back, and walked quickly up to Jack. 

"Hi," she said, her voice stronger than she expected. At least, she sounded 
calm and in control, even if she felt totally lost and flustered and 
confused. 

"Oh, hi," Jack said, glancing over his shoulder at the girl, He seemed a lot 
less interested in her now than he had this afternoon. Why? Toni felt hurt. 
She stepped closer to the young man, took his arm, and pressed her breasts 
tightly against it. 

"Ready?" she asked. 

"Uh, sure," Jack said distractedly. He was looking down toward the beach. 
"Hey, listen, kid. Let's just stick around here awhile, okay?" 

Toni frowned, but agreed. It took away some of her hesitation in being with 
this older boy. She looked back at the van, and sighed. So much for 
adventure. 

Jack disengaged his arm from Toni's tight, almost desperate grip. He walked 
through the gate, and Toni had to step lively to keep up with his long 
stride. They moved toward one of the tiny flickering fires, far up the 
beach. 

When they got to the fire, Toni finally understood what was on Jack's mind. 
He must have heard that these girls were going to be here tonight, or maybe 
he got an invitation to join them. That seemed most likely, considering the 
greeting he got. 

One of the tall lanky girls leaped to her feet and rushed around the fire to 
Jack, hugging him hard and giggling in his ear. Jack laughed, and threw 
himself down next to the fire, between two other beautiful women. 

Toni stood alone, looking at the group. Only one other boy was present, and 
he was no boy. He was a man. Jack waved casually to him, and he tossed a can 
of cold beer back. Jack snapped it open, and took a deep swig. 

Toni was being totally ignored. She stepped over behind Jack and sank down 
to her knees. 

"Who's the kid, Jack?" 

Jack shrugged. He twisted his head back. 

"What did you say your name was, doll?" 

"Toni," the teenager said, after clearing her throat. She felt her face grow 
warm as she blushed, embarrassed to be her-e with all these older kids. 

"Nice tits, Toni," the new man said. He patted the sand beside him. "Come on 
over here. Jack won't mind, will you, Jack?" 

Jack grinned and shook his head. 

Toni felt her heart fluttering. She gulped. What was going on? She couldn't 
understand what was happening. Who were all these people? And why did that 
new guy want her to sit near him? 

"I'm okay," Toni said meekly. 

The man threw back his head and gave a sharp harsh laugh. 

"I bet you are, baby. I just bet you are." 

The girls on either side of Jack moved closer to him. Toni gasped when she 
saw one of them reach down and cup the huge bulge in his pants. The other 
one simply shifted around and started kissing him. 

Jack jerked his head back. 

"Hey, I'm drinking, can't you see?" he snarled. The girl looked hurt. Toni 
knew how she felt. 

Jack leaned backward, right against Toni. She thought for a moment that he 
was going to prefer her to these other two girls. She smiled a little, and 
put her hands on his shoulders, hugging him back against her. 

Jack guzzled the beer, sucking and slurping it out of the can. He tossed the 
can aside. Toni moved her arms around and hugged the boy across his big 
chest, grinding her breasts into his back. 

"Yeah," Jack said, reaching up and patting Toni's hands. 

"You got the idea, doll." 

Toni lowered her cheek to the back of the young man's head, stroked her soft 
flesh against his greasy hair. She kept her eyes on the girl's hand 
massaging Jack's cock. Take it out of his pants, she thought. She longed to 
see his prick naked again, and hard and big and ready to fuck. 

"Hey, Jack," the other man said. "Let's see some action, huh?" 

Jack snorted. 

"Sure, Mac." 

Toni gasped when the boy in her arms suddenly threw himself backward, 
driving her body back and under his, at the same time he twisted, heaving 
himself down on top of her. 

"Oh!" she cried out, and the rest of the people around the fire laughed and 
giggled. 

Jack climbed up over her body until his mouth was only inches from hers. She 
could smell the heavy odor of the beer he'd just finished off. It stank. She 
grunted when his mouth slammed down against hers, and his tongue poked 
insistently against her tightly pursed lips. Jack nipped at her lower lip. 
Toni whimpered at the sharp pain, and let her lips part, taking the huge 
wiggling mass of the boy's hot wet sloppy tongue deep into her mouth. 

She almost gagged on the strong taste of beer. Jack was thrusting his tongue 
in and out of her mouth in a rhythm just like a cock fucking a cunt. 

Toni could feel her chest caving in under the boy's heavy weight. He was 
kissing her hard, grinding his whole body down on top of her, crushing the 
air from her lungs. 

She groaned, tried to twist her face away, break the searching kiss. But 
then, Jack lifted up off her body a little bit, and Toni felt his hand 
against her breast, cupping and gripping the lush young mass of teenage 
tit-flesh through her tight blouse. 

Toni fought to get out from under his body, but Jack was far too strong for 
her. And then she felt hands on her ankles. The two girls were pulling her 
legs apart, spreading them wide. 

Jack's hand stroked down Toni's side, squeezing her all the way. She began 
fighting like a demon, groaning and crying. Jack kept his tongue thrust deep 
into the girl's throat, his lips tightly plastered over hers, effectively 
gagging her. She could only moan weakly. 

She jerked as she felt his hand slip under the hem of her skirt, and begin 
sliding up over the bare flesh of her thigh. She twisted, twitched, fought 
harder as the rough huge hand moved up the leg of her panties. 

"Get her, boy!" 

"Oooo, feel her pussy, Jackie!" 

"Put it to her, hon!" 

Toni barely heard the words encouraging the boy on top of her to go further. 
She fought the hands around her ankles. She bounced and bucked wildly under 
Jack's weight as she felt the hand working under the tight elastic around 
her leg. 

She couldn't break the hard, painful suction of the boy's violent kiss. 

She couldn't break the grips around her ankles. 

Suddenly, she went limp. 

The fight completely left her tender, virgin body. 

This was it, she knew She was going to be raped. 

RAPED! 

The hand at her crotch shoved under the silk of her panties, and suddenly 
Toni was being cupped and fondled right on her bare young virgin pussy 
mound! 

God! 

She felt the fingers clawing at her flesh, one finger trying to find the 
proper place in the tight clean crease of her young slit. 

With a-sudden burst of energy, Toni arched high, bucked Jack almost off her 
body. The action forced him to break the kiss, and Toni screamed loudly. 

A hand clamped down hard over her lips. 

She fought violently for a brief moment, then sagged back to the sand, 
utterly exhausted. 

She was finished. 

All the fight was gone. 

Rape me, she thought vaguely. 

Go ahead, you animal. Rape me. Get your kicks by fucking a virgin. 

Jack was gasping. His hand cupped the soft moist flesh of Toni's cunt, his 
fingers toying with the lovely downy hair of her virgin muff. 

Toni's heart was hammering violently in her chest. Her ears were ringing 
with the rush of blood through her veins. She was panting hard for breath. 

"If this dumb broad is sixteen, I'll eat her shit," Jack said suddenly "How 
old is she, Jack?" one of the girls said, suddenly letting go of Toni's 
ankle. 

Toni was too weak now to close her legs. 

"I don't know. She told me sixteen this afternoon, but I figured she was a 
bit older. Trying to act young. Bitch," Jack snarled. He got up off the 
girl's limp body. He dug into his pants pocket and hauled something out. 

"Hold her for a sec," he said. He knelt down beside Toni, lifted the front 
of her skirt, and pulled the waistband of her panties out away from her 
trembling tummy. He shoved his fist down inside. He pulled his hand out, and 
let the elastic snap back against the girl's bare tummy. 

"Get out of here, you fucking whore. And don't come back. We got no time for 
underage jailbait kids like you." 

Toni lay there on the sand, whimpering. 

"Get up, bitch!" 

The two girls hauled her to her feet. Jack gave her a light boot on her ass, 
and Toni staggered away from the fire. She could hear the boys growling, the 
girls snickering. 

Confused, scared, lost, little Toni wandered, back toward the gate. She 
realized she couldn't go home looking like this. She pretended to go out the 
gate, then slipped back inside the beach area. She'd have to take a quick 
dip, get the sand out of her hair somehow, get herself back in shape ... and 
then go home. 

She walked around behind the bathhouse. There, she quickly slipped out of 
her skirt and blouse, and stepped under the shower. No need to go into the 
ocean. This would do better. 

She remembered that Jack had stuffed something down inside her panties. She 
looked. It was money. She pulled it out. Three wadded dollar bills, and 
fifteen cents in a dime and a nickel. 

Toni started to throw the money away, but kept it instead. It would be a 
reminder that she'd nearly gotten herself in over her head. It could have 
been much much worse on her. She could have been raped, but good. 

Instead, they'd just played with her, felt he up a little. Something had 
scared them off. Maybe. Or maybe they'd just realized how frightened Toni 
really was. 

It didn't matter, now. 

She was safe. 

She combed her hair out with her fingers, getting as much of the sand out of 
her hair as possible. She let the warm air dry her. She dressed. 

Then, she waited until nine o'clock. 

And walked home. 

"Golly!" Lori gasped. "You could have been raped, Toni!" 

"Yes." 

"I think you better tell somebody about Jack." 

Toni shrugged. 

"Tell them what? That he kissed me? That he felt me up? What?" 

Lori made a face of anger. 

"I don't know, but something ought to be done about that fucking creep!" 

And as she said the word, both girls gasped. Toni suddenly laughed. Lori 
giggled. 

"He may be fucking, but it won't be me he's fucking," Toni chuckled. 

"Me, either," Lori agreed. 

The two sisters hugged. 

"I sure wish we could find some boys who were nice," Toni said after awhile. 

"Yeah. Some guys we could date and have fun with and let touch us without 
having to go through hell for it." 

They both sighed loudly. 

Toni seemed to have exhausted herself telling the story. Lori watched as her 
pretty sister stretched out on the bed and closed her eyes. Toni's breathing 
was a bit ragged. The story had not only exhausted her, but excited her. 

Lori smiled at the sight of Toni's breasts rising and falling so gently and 
sexily. Her nipples were stiff inside the cups of her bra. Lori reached out 
and light cupped Toni's young tit. 

Toni lifted one hand and rested it over Lori's hand. 

"It's my turn, isn't it?" she whispered. 

Lori nodded, even though Toni couldn't see it. 

"Yes, honey," she whispered back. Her fingers clawed lightly at her sister's 
nipple, and Toni let her own hand fall away. She rested, catching her 
breath, while Lori took care of her needs. 

Lori's hands caressed her older sister's large breast mounds, her thumbs 
flicking back and forth over those deliciously huge and swollen nipples, 
making them as hard as possible. 

Toni began purring quietly, deep in her throat, as she felt her sister's 
stroking loving hands. 

Lori slowly unbuttoned the front of Toni's blouse, pushed the loosened 
material back away from the jutting hemispheres of the young girl's breasts 
encased in the tight white cups of her bra. 

"Oh, Lori," Toni moaned, reaching up with both arms and drawing her younger 
sister down on top of her, forcing her face down between her breasts. 

"Please make me feel good, honey," she murmured, kissing the top of Lori's 
head. 

Lori kissed the bare flesh just above the bra cup holding Toni's right tit. 
Then she sat upright, looked into the girl's lust-bright eyes. 

"I love you so much, Toni," she whispered, a lovely smile on her lips. 

Toni smiled back, then closed her eyes. 

Both girls worked at stripping the skirt and panties down Toni's long long 
legs. Lori quickly undid the girl's shoes, pulled them off her delicate 
feet, then stripped off her knee socks. 

"Sit up a minute," Lori said. 

Toni obeyed, her eyes still closed. She enjoyed the sensation of letting 
Lori strip her blouse back down her arms, off her hands. She felt the young 
fingers at the middle of her back, unhooking the tight thin strap that held 
her bra on. 

The bra loosened, the cups slipped off Toni's large tits. Lori pulled the 
soft garment off her sister's shoulders, and tossed it down onto the floor, 
on top of the rest of the girl's discarded clothing. 

Toni stretched out on her bare back on the bed, totally naked. Her breasts 
glistened with a slight sheen of sweat already. Her belly was sucked in 
tight and firm and flat. Her pussy mound was moist and the deep tight crease 
between her cunny lips was slowly blooming open, the richly pink inner folds 
peeping out, glistening wetly, eagerly. 

Looking at her sister's naked, oozing young snatch, Lori felt a sharp jab of 
pleasure stab into her belly. She licked her lips, over and over. She 
wondered what it would taste like, if she touched those peeping inner folds 
of virgin pussy flesh with her tongue. 

She pursed her lips for a moment, then shrugged as she leaned forward, 
bending downward over Toni's bare tummy. 

No time like the present to find out, she thought. 

 CHAPTER 4 

Toni's tummy muscles twitched as she felt her sister's lips caressing and 
teasing her belly button. She could feel the girl's warm wet tongue tracing 
lightly over the smooth flesh lower down on her belly, just above the softly 
curled muff of her cunny hair. 

She shivered in delighted pleasure. 

She spread her naked legs wider, giving Lori all the room she'd need to get 
her face down there, on her cunt. 

"Oh, Lori," she moaned, her belly undulating gently under her little 
sister's loving lips. 

"Shhh," Lori murmured against the girl's bare tummy, then rubbed her cheek 
against that same warm skin, so smooth and velvety soft. 

She could smell her sister's excitement. Her nose nuzzled the topmost curls 
of Toni's soft pussy hair. The girl-child groaned, shifted upward on the 
bed. She reached down with both hands and dug her fingers into Lori's thick 
hair, forcing her face lower on her body, until Lori's nose and mouth were 
rubbing directly against the warm moist blossoming slit of Toni's virginal 
twat mound. 

Lori moaned as the fragrance of lust overpowered her reason. She rolled her 
face from side to side, stroking both cheeks over the slightly parted cunny 
lips. As her face rolled, she pursed her lips. She kissed lightly at the 
pouting softness of Toni's twat, her lips brushing against the wet inner 
folds that peeped out from the beautiful slit. 

Toni's fingers clawed at her sister's hair, pulling it, clutching it in 
fistfuls. She kneaded her sister's scalp like some happy purring kitten 
kneading its paws against its master's belly. 

"Oooo, honey. Go ahead, Sis. Suck on my pussy," Toni whimpered. 

Lori could feel her own twat dripping the warm goo of her lust. She took a 
deep breath, inhaling the wonderful odor of her sexy sister's young cunt 
hole. Then, just as though she'd been doing it all her life, she thrust out 
her tongue and gouged it deep into Toni's hot wet channel, scooped out a 
tongue full of delicious pussy fluid and sucked it down. 

The taste drove Lori wild. 

The touch of her sister's hot tongue on her naked cunt sent chills of 
pleasure coursing through Toni's body. She arched her ass off the mattress, 
mashed her wet pussy hard against Lori's face and mouth. 

"Suck me, Lori," she said, gasping for air. clawing at the bed spread with 
her fingernails. "Oh, baby sister, suck my clit button for me. Oooo," she 
wailed, throwing her head far back on the bed and sucking air loudly between 
clenched teeth. 

Lori's tongue lapped at the soft down-covered lips of her sister's cunt. She 
could taste the strong flavor of Toni's cunny juices, oozing thickly from 
the tight crease of her virginal twat. Lori worked those deliciously velvety 
lips apart with the tip of her tongue, then swiped the wide blade of her 
tongue deep into the slit, wiggling it against her sister's swollen piping 
clit. 

Toni jerked. 

"God!" she cried out, her hands driving down to claw into Lori's thick hair. 
She grunted as she forced her loins higher off the bed, and yanked Lori's 
head down harder against her naked eager cunt mound. 

"Fuck me with your tongue, Lori!" she gasped. 

Lori drove her tongue deeper into her sister's hot gushing channel, sucking 
out the thick warm goo of her love fluids and quickly swallowing it down. 
She had never tasted anything quite so delicious. She nuzzled her face 
firmly against the wet sticky mound of Toni's hot box, smearing her cheeks 
with the creamy juice. Toni's cunt hair was plastered flat against her 
pussy. 

Lori groaned and moaned, whimpered deep in her throat as she sucked and 
slobbered all over her sister's juicy love nest. The fluid was thick and 
wonderfully tasty. Lori gobbled the goo down as fast as she could tongue it 
out of Toni's gushing twat hole. 

Toni writhed wildly under sister's eager tongue-job. Her whole body shook. 
She had never experienced such a thrilling feeling of intense pleasure. She 
tossed her head madly from side to side, her long hair lashing over her face 
and bare shoulders and breasts. She was gulping and gasping for air, her 
breasts heaving up and down in ragged jerks. The big meaty globes of her 
virginal tits jiggled with every gasp. 

Her body began to sweat. A fine sheen of moisture popped out all over her 
body. Lori tasted the salty moisture as she sucked her sister's cunny 
groove. 

Toni closed her thighs around Lori's head, locking her tightly in place at 
her undulating crotch. She crossed her ankles and hugged Lori's head and 
neck hard, squeezing tighter as her emotions threatened to drown her in 
mindless lust. 

Lori snuggled her head deeper into her sister's thighs and hot cunt. Her 
tongue dove deep into her slit, scooping out more and more lubrication 
juice. She sucked the soft lips of the girl's downy mound, gnawing lightly 
on the tender twat flesh with her sharp teeth. 

Toni winced as she felt Lori's teeth slicing lightly over her defenseless 
young pussy lips. She cried out, gagging the sound of her cry back into her 
throat, as Lori took a harder bite from the very top of Toni's soft warm wet 
thigh. 

Lori loved the taste of flesh. She sucked a huge dark hickey into Toni's 
thigh, another into the puffy flesh of her left pussy lip, and another into 
the quivering softness of her flat tummy, just above the top of her wet and 
matted cunt hair. 

Toni was shaking hard. 

"Jesus! Oh, fucking shit, honey. Suck me harder!" she begged, rolling her 
upper body from side to side, her back arched as far back as she could bend 
it, the top of her head grinding into the mattress under her. 

Toni's long legs were actually vibrating as they hugged Lori's head. The 
soft thighs clenched and unclenched, trembling hard as they spasmed at each 
new jolt of pleasure which shot into Toni's guts, twisting her very womb 
into hard knots of lust. 

Lori began working directly on her sister's clit. She tongued the nubbing of 
sensitive flesh, wriggling the tip over the piping little lump of 
lust-flesh. Toni groaned loudly, threw her arms wide and thrust her ass 
high. 

"Fuck! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she gasped, trying desperately to keep her 
voice low, so nobody outside the hot bedroom would hear her rutting lust. 

Lori caught Toni's clit between her lips and sucked on the succulent nub, 
tasting it with her tongue as she pulled on the hard button of love. 

"Oh! Mmmmmmmmm!" Toni purred. 

Lori couldn't talk back. She was too busy with a mouthful of her older 
sister's teenage clit. She sucked the tasty bump between her teeth and 
nipped at it very lightly, driving Toni into a tight hard high arch of pure 
pleasure. 

Lori nibbled on Toni's clitty button, gnawing it harder and harder, until 
the older girl was crying quietly, her body shuddering gently in a 
combination of pain and pleasure the likes of which she'd never even tried 
to imagine. 

"Suck me off, Lori," Toni pleaded, her words coming in barely audible gasps 
between sobs of pleasure. 

And suddenly, Toni jerked hard. Her cunt ground into Lori's gobbling mouth. 
Then she was humping and pumping her fuck fluid right down Lori's throat. 

"I'm coming!" she whispered loudly, breathing hard and fast in her 
excitement. 

But Lori didn't need to be told her sister was coming. She could feet it, 
feel it in her mouth. She held her tongue against Toni's pussy like a spoon, 
and let the juices flood out of the girl's virgin hole and into her mouth. 
The fluid was thick and warm and gooey and delicious. Lori's nose was buried 
against the topmost part of this wonderful crease, and all she could smell 
was the strong fragrance of her sister's gushing pussy juice. 

Toni came hard. 

Her body shook and shuddered. She jerked violently, fucking her snatch mound 
into her sister's pretty face, spewing her fuck cream right down Lori's 
throat. 

Lori gulped the precious fluid down as fast as it filled her mouth. 

Toni spasmed violently, driving her humping cunt hole in a hot lusty frenzy 
against her young sister's come-smeared face. Her clit blasted come. Her 
juices flowed in a molten river into Lori's sucking mouth. 

"Uh! Uh! Oh! God! Jesus!" Toni gasped at each new spasm. Her thighs slipped 
against Lori's head, wet with sweat and smeared with her own come. 

Toni's body bounced wildly on the bed. She jumped and jerked as though she 
was a puppet on a string, her legs leaping, her arms flopping, her head 
lashing madly from side to side. 

The hot juices gushed from her tight virgin slit. 

Lori sucked and slurped the gooey stuff from her sister's fuck hole, 
tonguing it out as it filled the thirteen year old's burning channel. 

"Ohhh! Mmmmm! Jesus! Oh! God!" Toni cried, the tears of pleasure flooding 
out of her tightly shut eyes and rolling down the sides of her face. 

Suddenly, she arched high again, grunting and straining hard. She shook 
violently, her arms wide for balance. Her thighs clutched Lori's neck, 
hugging her so tightly that the younger girl began to see stars. 

Then, just as suddenly, Toni sank back down to the bed. She was completely 
spent. Her cunt gaped wide open as Lori slowly disengaged her mouth from her 
sister's cunny hole. 

The odor that filled the room was overpowering. Both young girls were 
totally exhausted. Lori slowly sat up between her sister's wide-spread 
thighs. She looked down lovingly at the bright pink hole, swollen open into 
an almost perfect circle, now. The channel dribbled come juice. The Sips and 
downy hair were coated with a heavy layer of Toni's delicious come. 

Toni sighed deeply, raised her arms high above her head as she stretched in 
pleasure. 

She smiled and looked at Lori. 

"Oh, Lori," she whispered. "That was the best!" 

Lori smiled back, nodded slightly. She licked her lips. 

"You taste wonderful, Toni," she said quietly. 

Both girls rested for a long moment, looking at each other with loving eyes, 
adoring each other's wonderfully alive young bodies. 

"I'm so glad you're my sister, Lori." 

"I'm glad you're mine, too, Toni. I'd hate to be stuck with some prude who 
didn't like to play around like this." 

"It is fun, isn't it?" 

"Sure is," Lori said. She sighed, then stretched her naked young body out 
beside Toni's. 

Toni reached down and took her little sister's hand. They squeezed each 
other's hand tightly. 

It felt good to be lying here, naked flesh against naked flesh, sister 
against sister. The two girls slowly came out of their sexual stupor, and 
found themselves utterly relaxed and totally happy. 

"What are we going to do?" Toni asked suddenly. 

Lori looked at her. 

"I don't know. About what?" 

"Boys. Sex." 

Lori grinned broadly. 

"Get some!" she laughed. 

Toni laughed, too. 

"GREAT IDEA' But no more Jack Finchly, please." 

Lori sat up against the headboard of her bed. 

"No, hot him. Not his kind. And not the boy I got the five dollars from, 
either." 

"Okay," Toni agreed. "But who, then?" 

Lori sucked her lips for a long time, looking about her room. 

"A man," she said at last. 

"A man?" 

"Men." 

Toni looked at her sister. 

"Great," she said with a little shrug. "Men." 

Lori rubbed her nipple. 

"Sure, it should be easy, Toni. Listen. All we have to do is get dressed up 
in something really pretty. Something that will ... you know ... show off 
our charming bodies. And then find some men who want to look at us." 

"That sounds easy, all right. And pointless," Toni said. "I mean, we want to 
be felt, don't we?" 

"Yeah," Lori agreed, a cute frown furrowing her eyebrows. 

"But we also want to make some money, don't we?" 

"Yeah," Ton! said, hesitantly. 

"Well, we can work something out that will get us what we want. And be safe 
for us." 

Toni locked her hands under her neck. 

"I'm listening," she said with a quiet snort of laughter. Here it came 
again. Another one of her sister's crazy schemes to get what she wanted. But 
this time, it sounded interesting. 

Lori took another moment to work it out in her mind, then she grinned 
broadly. 

"We'll do it on a bus. One of us will sit in the back seat. You know how we 
used to watch the senior girls and their boy friends making out back there, 
on the school bus ... like that. We can go back there, and sit just right, 
so the men can look up under our skirts ... and maybe we can leave our 
panties off ... or something like that. And then, once we've got them 
interested, we can sort of move closer, and they'll try to feel us up, and 
then we can tell them ... 'Oh, sir! I don't do that ... for free!'" Lori 
said, her words rushing from her mouth. She finished up giggling hard. 

Toni was considering the idea a little more seriously. 

"Not bad," she said. "And the other one of us can sit nearby and keep an eye 
on things so the guys don't get out of hand. Right?" 

"Right! What a killer of an idea!" 

"Well," Toni admitted. "It might just work. And the best part of it is, 
we'll be able to pick out our own men. The handsome ones." 

"And the wealthy ones!" Lori added with a sharp, sexy laugh. 

 CHAPTER 5 

A little over a week later, on a Saturday morning, while most of the other 
kids their age were still getting ready to go out to the beach or watching 
cartoons on television, Lori and Toni were already waiting patiently at the 
bus stop. 

The bus stop was a shed-like building. Three walls were of wood, painted 
white. The walls were dingy with grime splashed against them by the many 
buses and the many little boys who frequented the stop. 

The third wall was missing, the open portion facing the street. Around the 
three walls was a low wooden bench. 

Lori and Toni were standing. They didn't want to get their lovely dresses 
dirty by sitting on the muddy benches. 

"Scared?" Lori asked, grinning at Toni. 

Toni smoothed the front of her pretty skirt. 

"Whew," she said, glancing toward her sister. "Yes, a little bit. Are you 
scared?" 

"Yeah. But I'm gonna do it anyway," Lori said, bending forward from her trim 
waist and peering up the street. The bus should be there any minute. 

Since the whole thing had been Lori's idea, the two girls had decided that 
she would try it first. If it worked out, then Toni would give it a try on 
the ride back. 

Toni felt nervous. She shivered slightly. Her mouth felt dry. Her belly 
fluttered, as though a hundred butterflies had somehow gotten loose inside 
her stomach. 

But she was as game as Lori was. 

Lori was more frightened of doing this than she was letting on to her 
sister. She had lain awake for the past two nights, figuring and 
calculating. The chance they were taking was pretty slim, really. After all, 
they would be together. They would be on a public bus, even though the buses 
these days weren't exactly overflowing with passengers. They could always 
shout for help from the driver. It seemed almost foolproof. 

Still, Lori felt ... uncertain. Something could go wrong. It would only take 
a few seconds, if that, for one of their victims to really shove a finger up 
inside their pussy hole, if they let him get that close. And that was how 
close they wanted them to get. Close enough to give them a nice feel. Close 
enough to give them a reasonable amount of money in return for a 
once-in-a-lifetime experience. 

"Oh, my God," Lori whispered, stepping back inside the shed. "Here it 
comes." 

Toni gulped, nodded, crossed her hands over her tummy, and waited. She heard 
the bus brakes squeal, and suddenly the immense monster slid past the front 
of the bus stop. 

It jerked, then sighed loudly. 

The engine purred in a rough, husky, gravelly hum. 

The door gushed open. 

The bus driver didn't even bother to look out at the two girls. He chewed 
his gum, looking straight ahead. 

Lori and Toni looked at each other. 

Lori made a gesture, cocked her head toward the bus. Toni nodded, her 
eyebrows raised high. 

Lori stepped up into the bus. She dropped her f coins into the box, then 
stepped down the aisle a ways while Toni followed her on. 

The two girls walked quickly to the rear of the bus. The back seat was 
empty. Only three other I people were riding, so far. Two of them were old 
ladies. The other one was a young woman, very obviously pregnant. 

The two sisters pouted at each other. 

"No men." 

"Damn." 

"Might be a long ride." 

"Well, all we can do is wait, I guess." 

They settled back for a moment as the bus pulled away from the curb. They 
were both too tense and scared to make simple conversation. They glanced at 
the passing buildings, their hands working nervously in their laps. 

The bus neared the next stop. 

Lori grew very excited. She grabbed Toni's arm. 

"Look! Two of them" 

"Wow!" Toni exclaimed eagerly. "That tall man with the white sideburns sure 
is handsome." 

"Yeah. I hope he's the one who comes back here." 

The bus slowed. 

"Get up into the other seat, Toni," Lori said, pushing at her sister's 
shoulder. 

"Right. Be careful, honey," Toni said. She leaped out of the back seat and 
dashed toward the front of the bus. She took the seat just behind the rear 
door, and turned with her back against the window, so she could keep a 
casual eye on Lori, and the man she'd be teasing. 

The bus stopped. 

The doors opened. 

Only one of the men got onto the bus. The other waited until he had paid his 
fare, then said something, waved, and turned away. The tall man with the 
white sideburns walked slowly down the aisle. He smiled pleasantly at the 
pregnant lady, and Lori thought for a moment he was going to sit down beside 
her. 

She quickly scooted over to the center of the seat, so her body was visible 
all the way up the aisle. 

She leaned back. 

And spread her knees wide apart. 

The man was walking right toward her. 

She tapped her toes against the floor of the bus, trying to get his 
attention. 

The bus lurched forward away from the curb. The man stumbled and grabbed for 
one of the seats. As he straightened back up, getting his balance, he caught 
sight of the little girl in the back seat. 

Lori smiled at him. 

He gave her a tentative smile back. 

But then he slid into a seat, shifted over next to the window, and ignored 
her. 

Lori clamped her knees together and growled low in her throat. 

"Meanie," she muttered. 

She looked at Toni. The two girls shrugged. Toni nodded toward the man, 
gesturing that Lori should move to the seat with him. 

That might work, Lori thought. 

She hopped off the back seat and skipped quickly up the short distance to 
the man's seat. Toni was sitting behind them, now. 

"Hi," Lori said, her voice eager and friendly. She sat down right beside the 
man, smiling up into his face. 

"Uh ... hi, there, yourself, little girl," the man said. He didn't sound 
particularly annoyed at her intrusion, but he didn't sound overly enthused, 
either. Lori knew she could quickly change his attitude toward her. 

The man gathered his briefcase onto his lap, and shifted closer to the 
window, as though to avoid the slightest contact with the little girl's 
body. 

Lori moved over, pressed her thigh against his. She squirmed a lot, working 
her leg against his, pulling her skirt high enough to expose the bare flesh 
above the top of her black stockings. 

She moaned and sighed and tapped her toes against the floor again, knocking 
her knees together in time to some internal song she was humming. 

In short, she was playing the part of a little girl, out for a ride on the 
bus and nothing else. But inside, her tummy was twisted into a knot of 
scared pleasure, and her heart was fluttering wildly. 

Lori suddenly bent forward, twisted her body so she could look up into the 
man's face. She smiled, waved. 

"My name's Lori," she said gaily. 

"Oh," the man said. He shifted uncomfortably and looked around the rest of 
the bus, hoping that nobody was watching what was going on here. He-felt his 
cock start to swell inside his pants. He was quite excited by the nearness 
of this precious little twat, with her lovely long legs encased in those 
fucking great-looking black stockings. His hands were sweating. He longed to 
reach down with a trembling fist and clutch the soft smooth flesh of this 
tender pussycat's thigh. 

"Uh ... my name's ... John," he managed to gasp out. He wiped his palms on 
the front of his suit coat. 

Lori gave the man her very prettiest, sexiest smile, then sat back up 
straight on the seat. She had everything prepared, just the right way. 

"Oh," she exclaimed, as though she'd just discovered it. "Look! I forgot to 
hook this silly garter strap to my stocking!" 

Lori flipped the hem of her skirt higher, revealing her thigh almost to the 
swelling of her ass. The muscle at the very top of her thigh bulged sexily 
as she shifted on the seat, leaning against the man's body as she pulled the 
loose garter strap down and began attaching it to the opaque top of her 
stocking. 

She had practiced this action all week, ever since she and Toni had bought 
the garter belt, for just this moment. She spread her legs apart to get the 
strap down along the flesh of her thigh. She'd left the strap that went down 
the front of her thigh loose. With her legs spread like this, the man beside 
her groaned. The smell of virgin pussy wafted to his nostrils from the dark 
valley between Lori's thighs. His hands itched. His heart hammered violently 
in his chest. He had to reach up and loosen his tie, not so much because he 
couldn't breathe, but because if he didn't do something else with his hands, 
he couldn't keep them off this beautiful child's thigh. 

Lori was humming lightly to herself as she hooked the strap to the black 
nylon. 

"There," she said at last, snapping the strap against her flesh as she 
tested the security of the hook. "That's much better." She looked at the 
man's face. "Don't you think so, John?" 

John gulped hard. Since it wasn't his real name, when the little girl said 
"John" it took him a brief second to grasp that she was talking to him. His 
whole being was attuned to the bare expanse of virginal thigh flesh. 

"Uh ... yes," he said finally. "Yes. Much ... better." 

Lori left her skirt hem high, left her knees spread wide apart. 

"I just love wearing stockings. I think a girl's legs look so much more 
attractive in nylon. Don't you?" she asked, her voice a sexy whisper. 

"Oh, for sure," John said. He took a deep breath. He fought to get control 
of himself. This was all so fucking sudden so damned unexpected. He was on 
his way home from a brief but exhausting session with the new plant 
designers, and the sudden appearance of this absolutely stunning young 
kitten beside him had literally taken his breath away. 

Lori straightened out one leg, as far as she could in the confining space 
between seats, and twisted it, looked it over. She reached forward with both 
hands and toyed with the nylon gripping her delicately dimpled knee, tugging 
on the sleek material, smoothing it. 

Golly, stockings feel good," she said, trying to get the man to respond to 
her body. She was all set. Her body was desperate to feel this man's hand on 
her cunny mound, and she had made ail the preparations that would let it 
happen, quickly and easily ... and naturally. 

"Mmmmmm ... " the child purred to herself, stroking both hands up and down 
along her slender leg. 

John felt baffled. He was totally lost, far beyond his depth. He'd often 
thought about feeling up some tender young thing, but the opportunity had 
never arisen, and he'd never bothered to pursue it. It had always been in 
the back of his mind, and he'd certainly enjoyed watching that fucking 
little bitch next door in her bikini bathing suit sunning herself this 
summer. But what was he supposed to do with this kid? Was she really 
offering to let him touch that delicious thigh of hers? Or was she just 
teasing him? Or was she really as utterly innocent as she seemed to be? 

John couldn't take a chance. He was a successful businessman, well respected 
in his profession. Even the hint of a scandal concerning a little girl, and 
he'd be finished forever. 

All he could do was wait, and see what the kid had in mind. He hoped she 
would take this a little bit further, maybe let him get a good look at her 
panties. She was so fucking close! God, he could feel her body-heat, smell 
the wonderful odor of her cunt hole. She must be oozing down there to smell 
so strong. 

John took a deeper breath, this time enjoying the heady fragrance of horny 
young cunt hole. 

His cock grew rigid, hurting in the tight confines of his pants. He lowered 
the briefcase to the floor, against the wall of the bus. He folded his hands 
nervously in his lap, feeling the hardness of his aching prick. 

Lori stopped stroking her stiffened leg and let it drop back to the floor. 
The heel of the shoe she was wearing clicked loudly against the metal of the 
floor. 

She slapped her knees together, bounced them against each other a few times. 

She looked at the man. 

"You're very handsome, do you know that?" she said without preface. 

John blushed bright red. He was flustered beyond words. Never had he even 
dreamed of encountering such a child, beautiful, sexy, open, free of every 
inhibition. 

What a find. 

Somehow, he had to make sure he didn't lose her. 

The blush faded as quickly as it had come. 

"Oh? Thanks," John said, looking down into Lori's stunning face. He smiled 
at her. 

She was staring up into his face. She was absolutely the most beautiful 
little darling creature he'd ever laid eyes on and with a gut-twisting 
groan, he realized he wanted to lay more than his eyes on her. 

He clawed at the bulge in his pants. 

"You're ... you're very pretty, Lori," he stammered weakly. 

"Thanks," the girl laughed. "I know it. I get told that all the time." 

John suddenly laughed at the child's totally disarming frankness. He felt 
the tension flowing out of his body, to be replaced with a warm glow of 
pleasure, diffused throughout his whole body. A weight and pressure began 
growing in his balls. The head of his cock seemed to burn. 

"Well," he said, chuckling. "You really are pretty, so I guess they've all 
been telling you the truth, haven't they?" 

"Yep," Lori said gaily. 

"Well, you sure seem very mature, Lori." 

"Oh!" the child giggled delightedly. "Thank you!" 

John casually reached down and patted the child's knee. It was a light, 
almost paternal touch, but the warmth of her knee seared into his palm. He 
started to take his hand away from her knee, but Lori suddenly slapped her 
own palm down on top of his, pressing his hand down firmly onto her thigh, 
just above her knee. 

The warmth rising from her flesh was a shock to John's trembling hand. But 
not so much of a shock as the fact that his hand was being stroked by both 
of the little girl's hands. 

"You have nice big hands, John," Lori said, pretending to be interested in 
the hand rather than the touch. "I like men with very big strong hands," the 
little sex kitten purred, rubbing John's fingers hard. 

John took a small chance at that point, and began working his palm higher on 
the girl's leg. He could feel the girl's thigh muscle tense. Yes. She knew 
exactly what he was up to. And she was letting him do it! No! She was 
helping him do it! 

John felt the girl lift her own palms slightly, so he could pull his hand 
further up her leg. John did just that. Her hands followed, stroking lightly 
at his huge hard knuckles. 

Lori spread her knees again, when she felt the man's hand approaching her 
bare flesh. 

"Mmmm," she murmured. "You have nice warm hands, too," she whispered, 
shifting her ass on the seat and spreading her knees even wider. 

Her heart was hammering violently in her chest. This was it. He was going to 
slide his hand right up against her cunt mound, and there was such a 
surprise waiting for him! 

She wasn't wearing her panties! 

Her pussy mound was naked! 

And drooling lubrication! 

Oh, how she itched down there. She ached to be felt up, touched, stroked, by 
big warm hands like John had. 

"Oh, God," John whispered. His hand stopped moving. 

Lori tensed harder. 

"What's the matter, John?" she asked, her voice filled with baffled 
innocence. 

"I ... I just can't touch you ... like this, honey ... it's so wrong ... all 
wrong," John stuttered, breathing raggedly. He turned his face toward the 
bus window. But he left his hand on Lori's bare warm moist young thigh. He 
squeezed the soft flesh slightly, felt the muscle under the skin twitch in 
response. 

John squeezed her leg again. Oh, God, why did she have to be so ready and 
eager and young and willing and innocent? 

"Because, honey. It's just wrong." 

"But ... I like it," Lori said. She pressed down on the man's hand again, 
this time pulling and dragging at it, trying to get him to feel her up 
higher, against her twat mound. 

"Ohhh, God," John moaned. 

"It's okay, John," Lori said. "Let me do it for you." 

She felt the man's resistance vanish. 

And she suddenly forced his hand right smack up against her naked, hairless, 
puffy, oozing, hot, eager, itching, burning snatch mound. 

John gasped. 

His hand took over. His fingers clawed into the soft moist mound, feeling 
the child's naked twat fully. His palm cupped the tender fullness of her 
honey pot, smearing the dripping lubrication all over the hairless cunny 
lips. Lori opened her legs as wide as she could, shifted forward so the 
man's hand could play with every nook and cranny of her begging fuck hole. 

John was gulping, gasping, moaning lightly as his hand pawed and kneaded the 
smooth wet skin of Lori's burning cunt lips. He petted her. He gripped those 
firm lips between his fingers and pinched and twisted and pulled and rubbed 
and rolled the sensitive flesh. 

And Lori began purring loudly, moaning deep in her throat as the pleasure 
pew stronger and stronger inside her belly. 

It was better than she'd ever imagined it could be. 

The man's hand kneaded her pussy mound gently but firmly, crushing her cunny 
lips with exactly the right amount of pressure, pinching her until just 
before it hurt, pulling the soft lips open and working one stiffened finger 
inside her slippery young slit, then stroking very gently and lightly over 
the quickly swelling button of her clitty. 

She shivered with delight and pleasure. 

Her blood seemed to be boiling. 

She felt the sweat begin rolling down her back, from under her armpits, 
popping out on her forehead as the warmth invaded every pore of her body. 

"Oooo," she cooed, her head rolling loosely on her shoulders. She shifted 
again, this time bringing both hands behind her ass as she moved forward on 
the seat, spreading her legs that extra little bit more. She began pumping 
her pussy against John's hand. 

"Mmmm," she purred quietly. "Oh, John. That feels sooooo good" 

John was thrilled. His whole body felt on fire. His cock was bursting 
against the zipper of his pants. He was drenched in sweat as he clawed the 
child's willing cunny. 

"Good, honey. Good. It feels good for me, too." 

Lori humped her cunt against the man's kneading hand, gasping as his finger 
found and poked and probed into her clitty button, sending hard thrills of 
pleasure into her belly, knotting her womb with the first hint of man-made 
come! 

John was lost. He couldn't have stopped now if his life, or his reputation, 
depended on it. Fortunately, neither did. 

Lori felt a strange and sudden change in her feelings. At first, it had been 
thrilling and wonderful and new, exciting in its own right. But now, the 
feeling had shifted to a much more intense, much more focused pleasure, 
centered in her belly and pinpointed in her clit. 

It was a feeling the little girl never wanted to lose. 

"Oh, golly!" she gasped, sinking lower on the seat. From the front of the 
bus, John would have appeared to be alone. Lori lifted her heels high, 
spread her thighs wide open, and hauled the hem of her skirt high up over 
her tummy and chest as she clutched the material with both hands. 

Her chin drilled into her chest. 

She stared wide-eyed at her own cunt mound, cupped in the man's huge hand. 
She watched, utterly thrilled, as that massive fist clutched her cunny hole, 
gouged into her pussy lips like a vice of iron. And she simply groaned in 
overpowering lust as she felt that single stiffened finger stroking her 
piping young virgin clit nubbin. 

It was beautiful. 

"Gosh! Oh! Oooo, golly!" Lori exclaimed with each jolt of pleasure that 
seared into her clit, rushed deeper into her gushy channel of love, twisted 
into her womb. 

"God, you feel fantastic, Lori," John gasped. He was sinking lower on the 
seat, too, turning toward the girl. He could smell her hair. His cheek 
brushed the lush clean mass of her lovely hair. 

It seemed so natural to the girl. She just turned her face upward, and there 
he was. His mouth came down against hers, hard, urgent. 

It was her first real kiss. She wasn't even surprised to feel the man's hot 
tongue poking against her lips. As though she'd been doing this for a 
hundred years, her lips parted, and she yawned her mouth wide, letting the 
wiggling mass of John's thick wet tongue deep into her mouth. 

John was overjoyed. He's never kissed such a young girl before. And here he 
was, his tongue thrust deep into a young girl's hot yawning mouth, sucking 
out her sweet saliva and swallowing it down. 

His hand was on her bare and hairless pussy, cupping and feeling the silken 
flesh, wet with childish lubrication. 

Good God. It was a dream come true. 

John broke the kiss, and stroked his cheek against Lori's hair. It felt like 
pure silk. It smell freshly washed, and somehow youthful. 

John forced himself to straighten up, sit upright. His hand clawed naked 
virgin cunt, but from the front of the bus, he appeared to be just a sleepy 
rider, doing nothing. 

Lori was clawing at his arm, hugging it, holding onto it for support as she 
humped her slippery cunt against the man's immense hand. She felt strange, 
but in a very exciting way. 

Her body was soaked with sweat. Her blouse clung to her unformed titless 
chest, revealing the darker nubbins of her swollen nipples. 

John was sucking air. It was almost impossible to breathe. Sweat poured out 
of him. 

The smell of young twat juice seemed to fill the bus. 

A sense of alarm began throbbing in John's brain. He knew what he was doing 
was somehow wrong ... but for the life of him he couldn't figure out why. 
Hell, if this young pussycat wanted to be felt up like this, and he wanted 
to do it to her, what the fuck could possibly be wrong with it? 

Nothing, damn it. 

But he knew that if anybody saw him doing it, he'd be thrown into the 
nearest jail, and locked away forever. And that, no matter what this 
beautiful child might say in his defense! 

Shit. 

Reluctantly, with ail the will power at his command, John pulled his finger 
out of Lori's tight wet slit. He was unable to pull his hand from the girl's 
cunny, though. 

Lori growled in frustration as the finger slipped away from her swollen 
clitty button. She wanted it back. She gripped John's arm tighter to her, 
thrust her cunt against his cupping palm more and more insistently. 

"Please," she whimpered. "Oh, please. Oooo, don't stop. I want you to do it. 
Please," she whispered, her voice almost completely broken with her need and 
lust. 

John groaned. 

What could he do? 

Jailbait. And on a bus, for God's sake. Out in the fucking open like this. 
It was completely insane. 

But he couldn't help himself. Will power could only do so much. Then it 
could go to hell. 

He clamped his hand firmly over the child's hot, wet pussy. His finger 
worked deep into her crease, probing for that lovely little hub of 
exquisitely sensitive girl flesh. 

Lori gasped loudly. 

John sighed. 

His fingertip rubbed and poked and stroked the squishy button, driving Lori 
into a frenzy of lust. 

"Oh, please, John," she pleaded wildly, rubbing the man's shirt sleeve hard 
and fast. "Please do it harder. It feels so good. Please don't stop ... " 

"Oh, honey, honey," John moaned back to the child. The smell of her hair and 
body was killing him, driving him nuts. 

Hardly knowing what he was doing, but certain the young preteen beside him 
wanted the same thing, John yanked at the zipper on the front of his pants. 
He dug inside and hauled out his massive stalk of fuck meat. It throbbed 
with a vibrant life of its own, eager to feel the sheath of Lori's hot cunny 
channel. 

He grabbed at her hand. 

Lori felt the man's hand clutching at hers, dragging it from around his arm. 
She moaned, thinking that he was trying to get away. She fought it for a 
moment, but he was very much stronger than she could ever be. 

He pulled her hand over his lap. 

Lori felt the hot rubbery thing with the back of her hand. Instinctively she 
knew what it was. She relaxed her arm, and let John open her fist. She felt 
him wrapping her delicate fingers around the fat stem of his fuck pole. The 
heat from the thick rod seemed to bum into her flesh, melting her own flesh 
and sticking it to his prick. 

"Jesus," John moaned, feeling the childish fist clamped around his gigantic 
cock. Her fingertips couldn't even reach the base of her thumb as they tried 
to wrap fully around the incredibly fat rod of male flesh. 

His rod ached to thrust home inside this pretty preteen's hot young virgin 
pussy hole. 

Lori's young twat longed to feel the thrusting fuck pole of manhood, too. 

But there was no way for that to happen. 

Was there? 

John felt his balls aching with the pressure of lust. He knew he was about 
to blow his wad ail over the front of his suit, all over Lori's tight little 
fist. If he did, everyone would know it. 

He had to cover it up. 

"Oh, fuck," he groaned. Lori groaned at the same moment. She felt very very 
funny. Her pussy had never felt so odd. So wonderfully hot and wet and 
itchy. God, she needed ... something! 

But what? 

She felt her thighs tightening. Her legs wanted to damp shut around 
something, lock her pussy to something hot and hard and huge. 

Her belly quivered. Her pussy pumped and humped John's hand. 

John felt his balls tighten. 

Jesus, he was going to come. 

And suddenly, he yanked his hand away from Lori's naked young hairless twat 
hole, grabbed her by reaching across her flat chest and clutching her upper 
arm, and lifted her, twisted her whole body around. He hugged her tightly 
against his chest. He fought to yank her fist from around his hot hard 
prick. And he slammed her small young body down onto his lap, ramming his 
whole massive fuck tool right up into her tight wet virgin cunt hole, 
jamming his hot meat all the way into her belly. 

Lori didn't have time to cry out, to fight. She felt the searing ripping 
agony of the raping cock slicing into her burning love tube. She felt as 
though she was being split in half. The cock hurt. It burned into her guts. 
The fat slippery sides rubbed against her clit button going in, and she 
gasped as the pleasure overpowered her senses, blew her virgin mind. 

She came, hard and fast. 

Her whole body twitched and shuddered in the wonderful throes of her first 
cock-inspired come. She jumped and bucked on the impaling pole of John's 
gigantic dork, rubbing her swollen, gushing clitty up and down as she rode 
the monstrous pole with wild delight. 

John's balls pulsed once, then blew open, blasted his hot goo deep into the 
nymphet's love hole, spattering the girl's virgin womb with thick hot gouts 
of white spunk. 

Lori felt the blasts shooting into her belly, filling her tight hole with 
male come. 

It made her come harder. 

Her small body bounced wildly up and down on John's massive cock, grinding 
her clit button harder and harder against the unyielding rod of hot flesh. 
The juices spewed out of her tight slit, gushed over the front of the man's 
pants as the thick cream pumped from her hole. 

John's cock gouted his scalding cream into the youngster's belly, filling 
her to overflowing. Each time she pumped upward, his come spilled out of her 
pretty hairless crease, mingled with the child's own come on the front of 
his pants, and on her own bare cunny mound and thighs. 

She threw her head back and tossed her long hair wildly as she rode her come 
like a bucking bronco, fucking the man's fuck pole violently. 

"Gosh! Oh, golly golly gosh!" Lori whimpered, gasping out her pleasure. She 
gripped the man's hard shoulders and held on for her life. 

John flicked his cock in and out of her virgin twat hole. His come filled 
her belly, bloated her tight tiny womb with a thick pool of hot cream. 

"Jesus!" John gasped. "God, you're sooo good, baby!" 

He felt his balls blast a final wad of spunk into Lori's sucking belly, and 
then it immediately began to soften. 

Lori gave one last violent shudder with every atom of her being, then sank 
softly down against John's chest, hugging him tightly. Her cunt was still 
wrapped around his prick. 

She could feel the juices squishing and sloshing within her body as the 
man's hard cock went limp. She felt it slip from her hole, and great thick 
gobs of come gushed out as though she were pissing from a too-full bladder. 

But, God, it felt good! 

"Oooo," she cooed, rubbing her cheek against the front of John's business 
suit, feeling the roughness of the material against her smooth skin. 

She liked the feel of that rough material. She liked the man's smell, too, 
kind of smoky and musky. Masculine. All male. Sexy. 

She sighed with deep pleasure as she felt John lifting her off his lap, 
pushing her aside. She helped him, though, and settled herself back on the 
seat beside him. 

He quickly folded his wet and sticky prick back into his pants. He got out a 
handkerchief and wiped at the sticky goo covering the front of his pants. 
Fuck it, he thought after a moment. It was worth it. Let the fuckers think 
he'd pissed himself silly. To hell with them all. 

He picked up his briefcase and held it over his lap, hiding the evidence. 
Then he looked at Lori. 

She had folded her skirt back down over her lap, and was now sitting beside 
him quietly, demurely, as though absolutely nothing at all had just 
happened. 

John ran a hand quickly through his hair. 

"You okay?" he asked, his voice trembling from the after-effects of his 
violent climax inside the schoolgirl's hot twat. 

"Fine," Lori said softly. A gentle smile played over her lips. "Just fine," 
she said again. 

John got off at the very next stop. At the door, he glanced back toward 
Lori. She looked for all the world like any other little girl, innocent, 
lovely, with nothing on her mind but a nice little ride on the bus. 

He smiled and waved to her. 

She grinned and waved back. 

A nice little ride on the bus ... that's exactly what she'd had! 

 CHAPTER 6 

"Oh, God, Lori! What was it like?" Toni asked. 

Both girls were back on the rear seat, giggling together, excited over the 
thing that had just happened to Lori. 

"Tell me!" Toni demanded. 

Lori shifted her ass on the seat. She was still very sore down in her pussy 
hole. John had been very big, and she was a tiny little girl, with a tiny 
little cunny hole. 

"It was ... fantastic!" Lori said, the excitement still showing on her 
lovely face. Long strands of hair clung to her sweaty cheeks. Her blouse was 
stuck to her chest, her brown nipples poking out the material almost like 
little breasts. 

"It was so fast and hot and hard and wonderful, Toni!" 

"Oh, God!" Toni said, a hand covering her mouth. She had watched the whole 
thing, from beginning to end. But all she'd really been able to see was the 
sudden lifting and turning of her sister's young body and the expression of 
total joy that came to her pretty face as the man raped her young pussy hole 
with his tremendous cock. 

Toni had nearly come, herself, just from watching. Her own nipples were 
still hard. Her heart battered at her ribs from within, aching. She longed 
to feel what her sister had felt. 

And more. 

"Gosh," Toni said, staring in awe at her younger sister. "You're not a 
virgin anymore." 

Lori grinned, took a deep breath. 

"It feels great, too," she said, obviously meaning it. 

Toni leaned forward and gave her pretty sister a light peck on the cheek. 
She squeezed the younger girl's arm in a gesture of love. 

"Well, Toni. Now it's your turn." 

"Yeah, But will I be lucky enough to find a man like yours? I bet they're 
pretty hard to come by." 

"He was pretty hard, alright," Lori joked. "But I sure hope you can find a 
guy like that. He was wonderful. He knew just what to do. Golly, I still 
feel so full in my tummy!" 

The two girls sighed, each of them looking down at Lori's belly, knowing 
that under her skirt the warm goo still oozed from between her tight young 
twat lips. 

"Maybe we better change buses, huh?" 

Lori looked toward the front of the bus. The driver was constantly glancing 
in the rear-view mirror, eyeing the two children critically, a stem frown on 
his face. 

"Yeah. Good idea. Let's go." 

At the next stop, the two little girls leaped up and dashed off the bus, 
using the rear door. They darted around the corner, and walked rapidly 
toward the far street. Another bus stop should be at the next corner. 

With every step, Lori leaked warm cream. The stuff rolled down her legs to 
the tops of her stockings, stuck there. 

It felt funny, and she began giggling. 

"I'd better get out of these stockings," she said. 

"Could I wear them, Lori?" Toni asked, grabbing her sister's shoulder and 
whirling her around. 

"Sure, if you want to put on a pair of sticky nylons," Lori said with a 
happy shrug. 

"Maybe I can get them even stickier!" Toni quipped. 

"Yeah!" 

The two kids ran into the nearest department store, and Lori quickly 
stripped off her garter belt and the stockings, and gave them over to her 
sister. 

"Damn!" she said, thinking a sudden thought. 

"What is it, Lori?" 

"I forgot to ask John for some money!" 

Toni shook her head. 

"Oh, well. Money will come." 

"So will we!" 

They laughed and made their way back to the bus stop. Lori was completely 
relaxed, now, knowing that it was her sister's turn to make it. And the fact 
that she'd just experienced the most wonderful sensations in the whole world 
might have had something to do with her total relaxation, too. 

But little Toni was getting a bit scared. 

She knew there was just no way in hell that she'd be as lucky as Lori, her 
first time out. Things didn't happen that way at all. Especially not to her. 
If anything, she would probably wind up on the lap of some creepy sadist who 
wanted to hurt her pussy rather than love it. 

She'd get off in a hurry, if that happened. 

But no sense in making it worse. She cleared her mind, and stepped up onto 
the bus when it opened its door. 

Both girls paid for their fares, then walked down the aisle. Lori had 
cleaned her cunny off a bit with a paper towel, but she was still pretty 
sore inside. But sore in a very nice way. It was like a badge of honor with 
her. She walked down the aisle in the bus with a new gait, one that she was 
certain showed everyone who saw her that she was no longer a silly little 
virgin. 

Toni followed, almost meekly. 

Neither girl had been paying any attention to the other passengers. As Toni 
passed a seat, she looked down sharply as she heard a weak gasp. 

"Oh, my God!" the voice whispered. 

Toni halted. She stared for a moment, then her face broke into a lovely 
grin. She looked after her sister, who was just turning around to sit down 
at the rear of the bus. Toni waved to her, indicated she was going to sit 
down here. Lori waved back, mystified for a moment, until she saw who it was 
sitting there. 

The man had turned around to look at Lori. 

He gulped hard, a look of ... fear? annoyance? worry? ... crossing his face 
as Toni slipped into the seat beside him. 

"Hello, John," she said. "I think you know my sister, Lori?" 

John found his voice. 

"Uh ... yes," he stammered. "Who ... who are you?" 

"Toni." 

"Oh, God," John said, sighing loudly. "You want money?" 

Toni pursed her lips and thought about it. She'd said it before, and it 
still seemed right. Money would come. Later. 

"Oh, no," she said lightly, moving over closer to the man's large body. She 
glanced down at the front of his pants, but he held his briefcase on his 
lap. 

"What do you want, then?" he asked, obviously worried about this sudden 
appearance of the two girls. 

"Cock," Toni said as casually as she could manage. 

John closed his eyes for a moment and groaned. 

"Here? On the bus?" 

Toni grinned and nodded eagerly. 

"Yes!" 

"Jesus," John whispered to himself. He leaned forward and set his briefcase 
down on the floor. Deja vu. All this had happened before. Only a few minutes 
before, in fact. He'd purposely changed buses after that first encounter, 
hoping to avoid any problems with the law or with the little girl herself in 
case she suddenly decided to cry rape. But the second bus had been late. And 
now, here they were again. Sisters. Change partners. Were they simply taking 
buses at random, hitting on all the males they could find? That seemed 
unlikely. That first little twat had definitely been a virgin. A hot one, 
too. 

John glanced at this second little girl. 

Toni smiled and nodded. 

"Virgin?" 

Toni made a face, then nodded again. 

"Whew," John sighed, closing his eyes, rubbing his forehead. The sweat was 
already popping out there. His cock began to rise up, eager and sniffing, 
growing harder with each passing second. 

He looked around the bus. Nobody behind them but Lori. When he glanced back 
that way, the little girl smiled and waved to him. He gave her a feeble wave 
back. 

But the only other people on the bus were a couple necking easily with each 
other up front-which was keeping the driver occupied-and one very fat old 
lady several seats forward. All of them were facing away from him. 

Maybe it would be worth the chance. 

After all, he'd done it once, the full route, and nothing had happened. And 
if luck should give him a second helping of virgin pussy, who was he to 
protest it? 

"You're very pretty, Toni," he said. 

When young Toni blushed brightly, John knew he had a quite different little 
girl on his hands. This one seemed a trifle shy compared to her sister. She 
didn't seem to be quite so eager-though certainly eager enough to go through 
with it. 

"Scared?" he asked her plainly. Toni took a deep breath, then nodded firmly. 

"Yes," she admitted. "But willing." 

"I guess that's all that really matters, isn't it?" 

"I guess so," Toni said with a sly giggle. She sat there beside him, looking 
up into his handsome face. Her heart fluttered as she watched him come to a 
decision. He was going to do it. 

"Uh ... how do you want to do this, honey?" he asked. He didn't think his 
cock would be able to give its all, so soon after that last fuck. He'd 
really filled that first young pussy hole to the brim. 

Then he got an idea. 

His cock was still coated with Lori's sticky juices. He'd always wondered 
what it would be like to have some young girl suck his cock. He'd often sat 
there in his office at home, watching the girl next door sunning herself. 
What a sweet little body. Much more like this new girl's body, than her 
sister's. Toni looked very much like John's next door neighbor's child, in 
fact. Those pert young tits of hers stuck out nice and round and full, just 
aching for a good feel. 

John looked at Toni's mouth, and his cock swelled hard and full of life. It 
hurt from the last bout with young cunt, but it was obviously willing to try 
again ... immediately. 

Toni's mouth was a sexy delight. Her lips were full and moist, pursed and 
puffy and bright pink. Exactly right for sucking cock. 

"Well," John said quietly, shifting on the seat. "Are you ready, then?" 

Toni gulped. 

"Yes, sir," she said. 

"Okay. But remember ... you asked for it," John warned the child. He lifted 
his briefcase up onto the seat. "Here's how we'll start. You're going to 
suck on my cock." He said the words, then paused, watching the little girl's 
face very closely. Toni's eyes widened. Suck his cock? Suck on it? Like a 
lollipop? Put it in her mouth and suck on it? Why, that was disgusting! She 
looked at his face. He gave her a stern look, then cocked his head. He meant 
it, that was for sure. She looked back down at the bulge in his pants. Suck 
his cock, huh? She licked her lips. She took a deep breath, then sighed 
loudly. 

"Sssss ... suck your ... cock?" she said, her eyebrows raised. 

"That's right, Toni. Unless you want to just go back there with your sister. 
She did a real good job. She's quite the little woman. Think you can do as 
well?" John said, teasing the girl, trying to make her jealous of her own 
sister so she'd want to suck his cock, just to show him she was as good as 
Lori. 

"I didn't say I wouldn't suck it, did I?" Toni said, her voice showing 
offense. 

For some unknown reason, Toni's reluctance made John's cock grow even 
harder. There was a touch of endearing submission in Toni's expression, in 
the way she held her head. It was obvious that this little morsel of 
virginity had never held a cock between her lips before. 

John tapped his briefcase. 

"If anyone comes, I'll set the case next to my side, to hide the ... 
evidence. I'll tell you to stop, and you get down further on the floor, 
pretend you're looking for something you just lost. Understand?" 

"Yes, sir," Toni said. Even her voice dripped with submission. She was not 
the aggressive little minx her sister was, that was for sure. Her whole 
being was submissive. 

John's balls ached. 

His cock throbbed. 

"Ready? Last chance to back out, honey." 

Toni cleared her throat, very quietly. Her pointy little tongue swept over 
her full sensuous lips one final time. Then she nodded. 

"Ready," she whispered. 

"Good girl," John said with a smile. "Get down on your knees, between my 
legs." 

Toni glanced toward the front of the bus to make sure nobody was watching. 
The driver was totally occupied with the other pair of lovers, and with 
driving the bus. She moved quickly, dropped to her knees. Her elbows rested 
on John's thighs. 

She looked up into his face. 

"Go ahead, pretty girl," John said. 

Go ahead? Okay, Toni thought. She knew he wanted her to unzip his pants and 
take out his cock for him. She'd never done anything like that. She wasn't 
sure how it worked. But now was certainly a good time to find out, wasn't 
it? 

She touched the front of his pants. Her fingers shook a bit as she worked 
the zipper down. His underpants bulged out through the opening in his pants. 
Hesitantly, Toni touched that huge bulge. She could feel the warm, hard rod 
just under the cotton. 

John moaned as he felt those little fingers pulling on the material of his 
underpants, trying to find out how to get his cock out. 

The delicate fingers tickled and touched very lightly, as though the child 
was afraid of hurting the man's rigid prick. 

"How ... how do I ... get in here?" Toni stuttered. She made a cute face, 
concentrating so hard on finding the right way to go about this 
interestingly complicated task. 

John twitched as Toni's searching fingers dug inside the slit in the front 
of his underpants. It took her a few seconds of delicious fumbling, but she 
finally touched the hot rod of John's iron-hard cock. 

She gasped with a quiet intake of air. 

"Oh," she whispered. "It's hot!" 

"Take it out, honey," John said, sucking air through his clenched teeth. 

"It's hot for you, baby girl," he said. 

Tony shivered as she heard the man's words. His cock was hot for her! Golly! 
What a thought! A grown-up man's hard hot cock was hard and hot just for 
her! 

She gingerly worked the man's prick out through the opening in his 
underpants, and watched in awe as it straightened out from a thick curve to 
a ramrod cylinder of pulsing hard fuck meat. 

"My gosh!" Toni said with a hard gulp. "It's ... it's so HUGE!" 

John was pleased with the child's response to his massive cock. It was his 
pride and joy. His wife felt the same way about it. A twinge of guilt shot 
into the man's guts at the thought of his wife, waiting home, her own 
beautiful snatch hole all hot and wet and ready for his dork. But this was a 
once-in-a-lifetime chance, and John wasn't about to let it pass. His wife 
would accept some excuse or other for his lack of interest, this one time. 
After all, he kept her more than satisfied the rest of the time. This was 
for him, and for him alone. 

"Suck it, honey girl" he moaned, shifting lower on the seat, spreading his 
knees wider. He pumped with his ass muscles a bit, thrusting the head of his 
huge whang right toward young Toni's moist lips. 

Her belly tightened as she leaned forward, dipped her face downward 
slightly. Her sensitive lips brushed very, very lightly over the very tip of 
John's cockhead. 

John jumped. 

"Jesus!" he groaned. 

Toni shivered. She parted her lips as they pressed against the moist tip of 
the man's cock. She tentatively poked her tongue out, though just barely, 
and wiggled it against the wet slit in the tip of John's dork head. 

John's hands shot down and his fingers clawed deep into the thick soft mass 
of Toni's hair, caught her head tightly in his fists, and hauled her face 
closer to his crotch. 

Toni gagged, gasped, cried quietly. Her lips stretched wide as her mouth was 
forced to suck down over the fat rod of fuck meat. Her whole body shuddered 
as the meaty pole jammed itself deep into the back of her virgin throat. She 
gagged hard. Saliva flooded out over her lips, dribbled in thick strings 
down to the front of her blouse, flowed down the front of John's pants. 

He yanked harder on her hair, pulled the child's throat down even more 
snugly around his prick pole. Toni couldn't breathe. She clawed at the man's 
thighs, pushing with her hands, kneading his belly like a young kitten might 
knead a girl's tummy in pleasure as it purred. 

But he let go. 

Toni pulled her mouth off the prick, the drool gushing from her mouth. She 
wiped her chin. She slurped up the saliva, swallowed it down, took a nice 
deep breath, then dove her face back down to the massive throbbing dick. 

John was moaning low in his throat. He was staring at the ceiling of the 
bus, his head rolling slightly from side to side. Toni's breath blasted hot 
and sexy against his naked cockhead. 

Toni sucked on the fat hooded head, loving the taste of the man's precome. 
She worked the tip of her tongue into the dripping slit, pursed her lips and 
sucked the juice right out of that tiny hole. 

John stroked the child's hair lightly now, his hands shaking. Toni's hair 
cascaded around John's gentle hands and wrists, burying them in the silken 
cloud of her beautiful hair. 

Her mouth worked his prick head. Her lips stretched and tightened as she 
sucked harder and harder, bobbing her head up and down along the thick shaft 
of his love meat in a rhythm that was both wildly new and exciting, and yet 
somehow very familiar. 

It was as though she'd been born to suck cock. 

"Oh, baby girl," John moaned, clutching her hair a bit tighter for a brief 
moment. "Suck my dick, honey. Oh, yeah, doll-face. Suck it good!" 

Toni was turned-on by the man's excited whispering. Her heart fluttered 
wildly in her chest, and her nipples drilled into the front of her bra and 
blouse like twin pencil erasers, hard as hell and itching like fire. Her 
head flew up and down on the slippery cylinder. Her tongue wagged back and 
forth, surrounded the wet meat, sucked and slurped in a frenzy of delight. 

Her throat contracted as she swallowed down her own hot saliva mixed with 
the slight traces of John's precome fluid. 

It tasted wonderful. 

She pulled her mouth off the man's cock again and began stroking the wet rod 
with her warm soft cheek, murmuring softly as she fondled the base of the 
rod with her small fingers. 

She loved this hunk of fuck meat. 

She hugged it in her small hand, rubbed it against her chin and cheeks and 
nose and closed eyelids, smearing her face with the precome that oozed from 
John's cockhead. 

She kissed the monster, kissed it up and down its full length, buried her 
lips against his wet underpants. She longed to be able to suck his balls, 
lick those big hairy nuts of his. 

John tenderly forced the girl's head high again, fitted her lips around the 
pulsing mass of his dork head. Toni took it from there and began bobbing her 
head up and down the thing again, sucking harder and faster. 

John's belly tensed. His nuts grew heavy. His dork went absolutely rigid in 
the little girl's hot wet mouth. 

He could feel his come getting closer. 

All the pleasure in the world became focused right in the tip of his cock. 

"Oh, Jesus," he groaned, gripping Toni's hair tightly in both fists. He 
yanked down hard, locked her pretty mouth to his fat cock. He jerked his 
ass, thrust his dork right down into her throat, gagging her. 

Toni started to fight. 

Her air was cut off. 

But suddenly she felt the first thick gouts of John's come blast into her 
throat. She gagged and gulped in a single painful spasm. The creamy goo slid 
down her throat into her stomach. And Toni died and went to Heaven. This was 
really what she'd been born to do. SUCK COCK! SWALLOW COME! 

She gobbled the thick hot cream down as fast as it spurted out of John's 
cock. She gagged a lot, but most of the come slid easily down her throat as 
she chug-a-lugged the man's fucking creamy come. 

John held the child's throat impaled on his dork as he spewed his come into 
her belly the hard way. As the intense pleasure began to lessen, as the 
spurts weakened, John shoved the little girl's head upward a bit, so her 
mouth was filled with his cock head only. The come flooded into her mouth, 
filled it quickly. Come dribbled out around John's dork, and dribbled down 
her chin, dripped onto his pants, onto her blouse. 

It was wild. 

Toni loved it. 

She sucked the man's hot dick empty, drained his balls as she might drain a 
glass of milk. She sucked the cock long after the last wad of sweet goo had 
blasted into her mouth. 

Her tongue wagged wildly over the sticky slit in his dork head, trying to 
suck out more of the delicious fluid. 

But no more came out. 

John was empty. 

He let go of her hair and let his arms flop limply to his sides. He was as 
spent as he'd ever been in his whole fucking life. Empty as hell. 

He couldn't have moved to save his life. 

His cock began to soften. 

Toni moaned as she pulled her lips off the wonderful pole of hot love meat. 
She watched, thrilled beyond belief, as the huge thing went limp right in 
front of her eyes. She'd never seen such an amazing thing in her life. 

"Gosh!" she whispered to herself as the cock grew tinier and tinier, pulling 
back inside the man's underpants exactly like a fat worm slowly crawling 
back into its hole in the ground! 

"Wow!" she exclaimed as it seemed to give a sigh. It rested there, nestled 
comfortably there in the white wet nest of John's underpants. 

"Oh, baby girl," John sighed deeply, reaching out with one hand to muss the 
child's lovely hair a bit more, "You've got the greatest little cock-sucking 
mouth in the whole fucking universe, honey doll." 

Toni glowed with joy. 

"Thank you," she said sincerely. 

John fumbled weakly as he shoved his soft prick back inside his pants, and 
got himself zipped closed. He sat up straighter on the seat, checked around 
to make sure nobody had gotten suspicious. Everything was fine. 

He sighed very loudly in pleasure, and smiled down at the cute little child 
still on her knees in front of him. 

"Better get up, honey, before somebody comes back here," he told her. He 
moved his briefcase to make room on the seat for her. 

Toni got awkwardly to her feet, twisted her body, and sat down beside this 
wonderful man. She licked her lips, sucked her own tongue, tasted the 
delicious after-taste of male come juice in her mouth. 

She sighed, too, very happy with herself. 

Her nipples itched like fury. 

The front of her blouse, right over her young tits, was stained slightly 
with John's come, with her own saliva. The blouse was partly clinging to her 
back and body also, from the sweat she'd worked up sucking John's cock. 

Her cunny seemed to be on fire. She was horny. Her pussy hole oozed 
lubrication. She'd sucked John's cock, alright, but she was still a fucking 
virgin! 

"Uh, John?" she said quietly, her eyes lowered to her own lap. 

"Yeah?" 

"I ... I'm ... I mean ... I'm still a virgin, John," she said, finally 
getting the words out. 

John looked down at her. 

"Yes, you are, honey." 

"Well," Toni said in a whisper. Her fingers worked nervously on her lap. 
"Well ... " 

"Well?" John said, enjoying the child's discomfort. 

Toni shrugged. 

"Don't I get anything?" she said at last. 

John reached down and stroked the girl's thigh just below the hem of her 
skirt. Her stocking felt nice, kind of wet. Black stockings. Just like her 
sister. What a pair these two kids made. Hot to fuck, hot to suck. And just 
his luck to have been available for both of them. 

He began noticing Toni's body. Her breasts were just the right size. A nice 
fit in a palm. And look at those hard little nipples, poking out like that. 
She was hot for it, alright. Damn. If only he could ride this bus all night, 
fucking and sucking with these two wonderful kids until he couldn't tuck 
again. 

Damn. 

But his balls were empty, and he knew it would be several fucking hours 
before he'd be able to give this little chick what she was begging for ... a 
cunt full of come! 

Shit. 

Piss. 

Piss? Hmmmm? John felt a sudden urge to urinate. His bladder suddenly felt 
as though it was going to explode if he didn't get rid of this load of piss. 

If only he could get stiff again. He could rape the kid's pussy for her ... 
that was what she wanted ... and then fill that virgin hole of hers with a 
gallon or so of burning piss! 

"Sir?" Toni asked again, looking at him with such a pretty expression of 
innocent distress. 

"Honey," John said, squeezing Toni's thigh hard. "I wish there was some way 
I could fuck that hot little twat of yours for you, right now. I really do. 
But a man's got to rest a bit between fucks, see. And I just can't do it." 

Toni's face showed something that John could almost interpret as horror. 
Horror that she wouldn't get her fuck-hole reamed out after all. 

"But ... " she began to protest. 

John cut her off. 

"Listen, Toni. Is there any way that we can see each other again? I mean, 
somewhere other than on this fucking bus?" Toni shrugged. 

"I guess so. Where?" 

"I don't know. But if we can, honey, well ... I can promise you the best 
fuck you'll ever get in your whole life. And I mean that, doll face." 

Toni's heart leaped. 

"Oh, gosh! Where can we do it?" 

John thought hard. 

"Can you get over to your school. I mean, can you get there late at night?" 

"I think so." 

"Can you bring your sister?" 

"If you want me to." 

"I do, honey girl. Okay?" 

"Okay." 

"Good. You meet me at your school. Which one is it?" 

"Washington. Over on Anderson Street." 

"Good. Meet me ... where?" 

"How about out behind the gym building?" 

"Fine. I'll find it. You and Lori meet me there, let's say, nine o'clock 
Friday night. Okay?" 

"Okay. Nine o'clock. Friday." 

"Good girl," John said. He gave her leg a last hard squeeze, then picked up 
his briefcase. "I better get off, now!" 

"Yeah," Toni said, pouting. "See you." 

"Right. 'Bye," John said. He stood up, squeezed past the girl's legs, then 
walked rapidly up to the front of the bus. He spoke to the driver. The bus 
stopped at the next corner, and John got off. 

He didn't look back at the girls. 

Toni sat there, staring after him. Her whole body was on fire. She could 
still taste the delicious flavor of the man's come, but it wasn't enough. 
Her nipples itched. Her tight young virgin cunny hole quivered madly, aching 
to be fucked full of her first load of come. 

And Friday night was still two whole days away! 

 CHAPTER 7 

It was already pretty dark by eight-thirty that Friday evening. Lori and 
Toni hadn't even bothered to try to argue their parents into letting them 
stay out that late. Instead, clever girls that they were, they pretended to 
go to bed early on the pretext of getting up very early to go to the beach. 

Once they were sure their parents thought they were sleeping soundly, both 
little girls stole out of the house. It was very easy to do, since their 
mother and father trusted their daughters and wouldn't even have dreamed 
that such a vile deception was taking place, right out the back door. 

Lori and Toni ran quickly to the school only a few blocks away and made 
their way behind the gym building. 

Breathlessly, they waited for John to arrive. 

They didn't know he was already there. 

John had gotten there early so he could hide himself properly and make sure 
the two young girls came here alone. He wasn't in any position to take 
chances. Hell, he was taking a big enough chance just by being here. He'd 
told his wife he had to take a client out to a stage show. His wife knew how 
much he hated shows, so she was sympathetic with him rather than suspicious. 
And it was a good excuse in other ways, too. She wouldn't question him about 
the contents of the show. It was his best excuse, and one he used very 
carefully, for only the most important occasions. 

Like fucking two little girls. 

He watched from the bushes as the two sisters came around behind the gym. 
God, they were lovely girl-children. Lori, whose young twat John had raped 
clean of any traces of virginity, was dressed in a pair of tight shorts and 
a halter top. She also wore socks and white gym shoes. Her hair was done up 
in pigtails, making her look even younger than her very tender years. 
Beautiful child. 

Toni, on the other hand, looked a bit older than thirteen tonight. She was 
wearing a short skirt. John grinned and nodded to himself as he saw that 
Toni was wearing those black stockings. Those two kids must really have a 
thing for black stockings, he thought with appreciation. A good age to start 
wearing them. Toni's legs looked deliciously inviting encased in the tight 
opaque nylon. John could sense that the child had left off her panties just 
as Lori had a couple of days ago. To make it easier for him to get his fuck 
pole into her tight little belly. Good kid! 

Toni was obviously much more nervous than her younger sister. Lori was 
leaning against the side of the building, her hands caught casually behind 
her ass cheeks. She was watching Toni pace. 

"Don't worry, Sis. He'll be there." 

"Oh, Lori," Toni sighed, wringing her hands as she strode rapidly back and 
forth in front of her sister. "Golly. Did it hurt?" she asked suddenly. 

"No, you silly thing," Lori said with a quiet laugh. "It felt wonderful. I 
hope he does it to me again tonight." 

"Right after me!" Toni said. 

John was astonished. How could two girls be so open about getting their 
cherries busted. They really wanted it. John had always thought that little 
girls protected their cunt holes with every last ounce of strength they 
could muster. Maybe that was true, for most of them. But every rule has its 
exceptions. And Lori and Toni were two of the most beautiful, most exciting 
exceptions John had ever imagined possible. 

He was satisfied that they were all alone back here. 

He stopped out from behind the bushes. 

"Good evening, ladies," he said casually, walking up to them. 

Lori grinned and pushed away from the wall. She went over to John and threw 
both arms about his body, hugged him tightly. He patted her back, stroked 
her bare flesh just below the back of the halter top. 

"Hi, Lori," he whispered against the top of her head. 

"Hi, John," the little girl said back. Reluctantly, she let him go. 

John held out his hand for Toni. Hesitating only a second, Toni took the 
huge hand in hers, let herself be drawn closer to the man's body. He wrapped 
his powerful arms around her body and crushed her to him, squeezing the air 
from her lungs. 

Toni felt a thrill of lust knot her belly. The tightness of the hug sent a 
shudder of pleasure through her body. Her heart hammered hard in her chest. 
She stepped back away from him when he let go of her body, and felt suddenly 
very weak, very excited, and very very hot. 

"How much time do we have, ladies?" John asked, glancing at his watch. 

Toni looked at Lori. 

"Maybe an hour." 

"At most." 

They all stood there, looking at each other for a moment. John felt his cock 
begin to stiffen. He turned toward Toni. 

"You first?" he asked. 

Toni nodded. 

"Great. Let's go back out into the bushes a little ways, honey. Just in case 
this happens to be some kind of meeting place for the older kids. Okay?" 

Toni didn't say a word as John led her away from the building and out into 
the thick bushes. Here, they couldn't be seen unless somebody happened to 
step on them. 

"Lori, you, too," John said, calling back to her. Eagerly, Lori followed the 
man and her sister. Her own cunny was oozing already. She was excited by the 
thought of watching Toni get her cunny hole fucked. 

"How's this, Toni?" John asked the girl, gesturing to a pretty patch of open 
space among the thick dark bushes. The ground looked soft and spongy. The 
area was surrounded by a fairly large grove of pine trees, tall old ones, 
and the ground was coated with a spongy layer of pine needles. 

"Nice," was all Toni could manage to say. Anywhere at all would have been 
nice for her. All she wanted was a cock up her cunt, fucking her silly. 
Cement would have been fine. 

"Take off all your clothes, honey," John said quietly. 

Toni gulped and nodded. It hadn't been a command she'd expected. She had 
thought things would go pretty much as they had with Lori, hard and hot and 
fast. She'd even worn the black stockings for luck. Maybe John liked them. 
Maybe he wanted to fuck a girl wearing black stockings, and that was all. 
But no. He wanted her totally naked. 

She looked over at her sister. Both girls licked their lips. Toni took a 
deep breath, then lifted her fingers to the buttons on the front of her 
blouse. 

"You, too, Lori," John said. 

Lori looked surprised. 

"Me?" 

John nodded. 

The two girls exchanged glances again. Toni nodded for Lori to obey. She 
didn't want to do anything that would interfere with her own fucking, and if 
John wanted Lori naked too, then Lori had better damn well get her little 
body naked. 

John stood there, thrilled, watching these two young creatures of innocence 
and beauty stripping off every last stitch of clothing they had on. 

Lori simply unknotted the halter top at her chest and pulled if off her 
body. Her nipples were hard and erect, sticking out on her chest. She 
unbuttoned the shorts at her hip, ran the zipper down, and shoved the 
loosened garment down her legs, She kicked it off her feet. She knelt and 
got rid of her shoes and socks, then stood back up, clad only in a pair of 
tight white panties. 

She looked at John. 

He pointed at her tummy, indicating that she was to remove the panties, too. 

She hooked her thumbs under the tight elastic waistband of the flimsy 
material, then pushed them down her legs. As she bent over, she turned to 
the side, offering John a delicious view of her naked little ass. The cheeks 
were narrow and very tight and hard, the crack between them deep and dark. 

She stood up again, and turned back to face him. Her cunny mound was large 
and puffy and completely devoid of the slightest hint of hair. Lovely. 

Her tummy muscles quivered as she stood there, letting the man inspect her 
nakedness. 

John looked her over appreciatively, then turned his attention toward Toni. 

Toni was stripping very slowly, as though drawing the moment out to the 
limit, enjoying the gut-churning excitement that boiled in her veins. 

She had gotten her blouse unbuttoned and shrugged back off her shoulders by 
the time Lori was completely nude. She pulled the blouse off her wrists and 
hands. Standing straighter, she twisted both arms up behind her back and 
unhooked her bra strap. The cups loosened away from the apple-sized mounds 
of her young tits as she brought her arms back around in front of her body. 
She hooked her thumbs under the shoulder straps, and slipped them off her 
bony shoulders, shrugged the limp garment down her arms. She let it fall to 
her feet. She tried to pretend she wasn't uncomfortable having a man look at 
her beautiful little breasts, bare and succulent, with those two little nubs 
of nipple flesh poking out hard and dark brown, ready for the lips of a man. 

She fumbled open the belt buckle over her tight tummy and then ran down the 
zipper over her hipbone. The skirt slithered quickly to a loose cloud of 
material about her feet. 

She knelt, just as Lori had done, and quickly took off her shoes. When she 
stood up, she was dressed in a pair of black stockings arid a black garter 
belt ... and nothing else. 

Her breath came in ragged gasps. Her pert young tits rose and fell rapidly 
in her excitement. Her nipples were like pinpoints of itchy fire. 

John gulped. 

Toni had a sweet little downy muff of pale cunny hair between her slim 
thighs, nestled between the pale flesh of her thighs and the blackness of 
the stockings. Delicious. 

Toni started to reach behind the small of her back to undo the garter belt, 
but John stopped her. 

"Leave it on, honey. You look very sexy like that." 

Toni blushed, but it quickly faded. 

"Come here, honey." John said, his voice betraying his lust. 

Toni walked to John, and gasped at his first touch. His hand was huge and 
hot against the softness and coolness of her bared young breast. He cupped 
the meaty little mound and wagged his thumb back and forth across the 
swollen itchy nipple several times, making Toni wriggle and moan with 
pleasure. 

John bent over the deliciously nude little girl, and stroked the top of her 
head with his cheek, feeling the silky softness of her hair. 

He held her firmly, one hand, cupping and kneading the spongy apple of her 
virginal tit. His other hand touched lightly against her belly, very low, 
and he felt her quivering muscles. Her flesh was warm and smooth. His 
fingers trailed downward to the top of her virgin crease. He toyed with the 
soft curls of her pubic hair, pulling on the strands slightly. 

Toni gulped hard, over and over, as she fought the urge to run away. Her 
body longed for this kind of touching and loving, but her mind screamed for 
release. She trembled hard, but she stayed put. 

She felt her will growing weaker and weaker, just as her knees did. She 
wanted to lie down. John felt her sliding downward, and held her up. He 
turned her, found the best place under the pine trees, among the bushes, and 
walked her tenderly to the spot. There, he lowered her nearly naked young 
body to the soft bed of pine needles. 

Toni stretched out on her bare back. Some of the needles stabbed at the soft 
flesh of her thighs and back, but she ignored the slight, sharp pains. 

John towered over her. He stood there, straddling her body. His hands began 
working open the front of his pants. Toni watched, her heart nearly bursting 
open her chest. 

John made quick work of it. Soon, his massive wang of fuck meat was sticking 
out through the opening in his pants, jutting upward toward the sky. It was 
gigantic! 

Toni's eyes were wide with wonder. Never had she dreamed of such a monstrous 
machine for fucking. Her tiny hole would never stretch around such a pole! 

He'd rip her open! 

He'd kill her with that monster! 

She gagged, tightened her whole body, as he lowered himself down between the 
child's widespread legs. Oh, golly! He was going to do it to her! Toni shut 
her eyes tight. She felt the man's body heat. Felt his hot breath on her 
bare chest as he came down on top of her small quivering body. 

He was going to fuck her cunny hole! 

"Ohhh," Toni moaned. 

But John wasn't quite ready, yet. 

"Lori," he called softly. 

"Yes, sir?" 

"Come here, doll. Thatta girl. Now lie down here beside Toni. That's right. 
Stretch out. Raise your arms above your head and really stretch, honey. Good 
girl. Now, lift that other knee up, higher, and then let it fall open. Just 
like that. Now just scoot over so your body is touch Toni's all the way up 
and down. Good, good. Now see ... I can touch your sweet little pussy while 
I fuck Toni's." 

Lori was delighted with this arrangement. Her light side was pressed up 
against Toni's left side, from shoulder to toe. She could feel the warmth of 
her sister's nakedness. It was a lovely feeling. 

And with her knee spread wide like this, John could really feel her cunny 
hole for her. Maybe he'd even bring her off, like this! 

She shifted her ass on the needles, and kept her arms stretched fully above 
her head. Her whole little body was pulled taut in this sexy position, and 
she could feel every molecule in her body. It was exquisite. 

She waited. 

Toni was whimpering softly to herself. She could feel the head of that 
massive prong poking lightly against her defenseless young snatch hole. Her 
thighs trembled as she held them wide. The warmth of Lori's nakedness seemed 
to burn into her side. 

"Ready, Toni?" John whispered. His face was only inches above hers. 

Her eyes still tightly shut, Toni nodded. 

"Yes. Ready." 

It was like a countdown. She gasped loudly as John dipped his lips to her 
nipple and sucked the beautiful hard nubbin between his teeth. He nipped at 
the tender bud, sucked it, savored it. 

Toni arched her back, drove her breast against John's mouth. 

This was it! 

This was IT! 

John wiggled his ass, got his cockhead positioned right between Toni's 
virgin pussy lips. He gave an experimental push. His cock shoved deeper 
between the child's cunny lips, and stretched her hymen to the limit ... 
right to the breaking point. One more millimeter and she would be a busted 
cherry! 

John sucked her breast. He opened his mouth wide and took the whole fruity 
mound into his mouth, his tongue tormenting the stiffened but of the little 
girl's aching itching nipple. 

She tasted delicious. 

"Ohhh, gosh!" Toni moaned, tossing her head from side to side. Her soft hair 
picked up a mass of pine needles. She ground the back of her head into the 
spongy earth as she arch her back, tried to mash her small breast deeper 
into John's eagerly sucking slobbering mouth. 

Her ass wriggled, too. She was afraid of the pain of getting fucked. Her 
girl friends had told her such horrible stories. The pain would nearly kill 
her, they had said, but afterward it would be like heaven. 

"Mmmm," she moaned, feeling the belly-twisting pleasure of having her 
nipples really sucked by an adult. 

John let go of her nipple with his teeth, trailed his lips over to her other 
breast. There, he just tickled the erect bud with the very tip of his tongue 
for a moment, making the girl beneath him writhe wildly with lusty virginal 
pleasure. 

"Oooo, John'" she groaned. Her hands went up to his arms, and she hauled on 
them, trying to get him to come down fully on top of her. She longed to feel 
his weight crushing her. 

"Mmmm, baby girl," John whispered to her, lifting his head from the girl's 
wet breasts. He brought his lips down against her mouth, and kissed her, 
hard. Toni opened her mouth and let his tongue inside. She sucked the fleshy 
mass of hot meat as though it were a cock, sucking and swallowing rapidly. 

John had been holding himself up off Toni's chest with his arms. Now, 
kissing her, he went down on top of her. His hand moved over to Lori's 
belly. 

"Oh, yes," Lori groaned. The sound of her sister's voice sent a shiver of 
violent pleasure into Toni's guts. She wanted to get fucked. 

NOW! 

John jerked his ass, and his cock ripped painfully through the little girl's 
virginity, drove the shredded bit of flesh deep into her belly. His cock was 
immensely swollen, scalding hot within her tight channel. Her lubrication 
quickly eased the friction of his pulling back out, and when he jammed his 
prick all the way back up into her womb, it felt hot and wet and hard and 
wonderful beyond description. 

She moaned into the man's mouth, sucking his tongue wildly. Her arms wrapped 
around his powerful shoulders, and held on tightly, her fingernails clawing 
at the back of his shirt. 

John fucked the child's cunny hole madly, humping his hard dork in and out 
of the incredibly tight passage in a faster and faster rhythm. Toni felt the 
breath pumped from her lungs with each thrust of John's prick. She could no 
longer breathe. He was too heavy for her small body. She couldn't get a deep 
breath. She could only gasp in shallow ragged gulps of air. 

Toni threw her legs up over the backs of John's thighs, hugged his body 
tightly to hers, trying to trap him on top of her, within her forever. 

His cock reamed her pussy hole but good. 

His balls, still confined inside his underpants, seemed to be made of lead. 
He could feel the weight of his come bloating his balls to the point of 
pain. 

He fucked the kid harder. 

He pulled his tongue out of her mouth, sucked her tongue into his. He sucked 
the slender piece of tongue meat, biting at the tip of it with his sharp 
teeth. Toni whimpered with the pain of the bites, but the pleasure in her 
cunny hole overrode any possible pain she might feel. 

Little Lori was humping John's hand. His finger worked her swollen little 
clitty button wildly, bringing her quickly to a point of humping frenzy. 

Lori brought her arms down, gripped both of her tiny hardened nipples 
between her thumbs and index fingers. She toyed with them, pulled and 
pinched them, all the time moaning and groaning in the throes of deep lusty 
pleasure, he kept pumping harder in and out, growing larger and larger as he 
did so. 

Her belly felt each deep thrust. Her love channel clutched at the impaling 
instrument, sucked at it. Her juices flowed like a gushing flooding river, 
lubricating the walls of her virginal cunny hole so John's cock could really 
put it to her. 

He slammed into her guts. His dork jammed her harder, faster, deeper. Toni's 
small body bounced and spasmed under the man's incredible weight. 

Lori was crying, on the very verge of coming. 

"Oh, golly, golly, golly!" she called out, heedless of the need for quiet. 
"I can feel it coming!" 

Toni's belly spasmed at her sister's words. She felt it, too! Her guts 
tightened. Her clitty expanded to its fullest bloated state. 

And she came! 

Her whole body shuddered violently as her love tube gushed come. Her juices 
sloshed and spewed out of her cunny hole as she rode John's rigid prong of 
fuck meat like some wildly mindless fucking machine. 

And John yanked his dripping cock out of her cunt hole and tore his mouth 
from hers. He lifted up high. He reached down with both hands, gripped 
Toni's pumping humping thighs, and flipped her over onto her belly. Her 
mouth, open from the kissing, drove into the pine needles and dirt. Her 
clean teeth became clotted with dirt. She sputtered and spit, but her whole 
body kept spasming and jerking and bucking as her come rose higher and 
higher in pleasure. 

John aimed his cock, and suddenly shoved it home up Toni's unprotected, 
unsuspecting asshole. The awful pain seared into her belly, ripped at her 
asshole, as John's dork sank into her tight hot bowel. 

His balls clenched tightly. 

He shot the first gout of come into the virgin's asshole! 

"Lori! Get over here!" he growled through gritted teeth. Lori didn't 
understand. She was so close to coming herself. But she let him grab her 
naked body, twist her, pull her until she was where he wanted her. 

She found herself with her legs spread around Toni's head. Toni's face was 
buried in the pine needles. Her back arched and her ass high, Toni humped 
her asshole back and forth on John's fat rod. 

John spewed his come into the deepest part of Toni's hot guts. 

And he bent down over the girl's tightly arched body, and ground his face 
into Lori's naked and hairless young snatch. 

As his tongue lashed her clitty, Lori came. 

She gushed her thick cream into John's eagerly gulping mouth. His tongue 
tormented her swollen clit button. His lips sought it out, nuzzled it, then 
clamped down around it. He sucked her clitty! 

Lori nearly screamed with the intensity of her pleasure. She jammed her 
forearm between her teeth and bit down to keep the shriek from escaping. 

She humped John's face, spurting her creamy little-girl come right into his 
mouth. John lapped the stuff out of her love channel, sucked her clit 
harder, pulled on it, frictioned it with the tip of his tongue. 

Lori threw her legs up around the man's neck, hugging his face closer, 
tighter to her cunny. 

She fucked his face. 

Toni came and came and came, gushing her juices right out of her tight 
crease and spurting it out onto the ground under her tightly arched body. It 
dribbled down her thighs and wet the tops of her black stockings. 

The pumping cock in her ass drove her wild with lust. The fire and pain had 
eased quickly, and now the pleasure had taken over. Her bowel felt bloated. 
It felt like she had to really shit, badly. But John fucked her, filled her 
ass hole with creamy gouts of thick spunk juice. The stuff filled her 
asshole so full that it began bubbling out around the base of the man's 
prick every time he pulled backward. The creamy fluid rolled down the crack 
of her ass, mixed with her own lovely cream, and dribbled down to the soft 
pine needles beneath her ass. 

John ate Lori's cunt while he fucked Toni's asshole. He sucked one child's 
hot creamy come, while he filled the ass of the other one with his own 
spunk. 

It was heaven. 

For all of them. 

Lori suddenly sighed and went limp. She let her limbs fall away from John's 
neck. She lay there, feeling his lips and tongue on her cunny and clitty, 
utterly exhausted. Her arms flopped loosely to the sides. She had never felt 
better, more relaxed, happier. 

Toni's come subsided more slowly. She twitched hard a few final times, 
paused, twitched again, then shivered violently all over. She sighed. Sweat 
dripped from her everywhere. Her cunt channel spasmed, more and more weakly 
as her climax faded into a soft glow of pure pleasure. 

John came down from his high climax last of all. His - cock jammed deep into 
the young girl's asshole, and he gouted a few last wads of come into her 
guts. His cock stayed hard. He waited a moment, enjoying the sensation of 
tightness squeezing his rigid prick. It was a little girl's asshole! 

He slowly withdrew his cock. It popped out of Toni's ass with a slurpy 
sucking sound, and Toni sank down to her belly on the pine needles. 

John sat backward, then stretched out on his back, his legs resting over 
Toni's thighs, across Lori's ankles. 

They all sighed. 

"You two girls are the greatest," John said, meaning every word. 

Lori moaned in response. 

Toni mumbled a very quiet "Thank you." 

They all rested, each lost in their own warm thoughts as they enjoyed the 
deeply satisfying afterglow of fucking. 

Lori stirred first. 

She sat up, then crawled down along her sister's naked body to John's 
outstretched form. His cock was still stiff, sticking straight up in the 
air. It was coated with come and shit. 

Lori approached it cautiously. 

She sniffed. 

Strong stuff. Her nose wrinkled, but she moved closer. Her tongue poked out 
between her lips. She nudged the tip of the dirty thing with her tongue. The 
taste was very strong, but Lori was game. 

She opened her mouth, and lowered her face down over John's rigid prick. She 
began purring to herself as she sucked the monster clean of her own sister's 
sweet fluids. 

By the time she was finished with her loving task, Toni had crawled around 
to John's other side. The two children looked at each other over John's 
massive cock. 

John lifted his head, locked his fingers under his neck. He smiled at the 
two lovely children. 

"Who's next?" he said. 

There was a sudden mad scrambled that sent them all into fits of laughter. 
And the two girls got home very, very late that night. 

But very, very happy. 


The End
